Book Review: Hinduism beyond Rituals, Customs and Traditions


 

Book Review: Hinduism beyond Rituals, Customs and Traditions

Author: Promod Puri

Released in: December 2015

Publisher: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform

Price:

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Introduction:

Religion is the opium of the people, Karl Marx said. Since times immemorial, various school of thoughts debated on the role religion plays in our lives to strengthen order and unify society rather than being a divisive force. Author Promod Puri’s book ‘Hinduism beyond Rituals, Customs and Traditions’ doesn’t pose as mere religious tokenism but is a real, honest attempt to analyse our fundamental values as well as the relevance of Hindu culture in the modern age.

At one shot, the book serves as fodder to put things in the right perspective, lauding social values but at the same time questions obsolete rituals to redress the wrong that continue to plague us since ages. It’s the need of the hour to not only assess the Hindu culture but revise the teachings, albeit, interpretations of things.

The book was sent to me by the author for review.

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Why are there so many gods and goddesses in Hinduism? Why worship an idol? Is going to temple mandatory in the faith? What impact does the caste system have on Hindu society? Why do some rituals make perfect sense while others are so vague? What are the secular and diverse characters in Hinduism? What physics principles constitute the sound of Om? What is karma and its role in our day to day lives?

Narration:

 The book explains the scientific and rational basis of the Hindu way of life in a very simple and concise manner. It’s precisely such kind of rationality which is lacking when obsolete beliefs and rituals are super imposed to make us believe in a far-fetched reality. Unfortunately, there are many myopic interpretations in the Hindu way of life that instil fears in believers and compels them to perform illogical rituals.

The fact is the true function of Hinduism is based on scientific logic and rationale. Promod Puri rightly put things in perspective, ‘The identity of Hinduism lies in its wide-open structure which allows and let develop diverse and distinct ideologies and practices…without any governing body or binding scriptures, studies in Hinduism and individual experiences.’

He speaks in the right manner to explore the system to enrich one’s spiritual state of being rather than being contented to follow as a matter of blind faith. Hinduism has always been a philosophy, embedded in our way of life.

Author Promod Puri doesn’t shy away in tapping on misplaced caste beliefs and blind ridden tradition that mars progress in the Hindu way of life. You name it, you get it… charlatans, bizarre rituals and fear factors. There are many self-claimed and fake gurus who have been twisting Hinduism for their own selfish benefit. The author assesses how such beliefs lead to fanaticism that misinterprets the Hindu philosophy.  He valiantly refers to the dark practice of Sati and animal sacrifice which is still predominant in several quarters. The caste system is also highlighted where we discriminate on the basis of ascribed superiority where the untouchable are still or women are still not allowed to enter temples in some places. Speak about male bastion! It is still a blot on humanity. No wonder many of us are departing from the true essence of Vedas.

“Om Purnam is one of the most significant statements ever made anywhere on earth at any time. This small sutra contains the whole secret of the mystic approach towards life…It still remains the Everest of human consciousness.”

–Osho

Ramayan and Mahabharata

 In the book, an interesting contrast is made between the most well-read and critiqued literature such as Mahabharata and Ramayana, who are as distinct from each other but they converge in form.

The author rightly explains how Mahabharata is most understood by the royalty and the educated class rather than the commoner. It holds significance for the Mahabharata is the product of the capitalist class who holds the belief that it’s the ultimate truth that cannot be questioned.

As the author says, ‘The absence of more Arjuns…in the dialogue along with the allegory of violent ambience of a battlefield, constitute a puzzle in the esoteric philosophies of Gita.’

Ramayana remains a metaphorical study in the way Ram’s glory is chanted as ‘Maryada Purush’. His adventures are no doubt fascinating but he can be questioned on being termed the perfect husband. It pretty sums up the agni pariksha modern women in our society are going through and how they are labelled as sluts. It whittles down to our understanding of the Ramayana in a patriarchal society.

Manu Smriti and Social reforms

 “By a girl, a young woman, or even by an aged one, nothing must be done independently, even in her own house.”

 “A virtuous woman who after the death of her husband constantly remains chaste, reaches heaven, though she has no son, just like those chaste men.”

 Promod Puri’s book assesses Manu Smriti’s law in the most intelligent way which is a blot to the pure and disciplined Hindu way of life.

