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.

Sunday 26 October 2014


My sister's 11 year daughter yesterday had her demand simple and direct - I needed to write a poem on Diwali, the festival of light, that she could present in her class. The demand had its genesis after she read what I was scribbling, a random poem in fact, had Diwali as one of its elements. My deadline was set for this evening with a strict warning that it had to be as per her 'standards', the elements of which were left to me to think over. And it was to be contemporary, reflecting the trends of the times, at her level.

I looked back on how it went - the day before Diwali, the Diwali day, and the day after Diwali - and tried to pick what kids love the most these days on a festival like Diwali - lights - colours - sweets and chocolates with chocolates getting upper hand on kids' preferences with big-bang chocolaceous promotions - and the schools running meaningful campaigns to aware the students of the harmful effects of traditional crackers and to promote the use of non-polluting crackers.

Well, I did my background work and this is what I have tried. And thankfully, she liked it. My kid. :) 

Lights were brighter..
Mood was happier..
Yes, it was the Diwali day,
Again after a year..

The colourful lights,
Enveloped houses..
The glow of earthen lamps,
Dotted the fences..

Chocolates then,
Added to the plate of sweets..
And more sweetness,
Added to the fun in the streets..

The family time was there,
And we were all together..
We had a green Diwali,
Smoother and safer..

No more noisy crackers,
No more polluting haze..
The blissful Diwali memories
For the coming days.. 


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