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Lost Among People

What an innings it was! He was speaking to his friend on his retirement day, His friends in the Bank had organized a farewell for Sudheer after a long 35 years of service in the bank. He held different positions in the bank and also traveled extensively throughout the country either for some work or positing. He continued… Coming from a small town of Andhra, studying in a government school, struggling to get admission into engineering, despite getting a good rank in the entrance, doing odd jobs before landing on this job. Oh! I remember those days in our childhood when we had no electricity in our house, studying with my sister under the lamp, dad working as a teacher in the government-school had a modest salary wherein it was difficult to meet ends. Today both my sons have studied in the US and have got a job there and most likely not to return and I stay in one of the metropolitan cities, it has been quite a journey… Happy and Satisfied… One of his colleagu...

What is for ME? What is for ME?

Beautiful Mountains, Silent valleys, Fertile Plain, Deep Oceans, Rich Heritage, Valued Culture It’s all for them, what is for ME? Living in FEAR, Facing the TROUBLE, System is BEHIND, scared to raise VOICE, It’s all for them, what is for ME? Pushing a PICTURE, Making up a STORY, Creating  PATTERNS, Making BELIEVE, It’s all for them, what is for ME? To IMPOSE, To CONTROL, To INFLUENCE, To SILENCE, It’s all for them, what is for ME? Not to PROTEST, Not to DISSENT, Not to RESENT, Not to EXPECT Not to DEMAND, It’s all for them, what is for ME? Fearing POLICE, Terrorising OFFICIALS, Demanding POLITICIAN, Untrusting NEIGHBOURS It’s all for them, what is for ME? What is for ME? What is for ME? "THEM"...All along was ME?

Can Love Last?

It was raining heavily; I made a hot cup of coffee for myself and sat on the recliner laying on the porch… I have always loved watching the rain, the drops falling on the leaves and trees swaying with joy, whenever I painted, it would be always the rain that I went on to paint. As I stared out at the Animals looking for shelter…. I happened to see an old lady also standing under the tree before I could react, I found a man walking fast as he could with a huge umbrella and a towel in his hand, and I could make out, he was her husband… Now my curiosity increased, I wanted to see what would happen… without blinking I was constantly  looking at them, He came very close to her gave the umbrella to her and he started wiping her wet hair and face…and when he was satisfied she was dry enough he held the umbrella back in his hand, put the towel on her head, held her as close as possible and started walking back to their cottage… My eyes followed them until they got into the c...

A letter to Our Son...

Dear Son, Time just flew, When you came into this world, you brought love into our heart that We had never experienced  before . Your first word, your first steps, your chuckles, are still fresh in our memory and still remain to be your biggest Cheerleaders. With every milestone you reached, we revelled in joy and celebration. You taught us the meaning of love - true, unconditional love. Today you have moulded yourself into an amazing person! your personality, your thoughts and opinions, and a weird sense of humour. You stand out with your interests, talents, and style of doing things. We celebrate your individuality and uniqueness and we're so proud & delighted to be a part of your life. As you step into being an adult, you will be independent living your own life. You will have times of happiness and times of disappointment. You will fall in love, and you may have your heartbroken. Life has its ups and downs and is not always fair, but we are confident of y...

She’ll continue to lie and say, “I’m fine,”

That morning she gets up and the first thing she looks at me and says “I am sick and tired of feeling sick and tired”, I rubbed my eyes and was not sure how to react…. Planted a kiss on her forehead and asked if I could get a glass of warm water or should I assist her to the washroom, her tears just rolled out and curled onto me and said, “let me just lay down for some more time next to you”. A few minutes later, she looks at the clock he screamed and said: “Have you gone mad, laying next to me, kids are getting late and you have to make breakfast for them and see that they had packed their school bag properly….” She continued “You go ahead I will join in some time”, I knew it was one of her anxiety moments and I knew she will take well over half an hour to come to the kitchen, I am used to her Mood swings, that how my wife is… has been suffering from Fibromyalgia for at least last two decades. Even on a bad day, she does as much as she can…She tries to hide how She is fe...