Manu Smriti is wrong in all its forms where he pitches for human indignity and the scorn he holds for women, those at the lower ladder in the class stratum. He makes no bone about his prejudice for women in society where she shouldn’t have any say  not only on matters of households and of prime importance. Sadly, Manu Smriti obsolete views are echoed by so many men and women are still degraded, ripped off their dignity. The hatred for women and their treatment as second class citizens is still vibrant in a demeaning manner and fulfilling of blind patriarch obligations.

There have been social reformers such as Jyotirao Pule, Swami Vivekananda and of course, Dr B R Ambedkar who in his book ‘Annihilation of Caste’ who was at the forefront of the fight for social justice and equality. The book addresses the issue. Certainly, the social reformers represented the glorious moments in Hindu religion, seeking a redress of inequalities and questioning the dominant mentality of the upper class.

 What’s Not!

While Hinduism beyond Rituals, Customs and Traditions is an eye opener and a   very practical guide to lead a healthy life based on the principle of equality, there are certain things that could have been better explored.  For instance, idol worship is presented by the author as one-to-one relationship and principle of non-duality,  should have been elaborated at length. In the same vein, the chapter about ontology where the author offers interesting insight on Nyaya Sutra on matters of validity in Hinduism lacks succinct explanation. It’s a very interesting philosophy that should have been debated in an expanding fashion and tapping its roots as well as relevance in today’s society.

Final Words

The book, Hinduism beyond Rituals, Customs and Traditions is a must read which offers an objective criticism that goes beyond the Hindu way of life. It is well researched, objective and an insightful book that offers a healthy critique of the foundation of Hinduism, where often emphasis in laid on false pride, ego and un verified claim at times. Promod Puri’ explains arthas in a very competent and detailed manner and addresses the basic tenets of the rich Hindu philosophy.

Click on Amazon to buy the book. You can follow the author on Goodreads and his website.

 

 

 

The Enchantress: Ramona Arena


Woman of substance: Ramona Arena is an aesthetic combo of style, tune & words

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Ramona Arena

The nonchalant demeanour with which she struts around and sashays into her creative space makes a delightful canvas. Meet Ramona Arena. After all, she is no stranger to the world of glitz, music and vee-jaying. The scintillating persona is on a travel spree, globe-trotting and scorching the scene across the world, be it India or London.

The diva with a boho-chic sense of style and the magnetic persona eponymous to hippie and a rebel dabbles in the paraphernalia of show biz with equal ease: music, social media, hosting and yes, poetry. You heard it, right. Ramona Arena weaves effortless words as a poetess. The hidden talent for words is unfurled on her personal space, RA-flowing with a pen. You shouldn’t be surprised.

Like a Queen of Heart, Ramona Arena is a powerhouse of talent who believes in not only striding ahead but making her mark in such a manner that you can’t get enough of her. Put simply, Ramona is an enchantress.

She is daring, simple, exudes confidence and hotness yet believes in making a difference to lives. Ramona comes with a flick of light and like a lush of gentle breeze, spreading her vibes wafting through our surrounding. She is a real combo of re-defined hotness, being unabashedly sexy with a whiff of intelligence.

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The Diva!! She got the attitude and call what you may! Who says an eye for an eye makes the world blind?!

It was during the early 2000s when Ramona sashayed inside your living room, a time where pop music wore a thin veil and as time whizzed, the scene became ablaze. It was the MTV days, when we grew up, feasted and lapped on pop culture.

You may call her sexy with an attitude. Think again! She is not all of that but eyes brimmed with dreams to conquer her world. A great believer in humanity, Ramona refuses to be confined to genres when I ask what one makes of her as a rebel, dreamer, and hippie.

It was on the blog that I met her, ensnarled by the effortless and sensual words that the poetess composes. Ra, as she is affectionately called, readily agrees to play along and accepts to feature on the blog. There is no starry air and she flits with ease into her own skin. There is no pretension.

It’s been a long journey for Ramona, whether as the lovely MTV host or being Sonia in Karan Johar’s star-studded family saga K3G which happened much before her music television days and host to various labels. Since then, there has been no looking back as Ramona flings her charm be it on the music scene, hosting shows and poetess to the great delight of her bevy of admirers.

She doesn’t flinch once when she says, “You can make of me whatever you like! You have an opinion you’re entitled to.” Spot on!
She is the stuff dreams are made of. Ramona could have been a princess but her in-your-face attitude and honesty take you on a unique ride. Mesmerizing by her uncanny talent, I explore the mystery behind the lady who dabble into so many things at one time. I flouted the question after reading the description on her website, ‘I sang before I spoke……I got a free meal …Life has been full of exciting adventures.’

