My Old Tamarind Tree

A tree of six heads and endless tales,
The big one stands tall for eternal dance
The rest swings its glory and learn their steps
Morning rises, for us to set march
One by one up the tree
Inching, winching, tip toe and bare feet
Stop reach the tangy highs
Treasure trove of multiple seeds
Stories and expeditions of the six soldiers
O My Old tamarind tree, grandmomma's precious seed
Tall, green like a peacock dance
Filled with stories of ghosts and bravado
My old tamarind tree, waking up to you
In summer time, for tangy highs in our lifetime
We march in victory tip top toe to another morning
Full of mystery and new brown diamonds
My old tamarind tree, to you we surrender our tangy tales
Once in a lifetime, forever etched in our six heads of muddy madness
To our old tamarind tree our holy mate of honor

Comfortably Numb........

We are extremely numb people - only truly sensitive to our feelings, thoughts, pain, agony, fear, needs, desires etc. We dwell on it almost every second, but not realizing that it’s ok to have such things going in life, we have to stand up, fight, work our way through or out of it and also work towards eliminating it.

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The marginalized and polarized sections of the society for whom, basic necessities of life; is more often a luxury or a mere dream. War, ethnic and communal conflicts; blood, bullets, broken lives, homes, families, utter helplessness; their basic right to live or exist is taken away, violence against women & children, the torture cells where many nameless, faceless people in the name of terrorism are held guilty without a trail. They are the present day Hitlers’!!!

----Remember we have a life full of abundance------

The happy world and the not so happy world (majority of humankind belongs here) - Where do we go from here? We just remain numb in our world. Yes, we talk about it, we debate about the other world, but there is no action. Inaction leads to no where. The point is we are self centered comfortably numb people. We need to shut up and walk right out and play the part in this scary not so happy world!!! Move our ass in short!! Move it!

----The Song Goes Like This------

Men and women of this world
We all are different and similar in scores of ways
We are born in different worlds
We all have certain lives
This is either full or empty

Men and women of this world
We bring faith and hope in the name of lord
We shower young lives with many lies and ways

Ways to discriminate and abandon
Ways to subjugate and destroy
Ways to pride ourselves
Ways to disgrace others
Ways to proclaim power
Ways to moralize lowliness
Ways to uphold chastity
Ways to abstain from humanness
Ways to smother the feeble ones
Ways to enrich the prevailing ones
Ways to celebrate the patriarchy
Ways to repress the women
Ways to gloriously nurture the riches of the richest
Ways to effortlessly breed poverty
Ways to mine elements of universe
Ways to use these elements against its own
Ways to swindle the abundance of nature
Ways to ruthlessly operate the world
Ways to dastardly shred the human mind
Ways to con the innocent and naïve
Ways to make them soldiers of your mind’s twisted corners
Ways to slay many amazing lives
Ways to discolor a million rainbows……

Men and women of this world
All of these are manifestations of the human psyche

O MANKIND DO YOU REALIZE
WE ARE THE CREATORS AND PERPETRATORS OF THIS WORLD

Sacrifice

Sacrifice

Here I am again standing tall but in vain
Looking for you to fly oceans and walk the seas
To travel through life’s vastness
There you go leaving me alone
To battle black and white
A promise made for us to live
A vow broken, I weep in despair
I ask thee why this penance to depart
When you are firmly attached to my soul and beyond
Why do you seek and look for me past my broken wings?
How will I fly with my bleeding soul?
You fervently ask of me to provide love
While you are resolute not to provide
And you name it sacrifice
Forgone for other mortals of blood and kind

Politically (In) Correct or Just Whatever…!!! ???? ##$$

Evolution - people, circumstances, the world, right, wrong, good, bad, ugly everything has evolved from what it was centuries ago, but we still hold on to principles that are either outdated or came into practice at the very beginning ! Move on!


