Blessings from Grandma :)

----- भजन ----
रोम रोम में तुम्ही हो हरजी
रोम रोम तुम्हारा है
मैं तो बस एक बुत हूँ हरजी
स्पंदन तुम्हारा है
सभी जीवों के तुम्ही हो सृष्टा
तुम्ही से जीवनधारा है
निर्मल को तुम्ही बल देते
तू सबका पालनहार है
ये जग है क्रीड़ा स्थल
तू खेल खिलावन्हारा
हारे जब भी हम जीवन से
दिया तुम्ही ने सहारा है
रोम रोम में तुम्ही हो हरजी
रोम रोम तुम्हारा है

---- सवर्ण कौर

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Nightingale

"April Heights Haiku Month" Challenge is on. The theme for day 15 is 'Morning Mist' and for day 16 is 'Nightingale'. Here is my take...

whistles and gurgles
he sings for his soul mate
till the morning mist


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Tears

"April Heights Haiku Month" Challenge is on. Since it is an open prompt, I prefer this.

'Uff Ye Potluck Meet' is concluded successfully. Enjoyed it. The best part of the meet is Leo's words. He has made me to write Haiku again..

cloud sheds tears
as my tears dried out
will she realize?


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Colors

"April Heights Haiku Month" Challenge is on. The theme for the day 13 is 'Lilly', and for day 12 is 'Koi Pond'.

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white petals flower
koi swimming in pond: colors
bright and beautiful


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To you…with ♥

I do not write to win or to receive any prizes, I write because I have to, because writing to me is like breathing, without which I would die. I write to her, for her, and by her; I say by her because she is the poem, which I love to write until my last breath. So to you…with love

All my life, I dreamt of love, and yet,
I never thought I would find that love!
This is deep, soulful and bliss too,
Because there's just no one like you!

I think of you all day and night,
And whenever I feel bad and down,
You make me laugh, and I feel good;
Sweetheart, there's just no one like you!

Sweetheart, you're the one I want,
With you, I feel good and this heart,
Is for you, ever and forever till eternity,
Because there's just no one like you!

Words can't express the way I feel you, and so,
My dearest Valentine, I'm glad that you are mine.
I'll be your first and you'll be my last love,
Sweetheart, there's just no one like you!

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I ♥ U

'Memories...they make my world. I want to relive my days I lived with you once in the past...'

'You sound like an idiot...don’t you? They are just memories, which have nothing to do with your life. Go to sleep. Good Night'
She hangs up!

Those words are just from her lips but I know her heart...still she is not ready to accept the truth, which will change her world for good. I close my eyes to relive those beautiful days again inside my heart.

F L A S H B A C K

Few months ago, we met each other on Facebook on a photography page. We were accidentally tagged by the page administrator on a same comment thanking us for appreciating his work, which we both liked and that’s how the fate helped us to know each other.

H O W   I   K N O W   H E R   -   A   T R O U B L E S O M E   T A L E

I would say it was our passion - “Photography” as she followed sent a message asking if I know the page admin and if I could intro him. It led to another love saga...that’s too much no? I would say another troublesome tale!

H O W   I   M E T   H E R?

I believe...on a bright sunny day, she asked if we could meet each other and click some photographs. I came with my Canon Babe and she boasted her Nikon kid just to click some awesome worthless stupid idiotic clicks, though we personally loved it.

T H E   F R I E N D S H I P!

Day by day, no wait...it’s second by second we interacted on Facebook about boys, girls, jeans, t-shirts, online shopping, window shopping, books, and what not? Even about sex...I mean Sex in the city!

C H A R A C T E R   S K E T C H

I’m just another guy; hair waved down to ears, eyes are slightly darker shade of brown, like coffee; ears are not so big, still cute; slim and tall, but not as tall as Amitabh Sir is. She is a flawless creation! She has a face of Olive (I'm Popeye the Sailor Man). Her big olive eyes can steal hearts of stags. Her short nose still adds beauty to her face. Her perfect pale pink lips tempts me a lot and the smile she carries on her face is what I click the most. She has the best of the best features a girl could have. Totally, she is a dream! (Too much NO????)

