Yes! I am very biased !!

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People often complain that I am very biased

I play favourites, some of them even voice

Rarely do I reward, seldom have I admired

I don’t promote their work, to have ‘em recognized

 

Yes I admit! I am very biased

I have no qualms to claim, selectively do I admire

I do reward merely and occasionally

I do appreciate measly and miserly

 

Well, I am inclined towards those

Who endow their mind and heart

Who want to make a difference

Passion is their fuel, excellence be their art

 

Commitment and honesty be their natural class

Solidarity is their aim, Winning is their cause

Genuine contribution be their hallmark

No ill intentions, their work is no ersatz

 

I do have special affection for those

Who break inertia and make new rules

Intrinsic desire to grow n evolve

Are the values they acquired in school

 

Special affinity I behold for those who follow ‘the right’

Innovation n creativity is their mental diet

For they are the ones who’ll grow, in stature n length

They are my weakness n they are my only strength

 

I value exceptional work, mediocrity’s not my style

I reward one true great step, than several trivial n trite

Innocent n curious minds, sparkle in their eyes

Ready to learn, open to collaborate, is all that’ll suffice

 

I detest crafty actions

I despise sham n fancy footwork

I don’t approve of selfish motives

Shorn of co-creation and worth

 

I choose n espouse those who aspire and yearn

Commit to excel and rectitude they adorn

I own these seeds and water them with fervour

Take a bet on them, their success is my endeavor

 

If you want to be my star

If you wish to win my soul

Have good intent; just strive for your best

Learn to be true to your role

 

I AM THE SUN !!

Photography by Tejas Singh

Photography by Tejas Singh

A sky over-cast with dense clouds

Frost cloaks the greens like a shroud

Spread on earth, darkness of night

I am howsoever shining bright

For I am the Sun!

 

Extinguished minds, bereft of spark

Fainting pulse, no blood gushing through heart

Anesthetized senses, touch without heat

Am agile, forever lit

For I am the Sun!

 

Tired stride, wacked feet

Wounded mass, bruised knees

Defaced earth’s frame, tired and fatigued

Am statuesque, strong and lithe

For I am the Sun!

 

I have the power and prowess

To sear through the dense darkness

To ignite the minds with a special sharpness

To fuel the hearts with love and softness

For I am the Sun!

 

I have burnt for zillions of years

To spread light in this universe

I have caused life and climate

I have ruled the cosmos with my tenets

For I am the Sun!

 

Oh my orbs! Bind with my magnet

With my warmth you shine and illuminate

I have carved an orbit for each one of you

I have seeded life and breath in you

For I am the Sun!

 

Don’t go away from me, you’ll freeze to death

Don’t come close to me, you’ll be burnt to slag

You were born from me

You will end within me

For I am the Sun!

 

Winning in Personal Life…. ( A Tribute To My Partner )

ON THE LONELY ROAD!!

 

On this lonesome road, I was walking in solitude,

Wondering if it was the right one to choose

Looking for directions, lost in my reverie

Praying for an aide and then you came en route

 

Saw me on my tramp, with my unsteady stride

Fear of falling abyss, you took my hand to guide

Led my way, instilled me with self belief

Showed me the path so lucid, so discreet

 

I have taken some vows n taken some oaths

All with your potion of care and support

Am ready and braced to take it ablaze

Only with your fortitude, with poise and grace

 

You gave me my reason, my raison d’être

Promises I made to you, I shall deliver

You are my mast, without you I’d quiver

You are my mentor that I so revere

 

Now that I am resurrected and rechristened

Found my journey and my triumph

Scaling new heights, making for ascend

Learned to rejoice and rise to transcend

 

Be there, be around as I shall need your spirit

On your gumption, I took to detour

Inspired by your resolve, took many pledges

Withstood challenges and fought many battles,

 

You are my power house, I seek strength from you

You kindle my fire, get my beacon from you

You enthuse me each morning, you teach me how to live

To embrace the defeats as bravely as victories

 

I have loved your ardor and your gaiety

I am in awe of your heroic deity

Don’t abandon me amidst my path to salvation

I need you to turn to, till I attain self actualization!

 

The tacit gratitude, I treasure in my heart

A feeling unspoken, till am ready to depart

Knowing you will know how much I need

God sent you as my companion, together we shall tread!!

 

Its a step towards my personal goal……

To Win in personal life – Never take relationships for granted, specially the precious ones. Never fall short of words for those who contribute enormously to your life and support earnestly in making you what you are today…..

So started with a little verse that I gifted to my life partner, on our anniversary yesterday.

My Best Is Yet To Come….

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My best is yet to come…..

For all I have achieved

I was associated n perceived

Applauded and accorded

Speaks of how I evolved

But my best is yet to come….

 

I have risen and seen

From every challenge unseen

Every time I was about to give in

I re surged n preened

Still, my best is yet to come…..

 

I have won battles on ground

I have painted my heart’s hues

I have sung to my soul

Lovely idols I’ve chiseled too

But my best is yet to come….