The star simply says, “I just get very uncomfortable when people try to give me a label and put me in a box. I don’t see why human beings in general, feel the need to define me or themselves. Or, anything else for that matter.”

Ramona Arena can be clouded and shrouded in mystery. After all, who wouldn’t love to decode her in the current avatar? Her life seems to take a lot of twists and turns in her ever-changing career, constantly defining and pushing herself to the edge as an artist. After all, wasn’t Ramona the same girl who sent tizzy of excitement when she scorched the scene on MTV to steal our hearts!

Ramona Arena could well be a rock star and rightly so in experimenting and wearing various hats. She doesn’t hide under a comforting label and is shorn of labels. “Who said you have to be only X or Y or Z? Why can’t I be everything or just different things at different times without restrictions and limitations of labels and expectations?”

Ramona moods

‘Life is a constant flow’ The lady with an attitude

The nonconformist’s winged words are spelled with aplomb, “You are in a constant state of flow as you live life, you are never ‘really’ in control of most things – change can happen at anytime, in fact it’s the only constant thing in life, so trying to make something of me is pretty pointless!

“And, that Top 10 was called World Chart Express .” She corrects me with the charm of a bird spreading its wings above the rainbow. Guilty as charged, I defined the most loved show on MTV as Top 10.

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The diva with eclectic facet spells the story of her life that unspools, harking back to her growing days in Bombay, an alumni of the hip and happening Jai Hind College where she studied literature. No wonder she has a knack for words.

One thing led to the other and Ramona explored her hidden talent be it singing, poetry, hosting and films. Her true calling, she attributes to, “The growing up years definitely contributed to who I am today. But my calling came the day I took my first breath.”

She got the wild look and can be coy one imagines. Gotta revise my copy for Ramona Arena is not spittle-flecked when our conversation verges towards MTV that was huge for my generation in an era where pop culture was lacking in India but exploded like baby boomers. Music runs in her blood like an adrenaline rush and it’s only natural to ask her on the shift in music channels veering towards lurid content and the bevy of reality shows mushrooming nowadays.

Ramona avers, “It’s heartbreaking. Entertainment is fine and music channels should have it in doses, like it used to be. Vh1 is amazing – it’s stayed true to itself, full props. Music Television used to be about music, creativity, art, fun and that it’s none of these things anymore – just about feeding rubbish to brain dead people and making them believe they want it.” A sharp and incisive observation on the sorry, shoddy state of television and music channel, from the horse’s mouth.

Ramona singing

‘I gotta show you the comb’ tune’

Her love for music is no secret. Ramona effortlessly slips her soul into V-Jing, music video and theatre with her magnetic presence and prose. Getting into movies was a natural choice when she forayed and strode into flicks like K3G, Kal Ho Na Ho and Aetbaar.

Remember Sonia, Kareena Kapoor’s, friend in an ensemble cast composed of Amitabh Bachchan, Shah Rukh Khan, Kajol and Rani Mukherjee. For sure, it must be a magnificent experience to brush shoulders with the biggies and working under Karan Johar.

She says, “Yes, it’s always fun to be on set, though sometimes the long waits between shots can be very boring. I was very lucky to have made a few good friends (some I’m close to even today). Karan is great fun as everyone knows and is extremely hard working. My best K3G memories, though, were with Yash uncle, a gem of a human being.”

The star was always fascinated by acting and reminisces, “I always acted through school and college-I love being on stage. I love films…I just wish there were interesting and challenging roles for me. I’d act for free – it’s not about the money – if I found someone that had a great script – an actual story, that he was passionate about, knew what he wanted from me as an actor and how to bring it out from me, I’d do it in a heart-beat. I love it but Music will always be no.1.”

She infuses life in what she does, be it her constant presence on social media connecting with followers and fans, striking the high note in music, acting, hosting and writing. I am in awe. I ask how on earth she juggles so many things and finds time to get everything rolled like the dice. Her confidence and passion are echoed in her choice of words, “You make the time for the things you love. All these things are me.”

Touche! The girl in tinsel town is crisp and hit the cudgel, “People often advised me to stick to one thing – don’t be the jack of all and queen of none. I have a different perspective.” Being someone who knows her mind and an unflinching belief in the positive side of life, she affirms, “This planet has so much to offer – countries, cultures, colours, food, clothing, fabrics, landscapes, etc… I’d be a fool not to do it all, see it all, taste it all!!! Why would I ever limit my experience to one thing when God has given us so much variety?”

