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Thursday, August 21, 2014

My precious sister.....

Today is the best time to let you know my dear sister, how much you mean to me. All your caring ways and little pieces of advice are appreciated deep down by my heart. I always respected your opinion because I know it has always been for my benefit. You always had the qualities of being loving, caring, supportive and protective which makes you the best person to be around with. I love to spend time with you as it feels nice to have someone with you, who guides you, helps you and even opposes you when needed. The best part is that we do that for each other.

It always leaves a smile at my face and laughter in my mind when I think about the little things we fight about and how you suddenly used to make up after a brief moment of anger. That may be one of the reasons I love to fight with you so much. For I know no matter how stupid I am and the huge mistakes I make. You will always understand me and never stop trusting in me. Each fight reminds me how stronger our bond has become and also how you trust me so much and that you rightly believe I would never say, think and do anything to hurt you in any way.

Our memories together will keep fading away as time passes yet the love of a brother and sister that we share will only grow manifold. We may have a lot of fun times together being children but at the end of the day we are both mature enough to understand the strongly woven web that interconnects us. We understand the relation that keeps a brother and sister so close as to share everything and yet sometimes far apart to be forgotten.

I am so glad you are my sister. Always be in touch and never say goodbye. 

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Identity

If I were born a dog,
I would have rolled and jumped.
I would have played in the sun and the sand.
I would have ran when I want and where.

If I were born a fish,
I would have floated and dived.
I would have dived in the rivers and the oceans.
I would have done what I want and where.

If I were born a bird,
I would have flown and ripped.
I would have climbed the hills and the clouds.
I would have seen what I want and where.

But I was a born a man,
I can just talk and scream aloud.
I can just live in the house and the office.
I can only do what people want and how.

Monday, June 30, 2014

BAck COver

The markings were very clear. There seemed to be no doubt in his mind. He had finally found the truth about Gods. It had opened his eyes, he never felt so powerful.

The family has always protected the earth from demonic and angelic involvements. They have prevented the immortal forces from getting in human lives. Yet the most humanly affair (a bomb in a mall) has just killed the last human defender. No one is present in the wall and treaty is now void. 

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Prelude - The immortal shield

It was a Saturday evening, I was reporting on the new section at the jewelry shop in the mall. It was an everyday affair for me. The shopkeeper believed his rotating panel would change the shopping experience. He did not realize that customers would find it hard to choose without a clear view. Yet it was important to cover the news due to strict orders from my editor. The owner was a close friend of my editor.

So in the next half hour, I interviewed the owner by giving lot of importance to him and took bare minimum photographs. I was nearly at the door and was planning to leave. That is when I my eyes saw those two men, standing about 2 feet apart from each other. They had a strange look in their eyes. I made an assumption that they a physical confrontation was about to happen. So I waited there itself to mediate if necessary. I moved closer to eavesdrop on them and was soon able to hear them talk.

Man 1: You made the decision. Now, you are not supposed to be in these lands.
Man 2: You can no longer stop me. I have become very powerful and cannot be defeated in a fight.

Being so close, I noticed a faint yellow glow emanating from the second man and he seemed to be holding something sharp in his hand. It was like a small knife but unlike them as it was sharp on all 4 sides.

Meanwhile the first man was speaking gibberish for a few seconds. I could not make them out as he was whispering them out. The second man just collapsed on the floor. Two more men came out of no where. One of them had a dark red glow while the other had bluish glow. These two men did not come near the scene but still seemed to be part of it.

The 2nd man was coming back to consciousness and getting on his feet. He seemed to have lost his glow and his knife. He looked weaker than before. The 1st man had changed his focus on the new arrivals.

Man 1: You were warned not to interfere in the human affairs, that was the treaty. Human lands were also no longer battlegrounds for the immortals.

Red glow man: It is not long before they will be. There are not many defenders left. When you people are gone the treaty among our three factions will no longer hold. A void treaty will not hold back the immortals.

Blue glow man: It may be true that the defenders are the only people protecting the humans from immortals. Yet humans are capable of defeating them. Still this man did not belong to our faction. So we need not be summoned. He just disappeared.

I could hardly control my astonishment. Before I could register anything the red man also had disappeared. So had the first two men.



Saturday, March 8, 2014

AAWAZ

Barish ke us shor mein, waqt pe nigah nahi.
Barfile dher ke bhitar, bhaitha veer sipahi.

Goliyon ki awaaz mein, karm vo nibhaiyga.
Patharo ke bich phir, hulchul na kar payega.

Raat andheri ho jaye, pag rukhna na chahiye.
Registani dhoop mein, hosla kabhi na hariye.

Kaantil banne hai ki, Jaan humme bachani hai.
Dhamako mein jiye, lekin maut se na darna hai.

Dur us sannate mein, hamari hifazat karte vo.
Haste rahe hum sada, isliye rote sehte hai vo.

Humari awaaz sune sab, unki chikh na sunai degi.
Prachar to dete hai log, par kya unse qurbani hogi.

Khoon ki keemat to ki, magar vo laho bahate gaye.
Hum gharon mein the, tab vo rann me jag chod gaye.

Aaj hum awaaz karenge, un veer bahadur ke naam.
Jinko zindagi me kar akela, jaan lagayi bharat ke kam.