ONE LOVE.....

"It is wonderful how much time good people spend fighting the devil.If only they expend the same amount of energy loving their fellow men,the devil then would die in its own track of ennui"

The movie was good but the exchange of words were a food for thought.And there I saw the woman to whom I owe to, for the  rest  of my life sleeping on the sofa.It was around 1 am and I could thing of nothing but the fact of my real existence.

Months ago I had a chance of interacting with a dying man who shared his life time wisdom with me.I was thinking about it yet again."Unimaginable Creation".Whenever I think about this topic my mind goes to a state of utter silence and I then my mom wonders about my the-then reaction.The days were thus and my time for renovation came again on May 20.

The day before..

"Kart...Come on..you're back to your mind games and this time what's it?? The wedding??"

Quiet fortunately,a few among my friends know what my supposed reaction will be.And I desperately needed it."Matt...say me that again..you never read my mind..infact no one did ...so better..",before I poke my wordplay she cut in the midway saying " Aunty..some more curd rice.."And I was admiring the utmost care my friends showed on me.

The days were passing thus.My much needed friends were with  me all the time knowing that the aliter can take over any moment driving me into the "hell-o-hell" state in which I was into ,a couple of years ago.Though surrounded by friends,my mind palace was always active thinking about  the "Unbelievable existence".

A day in Venice:

City of love, they call it.Yes.I see a lot of tight hugs and plenty a run kisses."You ain't a robot coding the binary reaction.See thy nature.."I know the aliter is taking on me now.Perhaps the best way to escape.'My handy ipod' . And soon I fell asleep.

                                       "Plagued...Yes I am..

                                       Indeed not by you.

                                      Thoughts for peace,

                                      But  they are now to cease.

                                     Rooted underneath,

                                     Hatred when they breathe,

                                     Every single day,

                                    You've made my people go astray.

                                    Dear within thought,

                                   Please go your way,

                                   Let my people make hay.."

"Thirteen bullets..Yes Thirteen.I know I am not the best man.Do I deserve this???. Who but me know the value of peace better than any.I have promised her to take her to the restaurant  tomorrow.Thirteen years I have been able to cope up with this.I knew that this will be coming but not today please.'A war is an evil but a necessary evil' - a fading proverb I have heard.Had it been not the entry of my better half into my life,I would have greeted you respectfully.But no,not today.Should I be blaming HIM for my foreseen death or should I blame that dignified person who had lost his 13 bullets puncturing me?? Damn..this pain is unbearable,but no I should move forward."-a flash outcome of words but never transpired loud.

"Major....retreat..." a voice faded away

"Do not come up...I will handle them..."said the soldier.

He shoots the guy standing opposite holding the gun..."Ah..now it is 14..and this time it has hit my head bell.My last moment.Hey Unknown existence,I've been shot not for a war but for the greed for money and power.Try not to make a fair play with your ingenious creations.This earth be left as before and you not be idolized as many but be visualized as ONE in our hearts.Then definitely I would say "Love is God".."the thoughts again never transpired loud.

So" Do not come up..I will handle them.." were the last words heard aloud by the fellow men.

Major.Sandeep Unnikrishnan dies and I woke up from my dream.

Reflections:

Seriously speaking,neither the theists nor the atheist are to be blamed.It is the mid time men with half learned knowledge who are plagued by the thought of wanting an excuse to  kill each  other.Peace,now is ruled out as we are pleased with making ourselves (or we are thinking to make so)  the better race. Having read the sacred books,scriptures and narrow discourses of honorary men I concluded that I be a theist. The problem lies not when you choose the  side but how long do you stay. A few of my earlier encounters(or I prefer the term ‘arguments’) lead to the most accepted fact that we(humans) are perhaps in need of a dire change.

A love...The love..

Change, I would say on my part  is a measure of one’s care for himself on the first part and then towards the fellow men of the world.To share a certain fact,when asked to me “Whom in this world you love the most?”,I answered “ I love myself. I consider myself to be a  good  person and compete myself  to be the best”. The word ‘compete’ and ‘myself’ should be mentioned as a way forward thinking of seeing the world grow. But then how do I love myself.The answer lies in a simple fact, the smile on an unknown face for no reason but you are there with   him/her gives you the love for 'myself'. Care for the stranger the need for the world I would say.

                       Major.Sandeep ,may your soul rest in peace.

“Benvenuti a Venezia”- read the sign board.I took my phone and searched for the Google Translator. It says “welcome to Venice” an old man told me.

“Gracie” I said with  little knowledge of Italian in a span of 15 days.

“You..Venice ..first time?? . I third”

“Oh..you speak English??”-I asked

“Avolte..ah..sometimes…keep your passport safe and don’t use private transport.Very expensive..”

“Ah…Thanks for the information..your good name sir…”

“Gheorge Luca”

“I am Shri..nice meeting you sir”

“Take care..SON…”

And I helped carrying his luggage. And the point that in a way or so we are related to each other is now proved

“Take care..SON..” said my unknown FATHER in an unknown land of love-Venice..

ONE LOVE….

The Untitled-An awakening...