L o V e ?

On a not a hot Sunday evening , around half past seven I text her asking if we could go out for a night photo shoot for which she was waiting for...in the past six months. We met on our usual meeting spot: the beach. She came in her pink pyjamas, pink slippers, and what not? Everything :P She looked girly for the first time..., which created a few butterflies in my stomach.

‘Hey you look cute today!’ She blushed! We discussed about various kinds of photography. How one can become a good photographer? And some more dumb ideas, though my intention is to keep looking into beautiful blushing eyes, which I noticed for the first time in the past six months. An ice cream van passed by us and she whispered, ‘I want a Cornetto ice cream.’

‘I will buy for you.’
She smiled as I bought two Cornetto’s. We continued walking clicking photographs of weird lights on road. Suddenly, a thought hit my head, and I stared at her for a minute.

‘Hello! What?’ I did not speak instead I went on one knee, opened the Cornetto, and offered her with a smile.

She smiled, ‘You are a crazy man.’ I stayed on my knees. ‘Will you be my breathe?’ Her eyes twinkled, she blushed a lot better than before, and she said, ‘I’m already!’

T H E   T W I S T

Her father who is a investment banker in London found a great opportunity for his child, who is none other than she. The opportunity was to fill the position of wife for an investment banker who is a 30+ million-dollar man and she accepted the opportunity happily.

T H E   U L T I M A T E   W I N N E R!!

A year after, on a winter Sunday evening, around seven in the night, she with her husband attended an International Photography Award Ceremony in which I was awarded as a Best Photographer of the Year by Sony for one of my play with lights.

M O N E Y! M O N E Y!! M O N E Y!!!

I won more than million hearts by my photographs which eventually won several million-dollar contracts. All because of One Reason - L O V E = One Passion - P H O T O G R A P H Y = One Soul - * * * *

T H E   E N D

‘It was nice to see you winning one of the most prestigious awards for your photography. I’m really happy.’

‘But... I missed you – priceless possession of my life. All I’ve now is memories, they make my world...'

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Muses of Wandering Passions - Chimnese Davids - #BookReview

Promises are never meant to be broken. Though a lot of times they are broken, still a promise is a promise; in fact, it is a huge word. I accepted the invite of Chimnese Davids to review her debut poetry book, “MUSES OF WANDERING PASSIONS” despite the busy personal schedule. I thought I could complete it on time, but even after a month, and a half of dozen of reminders, I’m yet to write a review.

Why am I hesitant to write a review? It is such an amazing poetry book. The title in itself expresses how the author feels about writing and I so wanted to give my best shot to write a detailed review about it. The author starts with a beautiful quote about change in life.

“Change is possible if you allow it to happen. Nothing in life is constant; it’s always evolving and that’s how life happens for me. Through my adversities, I can reach new heights.” - Chimnese Davids

In Editor’s words:
The book is the very definition of sadness and of loss. Its undiluted mourning grips the reader: within the starkness, the sincerity of recollections in fairness to the one causing the broken heart is touching: “That is what you meant to me: a light that shone through the darkness.” (Your smile, p. 56)

The book contains the pensive reflections on a life that passed, but also the effects of it in the now. It brings a test of ability to those in need; a showdown. The reader is gently guided to assess own love. It is often better to look at the self through the eyes of others.

It is true that Ms. Davids guide us to assess one’s own love through her words; love in scripted words.

In Author’s words:
Writing for me has always been an escape; a way to express my true feelings. I write about my circumstances and how they affect me; how I would change them if I could. I write down my hopes and my dreams. I pour out all my joy and my sadness and this verbalization keeps me sane. It keeps me from losing the one small piece of me that remains hidden away, where no one could find it. It is a way to express what is in my heart and soul; those deep places where many people hesitate to venture.

