Upturned Curve!

Smile, because life ain’t gonna be still,

Smile, You aren’t the only one down the hill!

Look around You, there is a dire drought of Happiness.

Sad, gloomy all about. None interested to talk about,

Eyes droopy, tired life. Do you need a reason to Smile around?!

Smile to lessen someones pain, a genuine concern to be Humane.

The magic that your smile does, it brightens the day without much fuss!

No jargon of words can ever compete, what the curve turned upwards does.

The Soul feels blessed, the heart feels light.

Giving a meaning of what is life.

It sees no Black, its sees no White!

it’s just brings along the shining light!

Smile, as it is a charity inexpensively grandiose.Image

Which even the riches envy, pursue to defeat!

Devouring in their own ego, none Succeeds!



Oh! God my life is a living hell. Thought Martha cursing herself for she thought her life was going nowhere near happiness.

“Oh! what did I do to get this kind of life” First she was being made to leave her job and second her husband was uselessly sitting at home and gambling away with her money.

One day out of frustration she decides to end her life. When she is about to jump off the cliff .An elderly man in a cloak comes out of nowhere and stops her.

He asks her “young lady what urges you to take such an extreme step. Ending one’s life is not a solution to life’s misery”.

She replies to him harshly. ”Who are you to ask me such a question?”

To some IAM a Mystery and to some IAM Eternity” he replies.

“Whatever you are saying old man, everything is going over my head.  okay ! who are you and why are you so concerned about me.” questions Martha.

‘Alright, then child let me tell u who AM I.” I’m a Philosopher .”

“Oh! I should have understood by your previous statement that you are a Philosopher. Only a Philosopher can say and understand the things he is saying. Not a common man.” she retorts at him angrily.

“No, no! You are mistaking me I’m not a Philosopher who philosophizes life. I’m ”The Philosopher with ‘PHILOSOPHER STONE’ who lives on for Eternity”.

“Are you kidding me there is no Philosopher and all . It’s just FICTION”. Say’s a stunned Martha

“There you have it my child the answer to the previous statement. It is the belief that makes things happen.” says the philosopher.

‘Okay then, for the time being let’s assume that you are a Philosopher . But I don’t get how on earth did you land up on this place out of nowhere.” she questions him.

“This spot is the TELEPORTER to our Magic World. I had gone to the “PHILOSOPHERS PAGENT”  there. And when I returned I saw you down the cliff trying to jump so I came to stop you from doing so. Now you got all the information you wanted, so tell me what is your misery’, he asks

“What you have PAGENTS in the magic world?” Martha is stunned.

“Why are you so shocked my dear? .It is where we showcase our age. The one with best physique par age wins”. he replies.

“Did you win then?!” asks Martha amused at the thought of the PAGENT and the old man participating in it.

“No! My luck was bad I was not eligible for that”. He answers disappointingly.

“Ah! I’m so sorry. Why were you too old for that?”. She asks with sarcasm in her tone.

“No! Actually I was 100 years younger to participate in it.” he tells her sheepishly.

“Oh! My God! If you had to wait for hundred years to participate then how old are you now”. She exclaims amused and shocked at this revelation.

“Now, now my child. Let’s not divulge into the details of how old I’m. Let it remain a suspense as to say so. Now you tell me why do you want to die”. He quizzes her.

Martha tells him everything.

The Philosopher listens to her patiently and as she is finished with her story and goes into deep thinking, which eventually leads him to sleep. Seeing this Martha gets outraged and he is awakened from his slumber by the thundering uproar of Martha.

“Hey! Mr. Philosopher get up was I singing you a lullaby or what?.Are you here to help me out or sleep at the behest of my ill- fate.” she shouts at him angrily.

Ahh! what ?where am I and who r u?”The philosopher asks puzzled.

Martha gets irritated by this question and bursts out in anger at the Philosopher.” First you don’t let me die in peace, Second you tell me you are gonna help me, and now you are asking me who am I. Are you insane?!

The philosopher regains his memory and apologizes to her. “Sorry my child let me see what I can do for you”.

He searches for something in his cloak pocket for a moment and takes out a crystal ball with a dial in it.

“Here Martha, take this crystal ball.” he says handing it over to her


“What’s this crystal ball and how is it gonna help me? ”She queries


“My child this is not a normal crystal ball .It’s a BACK-TIMER” He replies.