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The sari pose embodies the woman in all her forms. Ramona Arena is truly a woman of substance.

Why not?! After all, the more the merrier for someone as exuberant as Ramona who can bring the house down with her personified charm, poise and easy demeanour. The sky has always been the limit for her, be it her refusal to be stuck in a specific genre and never shy to make her real self, comes alive with spark.

Ramona never plays the safe card and says with unabashed honesty, “ It feels like the stupid troll logic one often finds on social media – if one is a singer or actor etc, they apparently should only stick to doing that and not have an opinion about anything else – especially political issues. That is so daft. You’ll never live or experience the diversity of life if you do.”

And, the girl who wears her heart on the sleeve is never short of intelligent humour. “And-do I really want to be a Queen?”, she jests.
She is so full of surprises. It was the time I discovered the effortless power of her ink, crafting inspiring and soulful poetry that makes you stop and reflect on life. It’s the real deal and icing on cake. The inspiration behind her powerful words must come from somewhere. May be an inner voice sensually stroking her mind!

She belts it out, “I started writing when I was a frustrated 13-year-old because I didn’t know how acceptable it would be to say the things I wanted to, without a filter or conscience and anyway, there was no one around I could say them to.”
“Inspiration is all around – sometimes nature, sometimes people’s stories, sometimes travel – mostly life…it has so much it is constantly teaching you,” she muses.Red Hot Ramona

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The many moods of Ramona.

Imbibed with the gift for impeccable writing and counting the fact that every celebrity in town is coming with a book, hasn’t the bug hit her yet? She laughs, “Ha! I have been asked many times to write a book. I don’t think I’m ready to do a work of fiction just yet. If anyone is interested in publishing my poems or my travel writing like The Rajput Diaries I’d be happy to start with that.”

Her poems and music are all about celebrating life in style and being face to face with one’s inner side. How much of Ramona, the rebel in town, do we see in her work? She reflects, “Of course – creativity is always personal. Deeply personal. But not everything I write is about me or what I’m going through. There’s a lot that influences me, my thoughts, my moods and therefore my writing. As a reader, you’ll never know which piece is about me, how much is inspired by something or someone else, and what actually is true about ‘me’.”

She’s as flabbergasted as I am when I quiz her on her collaboration with Pentagram which turns out to be flying rumours. She shrugs it off: “Don’t know if I’m more shocked at this news or if the boys will be. I have never collaborated with Pentagram or Indus Creed. The Penta boys are all dear friends – Vishal being one of my closest.”

Now, I am quite shocked at the shocking revelation since I read about the news somewhere. Ahem!! But, no one can deny her scintillating voice in ‘Wanna be your Only Love’ and ‘Hello World’ that blew our mind. Get her on music that continues to wow us, raving about her performance and there is no stopping her to spur the tale. “I’ve written the songs and lyrics & sung for WBYOL, Hello World wt Anish Sood producing both, have done the same for Feel with Mexican Dj/Producer Rickber Serrano, In Time wt Lost Stories and Peeya wt the Swiss/Irish duo Blumenkraft.”

Ramona style

I’m watching…Don’t move and get out of the box!

Ramona never shies away from experimented with music where she made her first outing with a Hindi movie. An exhilarating experience, Ramona says, I also composed 3 tracks for the film Roar as per the film director and producers requests – that was an interesting experience. Never really done stuff in Hindi.

An incredible and true artist, Ramona Arena’s fans are in for a treat for there are more on the silver plate and innings. “You’ll be hearing a lot of different sounds from me very soon. I am always open to collaborating with musicians – unknown, known doesn’t matter – it’s always about the music.”

A soul who nudges friends but also creatively inclined artists who lack the moolah to make the world hear and applaud them. Her mind is brimming with ideas and it was on social media that she flouted an idea of collaboration to give fillip to voices, dreaming of making it big. She calls it, ‘The idea of creative barter never left.’ Ramona shares an anecdote, ‘It came back even stronger when I saw a kid at The Coalition in Delhi, so heart-broken about having to give up on his passion, his dream career for lack of support.

 

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All images copyrighted@Ramona Arena and may not be reproduced without her permission.

