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Boundaries

August 17, 2018 in Random Awesomeness

We fight for its security
Even if it divides humanity
This is mine, this is yours
And all that demonic force
Cross it and you will be slain
Not sure what great we actually gain——
From this artificial division
That kills the spirits of humans and those of a Nation.

– Alok Sikdar

by Saurabh

FEARLESS

August 17, 2018 in Random Awesomeness

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A digital symbolic illustration of our freedom fighters.

by Saurabh

Death-the ultimate peacemaker

August 17, 2018 in Random Awesomeness

People say God is the ultimate truth of life ,but I say it’s the  Death .Some people trust God and His superpowers,some dont .Why? Becasue we havent seen Him but Death, death is something we have all  seen ,we have experienced the pain of somebody leaving us forever.

Death of a dear one creates too much pain in the heart. Its not an external bruise but one that is internal contusion which creates a vacuum within.It is true the pain is unbearable ,again followed by last rites and rituals which just aggravates the agony.I donot want my death to be mourned at. Neither do I want my death to be at a hospital or home or any such place.I donot wish to see my beloved people with teary eyes standing around me helplessly.I donot wish to see that pain in their eyes.I want to die unnoticed ,unattended ,just like a gush of wind blown away.

I would want to die while skydiving from a parachute but yes,making sure that it is not my first time..Ofcourse I want to experience the skydiving experience in entirety atleast once.Yes ,death can occur on my third or fourth trial.(as if it was in my hands :P)

I want to breathe my last breath up in the air,high above, where I’m made to plunge out off the aircraft ,strong wind beating against my face ,where im overwhelmed with ecstasy ,where I could feel my heart thumping ,I could feel the serenity of a life time at once.High above where there is no noise,no honking of horns,no chit chatting ,no abusing ,no giggling , no weeping: just peace. The tranquility of  senses ,where the mind is absolutely one with the soul .Just me and my soul. I want to experience my soul before departing from this world.Up in the air,where my parachute is open and the last breath that I breathe out ,fluttering down with the terminal velocity ,I lay lifeless on the carpet of the strong wind ,folded in the blanket of nature’s tender breeze. I want to descend swinging down on earth with a smile on my dormant face ,reflecting my wish of death fulfilled.

All peace and nothing else…

as they say ‘ shor to zingdi krti hai,maut to shant hoti  hai’

by Saurabh

While watering her Bonsai plants

August 17, 2018 in Random Awesomeness

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“Did not get to see and wear the saree; did not get to hear the conchshell, the instrument of Lord Vishnu; did not get to see the magnificent blazing lamps near the Ganges; did not get to percieve the yellow seseme; did not get to drink churned salted milk after a Sunday morning breakfast; did not smell the sweet garlands of tiny white flowers gifted to idols of Gods; did not get a set of colorful glass bangles; did not get to listen to any hymn on the streets; did not get to see those elegant kolhapuri chappals. 

She had got to sit and stand with English speaking people; she had got to see and live around the glistening, flashing lights of the Times Square, something that she had always wanted; she had got to live on the 30th floor of a building from the lovely balcony of which she would often see how small the world was. But she still missed her country any random evening while watering her bonsai plants.”

                                          Samridhi Aneja

Background Picture Credits: https://www.instagram.com/__an_expressive_soul

by Saurabh

Azadi Abhi baaki hai

August 17, 2018 in Random Awesomeness

Azad hue hogaya humko zamana.

Azad hue hogaya humko zamana.

Fir bhi jakade hue hai humko,

banatne wale Afsana.

Log kya kahenge uske dar se ,maarte hai hum apni chahate.

Logo se kya darna unka to kaam hi hai humko darana.

Jis din dur hoga ye dar, Nikal ke aayega asli hunar.

Azad hue hogaya humko zamana.

Azad hue hogaya humko zamana.

by Saurabh

Coexistence

August 16, 2018 in Random Awesomeness

India is a blend of tradition and modernity, where people all of cultures coexist together. This is the only nation where the veena and the violin play together, the sari and the skirt are worn together. We Indians are a team; as long as we know how to play the instruments well, we can play any kind of beautiful music.

Our nation is a melting pot of gold and silver, and we believe in coexistence.  Read the rest of this entry →

by Saurabh

While watering her Bonsai plants

August 16, 2018 in Random Awesomeness

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“Did not get to see and wear the saree; did not get to hear the sea shell, the instrument of Lord Vishnu; did not get to see the magnificent blazing lamps near the Ganges; did not get to percieve the yellow seseme; did not get to drink churned salted milk after a Sunday morning breakfast; did not smell the sweet garlands of tiny white flowers gifted to idols of Gods; did not get a set of colorful glass bangles; did not get to listen to any hymn on the streets; did not get to see those elegant kolhapuri chappals. 

