New Year
17:09 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 2 comments















Time flies, as they say. Another year nears its dawn. 2012, will never be able to forget this one, even if I wish to. I am not a believer in New Year, new hopes, new beginning and all that blah blah blah kind of stuff, nor do I believe in resolutions.

2012 has made me a stronger and a better person and all I can wish for the coming year is to improve as a person and try and spread happiness around. I know problems, troubles and pains are an inevitable part of each one of our lives, but how we face them and come out of them as a better person is all what matters.
I wish everyone to be blessed with love, happiness, strength, dreams, will, self confidence and fun. 'The world believes in people who believe in themselves.'

Wishing everyone a blessed New Year. Be strong, stay happy and yes, never forget me J

 Sharing a beautiful poem by Lord Alfred Tennyson, hope you all enjoy and love it just as I do:

 Ring Out, Wild Bells

 Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
   The flying cloud, the frosty light;
   The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.

Ring out the old, ring in the new,
   Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
   The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
   For those that here we see no more,
   Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.

Ring out a slowly dying cause,
   And ancient forms of party strife;
   Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.

Ring out the want, the care the sin,
   The faithless coldness of the times;
   Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes,
But ring the fuller minstrel in.

Ring out false pride in place and blood,
   The civic slander and the spite;
   Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.

Ring out old shapes of foul disease,
   Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
   Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.

Ring in the valiant man and free,
   The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
   Ring out the darkenss of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.





I Need You
18:54 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 3 comments













I need you with me;
To fill the void I have been feeling in my heart for years,
To end the loneliness that I feel day in and day out,
To get back the lost smile on my face.

I need you with me;
To comfort my soul with your touch,
And
To walk the unknown territories of this endless universe.

I need you with me;
To have a reason to breathe
And
To fall in love each day with your smile. 


Another Slap on the Country’s Face
15:55 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 3 comments



I am falling short of words to write about what happened in Delhi recently. A 23 year old girl being brutally raped by 6 psychos (I wanted to use all the slangs and abusive words available in the language) and her male friend being beaten up badly in a moving bus. It shattered me from inside when I read that news. More disturbing was the fact that people didn't even care to attend to them and they were lying for one hour on the road, this is the extent of insensitivity we have developed. And to add insult to injury, the ones who have committed the act are not even ashamed of what they have done.

I don’t want to say what could have been done and what should be the future course of action (I leave it all for the politicians and the media and the Bollywood and other attention seeking institutions, because they are good at that and it is their job).  Being a girl is becoming difficult with each passing day in this country. All this protest will die in a few days and people will again be back to their normal lives and will wake up again when any such act takes place in future. That is what we have become accustomed to, living with eyes shut. We discuss, we give verdicts, and it all dies out. This is the one that has come to light and there are 1000 others that are not even noticed.

This is an act of the lowest degree. Being a girl I can understand what the millions like me have to go through every day. When I go out, I know I will be stared at; will be touched intentionally in a crowded bus or place and yes, even temples. That is what girls in India are used to, as this is a part and parcel of our daily lives and “side effect” of being a girl.

I know the orthodox ones will come out with the logics like; rapes happen due to the provoking clothes of girls or may be girls should not go out after 8 or 9 pm. Oh yes, and the Khaap Panchayat logic, that rapes happen due to the increasing intake of Chinese food (then I guess, China should have been a country of rapists).

Do we really expect our politicians to do something big about it and pass a strict law? I am afraid. I saw a pic in the newspaper this morning of Mr. Rajeev Shukla smiling when all this was being discussed in the Parliament. If Lalu can shout at the top of his voice against corruption even after being a prime accused in the fodder scam, when A Raja and others can be out of jail after serving a few months imprisonment, when Kalmadi can dream of again being in power even after the CWG debacle, shaming the country on a world platform, I don’t have much to expect from the people in power.

All I can do is just pray for the girl and his friend and for many others like them who bear such acts silently. The physical injuries can be healed, but not the mental ones. And hoping against the hope I wish our judiciary system and the Government open their eyes and do something to make this country safer for girls and women. Talking and discussing will not take us anywhere, but acting surely will. 


Silence
20:32 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 1 comments






The silence
Hidden behind the flowing words
The emptiness
Dancing behind the happy eyes
The soul crushed inside the moving body
And
The pain
Trying to free itself from every piece of the broken heart.