Spirited, intellectual and filled with passion for her plethora of creative pursuit, Ramona Arena doesn’t wear blinkers and is on a spree. Her effortless charm echoes the persona with zing and the girl wins your heart through her powerful reflections. You gotta stay in tune for Ramona balances her act with verve and will never cease to surprise the world with projects bearing her mark for she is a great believer in creativity as a unifying platform. Till we meet next time, I can say Ramona Arena knows how to win hearts and minds.

 

That’s Ramona Arena, a go-getter in life, spunky to the core, free-spirited, bohemian or put simply, a woman of substance.

With Love

V

Post-script: I met Ra on her blog early this year and became hooked to her words. I am a self-confessed fan during her MTV days and she is more than I knew about her in terms of artistic creative. We exchanged e-mails and the interview was sent one month back. I got a bit late and it’s fresh from the oven.

Have a nice trip with Ramona. Connect with her on FB and Twitter.

 

Book Blitz: My Last Love Story by Falguni Kothari


“Love is a dish best served naked.”

Everyone deserves another chance at love and life. Falguni Kothari’s My Last Love Story is built on a unique premise, her husband is dying and she is being to make a promise that can shatter the life of any sane person. It can anyone or any couple’s story that makes it a real dilema. Falguni Kothari’s My Last Love Story is filled with promises to explore nuances in characters, their desires and complexities cum conflicts raging in the mind. A line in the book excerpt caught my fancy, ‘At thirty, I’d long ago realized that getting naked wasn’t a euphemism for sex. ‘

The excerpt tells the readers that Falguni’s offering is not just your regular love staple but a spell-binding journey about relationships and how life can be complex for us. Wishing the author the very best for this unique story about love, relationships and facing our destiny.

It’s an honor to host Falguni as part of The Book Blitz, ‘My Last Love Story’ by The Book Club.

My Last Love Story 
by 
Falguni Kothari



Blurb 


Perfect for fans of Jojo Moyes’s, Me Before You, My Last Love Story is a heartbreaking and poignant tale about the complexities of trauma and whether love can right a wrong.

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I, Simeen Desai, am tired of making lemonade with the lemons life has handed me.

Love is meant to heal wounds.
Love was meant to make my world sparkle and spin.
Love has ripped my life apart and shattered my soul.

I love my husband, and he loves me.
But Nirvaan is dying.
I love my husband. I want to make him happy.
But he is asking for the impossible.

I don’t want a baby.
I don’t want to make nice with Zayaan.
I don’t want another chance at another love story. 

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR 


 Falguni Kothari is a New York-based hybrid author, and an amateur Latin and Ballroom dance silver medalist with a semi-professional background in Indian Classical dance. She writes in a variety of genres sewn together by the colorful and cultural threads of her South Asian heritage and expat experiences. When not writing or dancing, she fools around on all manner of social media and loves to connect with readers.

My Last Love Story is her fourth novel.

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Nectar lips


Soft furs.

Smooth skin.

Silken body.

Naked curves.

Luscious lips.

Nectar kiss.

Taste like love.

It’s honeydew.

Crescent Moon.

Crystal night.

Amorous lovers.

Quenching thirst of desire.

Slow motion.

Kiss slowly.

Lips intertwined swallowing every bit.

Taste like frothy ice cream.

Fingers caressing tender skin.

Love is another name for lie.

Just plain intimacy and lust.

Unbarred soul.

Luscious bodies.

Heating up to each other’s tune.

Swallow into each other’s breeze.

Feel motion within.

Prickly sensation.

Breathless.

Passion.

It’s the love you make.

 

 

 

 

Friday Fiction: Drop from heaven


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The umbrella was perched upside down. The strong wind blew through the Arabian sea, spinning his body as he struggled to hold on to the umbrella and motioned his body to sit straight. It was a mighty force he contended with, resisting the violent wind that travelled places and twisted his body. He hanged on with sizeable force. The cool breeze shoved his face.

The rock flooring where the huge tree trunk grows is drenched in water. The Monsoon has just arrived where people flocked, to experience the drops flowing from the sky to experience a tizzy of sensation. The leaves scattered on the ground wears a muddy patch seeping onto the chappals and wet feet. The busy road wore a deserted look. Standing in the rain, he was drenched from top-to-toe and admired the skyline and dark cloud. He felt invigorated, pushed by the force of the wind and the body leapt forward. He wanted to run to chase dreams. A strange sensation engulfed his body, mind and spirit to conquer the world. It was his mojo to brace himself and stand apart in the seamless crowd.

