Heaven

Monsoon is at its full bloom. The weather has become beautiful, people seem more bouyant and radiant. Things have become so lively. The other day i went to the park in my society. It was so refreshing, seeing those little ones run around. What caught my attention most was this man aged around 35, sitting on a slide because his daughter was forcing him to sit on the slide and prevent her from falling. The sight was so cute. For a while i wanted to go back to my childhood, to that innocent age. But then I realised that beside me was my mom walking with me. I swept into thinking how would she feel seeing me grown into what i am? Memories of my own chilhood filled my mind, everything around has changed, every relation has become more intense or faded but this one bond has been just as it was 22 years ago. That warm smile which has remained as such. The unconditional love in that huge heart and support and in those gleaming eyes. I looked at her for a moment and felt so content. She has been a firm pillar of strenght for me, the wind blew and with it i could smell her scent, most familiar and pleasant smell. I walked with her just speaking nothing, clicked a few photographs of her...the prettiest living thing. An unexplicable urge to hug her tight and kiss her, but with full force I kept myself from doing that because i knew that there would be a sway of emotion which would make my dumb eyes water. I walked back home with her, kept my head in her lap and lost myself in heaven.

"The Unknown"

Last night when I slept

I opened my eyes wide

All I could see..

Was me sitting, right by my beside

I held my hand..

And walked on the sand..

No footprints to follow…was my first time

To walk with me and only me..I thought would be no crime

The wind naive, didn’t know to blow

The dark night had no way to show..

I could crawl, I could walk… I ran

I couldn’t hold my hand…

Like a snap..it was gone

The hand left me alone

No way to go back….just had to go on..

Stuck I was..in my thoughts..

When I knew I didn’t have to think

I could have walked straight or just stopped ..

But I waited for the kink

Then I felt some soul beside....in my ear it hummed,

It was of a stranger but didn't seem unknown

I hesitated, i contemplated, stood there stoned,

I noticed, through the darkness its aura shone,

Not weak to stop,not strong to move..

With the end of road…I had nothing left to prove

The sea was silent just as were we,

He was just staring and didn't say a word to me,

Yet I understood it all,Never had i felt this before,

I felt some inexplicable content, standing at that shore,

My eyes met his,

All thorough out i had waited for a moment like this,

He held my hand...

and walked on the sand....

Our footprints followed us...Was our first time

To walk with him and only him i knew was no crime

The wind in rhythm blew so soft,

The bright light dawn had brought...

I could  crawl, I could walk.. I ran

In his hand he held my hand...

I closed my eyes…and I woke up..

I wish I could sleep that again…

Its Right being Wrong

Is there anything at once so routine and so loathed as the revelation that we were mistaken? Like the exam that’s returned to us covered in red ink, being wrong makes us cringe and slouch down in our seats. It makes our hearts sink and our dander rise.


Sometimes we hate being wrong because of the consequences. Mistakes can cost us time and money, expose us to danger or inflict harm on others, and erode the trust extended to us by our community. Yet even when we are wrong about completely trivial matters — when we mispronounce a word,we often respond with embarrassment, irritation, defensiveness, denial, and blame. Deep down, it is wrongness itself that we hate.


Being wrong, we feel, signals something terrible about us.We feel that our errors are evidence of our gravest social, intellectual, and moral failings.Of all the things we’re wrong about, this view of error might well top the list. As ashamed as we may feel of our mistakes, they are not a byproduct of all that’s worst about being human. On the contrary: They’re a byproduct of all that’s best about us. We don’t get things wrong because we are uninformed and lazy and stupid and evil. We get things wrong because we get things right. The more scientists understand about cognitive functioning, the more it becomes clear that our capacity to err is utterly inextricable from what makes the human brain so swift, adaptable, and intelligent.
Will we realise the importance of being right if we were never wrong? Doing wrong motivates us not to do that again. So dont get dejected when u are wrong, remember you are just afew steps away from being right!!

Are we credible enough?

 The basic instinct of man has remain unchanged through all these ages and millions and trillions of changes that man has gone through in every aspect be it social, economic or physical.'evolution' is the saga of human life. 'Change' is by far the most important ingredient in the recipe of human nature.Stagnance is trepedatious to this tamed animal. Man is a social being just as all other animals are who flock together in groups. Just like other animals he believes in the ' Survival of the fittest'. Then what makes this 'man' so superior that he has evolved at a far greater pase than the rest of the species? The hunger of man for more, his want and unsatisfaction can be the major driving force of his clandestine mission. 'Greed' in this case proves to be constructive as opposed to the common notion. So it can be derived that greed is what has made man to become what he is today. If we settle for what we have we would never have more. Could all the inventions be possible? If stagnance was acceptable by human species then we probably would be living like apes, making our homes on trees and feeding our younger ones. Life would have been different altogether. But thank human nature for its want for change that we have grown to become 'intelligent'beings. It is so commendable that how he has given shape to his belief in a supreme power. Though he is by far the strongest creature alive yet he gives in to the divinity of some supreme being.
These qualities in him are usually overlooked.  But today we realise that the basic tendency of human nature is leading us to a downfall. He has interfered with the balance of nature. Global warming, depletion of fresh water resources and deforestation are the examples of this downfall. His want for change is not going to end so what will be the extent of change that he can get. Should it be believed that this intelligent specie would become extinct if this change continues to change the face of earth? Or should we give enough credibility to him and believe that he would still find out a way for a better and brighter future?

Life's Good

A wonderful morning, you open your eyes when the blessings devine lighten u your room and warm your face. yes, its not with the buzz of an alarm and there is no rush to get up and get ready for work. And then an even better thought crosses your mind that you could probably roll in your bed for another hour or two. Now when you finally wake up, You sit next to your huge window(with a pleasant breeze) soothing your soul and read the newspaper with a mug of strong coffee. And then you move out to your balcony recollecting the perfect dinner that you had last night. Believe me its awesome to have dinner under the stary sky, almost 50 ft above ground level with soft music and a calm breeze. And ofcourse tasty food, Chicken nuggets with cheese and wafers...kadai panner...rajma and then chocolates and icecream for desert :). a hearty meal...prepared(mostly) by your ownself. You ask yourself...what more do you want in life and u realize that you want a lot more....all this is not enough...no not really...it might be for your heart but not for your mind and you again start husstling bustling to and fro the house to get ready for your class(which you joined 'coz u wanted MORE from life) and bang you ruin your peace of mind with your ambitions. To be continued....(i am getting late for my class ;->)