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The End
This would be my last one here.
Or the second last, technically. I would like to snap all ties with my beloved
blog. For reasons more than one. Stealthily shall I bypass them. For me, this
blog has been a forum for confessions slightly hidden away from the regular eyes
hovering on popular podia like Facebook. Like books are to be kept in a shelf
different from medals, ideas and thoughts of different shapes and sizes have
their own place. This blog has been a source of immense joy for me ever since
its inception, two years back. Probably two autumns is too short a life for any
blog. But as theists would agree, the creator has authority to end one’s creations.
If I ever feel like, I could give it fresh life, which at present I intend not
to.
The purpose of a blog, as I discovered, could be manifold-
but never the same as maintaining a diary. A blog need not be a
chronological account of events. Instead, it could, as in my case, be back-and-forth
trips down some cherished memory-lanes or dark alleys. Sparks from the past and
speculations about the future merged into the present as my keyboard in close
association with my fingers gave expression to the blood gushing between the
heart and the brain. I tried not to “publicize” my blog as far as possible but
I confess that the visitor meter ticking away faster than I would expect charged
me with a “feel-good” factor and spurred me to my next post. I really do
not know how people from Philippines or Madagascar or Turkey ended up visiting my
page. I do not even know if this information is accurate. Still, blogger
managed to keep me happy with these little rewards. Comments from random strangers and friends who
I thought stopped reading my posts (to keep up with their busy schedule or in
protest against my compromise of quality of posts in favor of quantity) cheered
me up in the gloomiest of times. Thank You for all these.
Well, the blog had its “other” advantages. Like being member
of popular blogger networks such as the Indiblogger
and thereby being part of its very interesting meets where besides getting to
know other bloggers, one has the privilege of having a sumptuous dinner or high
tea at a posh Delhi hotel where otherwise one’s entry, as in my case on account
of my tattered countenance, would have been prohibited! Add to that, this blog
fetched me an award (hotel coupons and in turn a trip to Agra!) which I would relish for quite some time.
It is never easy to desert something which you’ve nurtured
with such care. But “time” dictates me
to take a prudent call on this. The memories attached with this blog better be
interred right here (I can only hope) as I prepare to steer my life to a road probably remarkably different from the one I traversed so far. For those who
want to come with me to the next ride, hopefully you’ll be less disappointed
since I plan not to compromise on quality ever again. As I contemplate on how
best I could transit my blog to a different place with a different name, which
is to be announced shortly, I take your leave.
Thanks for following, reading, commenting, sharing,
bookmarking, admiring and believing!
Towards Light
Panting haplessly inside a
dark tunnel,
A boy in shorts wants to
make it to the end
Before the punctual rail
engine breathes out fire,
Crushes him to his pyre.
Is it the star, down at
evening,
Generous and timid- its
red laser
Or the butcher train and
its burning yellow?
Frightened, he runs for
life towards the light-
For he was told light was
knowledge.
The science of
probability, common sense-
All pointed to the exit,
The exit welcoming- either
honest or satanic;
He'd never know which one,
Unless he reached there.
For education is important...
For education is important,
It is with pride I have received
them,
Advantaged at birth, inequity's
the game;
Sailing across for a place in
the hall of fame,
Literacy for many or varsity for
a few-
Who is to blame?
For education is important,
Plush jobs that follow, albeit
dull, chased us;
All busy to board the already
crowded bus,
Shoving the elderly co-passenger
to win a better seat,
To disembark at the next stop-
To tell the world of our feat.
For education is important,
It was prudent to have a working
filter,
That'd shun the waste and out of
the gutter,
They're convinced that was
better for the greater-
For they never thought that the
best would someday
Join hands to write a letter-
“For education is important,
We lions saved it for us, let
the cows munch on grass,
Extracted the gold, left the
brass,
You might call us crass, we'll
let those comments pass-
We built hospitals, invited
patients over,
Without employing a nurse!”
Belief
The
prayers had long receded
Into
foul alleys of Oblivion or Karma's bliss,
Half-shut
eyes, unprejudiced,
That
demanded evidence of His,
Inquiring
of the boy- deceased.
The
white cloaked priest, the saffron saint
All
resigned to 'Thee',
Your
wishes, your want- they chant-
Tell
'em to open their eyes and see,
Breathe
the air of logic and not lament.
Some
complained it was his past life,
Others
spoke of his parents' misdeeds;
How
would I influence my fortune,
One
that would be reaped by others' seeds?
Would
I choose to work
If
it were to be evaluated not any soon?
Prayers,
albeit fewer, have golds flourishing,
The
stakes are high, hopes diminishing;
You
gotta respond before it's late,
Before
they stop invoking your name.
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