Sunday, September 23, 2012

To not know.

It's that time of your life, when you have what you want but you unconsciously take things for granted. You want to get what you want, but perpetually forget the others expect the same. 

When that is not delivered, your heart deliberates. Mine did; hence this piece of poetry.

To not know.

Many things that has been in you,
Many that I've not known of.
But it kills me inside to know,
that you're dying within.

Of no use is this love.
If I not be able to care.
For all the little joys you gave,
A little more you deserve to share.

Very little you talked to me,
But embraced my weak adoringly.
Where was my heart filled love?
While you burnt in agony?

Too much you'd burnt,
And much far you'd gone.
Too little have I learnt,
to see your open wounds.

But now I'm awake,
and cautious of all I see.
And I see what's been ignored,
is a large lock to which you're the key.
   

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Lost Cause.

Lost in thoughts and dwelling in sorrow, I needed a pen and paper to borrow. 
According to me, the little said is the more expressed.

Lost cause.

It kills me to see you've gone,
It thrusts me to learn you were never my own.
You gave me hope, strength and calm.
Where have you faded and caused such harm?

It kills to hear you say goodbye,
best will be if you never heard me cry.
I cry over and over for nights,
Can't kill this feeling, can't kill this fright.

You've gone away in real,
But it seems highly unreal.
The dimming hope I had for life,
is now fading with a queer rife.

Will live in denial,
Will die in this aisle...
Will love on and on,
No matter you stay or be gone.

That thing so atrociously vague,
Resembles plague.
Much of which shall not slake,
As this feeling is up on stake.

To you I rest my heart here on,
You assured me of a very new dawn.
Since my nights are to be darker than rest,
I believe my darkness will be my crest.

Teach me love, teach me foul.
Teach me to live without a scoul.
My heart paces just to yours,
Now damaged, in need for cures.

Love is when I loved you,
It was when life felt new...
Now I have a handful of ash,
And memories many that'll forever flash.

May you find happiness and joy!
Pray that it will never destroy.
Shall you find the perfect one,
If not me, a better chosen one.

Full Stop.

We all know that our society is filled with superiority of men, inferiority of women.
But why equalize ourselves to men?
Why are they our benchmark?
We need to grow and be our own benchmark.
Women and men are both creations of the Supreme, we are merely his interpretation and have no rights to undermine anyone's existence. Embrace life.

Burden.

No! Let me go!
I'm just a girl-
meek, vague and low.
Also a power you'd never know.

I am growing, and
my power grows slow.
When I illuminate it,
You'd all know.

I have it in me.
Yes, you’re yet to see.
But when I will show you,
Be an era new;

Now you are master,
I'm merely your slave...
When it will grow in me,

You'll dig, your own grave.
 

Monday, September 3, 2012

Misogyny


In Assam, a 16 year old girl was molested in public by a mob of over 20 men. In Mangalore, a group of girls attending a birthday party were beaten by men belonging to a religious outfit. In Mysore, a young girl was pushed off a moving train when she tried to ward off men who were making sexual advances at her.
These are just a few of the many assaults being made on women in the past few months. They have been happening at such regular intervals that it almost seems like a trend that is catching up across cities in the country.
 So here is the trend of the 21st century-Misogyny.
The dictionary explains misogyny as hatred, dislike or mistrust of women. The recent events that have surfaced raise a question; are Indian men developing a kind of misogyny towards women? And if they are, what is the reason for it?
The answers to these questions are not easy to find,it may even be impossible. But what is more important than finding answers, is to come up with ways to control men who want to become moral policemen and take law into their own hands. A law which, in the first place, does not exist.  Nowhere in the constitution of India is it mentioned that women are not supposed to visit bars or hang out at parties and have fun. When it is not so, who is anybody to beat up women let alone stop them? Such acts only portray that men are trying to be dominant and keep their hold on women. And what they also portray is that these men have no sense of respect for women and that they need to be taught a lesson.
  And if the laws and rights, that are said to be made predominantly for women and children, do not protect them, then where should the women look to for support?
Grace Jaya.

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Humanity exists or not...???


Finally I understood that i am living with two kinds of souls i.e. people who has humanity and another one is those who doesn’t care about humanity. In our daily life surely we would have gone through something which made us to recognise meaning exists in humanity. Today when I was travelling with my friend, saw from far that one accident had took place and I know it’s just a minor and everything will get to normal before I reach that place but something was there which made me to yield knowledge. I saw and realised that, there were some people who was staring at them instead of helping and some wants to help but something which was stopping them to help and some was busy with their own life, behaving like nothing happened and lastly two people came out from that crowd to help. When I noticed and clarify that why those people who wanted to help couldn’t do was because of police case kind of thing which scared them to help.
These shows still there are some people who have tending and befriendly nature and which can only keep humanity alive and will keep humanity alive. This incident might be the small one but very attractive and attentive which enables me to learn something.

