Where monkeys roam wild and free….
A Bonnet Macaque picking corn on the cob, seen on a road trip from Mumbai to Khandala.
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I pass him on the street
A dying man
Twitching, swathed in his blood
A plaintive hand lifts in my direction
I ignore him and continue on my way
I’m being Human
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Now I am that man on the street
Twitching, swathed in my blood
People pass me by
I raise a plaintive hand for help
They ignore me
They are not to blame
They are being Human
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From time immemorial
This has been a woman’s lot
That a man is more equal than she
History has not forgot
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She toiled with him everyday
Made sure he was fed
Going sometimes without
Would anyone care if she were dead
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She bore him sons
Despite incredible pain
Her daughters he rejected
‘Coz they brought him shame
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He covered her up from head to toe
Treating her like some possession
Shackled her up in his house
Scourged her for his own indiscretions
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Would you find people more hypocrite
In any other part of the world
Who deify innumerable goddesses
Yet smother the baby girl?
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This poem is dedicated to women across the world. As a race,we are no strangers to abuse and discrimination and it continues even today in some form or other, be it at home, in the workplace or on the streets. We continue to struggle for our rights.
But back in my homeland, it’s as though we are permanently stuck in the dark ages.
A gruesome incident occurred last month in India’s capital which has received world wide attention. It is something which has put the entire country to shame.
Please refer to the following articles for more information:
http://articles.washingtonpost.com/2012-12-29/world/36071414_1_protests-bus-driver-india-gate
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-asia-india-20765320
http://blogs.timesofindia.indiatimes.com/churn-after-reading/entry/nirbhaya-s-story
Lets begin with a greeting!
Namaste [nuhm-uh-stey] namaste pronunciation
नमस्ते <– In Hindi
Origin: Sanskrit: Hail, literally I bow to thee.
A conventional Hindi expression of greeting on meeting or parting. The speaker also usually joins hands together vertically in front of the bosom.
Source: Dictionary.com
Let me begin by wishing everybody a very Happy New Year. I would like to thank you all in advance for sparing the time to visit this site and I hope to make it worth your while.
I believe that life is a never ending quest and when we find what we have been looking for, we find peace. A lot of us may spend our entire lives searching for that elusive something. I thought I had achieved all that I could ever wish for when I became a physician. But it was only partly true. About two years ago, I discovered a creative side to me which was clamoring to be let out. One who wanted to weave stories and poems from life’s varied experiences. So I began writing and haven’t stopped since.
Through this blog, I wish to tell you more about me and my journey so far as a writer. I also want to give you a sneak peak into my very first book which is slotted for release sometime this summer. But I don’t intend it to be a one way street. I wish to make it an interesting and interactive experience for which I’d need your help. So please feel free to comment, pose questions, doubts etc and I will try to respond the best way I can.
Simi K. Rao