“What’s a BACK-TIMER ”she quizzes him

“It will take you back in time and you can change a particular event of your past which you feel will change your life forever”. He explains

“How do I use It ?“ Asks Martha

The Philosopher shows her .”you just have to think of the event you want to change and press the GO button on the crystal ball.”

Martha thanks the Philosopher for helping her and returns home with the BACK-TIMER reckoning as to which past event she should change to make her future happy and secure. As she was trying to make out what part of her past she would change. Just then, her husband enters the house fully drunk and starts swearing at her as usual. That’s when she decides that would change the time when she first met her husband and would replace him with a rich man.

“Yes, that’s what I’m gonna do replace this old-bugger with a Millionaire.”She smiles to herself thinking of her brighter future.

As she sets the back-timer and presses the GO button .her husband enters the house again and swears at her again and again repeatedly .Martha gets confused for the same thing happening to her and searches for another button if any and she finds one with the word DEACTIVATE written on it and presses it.

A recorded message plays on it saying “Thank you for using our REVERSE-TIMER services. You are currently in the queue .kindly wait the queue of the helpline to DEACTIVATE it ”

“A what”. She is dumb-struck at this news and shouts out loud ”Argh,P-H-I-L-O-S-O-P-H-E-RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR”.

Far –away in the MAGIC LAND the old philosopher is searching for his crystal ball .His wife chips in and says.” Oh! Honey how many times do I have to tell you to take your medications for your forgetfulness.But you just don’t listen to me. See this is the umpteenth time You have lost your one of your crystal balls and you don’t even remember what you have done with it ”.The Philosopher looks at his wife with a twinkle in his eyes and says

“Don’t worry dear, I might have dropped it somewhere .There’s always a Replacement for everything”.

Life of A Nomad!

I traveled throughout the seven seas,

In the quest to find the real me.

Who am I ? what’s the purpose of my life, I quizzed the human.

But there came no reply, but only perplexed stares!

I roamed the earth like a vagabond,

Through drought of dryness to the severity of flood,

I asked the drought,’why do u suffer,

The acrimony of the sun and the harshness of the sky?’

To this the drought replied,’I never acknowledged the kindness of rain,

‘I used to complain,as to ‘O you, Damn Rain, won’t you ever Stop ?!’;

It caused it so much pain, that it swore to never rain ever again;

From then on, I repent taking it’s blessings for granted;

Now, I desperately yearn to see the rain again,

To fill the gaps in my land and flourish me!

I then, asked the flood ‘Why do bear the brunt of the rain?

It said, bewailing to me; ‘I’ve been unkind to the Sun,

Always used to fret ” O Sun, Stop shining upon me so bright,

Sometimes, I wish you weren’t on my side!”

It  caused the Sun so much Wrath, that it swore never shine on me again!’

But, now I yearn the warmth of the Sun to shine on me,

And respite me from the gloom;

I never understood what they meant, until I chanced upon a man who was bewailing all the while!

He was lamenting and regretting,

I asked him, ‘ Why do you Cry? Why do you suffer?!’

He bemoaned and said, ‘In my youth, I was such a brute! I never understood, kindness and love!

I used to take everyone for granted and be thankless for their love!’

His Very words, enlightened me like some epiphany the true meaning of Life!

Never be ungrateful for what you have, for you never know whenimages13 it’ll evade you!


‘Is everything ready?!’ Inquired Sam in his baritone voice.

‘Yes, Chef almost!’ replied Dan.

‘What the….?! The Bosses  would be here any minute and you saying ‘almost’!’ bellowed Sam.

Sam is the Head Chef of ‘FleeFlaw’, an Upmarket Restaurant in New York city. He is a thirty nine years old, snobbish looking Sturdy guy with a frown like a plate mark on his face. Just in a short period of  time he made mark for himself in the NYC. He was complacent that none can cook like him in the whole of the City.

But, all this was broken when Dan entered his kitchen, his domain was threatened by this lanky, Six feet tall lad in his twenties!

The first time Dan set foot into the kitchen, he was praised for his Culinary Expertise with his very first dish! He was a self taught man, a prodigy of sorts.

The very reason that Sam fears would snatch him his job!