Saturday, August 25, 2012

HOME FOR HOMELESS PEOPLE...!!

PUDUCHERRY:  

Is it possible to make homeless word into home..? yes it’s, Mr. invisible who did this. Generally. There are some people who are not able to afford to fulfil the social needs of the life. The statistics of United Nations Commission on Human Rights  notes that, an estimated100 million people -one-quarter of the world's population- live without shelter or in unhealthy and unacceptable conditions. Over 100 million people around the world have no shelter whatsoever and poverty is counted as first main reason for this.
Once there was a person who tried to overcome this problem in Puducherry but the thing is he is invisible for all people. He was like Robin hood but he served all those people with his own finance.
Angalamman, one among those homeless people said, “he really did a good job. In this period who is ready to help other but he really made his stand high on us. He arranged a place where he gathered all the homeless people and served everyone. All this was alive till he was alive, the moment he expired, for us its like everything has been taken back from us. We felt really bad even many people cried like anything. Yes we felt bad, not for seeing our future as same as we were but for missing a person who made humanity word alive.”

Another voice was telling the same what Angalamman said but Ramya added, “ we have got home but we lost a person who made us to understand humanity word and now I don’t see anything like same, even the counting is increases day by day of homeless people”.
The people want their government to take step like same what Mr. invisible did atleast to decrease half of the count of homelessness and these voices was full of pang.

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

An Indian Girl – Morality Over Ages


Every girl gets to hear from her parents, “It was never like this in our generation. We were not supposed to wear jeans, nor talk to any guy other than our own brothers. If we did, we would be beaten up and also jailed at home. No more school, no play, no work!” As a young child, every girl is endowed with a long list of rules and regulations to follow, right from the way she dresses to whom she speaks to, everywhere she goes.  A wide disparity exists in the way a girl is being treated since ages. The phenomenon of creating moral boundaries for women has taken on both new and familiar ways. The familiar ways continue – surveillance over where women go, what they wear, how they speak, who they speak to, and so on. Newer forms have also emerged: legislative force (such as the closure of dance bars in Mumbai) or coercive violence (like the Shiv Sena on a rampage separating men and women sitting together on Valentines’ Day), or institutional alarm (dress codes for girls in colleges and universities), or a nebulous and unwritten moral social force – which condones harmful traditional and cultural practices like sati and the marginalisation of widows, sometimes in the name of protecting our traditions against Westernisation or in the name of ‘Indian tradition’.

People around the country believe that they live in a society formed under patriarchal guidelines, and a woman has no say in it. But, actually, the woman has lost her control over the community she had built out of her own hands. And so now, when the woman feels suffocated and wants to break the walls she is enclosed within, the man – now powerful – does not let the woman take a stand, giving rise to Feminism and Male Chauvinism. But when you look around, you will find the world was made for the woman. The third verse of the Beatitudes in the Sermon on the Mount by the Lord Jesus quoted from Matthew 5:5 says, “Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.” Here, ‘meek’ being the female species, which are meant to be delicate and humble. That doesn’t stop the woman from doing the work she has been doing these days, nor does that allow a man to set the limits of what the woman has to do. 

Most people are unaware of the fact that morality differs from place to place. If a girl in the North India is not allowed to leave home with a ‘dupatta’ wrapped around her chest, a girl in parts of South India may be without the ‘dupatta’, only with the blouse and skirt. Similarly, morality issues have changed over a period of time. Now women are not only allowed to leave home and go out seeking for work men specialised in, but also go out for late night parties at a pub, dancing, drinking, smoking, and so on. For the urban youth, this is seen as any other normality but for the still rural and backward crowd in India, it is a matter of shame and ill manners. 

Who sets the limits and norms of morality is yet unknown, though everyone wants to push her/his standards on each other in the society, in the presumption that she/he can think the best. If people start respecting each other, the recent cases like the Assam Molestation Case or the Mangalore Home Stay Incident would never have had taken place. Everyone needs to understand that if they are trying to uphold the Indian Tradition by taking up adverse measures against Westernisation that will only lead to the formation of more rebels in the society who will be termed as ‘Bachchallan’, meaning immoral woman.