November 2012
3 posts
August 2012
4 posts
An inward Journey.........
The Already 5 hours had passed by. And it was the 6th hour. Mr. Jyoti was still inside his room. And all the doors and windows of his house were bolted from inside. That day, something had happened to Sri. Jyoti Shankar and as a result he locked himself in his house. He locked himself out from the world.
When the world is hot like a frying pen and it roasts us like fish fillet, we turn to divine...
“Seeing your photograph one of my friend wanted to bury his head in the lock of...”
– from the pen….. APN
A Genie of Happiness
I am old. My skin has wrinkled. Expensive Cosmetics and thick make up can also no more fill the gap. My hair is all grey. Now a grinning ghost of loneliness dreadfully haunts me. That I am old is constantly reminded by my shaky limbs. I will go to the dust soon and the wait will end soon. But none is there to carry the bag of bone when my days are numbered.
Now I desperately want a...
July 2012
5 posts
“-If I say I Love You and you do not respond then I won’t complain because I know...”
– Atmaprakash Nayak
“Those who do not understand me I readily undermine them and gently say with a...”
No Compact Way
dearoldlove:
I’ve tried to write a million-and-one notes to you, but there is no compact or clever way to describe how you hurt me.
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June 2012
2 posts
“Your love is like the sea, it ebbs and flows. My love is like the soil, usually...”
– Dear Old Love: Loves Are Like
“I took your virginity, but you took my heart. I want it back, please.”
– Dear Old Love: Traded
January 2012
1 post
Then, how can I become what I am?
So many influences incessantly hit upon me that by the evening I became what I was not. A heavy head, a mechanically beating heart and a biased mind made me a second rate human being that lived like a worm in a drain. I was lusterless. I was a dead star. And I had neither heat nor light and was slowly moving far away from my original self.
I ordered a cup of coffee in a restaurant and sat on the...
December 2011
3 posts
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An undying spirit of hope......
On Christmas day Santa Claus comes with many surprises and presents. His distribution of joy and happiness is soon followed by the unknown future knocking at the door in the form of another new year. One year comes to an end and another year stands at the threshold with its colored wings to fly in. Many bruises, scars, wounds and injuries of the past fade out in the colored rays of an unseen...
Om saanti Saanti Saaaanti...
So many wishes in one heart lay dormant. Ready to explode any moment into a tsunami……The strong urge to love and get loved…… the craving for a better living……the desire to get noticed among the crowd invade the mind and I close my eyes to feel myself……..The clouds sail across the sky and the moon beams through them. A leaf falls from a tree and I stand under it. My eyes are closed and the...
Rs20 did not make any sense because the small shop...
His feeble legs were nothing but two slender bones covered by wrinkled skin. And those trembling legs weakly supported his old frail body. A torn shirt and a piece of cloth were his only possessions apart from the iron axe that he was carrying. His old age and physical weakness had told upon his walking. He was too weak to walk properly but he carried the iron axe and pulled himself towards the...
November 2011
2 posts
“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are...
The mid-winter cold wave had not stilled the village so much as the call for strike by the Naxals ( A terrorist group active in some states of India) had hushed up normal life in that village. All shops remained closed. The roads looked deserted without any traffic. And in the evening when the villagers came out of their houses and gathered in the streets in small groups, most of them talked...
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Result analysis.....
The first period of college! The principal enters the class with the result sheet of Pre-test Exam. He scolds, rebukes, warns and then mellows his voice and attempts to pursue and convince the students for a better result. But his mellowed voice no longer continues. Something queer happens. Silence pervades the class. He pauses for a moment. Then he calls the name of a Pankaj Mallick. He points...
October 2011
3 posts
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Man will be man;Woman will be woman too
The lengthy subject orientation sessions in the conference room and the pedantic lectures of subject experts for the last two days had clouded our minds heavily. All the participants had been mentally fatigued. And we were desperately waiting for the tea break. At the tea break time the door of the conference room opened and I hopefully looked for the peon with cups of hot tea but instead of hot...
Life is uncertain
A decade back, in response to my first love-letter, my dream girl replied that, “Life is Uncertain” and the short sentence was followed by a paragraph explaining her possible fears and inability to make any commitments. The tone of that letter had surely been full of indecision and hopelessness. However, that day, I became glad from within because I changed my attitude and for the first time...
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I felt a bit guilty that I did not wait for my...
That day I had to make a journey of 500 kilometers. I was standing alone, without a companion, at the railway station. I was waiting for my train like other travelers. It was the time of Dussera Vacation and many people were journeying to their native places. Nobody noticed me. I was there but none looked at me. Many people used to pass by me in their own way. But no one did have a look at me.
The...
September 2011
5 posts
LOKPAL for the renewal of our basic social laws
One of Leo Tolstoy’s famous stories poses a philosophical question, “How much land does a man need?” And the end of the story convinces the reader that a man in the end requires no more than 6 feet of land in some corner of a graveyard. The conclusion drawn is so true. However, the paradox of life is that man does not understand this eternal truth and he breathlessly runs throughout his life...
