Sunday 28 August 2011

Monday 3 May 2010

A short Life

Earth Madam,
Like everyone else,

Will soon leave earth
And what will be left behind
Are the times she made others smile
Helped someone with their lives
I am not a saint
I am not Osama either
Only a good Samaritan
or may be Ange, (pronounced as ओंश )
Like one had referred and many preferred :)

Life is a funny thing. It gives you people to teach and learn from, that you can love and fight with. Anyhow, it still is brief. Try to spend each moment with love, compassion, smiles and forgiveness.

Thursday 20 November 2008

In Silence, Love is! God is!

In silence,
Love is.

Where,
Are you?

I am a lover,
Poor and defeated!

Begging
Love.
Mercy.

God!

Why did You,
Leave,
Me?

Bad,
I am.

Thank
You.

Love,
For You,
And blessings too.

They said,
Its a b'ful name.
Is it?

And a smile,
from you.
The most!

A touch,
Of Love.
Of Miracle.
Of bliss.

Not me,
Friend.

Luck.
Love.
You.


I
Have not.

To,
God!

Love,
Me.


In memoir of someone I loved most,
God!

Wednesday 15 October 2008

Smile, for me..

A 2, 3 4-5.. months back, I thought how badly I miss a frend! Frantically Ange writes a mail to every of her friend.

I am somone who would not want to keep in wait for somthing or Some one to make her happy promise her of a land of all her fairy wonders.

She stopped cos she understood,
frends are busy too.
To Scale dreams of their own
Work to make 'em come true :)

She did understand
Happiness lies
Not in promises nor men
'neath her heart
that inside doth cries
cry till the corner of my smile ache
Ache until I know wher doth joy sleep
Sleep so I have reasons miles
to wake you up
Tell, how much I love thou
love so I can share thee
with ones that doth cry
Cry cos they were naive
Of the mysterious working of the world

World that look so high
Full of lie
Look open,
It is beautiful!

You are,
And the smile of mine
Take one
Give one :)

Let the world live once the tiny genuine smile from you. Let the lying world live one true joy. Will you not promise me of one? - Your world, D

Ange found her smiles back in the cackles from her lil neighbour as she filmed to her the images of cats of many coloured. May thy smile live on, Amen! ILMD

Friday 29 August 2008

A debate

Good morning everyone,

Yesterday, it was group discussion with the 2nd year DTDM batch students. And I had a wholesome experience. It wasn't something new, but as always different from all others too! My group consisted of 20 boys and three pretty looking cute girls. It was time for clash of the classes. Yes, it was! And I was voluminously speaking on myriad number of topics. From female education to communalism to the miserable state of Indian hockey to gender discriminations within a work place and so on.

The most difficult challenge was to accommodate with a small group of students that were adamant, arrogant, angry, abusive and under informed + a wrong attitude too :( I did all my best to give them the right information, think in terms of progress and higher goals of the nation, life in person, unity, equality, democracy but no success to the extent yet.

The group was against women's sexual freedom, financial freedom and openly voiced support to communal riots citing the great example to the recent incidents in Kandhamal. The fear of losing dominance, sense of insecurity, threat to their work & professional lives was clearly visible. And I am reminded of the exciting debate on 'The Lounge' probing if it's getting tougher for men? All of us would agree, the T.V series was regulated and arguments well channelled in order to avoid the necessary inconveniences of the clash of ideas. But I am in a class and there are no one to regulate but our own individual conscience. It gave an insight too to the actuality of Indian patriarchical minds, beliefs and rage. I will take both topics, in sequence.

Not very surprisingly, a part of the boys expressed their demand for their lost rights, by challenging feminine higher education. Few of them believed that, highly educated women tend to be more career oriented and hence often neglect family, which according to the social norms is wrong and should and must be discouraged. I understand how hard it is to become a Mom, for most men to fit in well enough into the role! It's a challenge women had been happily shouldering all this time. Wasn't THAT bold?

