Held Hostage.

Guns and bombs, bullets and blast
Once again its web, terror casts.
Bodies lie torn apart,
Come terror,let peace depart.
Bleeding bodies,broken hearts,
A fresh chapter of grief now starts.
Helpless people, innocent bystanders,
See how the facade of security flounders
The family who waits with their hearts in their hands,
Not knowing if death on their door now stands.
Waves of pain, sea of grief
Upon us in a moment so brief.
Bottomless sorrow, irreparable loss
Caution and Compassion gone for a toss.
Let's point a finger, let's put the blame,
But every one's a loser in this fatal game.
Their useless statements, their empty words
Repeated over and over by the political herds.
There's always a cause,always a reason,
For every single act of hatred or treason.
For the act of few,blacklist the community
Without doubt this is the terror entity.
Pay heed hatred begets hatred, how true it is
For sure he will avenge every brother of his.
Accusations and charges do fly about,
The guilt of this community we never doubt.
Look closer and see wounds fresh still,
Pricked by injustice, they shall never fill.
Sadly realization comes too late,
Only when it touches family or mate.
Fleeting sympathy when a neighbour's house burns,
Blistering anger when upon oneself the table turns.
The ones who really set terror loose,
Unfortunately never get the noose.
The real victims are you and I,
For their uses it's we who die.
I wonder if in the end truth shall prevail,
Or shall the system of natural justice itself fail.
They say justice is blind and fair,
Only no one's ready to wait for their share.
Its only when man acts like the Lord up there,
That we end up living in this nightmare.
-- An Indian

Poetic tide.

Back again armed with another poem. Had written it in a burst of inspiration , lost it in a hotel room and reproduced it in bits and pieces from memory.

For a city girl like me,

What a pleasure was the sea.

The roar and the splash,

The white foam and the mighty crash.

Again and again and one more time,

One by one all crashing in a line.

It licks your feet and kisses your toes,

Only one of it's many faces it now shows.

But beware of the sea for it was be friend or foe,

With nature there is always a line you can't toe.

There's beauty and power all in one,

And none to complain about how it's been done.

See what lies beneath it's calm surface,

Animals and plants in a watery haze.

The salty breeze that tosses your hair,

Comes straight from the sea God's lair.

Look at the horizon, see the band of blue,

Be washed with splendor anew.

God for some,Provider for many more,

Sunken treasures and pirates galore.

Sit for a while,absorb the sound

Or bury your feet in the sand all round.

Capture the moment, breathe in the sea

To conjure at a moments notice the enigmatic sea!

A lake tucked in the mountains..

Hey. I am back from roaming all over Tamil Nadu in an attempt to discover the flavours and sights of India. But be assured the blog was on my mind while dipping my feet in the sea at Pondicherry or shivering in the cold at Yercaud. And since I am suffering from the 'rhyme' infection my account of my trip shall not be in prose.

So here's the one which was written in the car while leaving Yercaud-

One more time , one more place
Out to see another part of Earth's face.

New things to do , new places to see
New handful of memories are now in my kitty.

The high mountains which nestled a Lil' lake,
The clouds beside us as company to take.

The 18th century room with the high bed,
Surrounded by flowers yellow and leaves red.

Upon winding roads through the mountains we go,
Beauteous tress of either side high and low.

Impressed and humbled, in wonder lost
Experiencing mesmerizing displays all free of cost.

Such an experience brings to mind a quote once said,
If you have not travelled you have only one page read.

All rise!

I have been thinking about writing on this topic for the past few days now. But for some reason I cannot find the words ,the phrases which would do justice and truly convey the awe in which I hold this man- Barrak Hussein Obama. I suppose truly this is an expression of - Dare to Dream. And what a dream it is.
America has matured. I happen to hear this man's name uttered at least once a day either on the news channel or by a person. For anyone still naive enough to believe his win does not effect us ,wake up. it has everything to do with us. Talking for myself - on an individual level this man inspires me to think big. What a spectacular rise Obama had. I can't help but be mesmerized whenever I hear him speak . To express yourself so eloquently and sway the people of a whole nation to believe in him a 'black' and a Muslim descendant. Sit up historians , take note.
We live in a time where there are laws on paper and but none are practised. The law has abolished racism and yet we find people with a mindset that if you are black then surely you must be at the very least a foul mouthed knife wielding maniac. Its the way we have been influenced to think so some other race can come up at the cost of the underprivileged.
This sentiment is not peculiar in India. We live in a land where communalism is on the rise. People are killed in the name of their faith. Minorities are at the mercy of the majority. A prejudice has been created against certain religions and the common man readily believes all the garbage being doled out by the media. Will anyone pause and question? Perhaps one day. Until then true justice will not be delivered. If you catch someone in the wrong do punish them but to give the dog a bad name and hang him only causes a negative ripple effect and then you wonder where all the violence comes from?
There is a signature attached to my mail- Happiness is Contagious; Start an epidemic today! Isn't it true? And isn't it truer that hope is even more potent? And today one can see the hope that it slowly spreading it's wings in all those people who have an unfulfilled desire, an unfinished dream, an unspoken need. Now is the time. Don't fear. Don't doubt. For as Obama said in his winning speech- YES WE CAN!

A tiny thought.

Obviously I am bored today but........

So I am sitting here as lonely as can be,

With no one to call or go and see.

The t.v is boring and the books have been read,

It's time to say g'nite and go to bed,

So here's sweet dreams for you and me.