FACE

Beyond the face that we carry everywhere
there hide so many faces.
The range of emotions,thoughts,intentions that are waiting to explode
keeps me amazed !!!

For every lip that utter few words
there pops a face whose eyes whisper a different story
for every "OH! WOW,what a cool life"
sometimes emerges a face that gives in not so happy history !

The faces that yearn for
help,hope,care,love ,joy,estacy
are wrapped up neatly under the face with fixed cold expressions.

"Everybody trying to put up a perfect mask
in this not so perfect world "
isn't it an IRONY ..........
of being an " HUMANBEING "!!!

FAREWELL PAPA...........

Lost my Papa (father n law) recently and his death was my first time losing someone close.
I realised nothing prepares u for this terrible blow of fate.One moment the person is there and the next second he is gone............where I don't know but his all things are there as they were.His cup,his pillow,his medicines...........clothes.Only the next day when I woke up he was not there.
It took time to sink that he was not there anymore.From the time I stepped into this home as daughter n law dad was always there.A big part of my married life revolved around him.When I went to work and came back home he was there,when akansha was born and we brought her home he was there..she went to school for first time he was there.........me going anywhere and coming back home was coming back to Papa.
We had our fair share of troubles,we used to fight, compromise,adjust,tease,laugh but we both knew we were there for each other....he was more for me.A very strong support in my life......his absence makes me realise all this.I miss him terribly.
Frying bhajiyas when it rains ,vada pavs on saturdays,making puris on festivals ,eating sweets ,choclates,icecreams,dussera poojas,diwalipooja........are going to be no longer fun...they remind me of him.
I know as time passes the pain will wither away,life will move on but dad a part of me will always miss u for there is nobody to call me "RAJU" now and nobody ever will........

POEM: SOULMATES

I see that we are so alike

for I see that like me

even you are coping up with your own insecurities and harsh realities,

fighting endlessly with your fears

sometimes utterly exhausted..sometimes bravely.

I see my reflection in you

when I see you passionate about the things you cherish

listening with your eyes closed to some melody or

tapping your foot to some dance no.

I see that we are so identical

when we talk endlessly on various topics till dawn

and laugh heartily at some stupid silly jokes.

I also realise

that your presence in my life

invokes the goodness in me,

it reaffirms my faith in humanity.

Although our worlds seem so apart

but on divine plane we seem to be one.

For my SOUL whispers to my HEART softly the fact

"YOU AND ME ARE SOULMATES"

MY STUDENTS

Growing up perhaps,I always felt I lost something...........happiness-unbashed happiness. Remember the time when were in school or college how we use to laugh uncontrollably on any silly thing .One look from a friend and there we used to burst in fit of giggles.Ya I am talking about that happiness-pure,innocent,untouched,untainted.Yes I found it again when I became a lecturer ,-among my students

"MY children"(thats what the Principal says "Shveta your child did this ..yr class child did that and so on......)

I find them pure ,innocent,alive.Don't judge them by their externals:they may wear too small too fit clothes,have weird hairstyles,talk in funny accents,throw stupid attitudes but apart from their externals everything is right about them.They have their hearts at the right place.They love uncontrollably and more important unconditionally,they are not hypocrates.They don't have the prejudices that you or I may have as adults.They haven't got into anlaysis stage where we analyse every thought and deed and become paralatic.

Beyond the random drugs and sex stories their lies a generation whose essence is still uncorrupted.They are more concerned about environment and other social causes and issues which we were not when we were of their age.

They are the kind of people I admire:open alive and spontaneous.

Parents and teachers grumble"what he has seen n life ?". They treat them harshly "oh they are still kids what do they know?"

WRONG, they know what we adults don't know .We strive for happiness they are happiness. They are all the hopes that we allowed to get collapsed,they are still those dreams we allowed to wither away with time.They are everything that stands for life.
I may never be in my teens again but I still have alot to learn from them.While interacting with them I always realise happiness has an address and its them

poem :SOLITUDE

I love my solitude moments............

these are divine's rare presents

a state in which

I am in complete harmony with everything

and celestial charms are weaving their spell on me

I love my solitude moments.........

as they offer me glimpses of millions of lives passing by

a chance to cherish old memories ,

they also provide me with hope and courage

for turning into reality my sweet future dreams

I love my solitude moments.............

where I am not role playing anything

I cease to be a mother,teacher,friend ,daughter or a wife

I am just me,me and simply ME !