We Can make a difference

We often remember the bad we face.
A tragedy happens just once and lasts few minutes to hours.
I understand our efforts and hopes just collapse in that fractional time of the tragedy.
But the society around and our mind are the culprits who make us go through trauma.
They turn out to be worse than the criminals responsible for the tragedy but don’t worth the curses.
Well again the criminal’s intension is the trauma the tragedy leads to.
And we all form the perfect medium to propagate the bad intensions.
But claim to be messengers of good harmless.
Remember you are really good and harmless only when you know to stop things at the right place.
Learn to respect everyone around and also show down on the bad.
Sympathy is not the empathy for victims.

Show them they are normal and can really stand up strong.

Don’t just listen to them but also share your thoughts and problems as you would with others.

Let them know they can think of you as you count on them.

Show them what you can do and let them do.

Soon you shall see them back on track.

Instead of being the conductors of trauma, lets be insulators.

Let the victim know, the wicked may clap the whip loud.

But this shall not rip them.

Lets appreciate the soul rather than the solution its soaked in.

We need not make the entire world treat them.

But just a couple of them around shall make their world.

I am on a drive to help the distressed recover.
Just an attempt. Lets see how far I go.

Dropped dead or deadlines!

Whenever I miss a deadline, I used to brood over it for a while.
Sincere were my efforts and very realistic deadlines as I believe,
Step by step shall I walk up, my confidence is in my steps.
Let me not hire a carriage that can take me there quick.
Let me walk along and enjoy the struggle and pleasure of being there.

Its just a for long away and I can make way.

Had the carriage I took failed, and dropped me off, I should have called it the carriage malfunction.

But when would the steps I take fail?

You are right. They fail when my legs are crippled.

They fail when my brain fails to dictate the right commands.

Time is just teaching me to corner myself.

Unable to walk, I just stand still and live on whatever is passing by.

All this till this highly ambitions world pushes me out

Into the holy solution to dissolve my soul.

The day I shall be trashed is just around the corner.

I would encourage you to clear me out! Please do it at the earliest.

I want some peace.

From the dairies of a trauma haunted victim unable to cope up with regular life.

Disturbance….

I am a peaceful stream.

If you are important,

When I fail to understand you,

Questions that arise are the currents in the stream.

Your silence is the rocks the stream hits yet flows over, under and around.

When the silence is too high, and the stream tries to flow over it,

At the tip of the rock it shall fall.

Roaring, changing colors, getting ferocious shall it fall.

Might be something worth while to see and gossip about.
But don’t dare to come near.
The turbulent I, can probably take over you.
And then no point in repenting!!
But if the rocks of silence are cleared,
I shall still remain a peaceful stream.

If you intend to help me without hurting me,

Help in making a way for me to flow smooth.

May be a gradient curve to divert my way.
And then I shall remain a peaceful stream again.

Clouds! Thunders! Rains! And Me!!!

Disappointment, disagreement, deception, disapproval …

Dread my dreams ….. Demoralize my determination …..
Deducing, deriving, deviating, detaching, depression …..
Dissolve so well in me to decay my caliber.

Dropped Dead I look up at the skies high.
I know I can do nothing. I am such a nut fit for nothing.
I cant recover, I cant come out, I cant end.

I still look at the skies all blank…. The Nature speaks…

Clouds white run across. Shapeless and very light they seem.

They soon get heavy and grey.

Big and bulky. Oh they may rain and drain.

But …... Something made me think of clouds as I watched them on a drive.

The white clouds cross each other.

Sometimes still and sometimes rushing fast!

They seem playful in the backgrounds of blue skies.

The clouds now get heavier, opaque in shades of grey
The skies seem gray than blue.

They become dark and dark.

Each of the dark cloud says!

“I am coming right there. To rain on you.

The grounds you stand on are waiting for me to do good to you.”
Not too many clouds like a cyclone, So its all good.
Gallons and Gallons of fresh waters to wash my city.

Fragrance of rains! Oh I am waiting.

Sounds loud and my eyes pain to see the light.

That’s a thunder. Clash of two big clouds rushing to rain here.

The energy of the cloud is used up in the thunder to change to electric, light and sound energy.

I wish I could trap the bulk electric energy in the thunders.
Well its still out of reach for the science today.
No Rains! Its just thunders and blocked skies.
This happens often in Mysore. Almost every evening in the season.

May be my dreams are like the clouds.

All good but when dreams clash, not even ashes remain.

Instead of fostering, they end up useless like the thunders.

Its noise and may scare someone around.

Its time for me to tone up, give up and make some dreams.

Prioritize, trim up, trash and cash on few goals to achieve

And make sure they don’t run into each other and be of no use.

Once again Inspiration is all around us in nature.

Only if we have the patience to read.

Thank you nature, for being there and making me realize.

My Experience at spaces white! WARNING: it’s highly imaginative.

