here to express my views

I had just started learning science in my kinder garten days.  Without understanding much of the subject I would still try to grasp it. Learning things by experimenting was never an option given in schools. Nevertheless I always tried to learn things by experimenting. The results of my experiments would never match with the writings of my book. Yet, I never lost the enthusiasm and came out with interesting results. I knew that I could master the subject on my own . But it would turn out to be a real nuisance I could have never imagined.  As a kid I was taught that a seed needs – air, water and sunlight. To my surprise in the very next class, when the teacher  was teaching us social studies she said that a fertilized soil helps a seed to grow........................ The scientist in me could neither agree to the results, nor the theorems until experimented. Since I was a low profile scientist, I did not have my personal study room. The garden was the only place spared to m...

The heavenly fragrance of the celibate earth waits for life to be rejuvenated. The first shower of the season brings life to the thirsty earth.  I sit alone, sipping my cup of coffee. And I see the drizzle outside.   My careless beauty reflects on the mirror. Time has taken hold of everything. My innocent eyes now have the glimpse of promise and trust. My loneliness has made me understand my strengths. My fears have turned to challenges. Darkness brings in new light. My eyes fall on to the old personal album that lies between my books and papers untouched. I pull it out in a moment’s impulse.  Childhood days, schooldays, college, friends, and birthdays.............my engagement...........my marriage..........  I let my thoughts flow through me uninterrupted. A sudden furore shattered my world to pieces. I battle out a reason every night. I figure out an explanation every day. It simply remains unanswered. I have treasured the album which barely holds the real picture...

Someone intelligent enough, not to be fooled, but fool enough to be deceived. Someone who says "Love is not my cup of tea”, but has many cups hidden in her cupboard. Someone who says "I care a damn about money”, but dreams to make it big someday. Someone who says "I care a damn about guys”, but deep within aspires to win the heart of someone special. Someone who says” I don’t cry”, but weeps at the slightest provocation behind a closed door. Someone who says "So what I don’t have friends”, but keeps track of someone she studied with in her Pre-Nursery days. Someone who claims to be an atheist,  but prays twice before leaving home. Someone who says” I’m an alcoholic”, but all the alcohol in her blood comes from an occasional peg of vodka once a year. Someone who wanted to be a doctor, studied to be a historian and landed nowhere till now. Struggle continues. Someone who writes all this crap yet believes that people will actually fall for it. Wel...

As I stand, alone gazing at the rising sun Far from my inner self that burns I wonder, about those roads I have covered I question, what should I rediscover? The thoughts are hobnobbing in my mind Without even giving a space for me to find That which I have left far behind Nevertheless the thoughts still grind My soul is parched and dry This does not even allow me to cry As I think what else should I try? In this world, then at last I sigh In brief....... I should conquer my own grief Only then will I be bereaved The only chance to re-live..... So that when I stand alone again gazing at the rising sun I know which way to turn Grasping those duties which i had left undone Only then can I also be a bright su...