The best way to know the self is feeling oneself at the moments of reckoning. The feeling of being alone, just with your senses, may lead you to think more consciously. More and more of such moments may sensitize ‘you towards you’, towards others. We become regular with introspection and retrospection. We get ‘the’ gradual connect to the higher self we may name Spirituality or God or just a Humane Conscious. We tend to get a rhythm again in life. We need to learn the art of being lonely in crowd while being part of the crowd. A multitude of loneliness in mosaic of relations! One needs to feel it severally, with conscience, before making it a way of life. One needs to live several such lonely moments. One needs to live severallyalone.

Thursday, 27 October 2011

THE HIGH-WAILING – THE HIGHWAY SEX WORKERS (BY SAI PADMA)

Criss-crossing lines, head lights
Life passing on high-way
As if nothing happened
In the headlights pale yellow
Crimson flashy lipstick
Visible from a far away windshield
To solicit customers
I stopped with halting creek
Into the world of oldest profession
Running from ages..
The rules are same
Game is old…
Revisiting the darker side
Of temporary passions
Saving lives…saving families
In the same friendly darkness
Life is at stand-still
Like a spent passion
Hunger, sex… providing it all
With the same dull energy
Of an reluctant night
The duty has to be done
The night has to pass…
Leaving way for another night
Of bruises and fulfilling the
Unfulfilled desires…
Of mankind…this is rarely kind…
Forgetting the old bruises
The high-way sex workers
Get ready for another night of
Borrowed energy and stuffy make-up
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This one is a part of a poem written by Sai Padma, a friend in regular communication circle, a source of inspiration and a committed disability activist. A Polio survivor with 70% disability, she is someone who has created an identity for herself that is beyond borders. And she has achieved a scale in her field of activity in spite of being struck by Polio very early followed by many other ailments. She has had to go through painful medical treatments. Now she heads an NGO, Global Aid (http://www.globalaid.in/), raises funds for ‘differently-abled, runs a hostel-cum-school for tribal children, regularly writes, loves to travel and aspires to scale the Earth. She is Commerce and Law Graduate and is completing CA (Final) and MBA (Finance). Married to Pragnanand Busi, a Development professional and Human Rights activist, she lives in Vishakhapatnam.

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