It  was one fine day when he stepped in Mumbai at Dadar station. It rained heavily that night. He knew that he will overcome his fears, suppressed feeling and desires to make the city his own. It was an obsession to make it big in the city, winning the game of life. His eyes twinkled with dreams ready to hit the heated iron. No power in the world shall stop him, he thought. It was all about him. Till one day when he met her at the tapdi. The smoke curled out of her mouth as she sipped tea and lit the cigarette. She brought his world to a stand still. Her curly hair haunted him to no end and he would sleep walk, wondering how on earth he would make her his. He found his soul mate. So what, she was unaware of his existence!

His moment of truth came when he least expected it. She walked towards him unabashed with an air of brazen confidence to borrow a light. They roamed the city together, cuddling in public gaze and smooching. She kissed him boldly yet her heart showed no passion and sentiment. He stroked his hand on her white blouse, untying the lid and his hand slid inside to caress her breast. She enjoyed the heated sensation. His hands trembled. She was having fun at his expense. How she intimidates men with her easy demeanour! He was oblivious that he was just a fish in her huge pond of lovers, making love to her body. Till one, she casually told him that it’s over and it’s time to move on with life. It was the best moment they shared in the rain, making love and massaged her nude skin as the sea waves crashed on the boulders. It was her ego that he touched in the form of bare skin but never her soul. He didn’t protest at being rejected and his face grew icy cold like a frozen statue in the cold. He chose to hide his pain and became an emotional wreck, vowed t0  to leave the city forever. He did.

He came back to the city, He was a new soul, vowed to face his insecurity and nursed the wounds of heartbreak. He was a changed person. Admiring the stormy sea and rain spluttering furiously, he went with the flow where his body made twist-and-turn, coiling like a harmless snake. He vowed never to fight anything but get swayed by the flow. Darkness engulfed. He sat on the parapet. He couldn’t ask for more. After all, the city is his muse. He promised himself that nothing shall distract or turn him into a dismayed cum gullible soul. It’s all about hope. The city shall make his deeply hidden aspirations and dreams true. The monsoon and the sea shall wash his worries at the shore. He closed his eyes, felt the breeze and the rain drop falling on his head and face. He twirled his lip to sip the salty water. It’s the drop from heaven.

Postscript: I attempted a Free Write for the Friday fiction and that’s what I get…Monsoon, Mumbai, unrequited love, sensual tale of kissing in the rain, heartbreak and hope. The characters were born out of the blue. Ha!! I love that! No reference to anyone. I feel like being the voice of the invisible.

With Love

V

 

 

Shadow


Fear.

Frantic heart beat.

Aghast.

Lurking near my body.

Numb legs.

Mighty jab.

Enemy is within.

Vulnerable me.

Running to save my skin.

From whom?

He’s on my heel.

Violent steps.

Self-intimidation.

Face to face with reality.

Sapping confidence.

Averting gaze.

Odd soul.

Misplaced danger.

How long can I run away?

Gentle soul.

Evil body.

Whirred in the fire of hell.

Anguish.

Dismayed.

Spineless face.

Emasculated force.

Devil strikes.

It’s ME.

Fearing and loathing my form.

Invisible and unrecognisable.

My shadow.

 

Lonely hearts, keeping hope and dreams alive


 

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Lost among the crowd.

Berserk life.

Picking the thread.

Flustered.

Gazillion of vehicles.

Honking.

Sky rises.

Time is a luxury.

Human masses.

A tale of two worlds.

Loneliness.

Weaving of dreams.

Vast seas.

Lifeline.

Trains.

Double-decker buses.

Survival is thy name.

Forget the morsels.

Everyone has a dream to make true.

Yet, pain and anguish are hidden behind

stern faces,

sheepish grins.

Smile is a commodity.

Aspirations.

Hope.

Happiness lurking.

A roof is what everyone want.

Struggle.

Yet, we want to conquer the city.

It’s a world in itself.

Loathe or love it,

you can’t ignore its form and magnitude.

It finally grows on you.

A muse one cannot live without.

Tiring day.

Arabian sea is the only solace.

Priceless to enjoy solitude’s moment.

Queen’s necklace makes hope alive.

The poem is a tribute to Mumbai where I tried to capture emotions when I first landed in the city. A heart filled with aspirations to make it big and how I miss the city. I have the feeling that I left something midway and uncompleted task to fulfill.

With Love

V