First rays of the sun enters her room,
It is not when she normally wakes up,
But something is different about today.
She felt it.

At once she gets up, makes her bed and brushes her teeth,
puts on her shoes and goes out for a run.
Soon she reaches her tree where she usually takes a turn a goes back,
she runs past without a second thought.
Today is the day for pushing limits further.
Because something is different today,
She felt it.

She is back home now and to her surprise,
the bed wasn’t appealing enough to call her back into it for a little rest.
She didn’t need any.
She makes her breakfast, takes shower and gets ready for work.
She chooses to put on her eyeliner today, she has to.
The black outlines conceal the tiredness.
Nobody should know that
something is different about today.
She felt it.

Smiling, working and talking,
a little more than the past few days,
her day comes to an end.
Finally in her solitary room,
her mind races back to the same memories
like every other day.
But today, with her heart pounding,
she closes her eyes
and forcefully shuts down herself.

Something was different about today,
after accepting that she lost a part of herself.
Numb was what she felt.




March 8

International Women’s Day was first observed as a popular event after 1977 when the United Nations General Assembly invited member states to proclaim March 8 as the UN Day for women’s day and world peace . Since then International Women’s Day (IWD), originally called International Working Women’s Day, is celebrated on March 8 every year. But what does this day mean to every individual, men as well as women, is quite interesting.

Today most of my friends and family sent me their warm greeting-“Happy Women’s Day!”.  I decided to reply them all with a “Happy Women’s Day to you too”. Females, no doubt, found it normal. Even most of the males thought of it as normal. But one such friend of mine replied me back saying, “Why are you wishing me? I am not a woman.” While another friend of mine wished by letting me know how proud he is of women like me who are working hard to stand on their own feet and giving neck-to-neck competition to everyone out there. And some of my friends did not even care to greet.

So for some, this day is just for the female human beings. For some, its simply an occasion for people to express their love, respect and appreciation for women. And for others, it means nothing at all. Just like every other XYZ day, e.g. Mother’s Day, Valentine’s Day, everyone has different perspective about Women’s Day too. But what does this day actually mean?

We celebrate our birthday every year. What is celebrated that day is not getting an year older, but the fact that we made it one year despite all the emotional highs and lows, the hectic work schedules, the unfortunate incidences, and many more. Wedding anniversaries celebrate the togetherness of a couple who have gone through tears, laughter, sorrow and joy together.

Women’s Day celebrates the essence of womanhood. It is an ode for all the women who beat all the odds and made their families and countries proud and to all the women who are fighting their own battles and never giving up. This day is a lovely reason for calling up every women you know who made you who you are today. For the “mature” ones who say why celebrate only one day when we should be doing this everyday, this day is just about appreciating the presence of the irreplaceable women in their life. And for those to whom this day is just like any other day, it is a reminder that women should be treated with equal respect and that the world is filled with women who can move mountains and do many other things that you can not.


Do you renounce Satan?

Infuriated by other’s success,

exasperated by my own inability to compete,

determined to change my status quo,

and to see my beloved smile again,

I took the easy way out,

and made a deal with the devil.

He blinded me with desires,

and compelled me to commit sins after sins.

But how could I ever forget,

the devil is a deceiver.

Thinking I was condemned forever,

I continued doing evil errands for him.

Until one day,

out of the blue,

a messenger of God pays me a visit.

God still loves you, she said,

it’s never too late.

The harbinger encouraged me to repent,

and revoke the pact I made,

returning wholeheartedly to God.

I straightened myself up,

now hell-bent to become,

Satan’s fallen angel.

Enlightening other puppets of the devil,

I tried to provoke a rebellion in his territory,

just like he did in the garden of Eden.

But how can I stand against them alone?

So here I am now showing others,

how we all are each other’s demons and angels,

and asking,

do you renounce Satan?

The Jigsaw Puzzle

He loved a girl who broke his heart,

She could not love a boy because of her broken heart.

But they were taught whenever in dismay,

Keep moving, and time ticks away.

Then comes an evening,

When destiny waves its magic wand,

And they bump into each other.

As it was destined to be,

They join the Masquerade.

Strangers are now friends,

Freshness blossoming in their lives.

The plot thickens and the bond grows,

one becoming the other’s marijuana.

Starting and ending everyday together,

they now reach a perplexed state of mind.

Bewildered by the thought,

Where are we?

Past begins to surface,

Intimidated by intimacy,

For history is known to repeat itself.

Standing not too far from them,

Destiny chuckling over their dumbness,

How can they not see,

the missing pieces of their jigsaw puzzle,

right before their eyes.

