Life on a Safari

Well that is the living for women in India. I would not corner the case to India but just do not want to talk about other nations that I am not aware of.

The wild are free and the helpless are caged. This is how a safari is. Alas! Relatively innocent are asked to get home early or hold onto a shoulder while the beasts are free. Even if someone spots a drunk person misbehaving or a group of perverts, they just pass by them and do nothing. Instead of cornering the nonsense we advise the sensible to make a wise decision in avoiding those folks.

It is not a problem that a man is being wild. But it is a problem that a girl is returning late or venturing out to a New Year Party, or walking on a deserted street or in a mob (honestly it is no matter what). Why is this? Why are the women unsafe? Is it not because of those people who go wild? Should the wild be cornered or the …? Well when the wild are free, we are forced to be caged! That is life on a Safari.

Ruthlessly our society overlooks the people behaving wild because it is not yet that big of a crime! We also have a tolerance level equal to a registered crime! 

A potential victim sensing threat is looked on as nerd as nothing has happened yet. 

A potential criminal gets no glares. 

A victim already in pain is pacified with statements like "action would be decided and taken". 

A criminal is at leisure in a game that might punish. 

A victim suffers from the time the incident happens. 

A criminal is gifted more time for something unpleasant to start.   

A victim is thrown to unearned drastic situations.

A criminal is punished with well planned, tried and tested, well explained earned situations.

Situations would not improve until we learn to pluck the tender weed instead of axing it later when the damage is done and irreversible. Shame on everyone who is facilitating this Safari. Starts right from a mother who doesn’t question her kin on their where abouts to the police men who do not react to people getting wild. Indeed, for revenue, we facilitate wildness boasters like sanctioning more and more alcohol shops where not needed and expect the already crazy to be wise! 

Until then, all we can wish is, let the wild be blessed with disaster and trauma that leaves them just as shaken as an innocent victim. When all preaching fails, experience never fail to preach it loud and clear. Let the heavens shower some courage such that all of us have enough to stand up against the incorrect. Most of the times, victims live in a well of trauma. A world slow poison that has for ever made them blue! even they stand indifferent to situations as long as it does not involve them.  

The sanction

A promise of the shores to the seas …..

The seas raise and cross over the shores.

Yet the shores are always with the sea.

 

A promise of earth to the volcanos ….

Volcanos roar, torch and burn.

Yet the earth bears and holds it.

A promise of love for life …..

I might love, get frustrated, play or feel low.

Your love has always been with me.

A promise of support ….

Ambitious, Arrogant, adamant, cranky, funny!

You have always accepted me as I am.

Unique craft piece that you are carving.

Pouring all your patience and dedication …

You make a difference in our lives.

Fierce, fair or false sometime we get a lot of support.

Away and Away

Trust is scalded in massive destruction,

Sweetness in me drained into anxiety and sweat then …

Innocence was cashed on.

Facts and efforts fail to tame destiny.

Determination dampened.

Drifting not to find something better but,

Just to wear on a coat of insulation.

Like the sunscreen that wears out on the face, so does it!

Something I sob for the dead me.

Something that I learned to live without now is me.

Something that I cannot do anymore is smiling honestly.

Something that I can do is maybe help a few underprivileged a mechanical way.

Maybe the game is not over yet!

Battle forever

A battle with none but self.

This is the most strenuous one.

A battle the physically disabled also fight.

This is something nothing and no one can escape.

Victory and defect mean to the same to the world.

Within, you nurse each ….

As it is always you who wins.

But it is also always you who loose.

At times you start the fight for self.

By the time the celebration is in …

As you turn to shower the joy,

Oops! You can no longer access the one you were fighting for.

Probably you entered a new dimension of world.

Ah! You already lost the one you are fighting for.

The world might state you redefined yourself

Or you are starting a new life.

But it is a feast that not even that ghost would join.

This is what happens when you lose yourself.

Time, destiny and breath give you dimensions….

You continue painting a smile that keeps tainting.

Define it

Directions can be limited.

Dimensions can have limitations.

Determination has known none.

Hug from Nature

After a long long long time,

I see a leaf drop its branch.

It rolls down in grace to fall flat.

Dancing after death was the leaf.

Graceful aging for the tree …..

Splendid blooming….
Sometimes it is an element of surprise.

Sometimes it is an element of delight.

Nothing is as soothing as nature.

A calm walk by it is the best soother.

A warm hug to the chilling winters!

Wish a spiral

Concentric orbits form a great system!

Beautiful, loaded with energy, huge and yet to be decoded.

Seen and felt but not understood, amazing, mind boggling

Life is sometimes similar…

Each orbit is a huge story by itself with all the above.

Often someone asks “Why did this happen…?”

Wish life was more of spiral where the flow is maintained than concentric.

Tired of trying to explain, I wish to let it go.

Like the solar system, let it stay suspended

Where it does not matter to any

All that is needed is more and more of ignorance

Wish we had controls to erase memories as ….

Sharpening of mind to connect all dots seems impossible.

Impossible reads I’m possible but does not tell when and where.