She had got to sit and stand with English speaking people; she had got to see and live around the glistening, flashing lights of the Times Square, something that she had always wanted; she had got to live on the 30th floor of a building from the lovely balcony of which she would often see how small the world was. But she still missed her country any random evening while watering her bonsai plants.”

                                          Samridhi Aneja

Background Picture Credits: https://www.instagram.com/__an_expressive_soul

by Saurabh

Break Your Boundaries

August 16, 2018 in Random Awesomeness

Sometimes its the boundaries created by self that restrict us to achieve the unimaginable.
We never know what’s next until we get down there but again It’s our own fears that keep holding us.
So may be only ‘we’ need to get out of our comfort zones and erase the boundaries beyond which we have infinite to capture!

by Saurabh

Boundaries

August 16, 2018 in Random Awesomeness

I saw a family , quite well off ,wearing branded clothes ,travelling to different places, eating good food day in day out.God had not deprived them of anything but one most precious treasure of the world.

One day a new member enters tge house. She is known as the new daughter in law.The newly wed wqs welcomed n treated beautifully bit gradually evrything started changing . Bifurcations of jobs,activities was quite a thing there in the house. Earnings was a man’ s job and ruling the house was ofcourse the Mother in law’s. The new girl was an educated one,had her dreams ,lived her ambitions but she had to stand up to the expectations of the new family in order to be accepted. We have a virtual boundry here..speak what they want to hear not what you want to say.Dress up the way they want to see you and not the way u feel good about it. Sugarcoat everything that comes out of ur mouth even though you like or dislike..ahh..that virtual boundry…boundries tht never should be broken …its a long lineage…the girl took care of her nupital bond .she forgot about her pains of crushed dreams, she forgot about what she actually wanted to do in life..she was no more treated like a princess now. She twisted, tussled in pain and burden of the boundaries erected.but all went in vain.she pleaded n grieved to show the ruler’s doubled faced outlook hiding under the veil but again the man she trusted the most failed her,he turned a deaf ear to her.

She wailed, wept, cried herself to sleep every night because she wasnt allowed to speak her heart out!!Why…ofcourse she is the daughter in law and they’re bound to adjust ,to accomodate the way they are kept. WHY!! The long lineage of cultural amd traditional boundaries. Boundaries that are enforced only on one of the genders .The nupital bond that are considered sacred, rather they never were.how can anything be sacred which in itself is highly biased and unfair.A bond which s boubdaries of family lineage around a girl and not a guy , who by the way is equally married to the girl , as much as the girl is..how can the boundaries of one’ s traditions define that the girl has to obey each every rule of the new house but the guy should remain distant from his new family which ofcourse is the girl’s side.Who defines these boundaries where all rights of a free spirited girl is taken away in the name of traditions and she is made to remain just in the so called Confines,  where she is not even allowed to choose the place she wants to dwell..Yes these are boundaries only..stretched unnecessarily,  illogically,out of superstitious with a zeal of not letting the new bee live her life on her terms .. Boundaries are the unwanted gifts that come along with our so called sacred bond which is actually left no more sacred because of such limitations .Bounds  can never ever help any one grow happy..These are actual burden.They do take away one’s soul.

Thanks

by Saurabh

 MY WALK FOR FREEDOM

August 16, 2018 in Random Awesomeness

I heard them talking, they said my work was not so much like the society in which we are living.

They discussed about my office time, my life so not morally defined.

I believed it to be their concern but it was giving them grief as they said society is not so modern.

They reasoned my self-reliance to be the cause of the unfortunate ends, tell me, I said,  then why we fought for independence?

What modernism is everyone expecting? For what sort of independence were we then fighting?

It was better to be slave when a girl cannot walk safely at her place.

I smelled mansplainig, I was told girls look good only at home making.

Working out is not a part of home making? No, they said in a commanding voice, it gives them freedom to decide, to do things as they like.

I felt burned in fire of misogyny, they said men are wise and so are the deciding authority.

I screamed in agony, cried profusely;

Close the brothel doors when women look good with kitchen stoves.

I was shattered to the tiniest piece, as they said lips are only to smile under the veil and not to question the supreme.

That night I prayed and fought for the freedom again, what is physical freedom for when you are mentally caged?

Regards,

Itika Juyal

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