Religion; your God, my God, and our God, leave this with in your four walls of the house, do not carry it along and see the world through this lens. Your faith, belief, prayer and all things holy is intrinsic in nature. Once you set foot on to the world outside, we all are equals one and the same. However, if there is discrimination, bias, violence anything in the name of religion; it is important that we as humans stand up and make noise so that it is rendered powerless or simply non-issue. Remember humanity, it is the only thing that stands tall. Sounds idealistic. By products of religion or the human minds – caste; isn’t it the ugliest manifestation of our deep desires to maintain power, authority or control over our fellow humans. Those who have access to knowledge or information, stay not in that equilibrium, but stir things up, shake the ground, let the skeletons tumble out, put it out in the open, do not keep your eyes wide shut; let the rage flow into a light. Hold it up so none can miss its brightness. Let this swell up, until the time; those so called higher state of beings (read it has caste fanatics) begin to melt in the heat of this brightness and realize their true power or sense of worth. How do we do this? You, he, she, I and we and all together begin to create transparency in our souls and bring the daemons out of the closet. If all religions preach love, peace, brotherhood, equality , heaven and many more things all same and one -humanity; why then we mortals deliberately construe principles against humanity. Every religion has its own ruthless doctrine, rituals, and customs – Abolish! Scrap! Undo! Abandon! Annihilate!

Society forgets that their primal purpose above all this is to foster a sense of peace, equality, to nurture humanity and a sense of togetherness. But instead promote division, discrimination, and many cruel and brutal things. We all still remain silent. We continue to adhere to all its brutality, we refrain to be transparent, refrain from seeing or removing or identifying the many generations of unhealthy ideologies. We live a comfortably blind folded numb life. There are many humans who do not wish to follow; sometimes they rise, stand, win or fall fighting, some remain silent, some express etc. I belong to this ‘some’, who take conscious efforts, real actions to see it in the eye, try to their will’s end and beyond to stem the filth out of the system. In case you want to know, I have many such comrades.


Marriage is the way forward in life; completes your life…. If you don’t conform then you are labeled a rebel, and many more names. Symbols of a marriage are only for a woman; another way to tie her down, a reminder that she is a property, an object owned by her better half. These symbols that the society holds close to its heart, remains a mere lifeless object with no sense of purpose nor does it evoke any kind of positive feeling, does not evoke love or a sense of equality. These symbols are given utmost priority, placed a step above trust, love, equality, respect, and to put in a nutshell - you. Why do these preservers of society or culture forget that we all grow up with a mind of our own, we all develop our own set of feelings and emotions, that every individual has a right live or choose their own path? Can a person's right to enter matrimony be solely their own will, not forced by externalities. Can a human being choose to be single? If one chooses this path; the first finger almost certainly is pointed towards parents; telling them that they have failed in fulfilling this responsibility and they are accused of bad parenting etc.You are accused of crossing the line, flouting, disruptive behavior, and being obstinate. In reality you are just letting yourself develop your own sense of purpose or simple life. No, do not expect someone else to set your life pattern. This someone can be your parents, your relatives and the many mortals.


Sex, put in simple terms is a need and it’s not taboo. We attach many prefixes and suffixes to it; and take it forward and equate it with sacredness, chastity, purity, the divine, virginity etc. We make sex a finite task to be done after union in holy matrimony. Holy is attached to things/issues or just about anything either to make it simple or complex. All it should take is consent between two adults. If one has pre-marital sex; they are called characterless, with no sense of righteousness. In this context or scheme of things where does child sexual abuse/rape etc figure? What do you tell a victim of rape/abuse that its fine to be subjected to this pain, but you should know that it happens to anyone or just about anyone. You need to carry on with life, still believing that sex is sacred, and can occur only with in the institution of a marriage. Add the gender-bender here; men by nature’s law can have multiple partners and not be associated with virginity; but for a woman, her soul motive or reason or purpose is bringing purity, being a virgin, and many more titles. Endless, we (me too) are all hypocrites. We never actually understand our sexuality. We are taught not to understand and not to explore. We are programmed to abstain from knowing and experiencing this need in its true sense. Free yourselves if you wish from this vicious design.

After all you truly belong to yourself!!! Have fun. Know thy self.

A Soulful Tirade

To that nameless person, to that one person for a lifetime
To you I show me, my true bearings
Between you and me, a lifetime passes
For it is you, this lifetime exists

To that nameless person, to that one person for a lifetime
For you I become a mirror, a true reflection of your soul
A soul full of childlike vigor and innocence
A soul given to me; to be cared, loved endlessly

To that nameless person, to that one person for a lifetime
For us; we stand connected, by a bond beyond universe
For us; we exist, build, create and nurture the timelessness
For us; we unite in ways that humans and life has not known

To that nameless person, to that person for a lifetime
For you I bind the world inside my hand
For me; you turn the world inside out
Together we dance to the song of heavens above

To that nameless person, to that person for a lifetime
If being is believing and knowing is truth
If either you or me cease to flow
We gain our name and place on earth

Checking out Assets…..