         "Await not the death,for it comes when you lose the dignity"

Morning 3 AM:

The red carpet is wet and only a little of its red remain dry.The awaited events happen not during the auspicious hours but then this is an exceptional event.A Tuesday. Men are created physically stronger and their emotions run high.Women on the other are supposedly considered  to be the weaker sex but their strength for bearing pain is immense.Life isn't easy for a girl who lives alone with beauty on her physique.The so called society makes its move close enough to her just to have a broad(!) look at her physique.Had it been a broader mind than a look then rather this would not have happened.We stand in the midst of six sensed highly interactive hormonal era,where no distinction exists between love,lust and the rest.The hanging of the two girls aged under 15 stands as the evidence.

3:10 AM:

The flushing sound from the toilet zone was vivid.A place considered  to be temple-hood for almost half of the adultery activities.But not this time.A silence then prevails  which runs the blood through the cold veins.His eyes are widely open and he gasps for breath.I remember one of the stars saying "Rape is nothing but an unexpected accident" and so men are likely to be inclined to the opinion of their favorite SL.But my opinion of what you call an appetizing crime is different.

Men and women are created for the well being of the Universe,and when this well being becomes the wellness of the stronger then existence of the natural law becomes a creamy layer of justified act.Easy a girl gets raped for this "wellness" act and none gets accounted for.Her family accepts this "just then died"wellness act trying to retain their undisputed dignity of their generation.But sorry,I have no family and have none to accept this,except myself.And this is a valid reason for me to be here at this dawn hour.

 3:20 AM:

His breath is slowly fading.He should by now have realized that this will be last moment.But in my opinion this oxygen filled atmosphere is sufficient enough for him to feel the absence of his body part.Men(not all) with broader looks ,its time that you check your testosterone level.You are not looking for food or money,you're looking for pleasure only at the cost of your fellow being's misery and anguish.Men of cruel nature are not born but created .Media and whatsoever electronic gadgets you're in touch with raises your hormone level.So men(not all)with their heads high for a broader look please check your testosterone level.

 4 AM:

There remains no sign of life.Only the shadowed slim figure moves across.The horror is visible.A piece of meat mustered in a rolled paper and then thrown near the trash.He is dead as such.His eyes balls had been taken off.His skull was barely visible for his thick hair had given cover.But what was evident is his stained blood on his blue colored shirt.His balls were gone and imagine a death not more painful than this.Death isn't instantaneous and it is not supposed to be.

 7:30 AM:

The newspapers were making themselves ready for their cover photo page and obviously the TRP was particularly  high for the local channels.A letter was read aloud by the area inspector.And it reads...

Dear Society,

As a girl of 18 I never expected my fate to end up soon.Maybe the self imposed hand in delivering justice is wrong.But in a society driven by men,money alone survives and not many have it.I was raped by the man lying dead here.An event which is not supposed to be discussed limelight .But then,when no light prevails then an awakening is needed for us to make one.Let this be a one of that kind.Men of my century,hear to the words of your heart.An instant outburst for the "wellness" drives the life of the other being into permanent disaster.A society where everything revolves around money a disaster may be considered as a repairable event.But not in a world of dignity can it be.I am not here to offer a moral lecture.Pain he did and painfully he died.And let this letter of mine and my "soon to be hanged" body be treated as a lesson for the fellow men.

Miss me dear world for I wish there be none in future to offer you her life for the shameless act  of society.

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Life then it be...A song with mixed emotions

Seasons....

The seasons changed thus.

A mid-time monsoon on a May day summer

A day where reflections are seen on road

Birds and beings come for the well being

A star lit day covered by sea bed clouds.

And now I wake up as a child.....

The eyes see the world anew.

A dream where an angel dances.

And now it rains on a May day summer.

I want to be that  kid again.

A little shower on an unbreached road.

A little promptly tuned thud from the sky.

Yes.Kid I want to be.

The stars now on the road.

The season thus has changed.

Emotions...

You and I know it.

Why our ways got separated.

Stay in my memories.

Forever...Forever..!!!

Whatever happiness was there,

Ain't there any in future??

Just this sadness won't go away!!

I made it understand and persuade.

This heart of mine gets no peace.

Seasons have come and gone.

The weather of pain has not changed yet.

The color of sadness is so deep.

Even after years..

Never a moment will pass.

Easy that I get changed for people.

But what more I am going through...

You and I know it all.

Stay in my memories.

Forever...Forever!!!

Bless thy Angel..

Oh..life..Is this fair??

You lead me astray.

Made me lose sight of my goal.

You enticed me with illusions.

Betrayed me.

You set my heart ablaze.

What can  I say??

Ain't all a lie.

Tears...the true friends in life.

Said it is.

Oh..life..Is this fair??

Life moves.

Somethings have to be done.

You got to wish what it becomes.

Somethings just have to be done.

You can't run.

You can't hide.

Now as I am singing out of control.

Out of control...

And happy there my angel is.

Loads of smiles and wishes for life.

Things now are in control.

One among million I am.

Blessed to be so.

Blessed with  the strength to bear pain.

Bless thy angel.

On a bend knee..I am alive

There's no way to be free.

Lifting up an empty cup,

I ask silently.

All my destinations will accept the wounds.

Ya..that's me.

So I can breathe..

Circles they grow and swallow people as whole.

After lives they become what they never need to know.

Mind full of questions and learned to hear.

So thus it goes.

I am alive.

Everyone I came across,in cages they were.

They think of me and my wandering,

As no worth their thought.

But my indignation that I'm pure in  my thoughts.

I am alive.

Winds at my door and my face so calm.

Underneath my mind I'm part of everywhere.

Endless this journey and a road disappear.

I am alive...