Connections

Oh dear motherland I have escaped Not because you didn’t have space for me Nor did the smell and spice spite me Oh dear mother, although you are pure, My elder brothers are not so… Air so heavy, leaves covered in dust Fear of being stamped, or being surrounded by lust… Has pushed me away from you, oh Mother.. But I can hear your voice and the troubled waters Lashing at you, making you writhe in pain.. Don’t know, by hurting you, who’s to gain? I am not the bravest of your daughters Who will fight back on one drop of your blood I have naïve eyes and an innocent heart Not in your arms, but I will avenge your past With knowledge that is free..Belief which is strong Much before the revered lord, I will come Maybe not to take the guns off your back But, to get some of your lost glory back Mere ailments make you seem weak Which have been accentuated by dishonest freaks Not so brave, but with power of the mind Till my best I am goi...

Standing alone in a bug bustling crowd All the noise dies out, In the mind's silence  Constantly supplying popular demands Going home with empty hands in a cold night Sparkling wine, new clothes, shiny new apartment The air still heavier, cars go by faster than each breath There is no home away from home  You either have a home or you dont

The strong coffee in the morning gives me the kick and wakes me up. Sometimes brings me back to reality and I think that maybe, the energy is all, chemical induced as it starts to wear off! But sometimes the reason of high gets blurred, especially when my midday coffee remains untouched on the table and I get a happy high looking at my hard earned eureka moments at work! That sets just another day apart from the special days. That’s called happiness. Sometimes when taking the bus in a hurry to meet friends in the city on a Friday evening, I have to stop and miss the bus to slow down to help an elderly person on a wheelchair cross a hurdle on the way. The best part is, when I stop and slow down for a second in doing that gesture, I lose all the anger of missing the bus and the anxiety to reach my destination on time. It feels like someone has pumped in a shot of “Relaxation” into my veins! That’s a flush of happiness much better compared to the expensive, classy, loud happ...