On the other hand women are giving in their financial, personal and sexual rights in exchange for a higher position in some corporate offices. They are smart and intelligent and are aware well enough, what sells where best! But in the process, they may lose peace, health and eventually their free and happier life too. It looks difficult. But for some it's a price which they would willingly pay in order to gain a bit extra freedom. But let me make things bit more clear again. Not all women sell sex in exchange of a better opportunity (some of them do to secure them a better career and few others are just falling into traps), but let alone I would say, only few unintelligent ones do and that too, alone to some of the most incompetent bosses, both of which are not going to stick around in the long run of organisational prosperity. We also have some very talented men and women working hard and winning at the same time, and yes, not at the cost of sex but true potential, intelligence and hard work too. Our globalised society believes in progress and progress alone, and chooses to weigh pure talent than any bias or discrimination. Cheers all! For we are all here, living in a free & opportunistic world.

After years of struggle, women are securing themselves, political, economic and to some extent sexual freedom too. Why cannot most of us accept this? You would, once you start viewing your female peers not as a mere woman, the usual conceptions carrying the connotations like the embodiment of purity, beauty and kindness but rather as actual human beings. Humane enough to be free in all spheres from all bondage, access equal opportunities, while sustaining life in a biasfree progressive world. Everyone has the right to be free, and access to equal opportunities and thereby, lead and destine a happy and free life for themselves.

In a small, quiet, peaceful state like Orissa, communal riots, terrorist and naxalite activities are rare and meagre in numbers and occurances, but one single instance is enough to shake the entire socio-political scenery. State communal party activities are also on the rise. Hartals, bandhs and strikes are becoming more frequent. But I can ensure, a major part of us still appreciate of us being a peace loving people and successfully choose not to align or relate ourselves to any of these anti-secularist secessionist activities and groupings. Again, I would want to assert, the same does not and would never categorise any of us as anti religious!

All of us must understand and agree that communalism and religion are two different fields, while one is destructive, the other, constructive. And I would again want to confirm, religion unites us while communalism disunites. The two must never be confused with one another. Religion is not equal to communalism. And religion is also not equal to science either. While religion and science are the two sides of the same coin, communalism becomes the colourless moisture that corrodes the coin.

Communalism results from the practicability of a communal ideology. To quote Bipin Chandra, ‘Communalism is an ideology based on the belief that the Indian society is divided into religious communities, whose economic, political, social and cultural interests diverge and are even hostile to each other because of their religious differences. As an ideology it is akin to racialism, anti-semitism and fascism and is considered as the Indian form of fascism. The basic thrust of communalism is the spread of communal ideas and modes of thought.’ It IS a religion of different kind, that preaches bloodshed and power acquisition at the cost of the innocent lives of a million and is basically designed to feed in the selfish motives of a small group of people, we recommend addressing as the fundamentalists! After all, Marx was justified enough to quote, ‘Religion is the opium of the masses!’ True!

Similarly, science and religion operate excellently in their own separate fields and must not be confused as one for the other. Science alone cannot guarantee development and neither can religion, single handedly. Each needs the other to fill in their lacunae and reach a common goal called development.

The question whether Science believes in God is wrong and cannot be answered in a mere yes and no. Science has proven the existence of the spirits though but must not do anything that challenges mass belief system in miracles, supernatural and supranatural existence. If science forms the body, religion becomes the soul. All of us must understand here clearly, that One is incomplete without the other or rather is dead and devoid of any life and hence, meaning. Atheists are disbelievers in God, not in religion and still uphold a certain unique belief of their own. Now we cannot regard all atheists as scientists. Can we? And their unique belief is their religion.

Science may not believe in God, but scientists do, because they are humane enough to align themselves to a particular set of belief, faith. Human beings are not dead robots, but walking, talking, merry making individuals too and would always seek faith in order for a happier, blissful, integrative and a holistic sustenance of their lives.

Best wishes, Dharitri

Wednesday 27 August 2008

Saturday 19 July 2008

Soul-mate

I hate watching you walk alone.
I hate you dying from the want of human love
I hate saying how I hate you

You are someone
I first explored love with
With you I touched
Love ' s first smiles
And a feeling elusive and breathtaking

You are the only one I have desired desply
The one I imagined all my dreams with
The soul that I would mate with

I hate it when the crowd engulfs
Your twilight presence so profound
I hate it when I remember
Of the many times you confessed of being lsitless & lost
barren of love and starving of care
I hate it when you are crying for the humane touch
A kiss and a caress to rejuvenate your wounded soul

