Curious Tourist

Time stops at Kasauli There are so many hill stations to contemplate upon that one is spoilt for choice while deciding to visit one of them- more so when one is in the beautiful city of Chandigarh from where the hilly places are not too far away. This time we decided to explore the sweet little town of Kasauli which is inconspicuously situated in the pristine and green Shivaliks. It is a quaint and placid destination which is still as obscure as any remote and dusty village in UP, notwithstanding the 150 years since its discovery by our colonizers. Being a cantonment settlement of the Indian army, Kasauli is undoubtedly one of the cleanest hill stations in the country. With littering attracting a penalty of Rs 1500 and ban on plastic bags being religiously implemented in the entire city, it is definitely a paradise for nature aficionados. Kasauli offers an old worldly charm- inviting those seeking solace and peace. Scores of photographers, poets and writers flock to the

One big and happy family...  – are we? There is no big a hypocrite than a human being who feigns every action with impeccable skill and tries to win hearts through his slyly contrived emotions. He nevertheless calls himself a human, notwithstanding his baleful and fiendish motives aimed at making this world bereft of all hope and light. A jungle with hundreds of different species living in harmony seems to be more peaceful and united than a colony of human beings. Differences arose since the time humans evolved and came into existence which was aeons ago; not much has changed since. In fact, as humans have grown and proliferated, their thinking has narrowed and their horizons have shrunk to a  minuscule . In the earliest of civilizations, everyone was a shareholder and society was egalitarian. As people evolved corporeally and developed spiritually, thoughts and beliefs emerged which gave vent to philosophy and to a concept which has since been the biggest bone of cont

Time to learn something from the animals! How callous and heartless can a society be? A helpless man cries for help with his wife and a baby lying unconscious in a pool of blood, with all his moans and wails falling on deaf ears as the passersby move on apathetically; this heart wrenching scene is from a Jaipur highway underscoring a  lack of compassion, concern and empathy in humans for members of their own species. Humans are superior species as they cogitate, build, innovate and thereby rule this world with pomp. But if humans continue to besmirch their image by displaying such heinous and deplorable acts of gross apathy, then it would be prudent to place the animals higher up on the ladder of “moral progress”. We can thereby safely state that animals are not only anthropomorphic but even better than most humans in terms of mutual understanding, relationships and virtues like compassion, kindness and sympathy. A recent survey undertook by several wildlife experts has vind

Living in the illusory world “There are no accidents”. Everything happens for a reason which is vindicated some time later during the course of this long mystical journey called life. Sometimes it may take multiple lifetimes for things to start making sense, to fall back into place and to hold substantial meaning in them. Most of the times, it becomes rather difficult to understand the meaning of life in its entirety as the hoe-poll-oi continue to live in dark chambers of ignorance deriving illusory pleasures from petty materialistic gains. A sudden awakening or realization, either fortuitously (because of some good deeds committed in past life) or as a result of deep penance (in this life), dawns upon only a few inhabiting this illusory world. These are ordinary people but it is due to their knowledge of the ultimate truth that they acquire enlightened minds and unblemished souls, thereby exuding greatness and an unparalleled wisdom. Immense greatness does not come wi

This is my first ever poem which I penned down some 8 years back to recite in my school morning assembly. Music Music is my passion, Music is my life, It makes my thoughts go wild, But it can be very sweet and very mild. Sometimes music is so slow, But it helps the melody to flow. Music is ubiquitous in every country, But it is not made in any industry. Music originates from deep within our heart And, is just like a never stopping cart. To revel in music is quite peaceful which makes our soul pretty joyful. Music is rapidly growing day by day, As if, there is no time to stay. Music is just running like a train, which fills many good things in our brain. To be in the world of music is interesting, It seems as if our mind is resting. Music can only attract everyone, For it doesn’t have anything to repel anyone. Music is our passion, Music is our life.

When a mother decides to live... In the dark and gloomy chambers of a decrepit house, Lived a lady in tormenting fear and despair Her innocence forbidden her to rebel and grouse, Against the animal so wild and unfair An epitome of forgiveness and peace, She was a selfless and caring mother Angels were pretty; alas the animal never cared to bother A more sinister recipe was perhaps brewing in his fiendish pressure cooker That night was going to be long and dark Sun ran to the west leaving the dark chambers darker than ever A strange stillness presaged an extinguished lamp forever as the animal began to give shape to his plan in most diabolical manner It did something inconceivable to human race Its impeccably planned act left them with no time to brace Horribly woken from her nightmarish dream, she drowned in liquid fire It dissolved her eyes and ears – both – as she shielded her angels from the acidic ire At first it tasted acerbic, then

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.....