01:57 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 5 comments



The silence of the night

The loneliness of the heart

The restlessness of the mind

The void of some or the other kind

Are all things life has endlessly and unceasingly endowed with

Is it true that some people are born to suffer? I feel it is. After toiling all through their lives, all they get is nothing. The more pain they take, the more life gives them. And it is just a lame thing to say that God gives trouble only to people He feels can bear them, problems only make you stronger and all these kinds of psychologically satisfying words. I read this somewhere-”People cry not because they are weak, it’s because they have been strong for too long.”

Hoping against the hope for things to fall in place. 


Instead
15:55 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 3 comments

This is again one of my favorite pieces. I don't know by whom it is, but I have loved reading it always and now I know well what these words mean..






 When I'll be dead, your tears may flow,
But I won't know,
Cry for me now, Instead!!

 When I'll be dead, you will send me flowers,
But I won't see,
Send them now, Instead!!

 When I'll be dead, you will say words of praise,
But I won't hear
Praise me now, Instead!!

 When I'll be dead, you will forgive my faults,
But I won't know
Forget them now, Instead!!

 When I'll be dead, you will miss me then
But I won't feel
So, miss me now, Instead!!

 When I'll be dead, you would wish then
you could have spent more time with me,
Spent it with me now, Instead!!

Why can't we love the living, instead of crying for the dead. While alive, we are always finding faults with others, blaming them, cursing them, be selfish, hardly saying any good words. We should learn to praise someone, tell people what they mean to us, tell them how special they are, what place they have in our lives, how grateful we are to them that they are a part of our lives. Life's strange and cruel, you never know you will keep all this in your heart and might never get a chance to say it. So, say it, show it and do it today itself, because tomorrow never comes.


Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou
22:22 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 1 comments

I have always loved reading the quotes by Maya Angelou. A friend of mine today shared this poem of hers with me and I loved it a lot. As I had nothing else to share of my own ( brain dead still ), I thought of sharing this one.


Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Men themselves have wondered
Phenomenally.
Now you understand


Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me. 


To Paa
22:48 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 8 comments


“To say goodbye is better than never getting an opportunity to say it altogether. The latter hurts more.”  I never thought I will get to feel this statement of mine so soon. I never thought in the wildest of my dreams, how things can change within a matter of minutes. I will now never get an opportunity to say goodbye to paa…3 days have passed and still the feeling has not sinked in my heart that I will never ever see you again. They say it right- ‘some regrets lasts forever’.

I wish I could tell you how much I love you

I wish I could tell you how much you mean to me

I wish I could tell you how guilty I am now, for anything wrong I said or did to you

I wish I could tell you how much I respected you

I wish I could let you know how grateful I am for everything you did for us, sacrificing your comforts

I wish I could thank you for the way you have educated us and made us a good human being
I wish I had just 2 minutes to tell you everything I have felt about you..

I wish…I wish…I wish….

I can only wish now as there is nothing I can do. Don’t know what happened, when and how. Mind is blank..The void can never be filled and the loss is irreplaceable. Still can’t believe, still feel like it’s a nightmare, I will, get up and things will be fine. Can’t think of anything right now. RIP paa….Love you. I know I will never be able to say goodbye to you ever...But wish you could read this from heaven's above..


Words From My Heart
11:11 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 1 comments


My heart has a lot to say, but words fall short,
My eyes are searching something, but feels somewhere lost.

Holding a hand, I want to travel long,
Listen to his tunes; want to dance to his songs.

Want to make an effort to give life a different meaning,
Give a reason to it to share its feelings.

Feels like flying up high in the sky,
Without the fear of falling down and die.

Wish someone was here to hold me when I fall,
To soothe me with his touch and to drench my soul.

To make me smile and to make me glow,
And with whom I could live life with its flow.

Everything around would seem so new,
Full of life and spreading different hue.

When my unending quest will reach its destination?

Till when I will be carrying on with this fight,
And wait for someone who will be standing with open arms to hold me tight.


The Key To Happiness
22:35 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 3 comments


When faced with a challenge, look for a way, not a way out." - David Weatherford


Haven’t we all been through hard and difficult times? Aren’t there moments in our lives when we might have felt dejected by either someone saying negative things about us or there might be instances where we have experienced personal rejection that has made us feel low on confidence?

There are many things we face in life that put a full stop on our positive thoughts and we start to find life meaningless with no joy around. There might be 100 reasons for which you might feel negative like problem with job, love life, loneliness, loss of a near one, physical injury and sometimes we can’t even find a reason for being melancholic, but it is there affecting our heart and mind. These reasons surely may hamper our happiness and positivity.


