To not err.....inhuman

Just an year ago, my friend met with an accident on his way home from office. He was hit by a truck to get injured badly in the head and limbs to end up in a totally pathetic condition. He was admitted to the hospital immediately and his parents who stayed in another state were apprised of the condition. Like most of my other friends I also got to know about the tragedy only the next morning, in effect feeling very bad for whatever had happened. My friends and I happened to talk to our P.M. about this and got permission to call on him in the hospital to know how bad his condition was. When I was just about to leave for the hospital, I got a phone call. Although I was in a restless state and in no mood to pick it up, I did. “April Fool” said the voice. In no time, I could analyze that the whole sad story was cooked up to fool folks. With my nature of fooling people and playing pranks all through the year, I am undoubtedly a target of many on that D-day. It was no surprise I was fooled. But, despite knowing that it was April 1st, despite knowing that I was running a risk of getting fooled, I didn’t want to question the credibility of the matter for I thought if I believed, I would only be a fool if it were a prank (but, what was new about it?) but, if I didn’t believe and had it been true, I would feel guilty. I believed it to comfortably get fooled. People who were smart enough not to believe it and being safely saved from getting fooled, said I did a mistake in doing what I did. But, I thought, for such things, to not err, it is inhuman!


I was just reminded of it since the D-day is about to revisit again and another colleague said he’s going to quit on 31st.About bidding farewell.. To do or not to do?

Staggered calls

“Saw ur blog today ... quit writing huh? Boy, u sure have changed a lot from the time I knew u in college!! When did u start caring about somebody doing something that made u think about giving up things that u love doing? I am not telling u shouldn't change but I always saw this as one of ur strongest character traits, one that is so ingrained in u that couldn't be erased. I have always admired and respected u very highly for it “

This was a sudden reaction of my college-buddy who happened to visit my blog after a gap. I am reproducing it here because she insisted that her remark be answered on my blog, maybe to get me to write again! Smart emotional blackmail it was, right?
What put me to thought was that I never knew I was like this nor did I think otherwise of myself. Basically, I never drew a picture of myself or my traits. Some times to get such responses from folks who matter more to you can be so soothing , but it equally puts you under a lot more pressure to live up to their expectations. Since, yesterday, I have been thinking if a jolly-go-lucky girl at college could leave such an impression on another person or was it a mask she was wearing? Am I really the one people think I am or they drew kind conclusions because the real litmus test to prove character never happened?
Another thought that came across was how surprisingly things prioritize themselves and rule over a person’s mind. Sometimes, we let go of things that mean so much to us because the priority-swap-magic takes over…..truly amazing!
I am not sure if my true self came out of hibernation or the spell of priority-swap-magic exhausted , but I can surely say that I can resist everything but temptation!
Needless to say, My abode beckoned too ………

Bidding Adieu

Reinventing the wheel is a bad option for anything, more so when it comes to civilization. One has to civilize to upgrade the base inherited from the ones who put efforts on giving a shape to the guidelines for a good society and a human being. Being literates, it is inexcusable to resort to an age of crude behavior. What beats me is the fact that being intelligent and having access to a society of intelligent folks, some people tend to evoke disrespect on all individuals. Mutual respect should not be done away if need is to create an elite club of intellectuals.
I am not sure if this is indignation or the wish to stop being the cause for littering others' blogs which otherwise are coming up so well to express their writing talent, I am bidding adieu to this blog of mine. I can sense a smile or two somewhere! When it comes to expecting comments on the pieces of writing, it definitely displays lack of desire to improve if I only want favourable comments. Anything pertinent to the content is always welcome, but using this space to depict sadistic behavior is condemnable. It has become so suffocating to restrict comments, more so for the reason that one should be given freedom of expression. It is also the responsiblity of folks not to misuse freedom, I suppose. Instead of some petty means, which I myself dislike, I thought I should sign off. My decision has not sprung up without being given a chance or two. I cannot sustain things that reflect badly on my belief in righteousness.
I appreciate all the pointers and incitement extended by fellow bloggers thus far. I do not say that the existence of my blog had a significant role to play, it is also not easy to part with MY blog, which had become a part of myself and my expression, but I am doing this because, I guess that’s far better than propagating manners away from decorum. My small voluntary act to maintain blog discipline, in whatever capacity. I would like to explicitly mention that my connection with others’ blogs would be limited to reading ( I don’t want to give up on this for I like to read creative writing and learn quite some things from others’ views too ) alone, and not commenting.
So, here’s Rashmi signing off on a note very close to her, “Don't do unto others as you would have Others not Do Unto you."

Reason to Relax

Knock on the door
X: Go, open the door.
Y: But, I am so tired, why don’t you do it?
X: Tired? Nonsense. You have been relaxing all day long.
Y: Yeah, I am relaxing. Isn’t that because I am tired?
X: I have worked all day and not relaxed too.
Y: You didn’t relax? That means you are not tired, right?
X: I could not spare time to relax.
Y: But, where there’s a will there’s a way. Strengthen your will.
Another knock
X : Kaam chor! You relax. I am not tired, I am told. I’ll open the door.

Beyond B/W

Colour Enlivens!

Ephemeral Honour

The cosmos feigns in unison
Daisy of the day, you’ve become
You bud, blossom and wilt away
Oh Dame! All in a day


Souls that breathe everyday
Deify you for once, today
Sing and cheer as you may
Oh Dame! All in a day


Days that would ensue
Are only for the select few
You dream, you hope, you smile
Oh Dame! All in a day


Poor mortal of the day
At grave, ensured is your stay
Do live your life, but
Oh Dame! All in a day

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"Saare jahaan se acchha, Hindustan hamaara " surely springs patriotism in any Indian. But somewhere I doubt if that brought this owner's-pride-neighbour's-envy-sentiment among folks beyond the border that they wanted to feel how an acchaa jahaan would be like and once convinced, wanted to posses it too. But the fact remains,"Saare jahaan se achha.......". A boon to most of us and a bane to the unfortunate rest.

Uncommon Stranger

I’d ne’er seen you before
I covet to see you more
You went past me in a flicker
Sure, my heart beats did trigger


My eyes looked at your way strong
Undeterred by fellas’ throng
You went, ne’er to look back
Yet, wish’s not had a crack


Stranger you were, a moment ago
In you, I found my alter ego
Tho’, did fail to strike a chord
Away, you just trod, trod and trod