‘Show me the Lasagna, i want to check it before it goes to the oven!’ grumbled Sam, with a hint of malice in his voice.

Dan passes it to him;

It tasted deliciously Perfect than his, but he’d other conniving plans, he blurted out ‘ This one is lacking salt, do you want to serve a blunt dish to Boss, is it?!

Dan meekly responded, ‘No, I checked on it, it was perfect!’

Oh! So, you know better than me is it?! Who is the experienced one here, huh!

‘Now give me that’, he grabbed the lasagna and while Dan wasn’t looking he sneaked in a cockroach and left it to bake!

With a sly smile, he left the room thinking, ‘This is surely gonna take away his job’

While serving, Sam made it a point that Dan serves that dish to the Boss.
Placing the dish Dan noticed something brown popping out of it. To his horror he figured it out to be a Cockroach!

He looked towards Sam and noticed a wicked smile on his face. He’d tricked him!

Dan feared the circumstances he’s gonna face and loose his job! The Boss took a mouthful of Lasagna without noticing the insect while chatting.
He grimaced and called out, ‘ Who made this dish?’

Fear now gripped Dan, ‘I’m surely gonna get fired!’ he thought.

‘That would be me, Sir! he said.

‘Oh! I just loved the lasagna! i’ve never tasted anything like this before! especially the crunch part in it, it was all gooey inside. I couldn’t discern it?!’

‘It’s a chocolate coated marshmallows, sir!’, Dan replied with his quick thinking, feeling  relieved.

‘Wonderful! You get a raise, you’re promoted as Head chef!, said the Boss.

Sam is left flabbergasted!

This blog post is part of the weekly writing challenge  at The Daily Post


A Wish…… A Cry…..

Hush, My Baby… Hush, hush,  stop the Cry!

Look, look here my baby, look your Mother is by your side!

Oh! How I wish to take you in my hands and fondle you….

To cease your precious Pearls from seaming through!

How, I wish to turn into a cloud and hover over, you;

And overcome, the blazing Sun agonizing you!

How, I wish for this torment to end…..

How i wish to take you in my hands and comfort you,

That this pain and sufferings will end soon.

But, all the wishes cannot come true!

Here I lay motionless next to you,

No matter how hard I try to come near you!

The heart pacing fast and every minute of My life ticking away from you!

The eyes are the only console that let me see the beautiful You!

Though My parting from you is coming near;

I pray that you live in a land of love and sabotage fear!

The land of Peace without discrimination and apathy…..

Where all live in harmony!

But,  fear grips me now….. will you be safe with me gone?

I fear that atrocity will leash on you.

Once, I’m gone who’ll look after you?

No, no…. how I wish to take you along!

You’ll be safe only with me.

Alas! the misery!

But,  I see the heavens answering me;

The sky bringing respite from the suffering…

Sometimes, bad can be an iota of blessing in disguise!

Come My baby, In the heavens i’ll sing you a Lullaby!


Words falter to describe,

The wonderful being that you are.

You are the beacon of light that shines me through in the darkest of the hour;

Oh, mother! What would I be without you?!

You spend sleepless nights just to see me sleep,

No matter how much you do for your kids, we always find fault!

Though sometime it breaks your heart…. you never fall apart!

But, even the simple triumph of your Child makes you so proud…

As if they have won the world!

Oh, Mother! you make me wonder?!

What are you made of?

How can one be always so self less, giving, full of empathy all the while!

In What has the Lord moulded you?

Are you an Angel in disguise?!

You shed silent tears for the sake of the kids,

You wish all the happiness in the Universe for Us,

And sacrifice all your desires just for our glee!

You are Shadow of blessing from the Almighty,

No matter how selfishly we try to run away from you…

You always follow us through,

In your prayers there is always mention of Us,

You never ask anything for yourself but happiness for Us!

In your lap do I find solace, from the miseries of world,

Miraculously all the worries turn into hope,

Such is your caress that none can compete,
In it I find my inner peace.

You are one esteemed Glory!

And, Whosoever say that women are weak……

Look at the Mother she has the strength of all men combined,

Though in appearance she maybe frail, but she’s the pillar that stands the test of times!

With Patience and Perseverance…
She can fight the Mightiest of the Might!

They say ” Heaven lies beneath the Mother’s feet!”. What more can one argue of her High stature while even the heaven considers itself inferior to her!