 

I’ve given birth to verses

Then music notes I made

To this foot tapping melody

My own dance steps I pirouette

However, my best is yet to come…

 

Many buds I helped bloom

Many souls I helped groom

Many led and many followed

I see learning in every lesson crooned

Thus, my best is yet to come……

 

This is not where I stop

For I am more than what I draft

With every passing out parade

I renew my course n craft

So, my best is yet to come…..

 

There is no defined line

It’s just a barrier in the mind

Forever raising the bar

Miles to traverse before I retire

As my best is yet to come…..

 

To Prepare For Now And Beyond!!

To prepare for now n beyond!!

While we learn to walk steadily

            Always learn the skill to fly

You don’t grow your wings instantly

            When there’s an earthquake and its safe in the sky!

 

While we strategize for peace n accord

             Strategy for war be ready, afore

You don’t sharpen your saw and polish your arms

            When the enemy has invaded and reached your door!

 

While its great to learn to weave your thoughts eloquently

            Don’t be oblivious to the pleasure of song ‘n’ dance

Its wonderful to be in comfort of known ‘n’ worldly

            Yet, don’t be unknown to the ecstasy of Trans!

 

While we excel our existence so exquisite’

            Store enough heritance for the journey of life

Treasure some ingénue and some bequest of naiveté,

to carry along to resurrect, before you die!

 

 

To Win Each Day, Be A Warrior Each day !!

Amidst so much of hopelessness, let’s light hope and win ourselves each day…..

 

Every day I wake up, willful to realize

Take up wattle and daub, in my armor like a knight

There’s new realm to annex, there’s new battle to fight

There s new cause to take up, there’s new reason for strife

 

I need to whet my arms of belief and raison d’être

Need to gather courage to face it everyday

There’s a fire, there’s blood shed

There’s vengeance and hatred

 

Wonder as if am fighting for my selfish goals

Question myself too often, am I warring my foes

They are my very own and so is my holy cause

We need to come together and forward we march

 

It’s time to awaken them to their righteous role

To work for creating around a better world

Somewhere we have lost our vision, sparkle of our sight

We have forgotten our worth and brawn of our might

 

Hey all martials wake up, team up and move

Don’t lose existence, living like dead wood

You have to be fearless, if your goal you wish to attain

It’s you who have to become the catalyst for change

 

Have you all forgotten pleasure of co-creation

Weakened are the values, fallen are foundations

There’s greed n there’s lust, bereft of self esteem

Know not if they know the bliss of earning by true means

 

It’s time to make a difference, it’s time to join crusade

It’s time to be invincible, it’s time to invigorate

There s a dead silence around, no soul so stirred

They have learned to live like corpses or a life of marauder

 

Ahh! I am losing hope and ready to give in……….

 

I am ready to call it a day and feeling so deplete

A feeling of restiveness, senses so dead and beat

If it’s really worth it, I can also look the other way

Turn my back to misery and let the world decay

 

Then comes a light, to blind my unscrupulous thoughts

The keystones I have laid and groundwork of past

I sleep over this melancholy, with conflicting cacophony

Then dreams lift me to the world anew, springing with harmony

 

I wake up cleansed and bathed, resolute and steadfast

Ambiguous and unassuming, are emotions of the past

Once again to fight, once again to win

Invoking the rabble to create a new sovereign!

 

Calling….

After fifteen years, I realized why she had cautioned me.

We all have fire inside us!  We all desire to quench our childlike curiosity. We have ability to dare, to learn and practice new things. But as we grow we are taught to follow the prefigured system and make safe choices instead of following our heart. Before we realize we have already fallen prey to the snare laid across the paths already stridden and thence our fire is extinguished. So was mine.

I was happily married with two beautiful children and a caring spouse who was ascending the corporate ladder successfully. I too had a decent part time job to keep myself busy and contended till my children were away to school.

What more can one ask for!

It was a life of most of us and there was nothing wrong with it. However, in the midst of all this, I was restless…… I was happy, contented, going with the flow yet restive!

What happened to my promise I made to Achala!

Where was that little girl who had dreams in her eyes and a warrior’s spirit to realize them.

A suffragette by birth who wrote a poem at sixteen, waging her war against God for not giving women an equal status in the world, while her classmates were batting eye lashes to potential baits.

What was my Calling…..So I picked up my pen after several years and wrote again that night.

Calling….

I am walking in a crowd

With myriad of people around

Walking in different directions, at different pace

As if it was a race

 

There are moments of achievements

There are moments of togetherness

There is mist and there’s fog

There’s fear of getting lost

 

While making some and am breaking some rules

Getting my applaud and also getting ridiculed

An angst, a desire

There’s hope n there’s despair

 

A strange restlessness, something I need to attain

It’s a life we all live, not that I complain

It’s a bitter sweet journey with loved ones, yet there’s a pain

A longing for something, a feeling of vain

 

Want to find my path, my stance and life’s pure meaning

Why I am here, where do I belong and what’s my true calling

Oh tell me, up there, show me my goal

Take my hand and lead me, closer to my soul !!