From the darkest of the dark, in full moon light, we were speeding between the thick grown Pines. I heard about the beauty of Lake Tahoe but we were going there in off season. I knew it would snow there in a season but may not be now. Snow was just in posters and videos for me. But soon we spotted snow. A little snow here and there was like post-its around put up for me to rejoice. Wow! The nature wants to surprise me. I was like a tot with gleaming eyes as I spotted snow. Soon I saw trees with snow. The pine trees no longer look the dark and enormous. The white snow made it all pleasant. I could hear the nature whisper ….

“SHHhhhh …. She is so tired.

She has been working long and faced enough tough times.

Why not give this soul a surprise.

Hey Pine tree, you look dark and huge. Why not cover yourself with a little snow to ease her.

Hey moon. Why don’t you shine to your fullest to light up the dark journey?

Snow is fresh and crystalline to sparkle in your light.
Hey you clouds, clear up the skies for her to have a beautiful view.
Let her eyes feast as the twinkling stars dance for her.
You can come in later in the day to let her enjoy.
Let her eyes not shrink as the sun shines bright.
I know he also wants to see the glitter in her eyes.
But if he comes in, this little one shall shrink her eyes and still smile.
Let him see from behind you and let’s not miss this little ones smile.”

Wowww I am so good at pampering myself! Hahaha if not someone, at least I can do it myself. I really regret not having clicked any pictures. But the beauty of getting to that place was worth it. The full moon shining bright in clear skies. As I look back in the car, it was like a picture perfect poster with moon and twinkling stars. I tried to google for pictures too but nothing is up to my expectation.

May be me seeing snow the first time makes me say all this but the beauty is just beyond words. What we see on screen is just no way comparable! Its much beautiful. Layers of snow paint every damn thing look the saint white. A sense of freshness! Purity! All this touched the deeper me and made me feel so positive. The cruise in Lake Tahoe! I just cant stop praising the place. I was standing all alone to a corner. I never got such a beautiful place and space. I was not feeling chill, but the purity of nature. Its scenic and no one with me. I could cry out or laugh with joy and be just myself …. I must tell you this is the best time I have ever enjoyed so far. Each of the snowflakes was like the tender touch of nature.

In the pure waters I drifted in the pure atmosphere. I want to keep my heart so pure….

I wish I make more trips to white spaces. But shall keep it short and not too many. Only then shall the magic stay alive.

Little ones who took my heart La La La….

I came across a little one aged around 4 as I wait for the green signal. I firstly noticed a dull orange colored African marigold fall off a bike waiting ahead of me. And this little one crossed over the bike looking down at the flower that dropped off. And she had a small dull garland of orange marigold that had 5 – 6 flowers. I thought this girl should have put it on the bike and it fell off. She was in rags but was not begging. She was pulling out flowers out of it and as she looked up, I could see some kind of joy on her face. Probably she had a reason to be happy and wanted to celebrate. That is what her body language told me. She did not pick the flower that fell down but pulled out another flower, she quickly crossed my car and offered the flower to a lady sitting behind on a bike. The little one had such a spark and good smile when she did that. She probably wanted someone to take the flower from her. But the lady shunned her away. This time she did not throw the flower but recoiled. She had a grin and was in search of someone to take the flower from her. I don’t know what she did next as I had to move on.

I wish there is someone who takes a flower from her and give a smile back at her. That shall complete her celebration. Wish she had been at my car window and I accept her flower. Just to see the spark and little pure smile glow a little longer. I had never thought of a flower or a person giving a flower for so long. Hey you little one my heart goes for you. But I am sorry I did not do anything.

Hey you beautiful marigolds, you look really special in the shine of her pure smile though you are withering away. Believe me, you looked suffocating at the plastic and tactic places though you seem fresh.

I wonder what she had to celebrate. May be a good meal after long time. I have got hundreds of things better than her but I live with plastic smiles and amidst plastic smiles. Like the plastic that is hazardous to the environment around. So are there plastic smiles hazardous to our emotions and ethics of our life.

Caves!

My trip to Borra caves! Its my first tour to conserved spaces. The experience is different. But I realized I am not comfortable at conserved spaces. I enjoy hikes and higher altitudes. Ironically, I like watching conserved spaces on NatGeo and discovery! Strange but true how we

go wrong with judging ourselves sometimes. I thought I would enjoy conserved spaces but there was an adrenaline rush in me to get out. This is one of the weird feelings I had. I was not scared there but just wanted to get outta there. I just loved the hikes I did so far. The higher altitudes I had seen are just awesome. It’s very very little that I had seen but … just loved all the experience. I like the lands white! With white flakes falling all around! I should dedicate a post entirely for the white beauty. Hmmmm my heart is already going places. I am sure I can spend my life just by going around places.

Each time at a new place, new faces, new cultures ….. Ignorance is the best innocence as we assume everything to be good. Before it becomes a routine, before I get to see the unpleasant shades, I want to step out! Can I be nomadic? Uh! Just 2- 3 months at a place then how many places do I go around? 4 - 6 a year …. Enough of going into “Alice in wonder Land!”

How about touring around? By the time I earn enough to see around, OMG!! There is so much around to see. Probably a 100 years of life is not enough. No Worries! With Google images, flickr … , can do it virtually. Apart from writing tragedies, let me also share my little travel experiences.