When you write, you are tapping into your inner soul and it is really hard to lie to yourself, when you are putting words down that translate emotions that cannot be denied. There is much I can say about my writing, about my book, or every story I have ever written in my life, but the one conclusion that really stands out, is this: I know there is power in words, power to express and to heal one. My wandering imagination never gives up on me and always finds ways to explore what my emotions entail.

Words are God’s gift to mend a broken soul.

I second that.

The Book:
An 88-page book made of golden words touches your inner soul to assess one’s love. The poems are grouped under seven categories that take one through a rollercoaster ride of life and each of those poems stand on their own. I would like to pick a few and say why I liked it so much.

Finding a feather on your path
She wore the symbolic feather;
most said it was a figment of her
imagination,
yet it stood written in the book
of philosophy that she would
wear the symbolic feather,
but she is the messenger.

To write a figment of imagination as a message to this world is a sweet gesture.

Walking in the rain
I speak in a passionate voice:
“God, is this blessing your tears
wanting to wash away
the pain we all carry inside?”
It’s only when the winter comes
that rain pours down
cleansing my face,
a face that needed this rain
so the pain doesn’t remain …

The message conveyed in the poem is very strong that God thus washes away the pain we all carry inside in form of rain.

Where faith leads me
They are two lost souls that are currently on
a journey of their own.
Yet, their faith in meeting
doesn’t falter, because they believe
in the Divine Love of His Spirit,
that dwells in each of us.

Ms. Davids said it all…

Underneath the dark shines a light
I can feel it loosen, I can feel the weight
lifting off my shoulders,
and I can feel my eyes burning by light.
Finally, I can see faces of people smiling,
as a bright light took me into its
waiting arms.

Sometime words cannot say it…

Can’t breathe without you
I can’t breathe,
I can’t eat,
I can’t seem to find a way
out this maze my heart
has let me walk.
I need your passion;
I can’t breathe without you.
Just bring your heart back to me,
because I can’t let go,
I won’t give up;
not on my heart.
Without you I can’t breathe.
I am still in love with you …

If you are a lighthearted person then please do not read the above one.

Empty Bottle
I miss you popping up on my screen.
It’s like I am left with an empty half:
you know, when a bottle is full
and you pour it half way?
That is how I feel … like a half-empty bottle.
I write these words mostly for me,
just to remember what you meant to me.
That feeling that you would always be there.

Like…an half-empty bottle I feel; lost in words…

Erato
You give me the faith of love,
believing in passion and desires
as my lips touch my beloved,
as her caresses puts me in a mood
of great desire, filled in the depth
of our souls, combining
us as one.

A postcard from heaven
Dear, I have been sending you
a postcard ever since I have left;
I have kept most of the letters
knowing it would never reach you,
but this might be the last one since
you are coming here soon.
I can’t wait to be reunited with you.
I love you and miss you;
I’ll be there, waiting near the white gate
as you walk over that cloud.
You will love it here.
Till we meet again.
Postcard from heaven, with love.

This is my favorite poem of all. I love this :)

About Chimnese Davids:
Chimnese Davids is South African, accounts clerk and freelance writer. Her first publication was with an online magazine Allthings Girl in 2010.She had also been published in three anthologies, Step Into My Shoes published through Jafansta. Inc in June 2011 and Love In Creativity, published through Jingle and Gooseberry Garden Community in March 2012.She was 12 years old when she started writing and won a contest in 1996.Her debuted poetry and prose collection, “Muses of Wandering Passions” is her first book published. Her editor and publisher (KREATIVSA~ August 2012) said that the book would be a guide to her readers to find hope in their own strength and how the heart can heal itself in time with the true nature of her spiritual journey that would take the reader to places they’ve never searched within themselves.