I think of those teary nights
And the days that were dark, dreary and guiltsome
Alone and heart wrecked I would wander for the humane care
And You.
Wanting you to love make
With a timid, uncared, abandoned girl
Hold her close and tell her
That ' I Love you '

My Everything

I am proud of all the poems that I ever wrote. They sometimes appear to me, foolish, silly and stupid, may not be too furnished for a blog post. I am yet to distinguish if I will make a successful writer or poet. Your poetess! I still am enrapt with the genuine selfless love of yours (Why?) that You once promised me of. But I have not stopped writing, then of course. I met you and have successfully portrayed your presence in my life through my lame poems. I am proud still. That I am writing, that I did taste love once. That I do love still to endure and yearn for true love. With every song playing in my heart, I am struggling hard to cry. So I too will have a happy day.

I could not make upto my class today, because of the rain ( that I have loved so much to have it ruin my presentation, not really ) and a virus in my PC and an uncaring brother.

This morning when I opened my horoscopes, they sharply read, it is Your day. ' Someone will be very annoying to you. But then tolerate, because it IS their special day ' and the day before, ' A friend is gonna open up to you today and you gonna be very good friends ' That night I heard you crying on the phone and listened to your pretences, believing your lies, just as I always do.

We are very good friends? I always was and I wanted to be your very best long time friend. You wanted me to love you. I was being submissive, because I did not want to lose the friend in You. May be, Robert did understand the fact well and better enough. A matured old man that he is. I am proud of a man like that and would want a similar soulmate with the smiles of you and a childlike OMG from Sree, and sensual touches from Alexis, literateur Rajat. Oh hell, what do I really want and where am I? God, take me in before I am lost into the oblivions again.

I wish I could write as beautiful as U my beautiful friend. That you are in love. I can smell it too, smell that something is brewing. Where and who is the lady, to love and enchant your dreams?

And oh, my dear Miss Aditi, and the pretty cool song, kabhi kabhi aditi. Are you not the blessed one, cute gal. A lovely Deborah, my beautiful daisy queen, bold and wisest among all, loved and lost and yet winning too. And one long time old friend, Sigrid to have been with me for the longest time, through the thicks and the thins.

Should I not tell you, how I love the morning hours that encourage me to write, write more and write beautiful and write wise. So, I can have some good posts for you, dear friend Ajaya.

And the wonderful class that I thought loves me, is aptly being abusive of this innocent little woman. The cheerful colleagues that exploits her with friendly smiles and carefree laughters. Poor emotionally unstable D. Sympathies? No!

God, the greatest strength and the truth of all. I love and He loves too. To Him, I owe my life, my love and my everything. You are my everything!

Tuesday 24 June 2008

The google reader and writer me : )

I am a good blogger but may not be a good writer, though I desire to be one. I have joined ‘creativity’ and ‘creative writing’ and ‘connoisseur in English’ communities, to stimulate my creative soul and improve my writing. In absence of ample access to books, I am resorting to more of online reading. The Google reader is one excellent source, where you can choose what and how long you want to read. You can subscribe to many sites by browsing across as according to your hobbies and interests. Simply surf the accessories from Google or follow the link – www.reader.google.com Make use of your existing gmail id if you already own one or else ( the best part ) use your own email id to activate your google reader, though the same will automatically save a gmail account for you. I have subscribed to my favorite news, entertainment and information channels, to update me constantly with changes in world and domestic politics through ‘The Hindu’ ‘BBC’ ‘Reuters’, the nature news from ‘national geography’, English language learning from ‘teaching English’ ‘urban dictionary’ ‘word of the day’ ‘reader’s phrase of the week’, everyday tips from ‘dumb little men’ ‘the list universe’ ‘freelance folder’ ‘Ian’s messy desk’ ‘urban monk’ comic from ‘jumbo joke and humor of the day’ ‘calvin and hobbes’ and to help online reading from ‘thinkers’ ‘all men are liars’ ‘marginal revolution’ and so on. The list is extensive. The writer’s block suggests few great tips like, setting a separate and fixed time and place for everyday writing, and encourages writing no matter how pathetic, poor, unpolished it looks. With time, it gets beautified! I do not have neither the time nor a fixed place but I am working on whatever assets and opportunities I am offered with. Happy day and have a happy writing! Smiles D

