The Point of Indifference

Hurt me, yet I wholeheartedly smile
........U make no mark on me

Hurt me, I frown
........I thought I knew u, u knew me

Hurt me, I turn away
........U have lost me, I never had u

Hurt me, I cry
........U reside in me

Hurt me in any way but please don’t make me cry, coz if I cry, for me you’re not u, you’re me, and I can’t turn away from me.

The Theory of Imbalance

Refuse a child his most desired toy;

...hand him his favorite lollipop

Star-Crossed

Granules of sand slip through the hand

........like a precious opportunity

...........extricating itself from

............the realms of reality

Dreams: An ageless, timeless, formless toy

Dreams are God's idea of a toy,
An ageless,
timeless,
formless toy.

Be a day or night,
Eyes open or closed,
Dreams find their way.

Designed exclusively for the likes of a human,
The only toy meant for all;
the old, the young,
the strong, the meek.

For some it's a soothing ointment,
For others a permanent scar.

While some dream after falling,
Others fall upon dreaming.

For some it gives the energy to rise,
From others it takes away the will to strive.

It may act as our automatic healer,
But is also our own pain inflicting machine.

Happen what may it’s a toy all humans cling on to,
Play with it even if they don’t want to.

Through this toy we heal ourself, we hurt ourself,
Its functions depend entirely on us.

Its excellence is to our credit,
Its malfunctioning more so.

It comes with no guarantee,
It comes with no insurance,
Yet we use it more than sparingly,
Not knowing where it will lead us.

Oh, look at the this cunning creation by God,
This double edged sword in disguise,
It will remain as long as humans exist,
This ageless, timeless, formless toy.

Metaphorical depiction of one's life

…..Like a book
That is scarcely looked at,

If by chance looked at
Then briefly skimmed over,

Categorized,
Shelved,
Occasionally read,

But never understood..…

A daughter - A teenager

Born is a girl into the supposed world of luxuries,
Opens her eyes and finds herself wound in perplexity.

Years pass by as she sees bits of the whole world,
Amazed by the differences each culture held.

Her age is tender, her footsteps start to sway,
That is when her destiny comes into play.

It’s time for her to return to her origins,
Purify and mold herself into her true religion.

What she learns in these few years she shall never forget,
Her character takes form, her values firmly set.

She chooses a path as a devotion to her family, a path of pure selflessness,
Never realizing that it will bring with it a tinge of helplessness.

The start is easy but she is walking on a steep slope,
She tumbles many times but she never seems to loose hope.

Her spiritual mind acts as her sole pillar of strength,
Allowing her to go to any length.

In the midst of adolescent years, she is her proud parent’s daughter without any doubt,
But the teenage girl buried inside her is starting to look for a way out.

Her soul is committed to continuing the daughter’s self-sacrificing act,
She has come too far in life to leave the path and break the pact.

But her heart is still young, wanting to take full bloom,
The teenager confined inside is just asking for some room.

Divided stands she now between the role of a teenager and a daughter,
Together they cannot exist but either one cannot be slaughtered.

She thinks she has now become the combination of two levels,
One side of her is the angel and the other side the devil.

But maybe this is just a passing stage in her life,
And one day, once again her angelic side will become rife.

Perhaps this is the stage of temporary equilibrium,
A sample of the ying and the yang, the truly inimitable.

Pleasant Acquaintance

People enter your life for a reason. The reason may be unknown to both, but I believe that everything is planned down to the dot.

It’s weird how out of all the people you meet in life, some people fail to make any impact on you and how in the other extreme some leave an everlasting impact.

Why this difference, I don’t know. But today I have been touched, touched very deeply by someone.

I am not sure if this is a one off thing or if anything will ever become of it. However, it has somehow changed who I am, and what I am capable of being.

Today, a new light has been lit within me. How long it will last I do not know. But, I shall follow it to wherever it takes me, for as long as it guides me and hope for the best.

This new perception of life has left me in a state where words are failing me, and emotions are unlimited. I just hope that this magic never wears off or even better that it is augmented by subsequent meetings.