Book Details:
Title : Muses of Wandering Passions
Author : Chimnese Davids
Publisher : KREATIV SA
Launch Date : 14 October 2012
Where : Cape Town ~ South Africa
Email ID : chimnese@gmail.com
Goodreads : http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6519372.Chimnese_Davids
Facebook : http://www.facebook.com/chimhill.ff.net
Twitter : https://twitter.com/mspoeticgirl
Page : https://www.facebook.com/pages/Chims-World-of-Literature/202798436401115
Website : http://musesofwanderingpassions.webs.com/

Book Links:
Link to Amazon
Link to Goodreads

Ms. Davids has saved the best for the last ones. The Poet’s Voice section and the poem New Possibilities are my personal favorites.

To conclude, I would say this is a book to be read to assess one’s love. You will walk into the depth of Ms. Davids feelings when reading the poetry, and finally you’ll be in tears. I’m sure Ms. Davids will be winning many awards and will reach heights. I would like to give four out of five stars for her work and I wish her Good luck :)

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“…but, why it has to be you?” : My entry for the Get Published contest...in simple words – My Dream!

Title: “…but, why it has to be you?” : My entry for the Get Published contest...in simple words – My Dream!

The Idea:
“…but, why it has to be you?” is a real love story of Shiv (the narrator) and Irene, both of them working as a Software Engineer in one of the top IT firms of India. Shiv, who is returning from Germany to India after three years of hectic IT life, pub’s, and beer’s, is excited to meet Irene, the girl whom he has fallen in love a billion times, though, he is yet to propose her. Shiv’s excitement is hard to describe; after all, he is going to meet her for the first time, and all he know about her is her melodious voice.

Shiv learns shocking truth about Irene from Mano; his project manager in India, that Irene had resigned her job two months ago due to some personal reasons. Shiv cannot digest this heartbreaking news; hence, he decides to go in search of his breathe (Irene), who is not on any of the social networks, which is likely finding a moon on a dark moonless night.

A ray of hope thunders down his thoughts – “an email sent from her personal id to his client email box, which he no longer has access to, but his only hope is to search her outlook.” He logon to her machine with the username: Irene and password: shiv2687 only to learn the secret that she had removed the outlook profile, but luck favored him as he finds a word document on the desktop, “…but, why it has to be you?. docx”

What is the word document about? Will it help Shiv to find his love Irene? Will they marry? Wait and read..

To you, Shiv:
The story is inspired by the life of Shiv and Irene (my friend and my colleague), who defined the world ‘Love’ and the title credits goes to Shiv, who is a writer, artist and a sweet heart friend.

Excerpt:
From the word document:

“…but, why it has to be you?” I keep asking the question every day every night to myself wondering what could be the answer, but still searching in the ocean.

***

It must be love…a love without any expectations: an untold love, which lies deep in my heart, which gives me hope and which keep me alive.

***

So the challenge is…if by fate, if you read this document in near future, if you could find me then I’ll shout to the world that I’m madly insanely in love with you.

Special Dedication:
This post is especially dedicated to Delhi Gang Rape Victim “Nirbhaya”

End Note:
This is my entry for the HarperCollins–IndiBlogger Get Published contest, which is run with inputs from Yashodhara Lal and HarperCollins India.

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...words fail here ~ Let the angel rest in peace

Disclaimer: This personal post displays the outcry of emotions of a soul. This has nothing to do with any Political parties and the views are highly personal.

…words fail here…she is an eternal fighter who fought against all the odds bravely, but this morning around 2:15 AM IST she left this awful world.

She…I would like to give her a name – ‘Isha’ The name I love the most in this world, because we humans (Indians) tend to react only when our own blood/relationships are under any issues.

A 23-year-old pure soul dreams were shattered into pieces on a moving bus in Capital City of Rape on December 16 by a half-a-dozen drunken animals. She was brutalized (it’s not just rape, and it can’t be defined in my language) by six drunken animals who took turns on her for an hour and she was thrown off the moving bus with her male friend, who was initially collapsed as those drunken animals hit him using an iron rod.

