Sunday, April 16, 2017

165.Happy birds


Two tiny birds,
Perched on a tree
Outside my balcony,
Chirp ceaselessly every morning,
Waking me up from slumber.

Rains cannot dampen their spirit,
Hot sun hardly bothers them,
Now they fly in
Hopping from branch to branch,
Now they fly away.

Two tiny birds
Make so much of music
Day after day,
Leave me wondering
What makes them so happy.

Sunday, April 09, 2017

164.Silence




Somewhere bell is ringing,
Its sound reverberating through air,
Reaching my heart, my being,
Softly touching, slowly awakening...

Memories come flooding to me
Of joyous days gone by
When the bell announced time
To rush home from school,
When it beckoned me to temple,
When it signalled arrival of a train.

No bell rings now,
No sound floats in air,
Silence must replace music now,
I am no longer a child.

Sunday, April 02, 2017

1. Change

This tree in the park of my housing complex was full of flowers a few days back. It looked so beautiful. Today, it has neither flowers nor  leaves. Has it accepted the change? Is it sad? Sometimes, some stray bird flies in and sits on its branch. The tree seems to enjoy the company. Then, the bird flies, leaving it lonely once again. Every morning, the tree watches the walkers in the park and silently waits for the days when leaves will grow on its branches and flowers will bloom.





Saturday, March 18, 2017

163.The Stiff and the Flexible

The older we grow,
The stiffer we become,
The body refuses to bend,
The mind to make way
Until we die one day 
When the body won't budge,
The mind won't work.

We see this every day,
Yet we can't understand
That the stiff dies,
The flexible lives.

Sunday, March 12, 2017

182. Is this Cricket?

Gentlemanly behaviour has always been considered an integral part of sports. Sports-persons understand that victory and defeat are part of the game. At the end, the winner and the loser shake hands and continue to remain friends. During the game, there are tense moments. Players get angry and emotional at times, but are not supposed to cross the line. This sort of spirit is missing in other competitive fields and hence, the term "sportsman spirit" has been coined. 

Cricket seems to be an exception. Foul words, gesticulations, abuses- all have become an integral part of the game. Each and every altercation gets faithfully reported and media laps it up. Each gesticulation is captured by TV cameras and channels keep showing it for days together. There seems to be more focus on all this than on the game itself.

In the current India- Australia series also, we have witnessed unseemly incidents. Media continues to report on the DRS controversy involving Australian Captain Smith and his Indian counterpart, Virat Kohli. However, what crossed all limits was the facial expression of Ishant Sharma while mocking the Australian Captain.

Many found the expression quite entertaining, but I thought, it was downright grotesque. Abusive words and even fisticuffs would have been less offensive. Mere recall of Ishant Sharma's facial expression spoils my day. There should be some way of stopping such things on the field of play.

Some people genuinely believe that such activities make the game entertaining. I fail to understand why better props cannot be found to make the game entertaining and why the game needs any props at all. I also don't understand why players keep crossing the line in Cricket which is played only by a handful of nations. We don't see such things in Tennis, Badminton and other games which are played by a much larger number of nations. 

The funniest part is that Cricket is known as gentlemen's game. If what Ishant Sharma has done is gentlemanliness, God save us from gentlemanliness. 

Monday, February 20, 2017

74. Festival in Garden of Five Senses

The 30th Garden Tourism Festival concluded at Said-Ul-Ajaib near Saket in New Delhi yesterday. The 3-day festival was held in the Garden of Five Senses, one of the best gardens in the city. Hundreds of varieties of plants and flowers were on display during the festival. Various musicians, bands and top artists were invited to perform. Activities like magic show and on-the-spot painting competitions for children were organized. Visitors could savour various delicacies at a mini food festival. Flowers, plants, organic items, books, gardening accessories, etc.were available for sale.There was tremendous response from Delhiites.

This must be one of the best garden festivals organised anywhere. Those who missed the event this year must make it a point to visit the festival next year.











    

Saturday, January 28, 2017

162. Corpses

Pavements are full of people
Sleeping peacefully like copses,
No one knows who they are,
No one cares.

If a car rides them,
It does not matter,
They are corpses anyway.

If they see the next morning,
They will get up 
And walk like corpses,
Scaring the passers-by.

Corpses are meant to be still,
They look ominous when moving.

Saturday, January 14, 2017

161. To God

God, reverse your process,
Refine your methods,
Make your world better.

Let humans be born old
And grow younger day by day
Until they become as innocent
As harmless, as beautiful
As new-born children.

Once they grow old enough
To be like new-born children,
God, make them immortal.