Conflicting Minds

There was a time when we had open doors, Open hearts and open minds, To see the kids go to school and drenched in rain To see them play and shout and scream And teach them baby steps and see them grow We had no elevators, but slow steps to progress And came together to celebrate new beginnings And stand in times of distress and need It wasn’t just one community, one race But never-ending unfathomable grace Soon to realize we lost our near ones Till soon some birds flew from their nest How could aged parents rest Their worries knew no end We did what we could best There stood some silence in quest We will always wish and pray To hope someday a golden ray Cheerful hearts would one day unfold We had many but now few hands to hold Every time we watch and listen How the birds came to chirp and sing The rain, quake and stormy weather We stood together like birds of a feather To our surprise and solemn promise Change is evident and the only constant Drifted away but yet connected We tried ...

Freedom is Free-Dumb these days. You can do what you wish but you cannot say as it turns to vish (poison). There was a time when you were told “Jaa jee le apni zindagi” Even in the world of ‘Jio’ emotions are almost dead and you’re least connected. And when you wanna fly high into the sky and dream big. You’re always nudged to take a step back and warned ‘Babuji Dheere chalna.’ From the bondages and atrocities, you have surpassed them all and risen high. Be it silent mothers at home or freedom fighters who die You always thought of the highest pursuit that gives you courage and confidence. And when as a woman you knock the doors to opportunity, there’s a shout “ O stree kal aana.” What does it takes to achieve those heights and always prove to everyone else that you are worth it. Until beauty brands like L’Oreal told us. Freedom is therefore to think and express freely what you are and can do. And for every move you make, and every step you take, you just know “Kuch karne ke liye kaayd...

Pretend to be smart or act like you’re dumb Know your moves but ‘no’ your grooves A world of being liked or else commented on Always being judged and validated on Did you ever realize you’re part of one big chase Lost in transition, not everything’s fair How can it be fair? Else I would be call a racist! Prove yourself at every stage yet deliver your bit I try hard to live in sanity and bring out my wit To keep me going, seems rushed at times No clarity, no purpose, no direction I find Losing weight, my calm, my mind.   We are made to sit in boxes, expected to think outside the box What a paradox it is, I find it hard to comprehend Only wars were fought once upon a time And now we fight for even being heard The problem is the solution itself Come to my aid, my rescue Trial and error are one big chance Challenge or opportunity to dance Distancing was great but was of no use Spaced out completely, off went my fuse Controlled by lives and ...

A lot can happen over coffee. Or chai pe charcha  Whining over wine  Or whiskeying away in glory!  This festive season I had neither Not me, blame it on the weather. Times are tough and I ought to be stronger.  Nights are short and days pretty longer.   A thought that always comes to mind  Missing the ones, please help me find! Genuineness that’s lacking, I hope someday.  What I seek is comfort and getaway. Love me truly and harder than ever, All I wish for a moment of bliss than forever.  Nothing makes me glad than a glass of cheer, Mind I cherish the bottle, remember dear! Closer it gets and there comes a barrier, I haven’t doubted or asked why here?   Tell me what not I have done to reach nearby. The only simplicity I choose, Just win me one, nothing to lose. I realized deep within my heart, That it wasn’t meant in the start. There’s something to I always wanted to hear, Be not afraid my love, th...