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When we are going through a bad phase in life, it is very natural to be disappointed, regretful and nostalgic. We see our present having no meaning and all our thoughts lead to unhappiness and negativity rules our mind. Humans have emotions and these emotions lead to the fluctuation in our feelings and thoughts.

When we tend to let our happiness depend on a number of factors, it is when that things become difficult. When we let our happiness pass through a number of qualifiers to be able to get the right amount and at a certain level to be content, we fail and lose our power to be happy. I am surely one of those who do that and I want to write this as a reminder to me that nothing lasts forever and everything has to pass sooner or later.

Being happy in hay days is what all of us do, but if we make use of the capability we have been endowed by the Creator, that is the ability to be happy in the difficult times, world can be a better place. We need to have patience that whatever it is will pass soon and acquire strength to face things with a smile on our face.

There is no set formula to be happy as we hear in our lives. Happiness is within ourselves and we always have a choice to take it or leave it. It is not something that appears and disappears with changing times; it is there always, waiting silently to be picked. If we wish to be happy, there is nothing that can take us away from it, and if we wish to be sad (consciously or unconsciously), then there is nothing that can drive us to it.

There are a lot of reasons around us to be happy, which we often neglect. The best way to focus our attention to the joy in life is to build and elevate our desire to have it. The main obstacle we deal with in that process is our very own mind. A few things you can try doing to keep that happiness intact.
  •  Sit in a corner and evaluate your situation. Don’t fear, as it only makes the situation worse.
  • Look around and try to find the smallest of thing that you can feel grateful for, Sun, Moon, family, trees, birds, books, education, anything. It is a bit difficult to do in those rough times, but then nothing in life comes easy.
  •  Pamper yourself, feel special. Don’t let those negative moments take over your life and the feeling that you are what others can never be.
  • Look for reasons to smile and laugh, how difficult it may seem.
  • Help others in distress as nothing can bring happiness to life than putting a smile on the face of a person who needs it, no matter how broken you might be.
  • Make your happiness flexible to adjust in all times of your life. Never let it be a slave of circumstances and mood.
I agree some things are easily said than done, but isn’t it worth it a try? Isn’t it something we all should try doing for ourselves and the people around who like to see us smiling?

“I learned there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead, others come from behind. But I have bought a big bat.  I am all ready you see. Now my troubles are going to have trouble with me.” ---Dr. Seuss



Goodbyes
02:38 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 7 comments



 “Unless one says goodbye to what one loves, and unless one travels to completely new territories, one can expect merely a long wearing away of oneself and an eventual extinction.”- Jean Dubuffet


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We all might have faced situations, where we have to say goodbye to people, temporarily or permanently. The moment is not easy and many a times not acceptable as we don’t want to let people go and may be goodbye is the last thing we could ever have thought to say to them. But the truth is, we have to face it, willingly or unwillingly.

But isn't this thing a part of our daily lives? We, at some or the other point, have to bid our final adieu to people. We can’t hold a person forever, against his will, or rather, going against the circumstances. Even if we succeed to make them stay by some way or the other, it again won’t last for long, and if it will, then it will be half–heartedly.

Don’t we make promises to people to stay together forever, no  matter what ? But do these promises last forever, every time?  I guess no. As they say promises are meant to be broken. All the people we meet in our lives is for a purpose. Some helps us through our life's journey and some withdraws it halfway.

The biggest barrier we face in the path of saying goodbye is our emotions. The truth is people come and people go, and we, should learn to accept this thing that we can’t hold on to someone forever. There can be inevitable circumstances, when we take a decision to let someone go or vice versa .

Learning to say goodbye will bring a change to your life, and that change at some point will make you realise that every good bye you said, lead to the beginning of new greetings. We have to release something to feel some newness. To start a new chapter, it is important to end the old one.


“For every goodbye, God also provides a hello” – Donna Gable Hatch


It is never easy as memories do keep haunting. But the truth is the more you keep yourself stuck to people who are no more with you, the more difficult will life be. We need to learn that what’s gone is gone and we need to make ourselves ready to welcome new people with new thoughts and new energy into our lives. There surely will be someone to fill in the void that was created by someone’s exit.

As we move along with our lives, we get accustomed to this fact that goodbyes are an integral part of our lives. If you learn to take it easy, it will only make you stronger.

But I would like to add in the end that to say goodbye is better than never getting an opportunity to say it altogether. The latter hurts more.


