Heal the Bruised World



Yes, the world is bleeding and it has reached the
optimum level of brutality. People are beheaded, families are perturbed for an
unknown call. It is the hatred towards mankind and few handful of men whose
minds are poisoned have taken retreat to play with the peace and are on spree
to kill people, devastate families…the consequence people are living under the
trauma and it has uprooted evils in society.

The killings commenced in the name of religion and
Islam was scorned for it…but in the present scenario, they too are been the
target…so it is false to put the blame on one religion. All religion doctrines
peace n brotherhood and the religion is not new to this planet and it is a
personal choice. People of all religions have been hailing together since long.

People have been killed in past too but there was a
specific reason. They got killed in wars and revolutions, so there was a
purpose for laying life…but what today we are reeling is baseless.

It’s time to cover up and bring amendments and save
the world, else one day all will be ruined.

Hatred is worse than fire; fire can be doused off
but to douse hatred we have to clean our mind and soul.

Hatred and intolerance are the two subjects which
are responsible for the ravages.


This is the need of the hour to heal the world and
prevent it from further damage.


We need to be collective in our approach to cheer
brotherhood in our social system.


Practice and propagate religion for peace and don’t
impose on people. Let people have their own choices.

The arms and ammunition’s should be used for our
safety not for putting an end to life for no reason.

The shows n serials broadcasted should have less
violence, no show off of new ammunition, it affects the mind of children n
they are easily attracted to them.

Instead of resorting to method of brutality, issues
can be discussed, arguments can be won rather than taking life for opinion 
indifference

We need to be tolerant towards each other and should
lend ears to understand the issues burning in the mind.

In schools, Moral Science class should be conducted
and the children should be made aware of the values n ethics of life.

Dissection should not be made on majority n minority
or on religious ground.


All religions should be respected equally n
celebrated in amalgamation, this too will wean out the differences in people
and society will improve.

The technology has advanced so much that we are able
to monitor other planets, the same technology should be used to search the
camps of the groups who are spreading hatred and are responsible for the
killings.

Let’s come together and progress for peace so that
we save this planet from destruction and coming posterity can live a life of
peace and to achieve this aim, we need to sow the seeds of peace now.

Let’s pledge for the day when no mother loses her
womb, no couple lose their spouse and we have cheerful people around and mental
peace will elucidate people from deadly diseases n depression.

Religion is a faith and if followed sacredly, it
will boost the morality of people and will certainly bring in harmony and
peace.

The teachings of all religions are so great that if we
abide by it then we can have a very systematic, pure and peaceful life and the
faces of people will glow basking in happiness.








‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

Poetry Midweek Motif ~ Compromise


Life is a Compromise
It comes automatically
When you are at home
The affection of each other
Let’s you trespass the boundaries
Beyond your wishes & ambitions.



He gratified
My burning desires
And
I in my whim
Never looked beyond
What compromises he made
To keep our love brimming.
Passing through twists n turns
Of life
I concluded
Compromise is a virtue
Which
Nurtures

The knot of relationships.



© Ila Varma 08-07-2016

(Compromise is the important ingredient of any relationship and all has to adjust on their part to survive on this planet. When you are in love of relationships, you act your part and don’t feel the burden of it because the love that kindles in your heart makes you do. When you step into the outer world, at each step you have to make your way and that is a Compromise.)

Wednesday – Health Blues

 

As the monsoon drips, health blues start showing up, I find my feet stuck which was freely swaying on the tune, still I am giving you a challenge, stay away from my way.

#1linerWeds.

 

 

Midweek Motif – Birthdays

 

birthday-balloons

As the clock struck twelve

Chorus of birthday songs

Mellowed the air

Sung by my family heroes

My mother tip toed

On my bed

Embraced me in her arms

Bathing me with her kisses

Showering all her affection.

My father’s fingers

Playing on piano

Tune of Happy Birthday.

The whole house

Illuminated with colourful lights

Decorated with Colourful Balloons.

