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Once there was a..... (Part -II)


She lost the self confidence but not the hope.
She loved him like no one else can.
She cared for him like no other can.

I remember the day, i was sitting in the patio and she came, sat on the ground and she put her head on my laps.
She said
"I'm not happy, but yes, I'm the reason of his smile.
I'm not living the love .... like I always wanted. But yes, his eyes shines with me and when I see him smiling, everytime I find him happy.... I do smile.
But yes.. I'm loosing myself for making me perfect for him.
Am I wrong?"
"Wrong?" I looked at her while combing her soft hair with my fingers.
She continued "yes! This should never be any reason to get confused like this. Why can't I be happy for him, his happiness, his joy, his satisfaction.
Why can't I make myself to feel good without any hesitation?
Why.... 
Am I this much selfish?
Doesn't he deserve to be happy like this?"

"Don't you deserve to be happy from ur core?" I questioned.
"I don't know anything" she looked up and it was a tear rolling out from her eye on the cheek that  looked like a golden pearl cz of the red sky of evening.

I asked her to look at the sky.... See the dusk.
"Sun sets... Everyday. But it always know that it'll rise next day.
Do you have idea... When will you be happy, while being in this relationship?
He is happy with you cz you are giving.
When will you get the same love .... that you always gave to him."

She looked into my eyes. But didn't utter a single word.
May be, she too was looking for the same answer.


I can't breathe

My skin color can't make me 
to accept the inhale of frippery.





George,
I'm sorry to know that you died and finally met the peace, where no color discrimination works.
But you know what, here back on earth... We all are united for the justification of the inhuman behaviour...done to you.
The crowd unite, cry and hope ....even will made this revolution to give you justice. But deep down in their heart... Racism will stay.
Racism is not about just color, but many more things that we all know.
But why?... This is my question. Why we can't just stop being superior?
Why can't we treat others like just normal human?
I always think .... Is My color, my caste, my physique, my society, my clothes only my introduction?
Can't the person put some efforts to know me... Before judging me on my appearance?
Can't the person put some efforts to know the treatment I deserve before punishing me?
Why can't my appearance be judged with my pure and calm eyes and smile?
Why my color dominates over my politeness, my talent, my character?
Why my persona get much respect over my character?

---Narayani
   (Another black.... like you)



Karma works


समंदर भी भाप बन
इस आग का ग्रास बना है,
तेरी तो फिर बिसात ही क्या है?


पाप कर्म से तो
ब्रह्मा का भी शीश कब बचा,
तो तेरे आसुओं में गंगा कहा है?



Sometimes, it's easy to do a sin and realize our mistake.
But is this how the karma works?
If You have made a sin and then you should be prepared for the pay back too.
Realisation can helps you to distinguish the difference between the punishment and the pay back of your karma.
#karma_works




Be your own dawn

.

In the endless dark...
After a hopeless night
That cool breeze on my face...
Made me to open the eye
N greet the first light.

The morning breeze
Feed my soul with hope,
And my heart with strength

I've seen the struggle that dawn made
That just severe the murky to make sky pale
It brawled to end the every sign of inks
And that rage then come to shine,
To make it's own.... The entire sky.

Indian railways step forward for labours.




 मिल गए पहिए उन कदमों को,
अब शायद जा के उस भी अपनी मिट्टी मिले।

जिंदगी जो धोखे पर उतर आई है
शायद उसे भी मां की गोद मिले।

यूं तो परिवार की बेबसी का सहारा बन वो चौखट से बाहर आया था,
घर के चूल्हे की ताप... आज बस अपने बच्चो के निवाले कि उम्मीद में तड़के उठे।

मंदी के इस दौर में मजबूती भी मजबूर हुई
लेकिन उम्मीदों की इस कड़ी में ,
आज जा के वो बचपन की गली से तो मिले।।

--- नारायणी




मेरे देश का मज़दूर...
मजबूत है,
मजबूर नहीं।

It is glad to know that indian railways has taken a strong initiative for the migration of labour to their home state. 
A huge congratulations to people suffering from this issue and respect to the government.

Forever/ Window to the dark.

 Sitting on the couch in the bay window, she gazes the stars in the dark empyrean; the misty clouds playing with the moon and the balmy moon...