“People come, people go – they’ll drift in and out of your life, almost like characters in a favourite book. When you finally close the cover, the characters have told their story and you start up again with another book, complete with new characters and adventures. Then you find yourself focusing on the new ones, not the ones from the past.”- Nicholas Sparks



Yaaden
20:53 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 1 comments

Kyu hame itna majboor kar deti hai yaaden
Na jaane kyu unhi galiyon me har dafa le jaati hai yaaden.

Kyu hum apne man k gulaam banke reh jaate hai
Aur tanhaiyo me chupke se muskurati hai yaaden.

Kabhi palko pe aansoo, kabhi honton pe muskaan ki tarah ithlaati hai yaaden.

Faslo ko mitakar, duriyon ko ghatakar
Kisi ke kareeb hone ka ehsaas karati h yaaden.

Kyu hum bhaagna chahte hai tanhai se bachkar
Jab parchhai ki tarah sang hamesha chalti hai yaaden.

Soone se gharonde me palti hai pal pal,
 Phir kyun Vaadon si toot jaati he yaaden.

Khojten rehte he purani galiyon me nishaan unke,
Aur seene me dabkar aksar reh jaati hai yaaden.


My Small Yahoo World
20:09 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 13 comments

I wanted to write a post on this for long, but finally it is today that I am doing it. I know many people might be having this weird kind of opinion about Yahoo chat rooms. But I would say, my experience has been a real good one and I have made so many friends there, that I could ever imagine of. I have met a few of them in real, and I count those days as some of the best I had. I have had a tough time with people in real life, but this virtual world has been like really nice to me.

Yahoo has always been special to me since the time I started to use it, some 8-9 years back.

I won’t talk about all the rooms here, but only my second home Books and Literature room on yahoo. This is one hell of a room with some really amazing human beings I could never thought of meeting otherwise. Another best person I met was the one who introduced me to this room, my dearest friend, opti, as I call him. We know each other from past 3 years and have been in regular touch since then. I guess no one knows me as well as he does.

And now I have a long list of names to mention here (I am dead if I left any of them), as we, at one time were kind of a happy family. So my list of B&L3 roomies and the friends I made there would include, in no particular order- (I am just mentioning their screen names, as I call them, instead of the real ones) Abhi-( has seen and bear the worst of me), Humanity, Avi, Meenakshi, Desmond, Cygnus, Opium, Simran, Nimbus, Aman, Scooby, Khan, Booki, Exboy, Real, Heart, Amy, Search, Rucks, Tia, Vampi, Puck, Bluecheese, Weakduck, Jekyll, Mouse, Poops, Fatal, Sangeeta, Candida, Pary, Cupid, Purple, Fairy, Lost, Jay, Zero, Pranay, Snappy, Harpy, Lionz, Word, Real. Apologies to those whom I missed. It is nothing that I am addicted to chatting or something, but it is always good to talk to friends, real or virtual.

Now here, we discuss everything except books (we do that too sometimes, but are pulled back to our normal idiotic talks again by some), we pull each other’s legs,  enjoy our time, leave all the burden of the world aside and be as much stupid as we can.  These people not only have a good heart but are highly intellectual too, and I love them for this.

I have had some of the best and funniest moments of my life with these people and I just want to thank them for all the love and care they have given to me. These people have made me feel really special at some or the other point and can’t forget the way they all have been there to make me forget everything. The way they all wished me on my birthday was something I will never forget.  The moments I have spent with them all are unforgettable and they have been much more than real friends. No matter in which part of the world they are, India, Pakistan, Philippines, USA, Middle East, anywhere, there is something that has connected all of us. It is good to know all of them and I know some of them will be with me for a very long time.

I just wish all of them a very happy and prosperous life and may all the dreams of these lovely people come true. God Bless them all. And lastly all I want to say to all is - I love all of you and you will always be remembered.


The Saddest Poem by Pablo Neruda
22:45 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 1 comments
I came across this poem on Good reads and I loved it for the beauty of its words, so thought of sharing it here. This is a poem by Pablo Neruda, which was the pen name and , later, legal name of the Chilean poet, diplomat and politician Neftali Ricardo Reyes Basoalto. He won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1971.

 "The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."

The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

On nights like this, I held her in my arms.
I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her.
How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her.

To hear the immense night, more immense without her.
And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.

What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her.
The night is full of stars and she is not with me.

That's all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.
My soul is lost without her.
As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her.
My heart searches for her and she is not with me.

The same night that whitens the same trees.
We, we who were, we are the same no longer.