Mother, Mum, Ma, Ammi all resonate the power that is you….

Oh, Mother…. no matter how hard I try to distinguish your noblest traits, nothing suffices to describe the sublime you!

There isn’t a word yet, in the entire universal language that EXACTLY defines the Magnificent YOU!!

If someone asks me, what does MOTHER means to you?
I’d say a divine blessing bestowed upon a few!



If I write would you read?

If I speak, will you hear?!

Oh, my old friend… how much I miss you!

And, the days Bygone….

How i miss being around;

The secrets that you shared only with me.

Never blurted out to anyone!

I was your proud confidant and a dear friend,

I was the constant companion in your varied emotional sea;

When in anger you blared out at me;

When in pain you weren’t even able to scribble a 3!

But, I cherish the subtlety of the loving notes of yours;

Of, how I was the best thing in your life!

Your strongest ally, your proudest friend.

Oh My, Dear Friend. How much I miss thee!

As you were growing up, I grew old,

Amidst your young new friends, I was a neglected bore!

As years passed by I was more and more oblivious to you;

I cringed for once that you’d remember me.

Help and render me!

But, none which came to be to true;

Now, I lie here torn and distraught

With blotted ink all over me and chewing gum of some sort!

Here I’m your parchment in dust.

Somewhere in the attic or in the dilapidated dumps;

Yearning for you to again discover me;

And write to me once again lovingly as, DEAR Diary!Image



The Train of Thoughts form a Chain of Thoughts….

YO! Mind stop the thrump!

Hey, why You blaming me for what your Beloved heart has done?!

But how can Heart do anything?…. while, its said “The heart is only for pumping, it can do nothing…. no emotion can be felt! .”
And, I know that’s You!…. You, Sometimes alibi as heart leaving your Rational froth & follow the Subconscious thoughts….. So, now Admit it!

Yes, yes I Concede….. I dwell in the irrationality on the folly called Love&Compassion, Sometimes…. as always get shattered, but again rise up as the Rigid Mind and promise never to fall for those emotion ever again!
So, You now! Stop playing the ‘Mind Game’ it’s My job, You See?! Just keep track of your thoughts and lookout not to besot!’

Oh, Mind! I know, the promise You ain’t gonna keep!
Time and again, You’re gonna succumb to the Subconscious thoughts that you, well, label as HEART!

Time- Out!

While I sat whining about My Misery,

I saw Time, pass by Me.

I cried out, “Hey, wait for me! Stop there!”

Time looked at me and replied anxiously, ‘what is it? say it fast, i’m in hurry can’t wait for nobody!’

‘where do I find the treasure to this key? I’ve toiled  towards my future in pursuit of it….. now when I’ve finally found it, where’s the treasure that I seek? I said

‘Oh! didn’t you see?!’ exclaimed, Time to Me; ‘The past was calling you towards your treasure, the treasure that always welcomed you with open arms…the love of your parents and the love of your kids, and all such minute things, the precious treasures that fill the trove, only if you ponder ! while you in your ignorance were chasing  the future in pursuit of the key, the lame Luxury!

The Past was your true ‘Present’that held your treasure…. but, you misconstrued  that success, contentment and love were held only by the key…. while,  the treasure was there, always open  for you to See!’


You can’t be Happy, while you make others Sad. It cannot be One -sided! you have to be selfless rather than selfish to attain the true meaning of Happiness! And, If you think being selfish is all that matters for contentment… then you are totally wrong. Because, contentment is in the heart that is devoid of Vice and Selfishness is one Vice that’s not very nice!!

But, the question is… how much of a selfless can one be when people around are born selfish! How much can one be giving while the other is intended only in taking?? how much of one can be self-obsessed that they are oblivious to the other’s plight… ain’t a fellow beings emotion of any value?? Still, some heart are abundance of love…. they are like the flowing river that no matter how much you abuse and try to corrupt…. washes away all the impurities.

And I reckon, the more such hearts are alive…. Happiness is alive!




Look at the sky calling you…
Do you hear, the gloomy you?
You cry and frown at the smallest Stumble…. that is so not befitting, you!
Spare your time, raise your head and look at me.

Am I not also surrounded by Darkness?!
Even amidst it, I find a place for a thing called Hope!
Then. why not you, O’ Human?!