A day to start with

Morning starts with people, there ain’t any pious thoughts or spiritual exercises to kick start my day. So it began with a call to Sam, wandering for the answers to his three desperate missed calls last night. He’s got a girlfriend and an ever expanding friend list, what is that he wants now? There did go the call, ‘Hullo’!!! Sam and his whole lotta problems ! ! !His girlfriend, her attitude, I hate arguments, good past, regrets, quitting job, you never listened to me, problems and problems in life – I have begun counseling as a help for ‘my’ depressed souls – make a kind registration, please. One more possibility for my myriad talents! Time for my pill - Someone who can switch on my morning. Search, search, search – Sree!!! Then an elusive and overt ‘Hulloooo Sree’ accompanied by a big wide smile to spread everywhere and the usual yet unusually cute ‘Oh my God!’ Sree. Afternoon was devoted to text messaging, followed by a short nap which turned into a long sleep. ‘I met Mom who was being very nice and so kind and happily sensed the gentleness in her voice, one diwali night and a mail from my dearest R, as always with the sweetest words and apologies requesting me take him in at orkut.’ But, not a thing for my disturbed soul! Evening, I played with my kittens, worrying about my exam. I have lost one whole day, doing nothing, not even a self realization. Wait, but the day is not over yet. I am waiting for an online chat and I seem to be having a good time. He is happy now and I am off my worries too and can get back to work now, I hope so.. Oh goodness, the exams are waiting too : )

In life, we experience good and bad alike, only to take in good and learn from the bad and not let someone ruin your life. ‘Resolve to make each day the very best and do not let anyone get in your way. If they do, step on them!’

Thursday 22 May 2008

Love and Be Loved!

You are my only Angel,
That doth love me.
Love me more,
when no one doth love .

Love me like a friend,
And love like Angel from heaven.
Thou art me blessing.
My Everything.

My friend,
I do treasure you.
And your Love.
And every small thing that you do.

May the Good Lord Protect you,
Be with you.
In everywhere that You are.
Love with whoever you are.

Cos that will be a glimpse,
Of the Love that I do save for thee.
And the Happiness to live inside,
Blessed to be for all eternity.

Thank you for being with me,
In Good and in bad!
To have held me in your arms,
In happy and in sad.

Wishing you joyous times,
And a smile that shines.
Now and tomorrow,
And for every tearful day of mine.

Tell me, Life is beautiful.
Life is love,

Love that cometh from thee
Is the love of God.

Love is God

With someone Godlike you.
Should be the only love
That I knew.

Love that He doth save.
For me and for you.
For our today,
And the days thereafter.

Love always
Love for all eternity.
Love till we have love all around
Love till our breath does end!

Love with all your heart,
And love with every breath.
Beautifying my life,

And those that lay around!

With every touch from thee.
Shall liven my each day.
To believe in Love
And to believe in God!

Sunday 18 May 2008

New blog on the block

Dear World,

“If writers stopped writing about what happened to them, then there would be a lot of empty pages!” Hi! That’s one reason why the third blog has to come to scene!! Surfing the Blogspot, I tripped over several interesting blogs, those which spoke about short stories, happenings of a day-to-day and for the writers themselves!! This was magnificent! It means I don’t have to burden my PC with my thoughts at the MS Word and that I have a space to scream, shout, share stumble and whisper, giggle and laugh out loud, muse and sing! (Smile) and yes, yes no paper pen work! Except for the paintings, I would, if it’s not a psp or smooth draw! (Smile again) Here there will not be any poem or a professional article! For the creative stuffs, www.creativmnd.blogspot.com would be still working and for the professional articulates and write ups, a 4th one is in making! Meanwhile, I am, that I am working on few trivial articles, most of them still incomplete, unready for a post! But, here will be no space for professionalism, just me and my passions and the myriad ways and the reasons behind, which I have resorted, to self evolve! Anything and every other thing, that is noteworthy, shall have a post here! I shall post in as much as my patience, time, space and capacities would allow! Thence, this would be, my home, my Abode! 3 of my most favoured places! Wherever travels may take me, the arms of my love and my passions one of which is Writing of course! And apart from writing, are music, art, blogging and sleep (smile) I hope you are enjoying yourself at the privileged abode of mine.
Love always
Dharitri