Cannot bear this anymore,
as I have to restore,
More solutions for each riddle,
trying to resolve.
More riddles for possible outcome,
worries to dissolve.
An endless quest with constant decay,
Which lead to eternal stay?
A feeling that grows by days,
truth that hurts !
A life that slowly leading to abandon,
I’m stuck with natural fears;
a promise of alone.
Only reward I have drawn,
dearest precious objective.
Oh I whisper with my dream,
along countless tears.
I cannot bear this burden,
but have to endure.
An uncompromising compromise trying to decor,
Keeping those couple of lines,
blank and unexplored.
I might find another riddle,
with definite shore !
Food, cloth and shelter are fundamental needs and rights of every human being. Whatever you are enjoying beyond these three is luxury. It might sound exaggerated but when half of the world suffering from food deficiency and fighting terrorism, its clear. One might living in his own pond, waiting for the moment when frog will become prince but there is whole ocean which can not be ignored !
Developing economies and developed countries are example of such pond. You read a blog, you get impress. Then most of the people proudly came across as ‘people without integrity’. People who are living ‘quality’ life quietly and declare themselves ‘not patriotic’, ‘not religious’, ‘not environmentalist’, ‘not xyz’ but as global citizen !
A new breed of Global citizens arrived on social media and in our life. This crop of people is without integrity of any kind. Only solidarity for such people is their own interest. Individual interest has occupied space of compassion and empathy.
Hence, people became everything but human. Like a beautiful urn, on a decorated table with handsome wall. Looking at the room, exhibiting ! People without integrity are like outstanding object of beauty, dedicated to their own inert. Carrying the silver dust, inside. Are we objectifying our identity as human ? Like an urn which is charged but perished ! Ungracious !
We are here again, festive season, warm lights and cool nights. Durga festival at its end and all are looking up to Diwali. For most of us this is about decorating our homes, buying new things, visiting temples and relatives and home-made delicacies. Crowd, all over.
Last week I have been to one such venues of Durga festival. It was amazing and crowded. All possible entries to temple were blocked for any vehicles, only pedestrians allowed. Everyone was rushing to the venue and then to the long shopping spree along the road. There were more than thousands of vendors on street.
All the vendors were selling various things, from food to decorative and toys to apparel. Some of them were teenagers and some senior citizens. Every year I see a lady about 60 years of age, sitting at same place with one small table and a chair. She sits at corner and sells snacks.
Some children were selling toys, some were selling fans and some were selling flutes. One man was writing names on rice grain and showing his skills. Others were selling beads and ribbons.
Those who were not selling anything, mostly of them buying few things. And many were just enjoying the crowd ! Yes, enjoying the rush !
Hence, I realized that there is an order in the chaos. An invisible order that is always presents during festival rush ! Season provides many business opportunities to all age groups. And also provides buying opportunities to all income groups.
That invisible order which keeps everything at its place is the real prosperity. The real goddess of energy and growth reside in that crowd. Diwali is shopping phenomenon culturally. Even if you are not buying anything, you must be buying diyas and lights. But for millions it’s auspicious reason to buy gold, diamonds and precious gifts.
But does that sum up spirit of Laxmi ? shopping malls and jewelry brands ? Here crowd teaches us true spirit of Diwali. Everyone is buying something from 1rs. to 1crore, streets are full. Real spirit lies with that small vendor who with hope of profit sits around corner, selling plastic flowers. And when some spirited buyer like those plastic flowers, Diwali gets started.
Prosperity lies with small but true things which gives you happiness to cherish and memories to pamper. Calculated EMI’s and extravaganza things takes away sheer bliss !! So next time when you going to buy that designer stuff, take a walk in crowd where happiness is spilling from pockets ! Remember happiness is not HD, it’s just happiness !!