FAILED SYSTEM !

 

When the wet soil of the unkempt village turned muddy, it became very slippery and small puddles formed everywhere. The slope of the broken huts had many holes and gaps those which allowed the raindrops and then the gush of rainfall to go inside the breaking houses…

People awaited for the rain to stop and the continuous downpour had started playing havoc. Destroying the fodder of the cattle, the harvested stock too had got wet and had been damaged.

What could they all do? They couldn’t stop or control arrival nor could decide the departure of the showers.

Science has progressed a lot says everyone; the lone farmer never understood what it meant. If anything can’t be in control of ourself,what advancement is it? Since centuries, he has stood there like other farmers praying for the stopping of the rainfall.

Had the government helped him in shifting the harvested stock to a safer place ,it would not have got wet . Does constructing a cemented or pucca warehouse to stock the grains of the whole village a huge task to do, that till today the heaps of gigantic livestock is kept in the open on the mercy of the rain gods. And when it rains suddenly, it is covered by the soiled torn sheets of polythene and tarpaulins which remind of the torn condition of the country.

What a shame! When governments change, much is talked about policies,amendments ,regulations and enquiries,basic few things if done by individuals and their  collective effort can change the condition of the country forever.

The smallest unit of administration thus which has been created at the Panchayat level of village doesn’t help nor initiate,or the higher levels do not coordinate to let such changes happen in the society leading to complete failure of the whole system of administration.

But government nowadays is run by politicians, who play politics first and then take a step for the welfare of country and humanity.

Little Sonu was yet to understand all this dirty filth of life and he was making paper boats to let the white boats sail in the puddle. His tiny sails floated and went through small puddles, like a ray of hope in the darkened night of the storm.

 

Do you have any thought to share on this?

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BOOK LAUNCH

As the year 2013 wraps itself in the memories of the events that occurred during the whole year and gets in the celebration mood of CHRISTMAS in few days from now, I have a news to share with all of you.

The most awaited moment is here,the launch of our poetry book  ,  ” Suroor of the Soul” at India International Centre,Delhi on 21st Dec 2013.All are cordially invited to grace the occasion and be a part of the wonderful journey.

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It has not been long since “Suroor ” was published on Amazon and received a wide and touching response from everyone who has read the book. The thought behind “Suroor ” was intense and it delved deep into insights regarding the journey of a soul which wanders on earth in search of true happiness.

We all are such souls,seeking happiness in every dream,ambition and path of life ,yet we fail to experience the true feeling of it.This book dwells in such a voyage through a poetic form reflecting the real experiences of human on earth.

You can visit the website of “Suroor of the Soul” to read more about the reviews,interviews and updates regarding the topic which we  think has endless and limitless expeditions.

 

With Best Wishes,

Soumya and Shaheen

“AMBROSIA”- THE FOOD & DRINK OF GODS

“Ambrosia ” -The eternal food and drink of the celestial beings and gods which makes them immortal.

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Well! This is what we have learnt and read through our mythological scriptures. What is so special about this food or drink that makes it so extraordinary and provides immortality? Is there any mixture of potion added or some unique composition which makes it stand out from the rest?

Ambrosia is sometimes depicted in ancient art as distributed by a nymph labeled with that name. In a myth, an opponent to the wine god Dionysus, violence committed against Ambrosia turns her into a grapevine.

Amrita is a hindi or sanskrit word for Ambrosia.

Amrita is produced in the “ocean-churning” samudra manthan legend, which describes how the devas, because of a curse from the sage Durvasawere to lose their immortality. The two sides,god and demons then churn the ocean and create (among other wonderful things) amrita, the nectar of immortality.

Amrit too ,according to yogic philosophy of Indian spiritualism,is considered to be the liquid which is secreted while being in ecstasy and utter bliss ,during the assimilation with god or while having such an experience during meditation which carries the soul to different realm of consciousness.

Ambrosia is considered to be a sweet liquid,similar in taste like honey,referred normally as nectar.

The whole gist reflects the drop of ambrosia or the essence of Ambrosia ,the food, is not a substance that can be used as an intake to get immortality of life.

It is the sweetness that is extracted when we churn out the evils from our body and mind ,leaving behind only the immortal part ie.the soul.It is in fact the drop of nectar which gets secreted when the soul reaches the ultimate level of consciousness and leaves behind the rest to experience the spiritual bliss,which make it immortal.

THIS POST WAS WRITTEN FOR http://writetribe.com/food-food/

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I am taking part in The Write Tribe Festival of Words 8th – 14th December 2013.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Let There Be Light!

Weekly Photo Challenge: Let There Be Light!.

Light is an universal and eternal source which dispels darkness of any form!!

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Ignorance is darkness and every light that shines illuminates the way!

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THE FALLEN DEW!

 

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“It has been my destiny” said the morning dew fallen on the surface of a leaf.

“I was so happy there up  in the blue skies, amidst the moving dancing clouds “.

It isn’t same here, even though I can see the verdure closely and can feel the freshness of the veins of thy leaf…

“It wasn’t long before when I had grumbled and had wished to see the earth through my eyes .I desired to feel the beauty with my touch.

As I lie here on your cheeks now, I view the world with a different perspective.”

The leaf fluttered in silence and listened to the outpourings of the fallen dew.

She had been a mute listener, an avid lover of pure feelings and thoughts.

As the drop slid from one end to another, she cupped herself properly ,so that it shouldn’t  not fall down to the rough ground!

The morning dew smiled and clung to the leaf tightly.

She had discovered her real destiny.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Daily Prompt: Mid-Season Replacement

My interview by Uzoma!

Here is the link to an interview of mine done by Uzoma Okoroafer! It was regarding the recent book  release”Suroor of the Soul” and a dialogue to have an insight about the same!

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BLOSSOMS OF LIFE!

There’s some magic in the air.

The same breeze which blew everyday carries a new fragrance,or is it the old scent of the falling flowers? The advent of the spring with love or the advent of love in silent steps as spring of the season.

Whatever ,the world is a mystical place now, with beautiful chandeliers of the old times,glowing and illuminating the once stranded path.The hanging charismatic memories burning as the lanterns of pendants.

Love blooms again in silence ,the fragrance in the diffused atmosphere is the same,whether years ago,or today .

Time cannot hold back the moment once  it arrives with a blossom .

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