It reminds me of my loneliness or my company with myself...
Ir reminds me of the fight and how i broke the self made shell.
It reminds me of my thoughts occupied with my love of life,
of football match and me missing every outside catch.

I was a child then, I am a child now.
Don’t know the reason but i don’t want to change somehow.
though i am growing, i have to be mature,
but m not gonna lose the child in me for sure!

When rain can be the same....friends with water drops forever.
Then why me growing up should be the reason to be mature ever?
I being rain, and drops being my soul,
We were together then,
then y shud we part nw....this is not fair in the game of human lives somehow.
When nature could be the same,
same trust, same name....
then what on earth compels us to change?
Perhaps the competing range!
But in the race to be ahead, we leave our own self behind, and try to live in someone else’s body, someone else’s mind.
But enough...
today i realised
that m nevergonna lose maself....
coz i am n love maself fr d same!!!!!

That was the time when I was free, was fearless...
But then I conceived all my worries
But soon i will be aborted.
n i will be light
Light enough to light the darkness in ma own self!!!

Went to a village, I don’t know the reason why
The cool fresh air hugging me
That I so much wanted to fly

This was entirely a new image for me
Here I was, what I wanted to be.
No people going gaga over brand names,
No one running for billionaire fame!
People engrossed in their work, children playing in sand
Their small feet dumped in muddy puddle,
But supporting each other with their small delicate hands!

How happy and excited they got,
The moment they saw me…
This was one emotion I was looking in my loved ones
But just couldn’t see.

Though the hut was small and the things were scattered
But the way that women held the family together…
I was simply flattered!

No matter how advanced we are
But still they are ahead
We are almost dead, in process to be alive
But they are alive, though their destiny seems dead!

I just walked down the road,
On my shoulders I felt the heavy load
Not of the responsibilities I have
But it felt as if in my happiness something was sad!

Though I have a big family,
But no one knows who is who?
Here I saw the entire village as one family
With a firm bond of love and care, as their glue.

I was zapped and was awe struck
With the humanity that still existed.
Whereas ‘we’ in the race to achieve our materialistic dreams
Always ran away from it… always resisted.

Just a single visit, taught me so much
That I started thinking myself as illiterate
But to me, these villagers became the noble laureates.

Why it seems that every song you sing is for me,
Everything you say is a last word for me!
Though your lips are numb, your eyes convey a lot
Am all frozen and you are melting me with the heat so hot.

We laugh and we fight,
The time flies by!
It makes me think if life is so easy with you
Or it’s just the initial phase of the sorrow.

I just have no clues what is this bond,
Perhaps I don’t want to give it a name
And wants it to be just the same.
…………………………………………………………………….
But it seems that the reality is something else
That we can never be together
It’s not a lovebird, but just a feather!
It’s an illusion, and we have separate paths to go on
Your destination is near whereas mine is not even clear.

I think this is the best companionship we shared
But we need to hug the reality as well…
Though am not saying that this is our final farewell,
But you never know, what this destiny holds,
This can never be felt, nor can be told.
………………………………………………………………………
So, just close your eyes and see
That’s what you gonna be
New bonds will be made
These memories may fade
But future is yours, you will be the king
And then chose your partner with a kiss and a ring!!!

But that one second...it just changed all my thoughts
In my flooded love, there came an unexpected draught.
You looked at me, as if I don’t exsist
and I was forced to think what I never wanted to think.

I seriously wondered if love was ever meant for me
or this is how it is supposed be...
That for one moment you want to jump and sit on the cloud,and then echoes the sound of your fall so loud.

The reason may be that I aimed for greater height
Neither I want to cry nor I want to fight
So finally am back, in my dillema
that will I ever get thelove I deserve, if at all
or is it pre destined for me to fall..

To fall in love, just to know
that the other person is gone.
Perhaps , who was never there
and all that exsisted was his illusion and the minds with confusion.

So, once again am back in my puddle where I was,
But the difference being
Then I was the dirty water dro
and now I am the lotus.

