.....winds of change......

Whose Sacrifice …. ?

Few months back, while on a pilgrimage,
Visited a border town called Mana gaun on the Indo-Tibet border,
A beautiful place with natures abode a plenty..

While being there, just happened to be a part of a religious procession,
Leading the procession was a playful little sheep,
It was moving so joyfully,
Scarcely did it know, its life was about to end so brutally ….!!!!
The whole town was dressed up and had gathered to see the sacrifice
With no tinge of unhappiness ..
The event was to happen..

What a sacrilege!!
Whose sacrifice was it .. of the poor little sheep… or it was the sacrifice of the humanity ..!!

I did intervene to explain my view to one or two..
Hoping that they might understand and spare that creature.. but all was in vain..
Couldn’t stand more so left before the grand event!!

It’s all a blind faith…
Why such cruelty in the name of god?
Do we have right to take someone’s life??
So if one understands meaning of life.. it is about giving … it is about being happy and making others happy..
Please live and let live…

27-11-2006

The Digital Divide…

It’s the age of technology ..
Digital divide seems the new ideology ..
The world is going so mechanized, so digitized ..
That it almost went undersized..

Cost sensitivity and effective productivity brought the outsourcing boom,
Somewhere someone got the earning..
Elsewhere other got the burning..
Making jobs move hands..
Tables are turning ..
Life has come a full circle ..
Moving from the so called ‘land of opportunity’ to ‘the land of rising sun’ .. to ‘the land of dragon’ ..
It’s the reinvention of the Old land of opportunity..

Once chimed as being the ‘land of golden bird’..
Golden nest and golden bird..
It’s the land of golden ‘herd’..
With the golden traditions galore..
Come, self experience and explore..

Beware West..
With the opportunities rolling ..
It’s the India calling ….


25-11-2006

What isn’t is – what is isn’t

Life and its existence,
And their meaning intense,
What lies behind bringing the life to earth??

The garden story..

Faintly, out of the dream, with half eyes open.. I hear the sound of this melodious cuckoo bird chirp and sing..
Well, I didn’t even know its name… but just to address, called it so.. !!

As it sat on the branch of a tree in the garden..
To tell its story..
It had no hurry .. no flurry..
Hardly did it know its effort was to no avail ..
there wasn’t any lending ear ..to hear its tale ..

Did I care either??
Who cared for the singing bird on a solemn branch or the running butterfly around a flower or the rising sun making its way through the starry nights or the swaying trees to the tunes of the wind ..!!

So was for me .. Out of the bed, into my world .. mind preoccupied into the worldly matter that I hardly heard it sing ..

With it.. the story it said lost.. along with the chance to understand the natures way to help us relax, rejuvenate and make us realize that there’s a world beyond ours, also lost…!!!
Alas! Nature has so much more to give and teach .. only there needs to be a realization to learn from it…

In life, small things matter ..
Enjoy it .. before its lost ..to the big worldly matter ..
28-10-2006

Amidst the morning mist…

Cycling amidst the morning mist…
What I saw, I would like to gist …

I had to halt at the railway crossing…
with nothing else to do while I wait, took a note or two to sing…
Observed the movement of people around…
their face expressions .. and in my thoughts, heard their blurring sound …

At morning seven …
People out on their way ..
Some to jog,
Some to their job,

In no minutes the road was full …
Vehicles.. people…children… the vehicular smog …
And the small clutter of talks …
And in the crowd, while just observing
There was a guy ahead of me busy spitting ..
Which annoyed the people around .. and it did make me carry a smile ..
Yet Another one busy smoking ….
Seems everyone had some purpose …

Was just wondering ..
With the fresh new morning …
When people should be happy and fresh
why was there no smile on peoples face…
All seemingly in some rat race….
Forgot to put smile on their face ..
Forgot that the reason they were working for was to see another smiling face …
With their preoccupied selves, no one cared to carry a smiling face …

The train appeared…
Smoke … whistle …. Kicks of scooter …
All were ready waiting for the train to disappear
And thence resume their journey to their destination…

So also did I .. from there … to resume to my cycling …
Leaving behind the train of thoughts … to what I saw there …
Back to the world which I knew and care….