 

My siblings encircled me

Looking for the ceremony to start

Of cutting B’day Cake

Baked by My Mom

Of My choice

Chocolate Truffle.

As she placed the cake

On the decorated Centre Table

As a kid

I couldn’t resist the temptation

Pounced on it

To have a bite.

My Mom smiled lovingly

Her million dollar smiles

Still I cannot forget.

She cajoled me

To wait for the formalities

She lit the cake

And

Helped me to cut it

With a butter knife.

All clapped and sang

Once again

The Happy Birthday Song

All fed me with

My favourite tasty cake

Smearing creams all over

My face

I innocently smacked

With turning my lips

To and fro.

My room flooded

With beautiful gifts

My favourite bites

My favourite toys

My favourite outfits.

I had all my favourites

On my Special Day.

The Birthdays are still special

But I miss my childhood days

The memories are still fresh

And, it inspires me

To live life kingsize.

© Ila Varma 04-07-2016

Poetry Midweek Motif

If Money Disappeared








Today is 30th June and each ping on my mobile
gathers my attention…I am alerted and pounce to check the message after each. The
ping is a common thing and it is consistent throughout the day, but today it is
special…Do you know why? It is the salary day and my ardent eyes are waiting to
see the message of bank credit…It is not me alone…same is the case of all working
people.

It’s 8 pm, still no message from bank.

“Hey Tarun, why are you peeping at the mobile on each ping? Anyone
special.” Tia asked watching my movements since an hour.

Normally, message reached latest by 6 pm. I was wondering…is
there some issue with mobile network or my mobile.

“Yes…true special message of an important person…I am
sincerely waiting for it.”

“May I know who this is?”

“Madame…it’s my banker…Have you received the message from
your banker?” I enquired.

“Nahin…even you did not get the credit. Is something wrong
with the network, but other messages are pouring in…the bankers have slept.”
Tia said and arrived with two cups of hot masala tea.

She took the seat next to me and the hot topic of discussion
of the time was non-credit of salary.

“Mamma, give me some bucks. I need pen and few copies for my
assignment.” He was my elder son Vicky.

“Beta, go and take it out from my wallet. Go fast, it’s
already 9 pm. The shops will close in sometime.” I said.

“Dad…there is no money in your wallet.”

“Have you checked properly? There was no more than two
thousand rupees.” I said and ran to my room to check for myself.

Aww…no currency in my wallet. Did anyone pickpocket…many
untoward thoughts thronged my mind.

“Tarun…even my money is missing from my bag. Did anyone
barge in the house and ran away with the money.” Tia said, her tone was pitched
high.

“Dad…even my money is missing. I am sure there is some foul
play in the house. Some outsider has done the work.” Vicky screamed from his study
room.

The mobiles started ringing.

“Hey Tarun…did you get the message from the bank?” One of my
colleagues enquired.
“No, Dear…even I am wondering what the matter is. I am at
wit’s end, someone has barged in the house and took all the currencies from the
house. I am very perturbed. Will talk later.” I said going to disconnect the
line.

“Same is here Sir. We need to check with the Police.” The voice
at the other end said.
I was shunned.

What’s wrong?

I switched on the T.V….

Breaking news…Money disappears from each and every corner of
the world. Chests are empty…wallets empty…Card showing nil balance…it’s a
mystery
Suspect…Attack of Alien on Earth.

“Whaaat…Aliens attack on money? Have they gone insane?” I
muttered.

There was some authentication of the disappearance of money…The
channels were showing the commotion…of people stranded on roads, markets,
hotels…without money.
The people interviewed were sad and sulking and their minds
had stopped working…how to move without money.
Many queries thronged my mind…these paper currencies are so
valuable…the tingling coins are so precious…it has thrown life out of gear at
sudden disappearance…mental peace perturbed…Oh God…these papers rule our lives…in
a way, we are slaves to this piece of paper which we term as money and it rules
our each and every activity from basic needs of food, clothes and shelter to
luxuries of life…our scores of travelling, health, refreshment and what not. It
straps our each and every activity. Now…what to do. I was not the only one…it
had attacked the total machinery…it was a consolation for me and it saved from
getting mentally imbalanced 🙂
My wifey Tia was glued to the television news and was
changing channels to be updated about the sudden disappearance of money and the
way the media reporters howled, it confirmed that it was authentic news. Her
commentary too was on along with the media personnel and even she was attending
the calls…so…God has made women multi-tasking…watching Tia work on several
issues at one moment of time…I was confirmed that the women had the potential
of the same.

