Curious Tourist

Lunatic Stardom Stars seem to be snobbish. They stay away, far far away from us. Perhaps to keep intact their dignity and status. Though they are bright and flashy, like diamond studded golden jewellery, they hardly exude warm generosity. What’s the use of all this light and energy, if night continues to be dark and gloomy? Learn from the moon-“Oh star will you?” Not having anything of its own, It borrows some light from another star. Rather, it steals some of the light, to help anyone in plight. It shows the way to an aimless vagabond, who lurks in darkness sans a friendly bond. As it lights up the trees and the nests, trying to dispel the darkness from here and there, It gives us hope and lots of hope that life is worth living every moment, that there are many paths and many choices, that there is always some light at the end of the dark tunnel.....

Poignant Memoirs of an Indian Pain and sorrow descended on Kashmir valley. Heavy tears of separation flowed incessantly. An outcome of a precipitous partition, fueled by a bitter Hindu-Muslim polarization. Begum Jaan parted from her only child. Her tears had probably frozen. Like a stone statue, she stood by the border, in deep solicitude for her lost daughter. Skirmishes and wars prolonged her wait. Not less than four decades later, she met her at last. She had lived imagining how her child’s voice would change over time. She heard her familiar voice and finally touched her. Her daughter cried with mixed emotions. She wanted to see her like she had left her as a child. Years of endless wait had made her weak and frail. She stood there, unable to see her daughter. Tears of anxiousness and longing, had perhaps drained her eyes of all the visible light. That night, she slept holding her hand, refusing to wake up the day after.

An ode to our pride Thick black stripes against a bright burning skin, Ears sensitive enough to pick up sound of dropping pin, Fearless roar and eloquent eyes with g l ittering spark, Sans this member, the forest is nothing more than a deer park. A spectacular creature so grand and canny, He is one of its kind among cats so many. Canines of Shark make him a vice predator. Muscles of Cheetah make him a swift runner. His gait is as proud and majestic as a royal king. He marks his authority with a roar loud and deafening. Having a demeanor of Hitler’s tyranny, he is at war with anyone intruding into his territory. He is ferocious, arrogant and not at all submissive. Alas, he is turning more and more elusive. Let us join hands to put an end to reckless poaching, to behold his royal magic and charisma once again unfolding.

Kargil Vijay Diwas A soldier never dies unless he is forgotten.Please remember this special day when Kargil was officially declared free of the Pakistani intruders.In fact we should celebrate every other day as the Kargil Vijay Diwas so that all those fearless Jawans remain in our hearts forever.  

My First Sketch A picture is worth a thousand words.If not thousand, the above sketch is surely trying to say a few words.

When your pals leave for IIT leaving you behind This is just for you my friend, creating poems for pals is a common trend. Although I have known you for less than a year, Your departing now will surely bring a tear. You can bend it like Beckham and pull it like Sachin. You are tough, honest and true from within. You can transform darkest of times to balmy and sunny, since you are wise, canny as well as funny. Be what you are and always keep shining. Don’t worry dude, you will not get mining.

The Death Triangle Flanked by the prominent terra firma of Bermuda and Miami, It engulfs even those pilots and sailors who are too canny Pilots grouse that their electronic equipment fail Sailors decide to call it quits as the furious storm disrupts sail. Researchers call it the warping of time and space, that eats up the airplanes with lightning pace. Is there any unusual tectonic activity beneath the sea? Or the answers lie in depths of universe only God can see. This triangle continues to be an unanswered conundrum The enigma troubles even those having an Einstein’s cerebrum. Perhaps it’s a warp hole leading to another blue planet like ours, where those thousands are leading a life brighter than stars.