Bombay ka Laddu
I didn’t like to lose your nearness so most of the time I smiled at you and I tried my level best to please you. You noticed my sincere efforts and toyed your hair. You felt flattered and queen-like. I talked all good things about you and you blushingly burst in laughter. By the time you were laughing, I imagined that you are in my arms with your eyes closed. But I did not know that in reality I...
A Secret of Delivering Fine Speeches
I had to deliver a speech of three minutes. So I seriously prepared for it. As a part of my preparation I read volumes, collected hundreds of facts related to the topic and drafted them neatly on paper. I mugged them up. I filled my mind and my notes with lots of relevant details. And the time to deliver my speech approached. I stood and started speaking to the audience. I had a lot in my mind to...
His small smiles are solution to big problems of...
On July 5 my baby came with me from his maternal grandfather’s home. For two months he stayed with me. He matured a little and today he boarded the train to go to his grandfather’s. In these days he had learnt to smile at me. He would jump towards me when I spread my hands to catch him. He seemed very special to me because I was, of course, his father. His toothless laughs, softness of body,...
Are you Anna or Ramdev?
“I speak of the public and for the public and that makes me a public speaker with some difference”, announced the stranger to a young man. To which the young man fired off a rejoinder, “I really regret that I have never heard your name among the well-known public speakers of my time.”
“You never know me because I am neither a leader nor a religious monk preaching morality. I am a banned...
August 2011
5 posts
Anna Vs Government’ drama has given us a new hope
Average Indians prefer to live like Zombies. They slumber when Anna fasts; they do nothing more than watching news channels when swami Ramdev is humiliated. They prefer to turn their faces indifferently away from all sorts of mass movements because they are deeply convinced that all such demonstrations are futile.
The dismal degradation of our national character has bred a generation of selfish...
a drunkard,his umbrella and me
All of a sudden it rained so heavily that I could not bike further. I was undone in the middle of a naxal infested jungle where robbery was a common incident. I could not move ahead so I turned the bike’s engine off. I went to a road-side mango tree and sheltered myself under it. I found that I was not alone there. A heavily drunk man was fallen at a little distance from me. Perhaps my presence...
He would feel that he was most fortunate.
A man married a lady. They lived together and loved each other very much. Every night the wife would sleep peacefully hugging her husband. The husband would feel on cloud nine to see his loving wife sleeping in his arms. He would feel that he was most fortunate.
Time went on. One and a half years latter a cute baby was born to them. The couple loved the baby very much. Whole day long they would...
friendship and ego
They were two friends but that day something happened and they shouted at each other at the top of their voices. They pointed each other’s errors and the flower of friendship existing between them was torn apart. Their egos clashed and the pristine beauty of souls diminished. Mutual love disintegrated and feelings of rancor took its place. The two friends now behaved as strangers to one another....
Paper-boats
Looking at the sun the child fervently hoped for a bright and sunny day. His eyes looked skyward for a while and then with steady steps he trod on the country road which went down to his village school. Going to school was fun because it had two periods for games. He happily capered all the way. He was cheerful and happy because he was convinced that he would get a sunny afternoon and with his...
July 2011
4 posts
The Lineman
Life became lifeless because there was no electric power supply in the town from morning. Failure in power supply had pushed life into hibernation mood. All day long people complained and got impatient. They complained about the department, about the lineman and about the Government because they were good at complaining.
Time ticked off. The evening approached and simultaneously darkness...
A poor Indian child cried pointing at those...
Like every ordinary day the greengrocer opened his shop and wiped his fruits and vegetables with a wet cloth to give them an extra-shine. That was a Tuesday, the weekly market day and the shop keeper had 3 baskets full of luscious mangoes as the piece de resistance of his shop.
Many wayfarers and buyers were enchanted by the vibrant colour and freshness of those tropical fruit. They would stop...
The joy of strings.
The musician plucked the strings and a beautiful melody swept across the world. The music spread through the naughty wind and the musician dedicated his song to the divine creator who held everybody’s strings in his hands. The musician’s eyes were closed but the strings deeply felt the vibes of a truly thankful human heart. Through the strings a human heart spoke to God the language of...
December 2010
2 posts
In silence for few minutes
Throw all your mental worries for few minutes. Go to a silent place. Close your eyes and remember the people who have always loved you. Remember the person whom you have hurt today. If you find none then remember the person whom you have given joy today. Improve your heart in thinking softly about the people around you.
Learn to love a tree. Learn to love a dog,a cow,a goat. Think how indebted we...
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A new window.
Education has an objective to open new windows so that the mind can peep into the freshness of the outside world. Today, I do the same thing when I open this account in tumblr.
This blog is an open window for me and I welcome all noble thoughts through it. I would like to enrich the beauty of life by holding a communication through this window.Behind the window on one side I am anxiously waiting...