Suddenly, I saw the commotion in the live new room…all were
shaking and the newsreader said that The Alien has flashed the message and they
took the responsibility of this money disappearance. They had locked the
transactions and the money was in their possession.

Live conversation with The Alien.

“Yes…the total currency is in our possession, we are the
masters of it. We wanted to watch the impact of human beings on the
disappearance of money which they call, “Haath ka Mail” and they believe that
they are the most powerful. From past few hours, we are watching the impact and
it is humorous to watch these powerful creatures go berserk. It’s our pleasure
to watch them…money disappeared and they are helpless. We have captured their
live drama….Ha hahaha… enjoy life without money.”

“Tia…where is my wallet…where is my money?”

“Hey Tarun…what happened? Its 3 am, sleep. Even in sleep,
you are running after money.” Tia cajoled me.

“Ohh…it was a bad dream…money disappeared…captured by aliens
and the commotion in life without money. This piece of paper is responsible for
both, good and bad but it is not indispensable. It is a part of our life and
our life regulates on these currencies.” I said.
“Hey…Tarun…don’t be too philosophical…sleep. Philosophy is for
daytime.” Tia embraced me tight in her arms and I floated in sweet dreams far
away from the dreadful nightmare.







‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’



Daily Prompt – Burn







The shootings becoming frequent


In every nook of the world

Terror tentacles spreading wide

Killing innocents

Devouring families

Burning humanity to ashes.


The Supreme Power

Is watching helplessly

His magnificent creations

Been ravaged

In thy name of religion.


Flame of hatred has engulfed few

And the bloody are relentlessly

On killing spree

Spilling blood everywhere.



© Ila Varma 03-07-2016

This post is written for the Daily Post Prompt Burn.

#SOCS – #Prompt Long

 

What is the reason of your long lasting marriage?

We were in long relationship before marriage and we blindly longed for each other. The longing was so extreme that we were glued to our mobile for long hours and exchanged long texts when we were off for long periods.

It took long to convince our parents and after a long wait, our parents agreed to give a consent to marriage to the long relationship.

After marriage, the things changed.

Our love making was long but the initial longings for exchanges were missing. Still, our hearts longed for each other but we communicated at long intervals.

The family was surprised to find the long communication missing in our relationship.  They gave long lectures to rectify else warning us that if it continues for long, we will fall out of the long relationship.

After long years of wait, we were blessed with cute children and their chirping filled our lives. It was indeed a long awaited pleasure to have kids around.

The long lasting marriage is a rarity in foreign lands and I am one of those species to be included in the long list.

The reason, the exchanges of words between us were few and after long abstinence and it worked in carving long term marriage. The longings are the same but if you speak long with your wife, you are bound to settle into a long strife.

Stay away from words and see the marriage works perfect and long.

The interviewer scratched his head long, longing to reach at the conclusion, “Why their marriage worked for so long in spite of  long abstinence?”

It is a reply to the Prompt Long. It is just for humor. Readers, take it easy n enjoy the usage of long in different contexts.

-Socs -02-07-2016

One Liner Wednesday – Fate

 

Flowers know they will perish soon, Still, it blooms in full glory emitting its aroma around.

 

#1linerWeds:

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#Summer – Limerick Challenge

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Summer has knocked the doors

We have huddled on the floors

Hours off from work & study

Family – friends time to make merry

Gathered for a party at the shores.

© Ila Varma 30-06-2016

Mind and Life Matters

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