She suffered severe internal injuries caused by a metal rod, as those drunken animals inserted it into her when they brutalized her. Because of this heinous act, doctors removed her intestines initially, as they were gangrenous. She had suffered from severe organ failure following serious injuries to her body and brain. She was courageous in fighting for her life for so long against the odds but the trauma to her body was too severe for her to overcome. Perhaps, army men fight against enemies face to face, but she fought against all the odds for 12 days, and finally her body gave up today.

This incident galvanized India as youth India protested demanding justice for her, which political parties hijacked for their purpose. However, police created dramas when a constable died mysteriously like in movies to dilute the case, but nothing can match the outrage of youth India. The protest is on, will be on, still we get justice.

As a citizen of India, I demand the amendment of Law to protect women from animals. I’ve a suggestion too. What can be done to save our eyes?

Chemical castration, life imprisonment and death sentence are some of the words that are being used and suggested by the protestors as a form of punishment for all rapists. Do you agree?

Well, I do whole-heartedly agree to this.

Rape and Murder : Death Penalty + Victim and their parents should slap accused, his parents, his wife (if married), and his blood relations, which should be filmed and telecasted in National News.

Rape : Chemical castration + Victim and their parents should slap accused, his parents, his wife (if married), and his blood relations, which should be filmed and telecasted in National News.

Eve Teasing : Victim and their parents should slap accused, his parents, his wife (if married), and his blood relations, which should be filmed and telecasted in National News.

So, in my humble opinion, I would prefer the above punishment so that no man will think of committing this heinous act again.

I wish I can write more... but words fail here… Let her Rest in Peace…

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Moment of the Millennium: A Lip Lock

“It’s party time!” said Navya in her sweet voice, for which the team jumped in happiness. For an IT Professional like us, every day is a challenge, every hour is money, and each second is a ‘do or die’ struggle, still whenever we get a reason to celebrate, we do smile and celebrate!

It was Navya’s Birthday. She is a heart stealing beauty with her big moist eyes and a perfectly drafted nose adds beauty to her face. Her white complexion is hard to describe. Totally, she is an angel who turned 22 on 12 December 2012. As it was day of the millennium, we thought of celebrating her birthday in a special way and at sharp 12:12:12 – the moment of the millennium, we made the cutie to cut the cake and in less than a minute, the whole cake was on her face. It was indeed a big surprise for her, for which she could not stop smiling.

It was that golden moment, when Karthik – a well-built short hair guy went on his one knee with a diamond ring to propose his love to the birthday angel. She could not stop blushing; in fact, no girl can. When everyone was wondering what’s going to happen next, she accepted his proposal, and he put the ring on making the moment more beautiful. That’s when she called a party, a pizza party - A pizza party for 50 people!

We had two options; one – Dominos and the other was PHD. And on popular demand, we opted for Dominos. We enquired about the price for a bulk order, for which they agreed to give a decent discount, and when we were about to finalize the deal, Raghav shouted in his grave voice.

“Sir, we would get a better offer if we book online. Moreover, I know a site where we can get coupons for a good deal. The site name is CupoNation - http://www.cuponation.in/”

“CupoNation?” He showed us the site. It looked fantastic right from the logo to the wide variety of offers they give on various stores. I was impressed!

He also suggested us to order in small chunks to get a better deal and as decided ten of us ordered separately, got it delivered at the same time, and enjoyed the party. While we tasted pizza’s Karthik tasted Navya followed by a tight hug and they are a perfect couple. At last, we all had a good party. Thanks to CupoNation, Dominos and to Navya and Karthik.

On Karthik’s request I’ve posted this incident on my blog and this is pretty much the reason for the below Tweet. Got the answer…?

Stay tuned for updates on Haiku Challenge 2013. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year 2013 in advance!!!!

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