The defeat..

A freckled face, wide smile and twinkling eyes,

I see you sitting on your favorite chair,

Leafing through the recent pick

You wink at me listening to her constant advise.

She is furious we both realize,

But you don't let go of your child like grin,

Because you know otherwise..
You let me win

Strolling on the road 

in the bright shining sun,

we roam..you accompany me,

because I find it fun...

You get me chocolate bars
And a pair of cards;
I pester you to play
Scowl,yell and throw fits till you do what I say,
You let me win.


Bang my books and my head
Use you gray matter wisely,
it's easy you say
You amaze me with facts
You dazzle me with stories
You crack me up with jokes
I leave because it's time to go,
You let me win.


I tell you about my day,
After a while you ask me again,
I assume it to be one of your tricks
Until I realize the truth
You keep asking me time and again
I read to you, you pretend to understand
But we both know
You just let me win.


I come to you, 
telling you that this time just like you,
they let me win,
I show you my award
You smile,
We both know,you don't recognize me anymore
But you still let me win.


I fall on the ground with weak knees,
I see you lying there peacefully
Same freckled face,
but eyes shut and lips sealed
Covered in white;
Flowers adorn your feet
Tears from my eyes fall on your hand
This time I don't fight;I don't retaliate
You seem so free from all the pain,
So for the first time..
I let you win.

Skin Deep

"People think of all colors except the absence of color. Black has it all. White too. Their beauty is absolute. It is the perfect harmony"

Flipping channels on the ridiculously boring idiot box,I can't help but notice the ever growing number of fairness product commercials.Statistically speaking these are played more than hundred times in a day.The question is why are these commercials growing so alarmingly? Why is there so much supply and marketing done for these products. Well the only sane reason I can think of as a commerce student is the need. Simple economics says that the more the demand the more is the supply and the more the competition, more are the ways to beat it.The point here is why is there so much of demand for them in a brown skinned country?
I've heard many Indians complain about racist comments being passed against them by the so called 'white skinned people' but frankly I've never come across any.The only racism I've witnessed was hosted by my very own brown skinned people.The time when every other child in the world was taking moral lessons from the famous fairy tale "snow white", Indians seemed to be wedged on the "as white as snow" page.And as far fetched this may seem I guess we are still trapped on the same page.
Being born with a natural wheatish complexion in a community of "fair skinned" Brahmins,there were times when I was always made to feel like an outcast.Growing up in a place where the color of my skin decided my abilities,I rebelled my way to success.Now when I look back, all the slurry comments seem rather obtuse. But as a growing self conscious teenager they were like thorns pricking a velvety heart,tearing and leaving scars.For me the tables have turned now.I don't allow such minor things affect me.I feel proud of my skin color and flaunt it with attitude for I like to believe that I am no less than the "fair and beauties".
Whenever I come across these commercials I realise I am not the only one to suffer from discrimination. Infact most Indians I know are obsessed with a "white" skin.I personally feel the light skin ones take the color of their skin in stride to hide their insecurities and deformities.I do not think that applying such chemicals to my face would change my god gifted color and not that I intend to either.I am not against these companies who develop and manufacture such products.They are just tending to the needs of the general public.Neither am I against the celebrities who endorse them because it is their way of bread and butter but I certainly do respect those who say no to such endorsements and are proud to flaunt their natural complexion.I am not in favour of the mindset of an average Indian who feels that white is beautiful.Even after 66 years of independence it pains to see that our country still suffers from the evil of racism.And till such mindset persists we cannot have harmony in the society. 
The mighty force up there has made us all unique in our own ways so then why do we always try to copy and imitate each other?Is it because we haven't really developed from our "monkey instincts"? 

 All in all I can say is racist thoughts and actions say far more about the person they come from than the person they are directed at.

*peace*

What if?

I sit there wondering
What if...
What if I had not taken the road less traveled,
What if I had not followed my instincts,
What if I had killed my heart's desires,
What if I had chosen a path that was graveled;
Would the struggle be any different?

I sit there pondering
What if..
What if I had followed the herd
What if I had agreed with the dirt
What if I hadn't called them absurd;
Would then i triumph?

I sit there speculating
What if..
What if I had taken the oars in the lake of fake,
What if I had swallowed hypocrisy like a cake,
What if I hadn't fought injustice,
What if I had surrendered to the prejudice;
Would have i still lost the game?

And now i sit here deducing
Like a solitary ship on an island abandoned,
I would have won the battle,
says a whisper in my head..
But I would have lost myself.
 

Because it's You..

With you
the insanities seem sane
the weird talks seem normal
confused paths look sorted
the world feels safe
you lighten up my days
brighten my nights
wipe away my worries
With you around
i know il b fine
only because
Its you...

Seasons of life..

It is said that the best moments in life happen when you least expect them.They say that the best days start out as normal days,it is up to you to identify them and seize them and live in the moment because the thing about the best moments, the best days is that they don't last forever...
At one point you have everything you can wish for and have possibly dreamt of.Life feels like a fairytale.Like a perfect fairytale where dreams come true and you can't stop smiling and thanking the mighty power that is making it happen...
You have a perfect family, a perfect job, perfect friends, a perfect partner and all the happiness in the world which sums up to having a perfect life. That is the time when you can't wait for tomorrow because you expect it to be bright and shiny just like the present..But then the mighty wind blows..the hurricane,which disrupts your bright sunny life,which crashes your success,which uproots your relationships and the worst,destroys your faith!And now you are left hopeless like a burning candle in the rains..you try hard to keep the flame on but you don't stand a chance against the winds and the rains of disappointment and failure.
You look back and try to figure out where things went wrong.You try your hardest to get back in the past so much so that you start living there,you start wishing you had seized those moments, you start running away from the miseries of the present,you start running away from the society,from the people once you termed your own..you start running away from life..
And then the hurricane fades leaving you broken,scarred and damaged.The sun rises from the clouds again but your wounds have not still healed,they pain,they burn but you still decide to stand, take another chance because even after what you can lose in a moment,there is always something that helps you hold yourself together..Maybe because you don't have a choice or maybe because you are just a human and you are designed that way or maybe because after a certain point you get used to the pain that everything else stops mattering..
Despite everything,at the end things go back to normal but the only difference this time is that you know that they won't be normal forever and you know that this is not the end but just a new beginning......