What is the actual meaning of this word globalization? Is it to expand your global connectivity in terms of just economy and politics or is it to equally contribute in the betterment of completely ignored yet basic section of the society i.e. rural sector?
On one hand where we boast about the fact that in the last 10 years, the world’s total income has increased by average of 2.5 % a year, on the same hand, we cannot avoid the fact that even the number of poor in the world has also increased by 10 million. It means that top 1% of the world has the same combined income as the bottom 57% and this disparity is still growing.
New development projects coming up every other day gives us the reason to ignore the fact that though we are moving ahead in technology, but we are also ignoring that privatization and labor reforms which are pushing people off their lands and out of their jobs, and hence worsening their already bad state! From last 50 years in India, alone big dams have displaced more than 33 million people.
It’s so easy to imagine the elite journeys of the people in all corners of the world but it’s equally difficult to imagine the state of plight of those people who cannot even go back to their respective village homes form the place where they have come to earn minimum meals.
Yes, surely we are getting globalized and perhaps that’s the reason that even our heroes and role models are changing. There used be the time when a military man was what every child aspired to be. But today, Bill Gates is the role model. Though nothing is bad or wrong in it, but one should always keep a fine balance between reality and virtual world. We cannot just escape from the real composition of India, which consists of farmers and agricultural laborers.
Perhaps even after 60 years of independence, there is still so much to be worked upon. Just getting independence is not enough. Is every individual of our nation independent to think on his own and stand by the fact that he is correct? If we talk about the freedom of expression and right to speech, is it being implied in every corner of our country? Is every person independent in real sense, independent enough to fight for his own rights confidently? The answer is ‘no’ and yet we are so much busy to fight for nuclear deal just to be called as ‘globalised’.
What is the reason to put the fake mask of modernization on our ‘Indian’ faces? Just look at today’s youth who just feel so degraded if he has to talk in Hindi at some public place. Gone are the days when people used to go to mandir’s and religious places on their birthdays. Today’s discotheques, booze parties are the ways to enjoy any event, without which it is a source of embarrassment in front of their friends. They want to have the’ cool’ tag 24X 7.
Youth today is becoming the dictator. Be it in their personal context or the professional, they want to be the ruler of their own world. Although this kind of confidence and dynamism is really good but along with it they should try to remain grounded irrespective of their achievements. Perhaps that’s the reason why even free press, free elections, and independent judiciary also holds little meaning because every thing today is being equally commercialized and hence every thing is becoming a commodity. There is just no place for emotions and sentiments. One has to deal practically in every aspect of life, as per our so called as ‘modern’ society demand of!
We are spending crores of rupees for peace treaties, so as to maintain healthy relationships with other countries. But have we ever given a thought that how much is being spend on the majority of people who are fighting a war against hunger thirst, violation of their dignity? It’s a daily battle where sacrificial victims are being small the children who are dying of hunger or the poor farmers who are committing suicides and hence the complete rural structure of our nation who’s being effected.
Thus no matter how much globalised or modernized we may become, but Indian spirit has to be kept alive. There are still many people who are who are working from dawn till dusk so as to see our country progressing and if each one of us contribute just 2% of our heart and soul, we can make a difference in ‘today’ and bright ‘ tomorrow’.

Who all must be sitting inside?
Are they able to see me?
I am waving them goodbye
But the plane is so damn high

Its good, they will just be able to see my face
And not my torn knickers or naked feet
Or else, those rich people will make fun of me
But sounding so sweet.

How I wish, I could see the plane from inside
Oh... that will be my dreamy ride!
I will touch the stars,
I will feel the sky
Then I will tease my friends, who every time make me cry.

Maybe there’s a lawn inside
And small rooms like in my home
Maybe there’s a smooth bed
And a table with cute phone.

But I wonder how come in night, the lights are on...
Where are the wires, what is its electricity zone?
Someone from ground here, switch on the light it seems...
And light travels in transparent wire,
Which must of the colour of polythene.

Well...that’s what I think of it
But who can tell me, what is the reality?
Here everyone is like me, with no idea of it
But they have weird reality
To them dreams are no realities...rather fake virtualities

I say I’ll fly the plane; rather I’ll make my ‘ma’ sit inside
They say we don’t deserve this pride
Why not, is this the reason they send me to school?
I study, I work and I am not a fool!

‘Ma’ works day and night,
So that I may rise
So why should I compromise?

Every morning with the sound of this plane I rise,
Realizing my dream to fly,
To feel the comfort of sitting inside
And showing it to all present here,
That life is worth dreaming and making your dreams come true.
No matter what may you are going through!