Identity

"A man's identity is not best thought of as the way in which he is separated from his fellows but the way in which he is united with them."

People are meant to have certain characteristics that define their identity. I personally believe that if you care for a person, befriend a person, commit to a person or for that fact even emotionally relate to a person it is because of who that person is when you form a bond with them.

Having said this, what I fail to understand is why some people try to change others for their own benefits or according to their likes. I feel that if you connect with a person and decide upon befriending them or taking it to the next level, then it is your responsibility to accept that person for who he/she is and just as he/she is.

It is no wonder that there are an increasing number of broken relationships these days. I believe it is purely because of the demands placed by one person on another to change. It is quite obvious that after changing a person you may not share the same bond with them because they are no longer the person you identified with in the first place.

I do realize that this has exceptions. Sometime some people have some compulsive behavior problems or habits. In that case it becomes the moral duty of the friends or significant others to try and help that person to improve themselves instead of leaving them altogether. Moreover, a universal fact remains that nobody is perfect and that everyone has his/her flaws. Hence, what is important is not assessing a person on their flaws but their qualities.

In the end, the basic fact I wish to elude to is that before emotionally attaching yourself to a person be sure that you know about both their good points and bad, and once you commit either in terms of a friend or a partner then it is that your job to be with them through thick and thin.

It is said that, "every man is the architect of his own character", thus attempting to change a person for personal self interest or satisfaction takes away that person's right to be who they are meant to be.

Impressions

I fail to understand why people are so judgmental of others. With every glance we throw at a person, we form impressions of them at a subconscious level.

I have never believed in the saying that first impressions are the last impressions, simply I because I can personally never be characterized by this widely held belief and thus I am aware that for others this may be the same. However, sometimes first impression is all you’ve got because you don’t always have the time to clear people's incorrect impressions of you.

I have always tried to give individuals a chance to convey to me who they are, yet when it comes to me I have always found myself a prey of misconceptions.

The confidence with which I carry myself is seen as arrogance, whereas all I am doing is trying to hide all the insecurities within me and bring out my best. My silence is also mistaken as my egotism. People fail to recognize the reserved side of me and force opinions without giving me a chance.

I wonder how many people realize how hard it can be for some people to live their life like an open book. For some people bottling up is the only option and not everyone has the capability to exude warmth during the very first interaction. This by no means signifies that a person is incapable of being friendly.

I do realize that perhaps the problem lies within my inability to express myself accurately but, nonetheless, it would be comforting if at least one person could reach out and make an attempt to judge me based on not who I seem to be but who I am.

Who deserves what?

Ethics is an extremely complicated and controversial topic. The widespread yet diverse beliefs regarding what is wrong or right in a particular situation pose several moral dilemmas both large and small.

For those who follow the Sa Re Ga Ma Little Champs Reality Show, I wish to pose a moral dilemma.

Just recently the judges decided to give another chance to the previously eliminated kids. One of them will be brought back into the running for the 15 lakh scholarship, based on public demand. Both my parents expressed their wish of seeing Diwakar(the unfortunately blind kid from Delhi) return.

However, it is evident that he doesnt sing as well as some of the other kids he is running against, but my parents believe that he needs the scholarship and the future career opportunity more than any of the other kids.

I see what they mean but I wonder if that is a valid reason to give him an unfair advantage over the others. Logically speaking, it would make sense to expect the kid with the greatest merit to be brought back, because he/she deserves it more than Diwakar.

Now, I am not exactly a cold hearted person who doesn't sympathise with Diwakar. On the contrary, I would be really happy to see him being given another chance.

Nevertheless, the introduction of the subject ethics and values into my life, through my university courses has taught me to look at things from different perspectives. Hence, I bring into light this dilemma of mine after putting aside my own biases and preference.

So, the question I pose is: should Diwakar be given another chance just because of his physical diability? Is it ethically right to give him an unfair advantage over the others?

For those who would say that Diwakar doesnt DESERVE the unfair advantage, I would like to ask another conflicting question of whether Diwakar deserved to be blind in the first place?