How i killed a unborn child.

Last week when i went to check the site for our ‘ready to move in’ new home i was amazed to find some guests. On the first floor of my house, a family of robins have arrived. And i see a nest with eggs hatched on the end of one rolled up blind. It was a clear view from the entrance from where i could enjoy the entire scene without posing a threat to the birds.

My new guests were busy in collecting leaves, grass and some other stuff to comfort the unborn. Yes, i could see the eggs, four of them, laying there in their white glory. I could see the mother busy collecting food as it won’t be able to leave the nest for longer periods now.  I can see the father, guarding strongly like a soldier against the unforeseen dangers. A blissful feeling.

It was an issue at hand as i was going to shift in here in few days time and that is the time when i might need to use those blinds. Nature does affect our hearts very strongly. I am not particularly a man who keeps pet or birds, but for some reasons i decided to keep them. At Least till the time i could see the last one fly.

I started to feel very caring and curious to see the life taking place. It is an amazing experience to be able to witness the nature’s most amazing blessing, a new life. I collected what ever information i could gather from the internet to keep the nest safe. To do and not to do list made and instructed to every one around.

Robins don’t stay at a place for very long. They will abandon the nest as soon as the children and good enough to fly.Crazy thing which i came to know about robins is if the male member comes to know that its nest has been subject to human intervention or any other danger, it might just abandoned the nest, killing its own sons.

Today when i came for my regular visit, it was a sinking feeling. From the entrance i noticed a cat approaching towards the nest. Robins senior were not around or probably were too frightened to warn the cat. Blinds are not that high to be out of the reach for the cat.

I didn’t had the time to run to the first floor and then scare the cat off. I had to do something in few seconds only. I took a stone decided to take the aim. Not my lucky day for sure, it hit the nest, leaving it unbalanced. The nest took a big swing as my heart comes to my mouth. and then the dreadful happened. One of the birds egg fall off the nest. There was a small sound, like someone has knocked the egg on the frying pan to cook omelette. only that this time it had a life in it. I had killed a life.

Sometimes you take chances in life. Not every time it goes in your favor. I have killed a egg to save the nest.

Sprinting Thoughts

Sorting thoughts , peaceful thoughts , drawing life

Sprinting in circles,

taking rounds on roof

it felt like a tiger in a cage

who has nowhere to move.

Thoughts occupied my mind

waiting to spill out

like tea from pot,

boiling hot.

I looked at the sun

it was in its glory,

not yet emitting

the light, it is capable of

but orange, beauty on the ooze

Thoughts have to be controlled,

like the sun controlled its heat

waiting for the right time

to emit energy, unleash

Calmness is an art,

a beautiful painting

where PEACE it the paper,

white and clean

we just have to sort

the THOUGHTS,

Red, Pink, Blue,

Orange & Green.

Gravity and other things.

Lost Love,

Love Gone Wrong

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(I am not your baby any more…

because like every good thing,

it has to end, Leave me alone

as the Dawn has gone.) 

 

 

Devouring into dark. Gravity pushing me down,

Dying like a creature, Crawling in town

Dirty street fights, Shady lonely nights

 

Tired of the expectation, Puzzled- lost in migration

You gifted me, With maze of thoughts

Intimidating each other, like the vipers hiss

Hungry for blood

 

I played with your fingers,

Disappearing into other,

Like we were one, bond

Now its screwed ,Like a game of maze

Shady grey nights, And hazy warm days

 

Oh come on, take this load off me

I hated gravity, And now i hate you

Coz i wanna be free,

of this-  Sticky – toxic glue.

 

(I am not your baby any more…

because like every good thing,

it has to end, Leave me alone

as the Dawn has gone.) 

Destined to light

Sun light on forests affected by rain

Light and Life

Clouds sometime cover the sun,

but they cannot block its rays

Because it is destined to light.

Sun has a purpose to serve,

Gifting us a day next to dawn

Burning itself for the nature

Crushed by stones,

Misery and pain

Clinging to its root,

Unearthed by Rain

Clouds are but a small obstacle

There is light and there is dark,

and there is this fight

Getting life, to show some despite.

Rejuvenated with light,

Clouds sometime cover the sun,

but they cannot block its rays

Because it is destined to light.

Please Rain

Rainbow parked,
So beautifully arched.
Painted with peace,
Rhymed with ease.
What’s beneath that arc,
the end of dark.
I want this rain,
once again.
To shower the dust,
remove the rust
because I want to feel free
Because I want to live again
Please rain….

Beggar

Yes, he walks

like he rule the streets,

the young with a torn jacket.

leather boots covered with mud,

Shoe laces entangled vividly

Orange cap , Christ locket.

he flaunt stardom

in so many ways,

” Jesus Loves you,

But i am his favourite”

His T shirt says,

He carry an offending smile

Dirty face, chewing gum

He is someone, but not a beggar,

 

Faith

faith

Faith,

Is that small piece of paper

Which people scramble, tear

And throw away

From their car window,

Like useless scrap.

Yet it sustain

The slaps of wind,

Escaping the tires of troubles.

Determined

To get to

The other side of the road.

You are at least alive.

The paper,

It has no life,

But FAITH.

Opportunities

Opportunities

Like that little chime of the coin

Falling off the pocket

Opportunities roam around,

In white and bright,

Always there to be picked,

Rolling down the floor,

The chime is a sign,

That little clue offered to you,

Take it or it will be gone,

Rolling on, in some corner

Of the sofa or the bed,

You’re COIN.

Ravaana

Ravaana Among Us

Ravaana Among Us

Not all bad men have dirty smell,

Suspicious looks, Rowdy beard.

Some are as innocent as it could be

Quite, not loud, Simple and Normal

You can not differentiate them

from the common,

Because, they are, but a part of us.

Filled with volcano of anger,

like that hulk, tearing clothes,

Starving to come out,

 Impatient , Breathing vicariously

Almost everyone of us carry one among

From the routine we live into,

making adjustments, and keeping smile

Just the anger, who can not sustain.

Yes, society is filled with so many Ravaanas

Who Never Failed…

” We love the Sun, More so in winters.”

A ray of light is thousand times more stronger than the dark. Being blessed with so many fortunes, we often forget how important they are !  I have written about being thankful in the past, and here again i want to reiterate, we must be thankful for whatever the god has given to us. Everything here is for a reason, and so do our pains.

The same sun we avoid in the summers, we crave for it in the winters. Its not the event but the scenario which changes. One’s pain may be other’s glory. If only we could imagine the larger picture, than we realize how the small failures adds up as an experience for a bigger victory.

Experiment a lot, because there is nothing like risk. Either you win or you get experience. In any case, you never Fail!!

Love to fail,enjoy the failure for it made you a better person. Made you prepared like never before. So when you fall, Stand again, and move forward, with more joy, more energy this time.