I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.
My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.

Someone else's. She will be someone else's. As she once
belonged to my kisses.
Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.
Love is so short and oblivion so long.

Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,
my soul is lost without her.

Although this may be the last pain she causes me,
and this may be the last poem I write for her.”


Untitled
03:11 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 4 comments







It’s past 3 am, not sleepy at all. Another of those sleepless nights. Everything seems to be going away and everything seems to have fallen apart. What one can do if one’s own goodness becomes a reason for disappointment? Are good people only born to suffer? Is there no one who values a good heart? Can’t take human existence around me now. It’s better to be alone, than to be with people who don't give a fuck about you. Charles M Schulz said it aptly, “I love mankind, its people I can’t stand.”  It is becoming more and more difficult for me too to stand people. Not giving up on people too soon, enough time and enough chances I have given. I don’t know how good or bad it is to be only with yourself, to be in a shell. Like it or not, I am or I will, willingly or unwillingly, soon be losing it all. Mankind is good, I feel, but people, they are just unbearable. Fake people, fake realities, fake existences, fake things, fake friends, fake relations, fake truths, fake smiles, fake love, fake appearances, fake promises,  fake emotions, each and everything that I see around is so meaningless and so worthless. Difficult for me to survive here.Just lost in this fake and pretentious world.


"I want to be in your arms tonight"
17:45 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 2 comments
















I want to be in your arms tonight,
Yes, I want it so much,
With all your love, care and affection.
With no thoughts in mind of present and future.
Free from all shackles of the world,
Just listening to what our breath has to say to each other.

How after a long tiresome wait, the day arrived,
The day
When I, felt my soul drenched in your love.
And you took me to a trance,
Away from all these fake realities of life.

I want to be in your arms tonight,
Yes, I want it so much,
And I want the night to end with my name on your lips,
Followed by a smile.


Can Love Happen Only Once?
19:28 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 4 comments




This question has always baffled me. May be the Bollywood effect, you can say. But I never understood this concept. I have this strange kind of feeling for people who say that Love can only be done once or for that matter only happen once.

True love, to me, can happen, as long as you want it to happen. You can love once, twice, thrice, depending upon your will to never cease in your efforts (in no way I am advocating two-timing here). The world is full of such wonderful people that you just can’t stop after failing in love, may be once or twice. Agreed, broken relationships give pain, heartbreak and what not. But, just why one should give up? It is not easy to forget a person you loved with all your heart but that is not where the world ends.

One should not lose hope when it comes to love. A lot of credit may be given to our movies, wherein love between two individuals is shown in such a manner as, if once you are dumped by your respective partner or are separated from him/her for any reason, you just run after spoiling your life or start running away from love.  That is ridiculous to me.

Failures are just a part of life, be it in relationships or business or any other aspect of life. The best thing is to fall again and again and get up with same enthusiasm and will. Media, Television, Movies and peer pressure has a big role to play and yes, their influence can just not be avoided. Love, rejection and heartbreaks have been portrayed so big, that people have started considering it as their soul motive. These things have just been blown out of proportion. Youngsters, due to peer pressure or any other reason falls into it, when they are not prepared for rejection, because they never take this thing into consideration.

Love is a beautiful feeling, be it between anyone. Getting rejected, dumped, ditched or whatever, you may call it, is just part and parcel of the game. Once heartbroken, no matter what I write, one cannot believe he or she can fall in love again until and unless it happens. You just need to give yourself and life a chance and trust me, it’s no big deal.

Paulo Coelho rightly said, “When someone leaves, it's because someone else is about to arrive.” So don’t close all the doors around you to stop the entry of the new one. Love and keep spreading love without being depressed and most important is, never lose hope and never stop believing in yourself and the power of love.


Lonely Nights
21:21 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 1 comments
















The loneliness of nights is hard to escape. No matter how hard I try, no matter how hard I run.
But from whom I am trying to run? Who is it I am so afraid to face?

 World?  No
Society?  No

 None of the so called, friends, foes and lovers
It’s the one I see in front of me in the mirror every day.

 You can run from love, you can run from life;
But how you can run from yourself?

 How is it to run from a person constantly chasing you in your thoughts, your mind and in your heart?
Pushing you every day, asking questions from you about what you have made of yourself and why?

 In the daylight, in the presence of the Sun, these questions subside or gets unnoticed among the routine life.
But comes with Moon, a trail of fearful confrontations.
About life, love, happiness, feelings, future, past and present.