Checking out Assets…..

What assets am I talking about? Financial assets, movable or immovable assets? Well as politically correct/incorrect it might sound; this is a sound off for men checking out women’s assets…

Well all male readers, I am not saying every male on this earth does this…there are a few of them I hope who do not do it.

What is it about men, who at the very appearance of women, start rolling their eyes and zero in their view on those so called assets that women hold in them as part of their structural, skeletal, and physiological make up, this fascinates men to no end. Let me get straight to the point, If a woman with a good shaped breasts walks about or a tiny, part of her cleavage is exposed or in simpler terms not covered by a piece of garment, then men take it upon them to give a nice long look at it before they look at you…or they fix their line of vision on it and never move a bit and stand still (vision) continuing to talk, walk, smile or engage in some other activity. Well I have heard men passing comments about how well or bad it looks, men rating these assets and then when you start walking past them, they take a look at your assets that lies below your lowest vertebrae and likewise rate it or have a nice look at it. So all women are object of sexual fantasy, the purpose of woman is to provide or offer this pleasure.

Well, who are these men, how do they look, where do they come from? Good question! He might be a working professional right at your workplace, a stranger in the lift, a man riding his bike, the guy next to your auto at traffic signal, men traveling by buses, then those men who accompany their wives to the shopping mall- she is busy checking out clothes and he walks behind her, checking assets. Likewise men in restaurants, supermarkets, bus conductors, they are anywhere, everywhere; clad in trousers, lungi, shorts, jeans etc.

Many men might argue that, women seek attention. They wear clothes in a way that it evokes this kind of response in them. Very simple, see it from a woman’s perspective, some one with broad shoulder’s cannot wear a closed neck line, it’s a fashion disaster, so open necklines and deep necklines cuts off broad shoulders and makes them look nice. It is like your law of gravity or Newton’s law; this is, one of those laws that women follow for dressing up well or in a simpler sense; wearing the right clothes. So wearing a V neck at my workplace is banned, only round necks, and collared tee’s. I am being denied the right to wear V neck, as it is conveniently termed as inappropriate style at workplace.


Just a thought -does it work the other way around, say for an instance, if a woman wishes to play this on a man. Let me just say a woman is checking out a man’s assets, the size the shape and all of it. God damn he gets turned on ….I wonder, what will happen!


Well well, so men are tuned to look at a woman’s assets. And women are tuned for what?

Dream a little Dream of Me.....

Dream a little Dream of Me…
(This line is borrowed from one my favorite sound track)


I dream of a day when all I have to do is just be me, my true self…

Right now I dream of having this super hot guy in my life and just be hopelessly in love with him and do some silly mindless things….and then I also want to WORK really hard to keep my pocket full….I dream that I get to blow up money like onion peels….and then obviously cry about it when I am finished….oh also been wanting to loose WEIGHT…does anybody know a genie who can do this over night…well bikes and four wheels later I would like to go about the country, park, perch, roadside khaana, you know tht lip smacking yummy street corner food, meat, fried stuff, colas, dhaba’s vegetables, chaat, tea stalls later. Hang out of the buses, tickets and conductors and curious onlookers. I mean the experience of just being among human beings, unlike the one I see at workplace, you know right - those formal clad men and women, shitting at the computer and doing some earth shattering work…and getting paid peanut peels coz these days it difficult get paid peanuts, but then those couchy days a gazillion feel good movies, kisses, love and later get transported to a land of hot men and perfectly romantic partners …and boom then talking left & right and telling them about back, front and center of issues, things, people to FRIENDS, and cry and strategic decision making after being feminist and cracking the code of conduct later and dreaming of soft sheets and add a man to that package later doing stuff and after hard head banging music to plans of globe trotting, bungee jumping, skydiving , soaking up the feeling of many places that seem distantly far with lack of roads connecting my dream places and expensive out of reach air travel…I take auto from home to work and back and forth with share auto with many more humans and loads of aliens later, dosai, watermelon juice, fired prawns, vodka shots, bottoms up, 6 X 10 hostel rooms with a rummate, books, library and a man to add a zing; getting sloshed and securing distinction after , nothing in any particular order.