Thursday 22 March 2012

The Peeping Alice!!!!


In my school days the very thought of ‘travel’ would make me feel enthusiastic. Right from dressing up to walking through the by lanes holding my father’s hand would make me feel on top of the world and then comes the most beautiful part of the journey, the train journey. Unlike these days, waiting for the train to arrive was fun. The very thought of sitting beside the window made the journey irresistible and to my brother’s dismay I would fight for the window seat, which he would eventually give up. Sitting there would give me a feeling of undisputed empress. I would peep through the window just like an ‘Alice in the wonderland’. May be I was wondering about the magic of the Mother Nature which never failed to mesmerise me or I was wondering why are these trees and land moving with me and of course I was happy that the I was much faster than all of them.

Nowadays that enthusiasm is taken over by tiredness. The curiosity of observing things around is missing. Initially I thought all this was of the fact that I wasn’t the innocent Alice anymore, but now I realize that this was because of absence of beautiful things around. I am surrounded by people all the time who have different attitudes. Some are rebellious, some are calm, some are tactful, some are talkative and surprisingly some are busy, because they have mastered the art of working in absolute chaos. The train is a droplet of the people ocean which tells us that ‘City has grown manifold but society hasn’t­ where people are not ready to share their public space. Now peeping through the window was not at all fun as I could only see uprooted trees, concrete jungles, slums and filthy surroundings. Moreover I am so busy safeguarding my own space and constantly thinking of getting out of that crowded hell that there is ‘no time to stand and stare’. Maybe I am also one of those ignorant human to nature…

Ignorance has made this earth a ‘living hell’. It’s all because I think that my one waste plastic bag would not make any difference if dumped on roads. It’s because I think how would my spitting on roads will affect the environment? It’s because I think how would I by being corrupt and insensible make this place polluted? It’s because I think, I am not responsible for all this destruction it just happened so, when man was just trying to make a better place.

I wonder when I will enjoy “Peeping through the window” again in my life. When will I have the same curiosity to explore the beauties of Nature? When will people start sharing their public space? I think all this questions will have only one answer......

“You must be the change you wish to see in the world”.

       



   

Friday 2 March 2012

'Mercy'......its just a word!!!!


I looked around,

With no penny or a pound,

With a helpless face,

But an endless pace,

Covered with mud and dirt,

And not with a shirt,

I gazed the glee in their eyes,

And stared the abundant hands,

I did stretch mine,

Which wasn’t a good sign,

As I pestered,

They angrily gestured,

Pushed me hard on the ground,

Thud!! Was the sound,

Weak as I am,

Got up and moved on,

It’s a morsel of food I need,

But no one ready to feed!

The day started with all your smiles,

We just used to walk some miles,

Giggling and chirping over a lost pound,

With arms clasping around,

Pulled each other’s backpacks,

Laughed over someone’s knacks,

And sadly part ways,

Only to meet the next day,

Pockets were penny less,

And moments just priceless!!!