 Whole of the night passes in finding answers to these questions, which for years still remains unanswered.
Emotions change from sadness to tears, from fear to anxiety;

 Until the eyes are again ready to face the shining sun, passing on new hopes.

 And I, like a lost and dead soldier lying hopeless in the battle field of life, half dead, half bruised,
Feels scared to catch those rays of hope.



My Recently Read Poems
02:12 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 1 comments






I loved reading poetry when in college, or you can say I developed the habit as I was a literature student. I almost gave it up after I finished college. Now after 5 years, I am again trying to build up the habit, and honestly I am enjoying it, hope I continue for long this time. 

Here are some of the poems I adored back then and reading them again was a fulfilling experience. While some were a maiden read, but gave the same feeling.
Robert Frost- 

Fire and Ice:
Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.
      From what I've tasted of desire
      I hold with those who favor fire.
      But if it had to perish twice,
      I think I know enough of hate
      To say that for destruction ice
      Is also great
      And would suffice.
   
     The Telephone:
       
     When I was just as far as I could walk 
     From here today
     There was an hour
     All still
     When leaning with my head against a flower
     I heard you talk.
     Don't say I didn't for I heard you say
     You spoke from that flower on the window sill-
     Do you remember what it was you said '
     
     'First tell me what it was you thought you heard.'
     'Having found the flower and driven a bee away
     I leaned my head
     And holding by the stalk
     I listened and I thought I caught the word
     What was it
     Did you call me by my name 
     Or did you say
     Someone said "Come"
     I heard it as I bowed.'
    
     'I may have thought as much but not aloud.'
     
     Well so I came.”
        
     William Wordsworth:
  
     She was a phantom of delight
     When first she gleamed upon my sight;

     A lovely Apparition, sent

     To be a moment's ornament;

     Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair;

     Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair;
     But all things else about her drawn
     From May-time and the cheerful Dawn;
     A dancing Shape, an Image gay,
     To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.

     I saw her upon a nearer view,
     A Spirit, yet a Woman too!Her household motions light and free,
     And steps of virgin liberty;
     A countenance in which did meet
     Sweet records, promises as sweet;
     A Creature not too bright or good
     For human nature's daily food;
     For transient sorrows, simple wiles,
     Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears and smiles.

     And now I see with eye serene
     The very pulse of the machine;
     William Blake:
    
    Never seek to tell thy love 
    Love that never told can be;
    For the gentle wind does move
     Silently, invisibly.
     I told my love, I told my love,  
     I told her all my heart, 
     Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears--
     Ah, she doth depart.
     Soon as she was gone from me
     A traveller came by
     Silently, invisibly--
     O, was no deny.

     Emily Dickinson:

1)   I'm nobody! Who are you?
     Are you nobody, too?
     Then there's a pair of us -- don't tell!
     They'd banish us, you know.
     How dreary to be somebody!
     How public, like a frog
     To tell your name the livelong day
     To an admiring bog!


   2)   How happy is the little stone
     That rambles in the road alone,
     And doesn't care about careers,
     And exigencies never fears;
     Whose coat of elemental brown 
     A passing universe put on;
     And independent as the sun,
     Associates or glows alone,
     Fulfilling absolute decree 
     In casual simplicity.

     I love the Romantic poets as well as the Metaphysical poets like John Donne. A lot more poets are in my to read list. Poetry has the kind of magic in it that can leave you spellbound as well as with the thoughts that how with the use of limited words, the poet pours his mind and heart out.



Tawang, Arunachal Pradesh
16:36 - Posted by Rebellious Submission - 1 comments
Tawang is a beautiful town in Arunachal Pradesh. Rich in vegetation and natural beauty, it is a lovely place for vacation. It is located approximately 555 kms from Guwahati. The Tawang Monastery and the handicrafts center are the main attractions. the monastery in a Tawang is a great place for spiritual awakening.  Living with the monks there can be a great experience for anyone.

After reaching Guwahati Airport, we hired a taxi for Tezpur and from there we hired a cab to begin our journey to Tawang. The view was mesmerizing.

I thoroughly enjoyed my stay there and captured some pictures including the pics of Tawang as well as the scenic beauty along the way.

                                                             Floating in Heaven
     







                                                    Journey from Tezpur to Tawang



































                                                          On our way back to Tezpur                  






The trip was really a memorable one. North-East has always awed me with its beauty and charm. Be it Shillong, Gangtok or Darjeeling, each place has its own attraction.