The Lesson

The piercing rays of the sun, that came from the window of my cozy blue room, landed straight on my face, almost burning it. Suddenly my eyes fell on the alarm clock. It was 8:15 a.m.! I had been hitting the snooze button since the past one hour! I took my towel and rushed to the bathroom, I did not wanted to be late for my first day of training. In almost twenty minutes I was standing in front of mirror combing my hair into a ponytail. I started stuffing things into my backpack that I thought would be useful today. With earphones stuffed into my ears, I rushed my way downstairs while quickly glancing my facebook and whatsapp notifications.As I reached the hall, Mom and Dad greeted me in unison, “Good Morning”. I gave a quick nod and a faint smile. I hurried my way to the door to avoid any arguement of me wanting to skip my breakfast. As I reached the door, Mom was calling out my name. I know she wanted me to atleast sip in some juice but I did not had time so all I did was yelled back “Bye, Ma”.

Finally, I reached just on time before the instructor could get into the class. Smiling at my skills that could give even Flash a good competition, I made my way to the most isolated corner seat. I didn’t like the people here. It’s not that I am anti-social but I was in no mood for fake smiles and forceful exchange of words. There was a sudden silence in the room. I looked up realizing the instructor has entered. The boring lecture went on for four long hours when the recess bell came to life and saved me. I had been starving for I have skipped my breakfast. I unzipped my backpack and slipped my hand into it to fetch my lunch box. But my fingers couldn’t feel one. I opened it more wide so that more light could enter it. I searched again realizing I didn’t bring my lunchbox. Guess it was time for plan B now – the canteen. So I searched my backpack again but this time for my wallet. Oh, no! I forgot to bring my wallet too!

Disappointed, I sat back against the wall looking at my classmates who were laughing, chatting and EATING! If I haven’t chosen to be a loner four hours back, I would have been with them. They could have shared their food with me or I could have borrowed some money or… never mind. I accepted my situation and dug my face into my mobile phone but my mind was lost somewhere else. Suddenly, I felt a hand over my right shoulder. Somewhat startled, I looked up and exclaimed, “Dad! What are you doing here!?” Dad smiled at me warmly with his eyes pointing to his hand that were holding a lunch box. 

Almost speechless, “But you have your meetings at this time”, I managed to say. “Your Mum made this specially for your first day at the training, hoping you would make some new friends by sharing it with others. But you forgot it at the dining table. Now, take it and don’t sit here like an old grouchy woman. Go.” said my Dad. He turned to leave when I said “I love you..”. He smiled, winked me and left. And I did just as he told me. That day when I returned home, I gave a long tight hug to my Mom.

I did not had time to even greet them in the morning while I was busy with my music and messaging and they had time to put all their important chores aside just to deliver a lunch box.Funny it is, how selfless parents are. There is more to life than just errands to do, bills to pay, assignment to be completed and e-socializing to be done.

Take some time out for those near you, for those who care about you,for those whose entire life revolves around you, for those whose sole purpose of life is to see you happy- your parents. Our parents deserve our honor and respect for giving us life itself. Beyond this they almost always made countless sacrifices as they cared for and nurtured us through our infancy and childhood, provided us with the necessities of life, and nursed us through physical illnesses and the emotional stresses of growing up. You know where would you be without your mom and dad?…. NOWHERE! So love them unconditionally, just as they do.

Life is NOW!

Have you ever wondered how your life would have been if you worked a little harder for that entrance test? Do you regret wasting your feelings on that special someone? Do you keep replaying the memories of yesterday? Or are you always busy making plans for tomorrow? But have you ever paid attention to what you should be doing right this moment?
Choosing to live in the past or the future not only robs you the joys of today, it robs you of truly “living”. Constantly thinking about our past or the future makes us obsess over it, wanting to change it, control it. Anything we attempt to control, controls us. So stop worrying. What is meant to happen will surely happen.

It’s being here, now, that’s important. There’s no past and there’s no future. Time is a very misleading thing. All there is ever, is the now. We can gain experience from the past, but we can’t relive it; and we can hope for the future, but we don’t know if there is one. Don’t worry about tomorrow because tomorrow ain’t today.

So go do whatever you feel like doing in right this moment. Whether it is taking a day off from work, or buying your granny her favorite flowers, or asking that girl out, or saying sorry to your old pal or maybe finishing up with those huge pile of assignments. Say no when you don’t want to do something. Say yes if your instincts are strong, even if everyone around you disagrees. No matter what it is, do it and do it now. Give your heart to it. Because life is NOW!

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