The New Neighbor


All day long, she squats in front of my neighbor’s door,
Pisses, poopoos and sleeps on the floor.
Their sight and smell, she does abhor,
But awaits a chance for an unobtrusive stroll,
The moment they open their door.
And feign ignorance all the more,
As they shout and, surprised faces gape before.


She gapes back for a while
And faces the householder’s furore.
She runs swiftly in a minute, a mile
And annoys a few more.
She runs across the hall
And spills the bottle of wine,
She rolls over a ball
Unseen, and ouch! Hurts her spine.


She makes another move unshaken,
For a ride, which she herself has taken.
Breaks the glass, fells the flower
Of the vase that stood like a tower.
She runs hither and thither,
Hides at a place yonder,
Looks outside at the weather,
And hears the sky thunder.


They find many a scratch on the tile,
And wonder in unison, how agile!
And now he’s tired to the core.
Prrrr sounds the page which he tore,
In despair as he cant chase her any more,


A little girl wakes up and asks her papa,
What’s making u pant and go gaga?
Her sister replies in a tone of beguile,
Looks at the floor and points at the tile.
It walks and runs; and jumps and leaps;
Grunts and groans; moans and meows.


I sit in a saloon near a harbor,
Recollect and smile at the barber,
Who’s put the songs of Justin Bieber,
And I call her, my new neighbor.

-- Zee

GOD: Inflictions & Ramifications

Heavy rains batter coastal Andhra Pradesh as LAILA inches closer...Times, May 20...

Laila crosses coast; alert remains...Rain, gales claim 13 lives...The Hindu, May 21...

Laila weakens, leaves 16 dead; Thousands of homes flooded; cyclone threat not over...Times, May 21

East-West Godavari, krishna, Guntur, Praksham, Vishakhapatnam, Nellore...the list of districts prone to Laila keeps on getting longer. 3 persons were killed due to electrocution...

5 others killed due to different reasons by rains and accompanying winds...

The cyclone is slated to generate wind speed upto 125 kmph.

Low lying areas get inundated...electric poles get uprooted...power and communication lines get snapped...thatched huts washed away...trees uprooted ...escape routes flooded....

770 villages submerged...rail-road-air transport affected... thousands of acres of mango, chillies, papaya crops devastated leaving the farmers utterly helpless...

The government, has taken, a relatively swifter action when compared with the recent floods in Kurnool, though the magnitude and severity is less, it kept the state govt on its toes as the CM appointed some special IAS officers and deployed armed forces and rehabilitation camps and also that the casualities are low.

But enough has not been done. Though 65000 people, in-toto have been evacuated to rehabilitation centers, they dont even meet up to the minimal requirements. 

NO restrooms. NO proper sanitary facilites. No food. No water. Insufficient medical aid. 

CAN YOU IMAGINE YOURSELF IN THIS SITUATION? CAN YOU LIVE IN THIS SITUATION FOR 5 MINUTES?

PLEASE DON'T EXIT THE BLOG MISTAKING THIS FOR A NEWSPAPER(FOR U, MIGHT HAVE EXPECTED SOMETHING & ENTERED THIS BLOG)!!!

I blog this article munching a yummy bread-jam toast and pause to consider. They have not been able to have a drop of water, fistful of rice and are endlessly waiting for help. When will life get back to normal? When will the farmers start ploughing their lovely land back? when will the women folk get back to their routine? When will the kids get back to their normal school? when will everything be restored?

But before all that, when the hell will they get out of that godforsaken place and when will this monster leave 'em? Who will provide the answers? The Indian Meteorology Department? The Andhra pradesh state goverment? UPA government? Whom should they turn for answers? But in the first place, are these the right questions?

From a victim's point of view, no doubt, nothing else can be the main concern. And wht more can those victims ask for? surely not selective bread-jam toast. huh! BUT, then WHAT are the right questions & WHO shd ask them? Sitting behind closed doors, inside safe cocoons, neatly placed in ur own little universes, well nestled in ur seats, watching IPL or Football or playing NFS(no offence against any player though!), YOU are the right one to ask. Okay ok...WE are the right ones to ask. But then, 2 more questions, pop-up.

WHAT should we ask? WHOM should we ask?

Any answers? (Dont sue me calling this the third question!)

What is happening in this world? Terrorism. Corruption. High crime rate. Internal forces acting against government and disrupting the routine(the 'Reds'). Politics. Chinni chors. and then we also have, these natural disasters. Volcanic eruptions, earth quakes, floods causing havoc, irrevocable damage, bringing life to a stand still and testing the times! yes TIME! Who runs this world? Let me directly come to the point. Which super power(or supreme power) runs the world.(Fine the question might sound dumb). Hindu or Muslim. Christian or a person of any religion, the generalized term, we refer to The supreme power is, God.

He provides the very energy required to run this world. Evry day. Every hour. Every minute. Every second. Every moment. every revolution required by an electron to revolve around nucleus. And infact the daily bread, we have, too is given by Him.(This bread also includes the one im having right now, no doubt!)

There can be no further doubt to question His omnipresence & omnipotence. His will. Strength. 

The electrons need permission frm Him to go round the nucleus. The protons need His consent to exhibit their positive charge. Gravitons need His permission for causing attracting effect. Photons need permission to leave the sun and travel the long 150 odd million miles journey to reach earth and provide life here. The nature needs permission to run. Leaves need permission to synthesize food using photo(solar) energy. Trees need permission to grow. You, me, infact WE need his very permission to continue our sustenance. He can take away our life at any moment he wants koz he's the one who gave it to us and can take away whenevr he wants.

I ask the reader to pause at this point to consider everything covered till now or re-read the above paragraph and then proceed further.

If God is so loving, caring, compassionate and if evry act of nature depends on his will, why did he let the valves of Laila loose and caused this? I find it hard to continue further as my Mind goes blank. I've no right to question Him about this work of his, considering myself an extremely insignificant part of this indescribably huge ever-expanding creation of His. But then, if we go back to the previous discussions few paragraphs above, we're talking about some right people, requiring to ask the right questions to the right 'authority' over this mess. Yes. You and I, let us ask Him, abt this. But when's the right time? Dont run to get the calender, now is the right time. Let us pose our questions. Well it all depends on us, if we're willing to pose questions or conduct a rapid fire round!(okay, no more comedy with God!)

Huh, so as I've already asked, if we're are a creation of His and his children, why is God inflicting us with this much of pain? "Loka Kalyanam', for the welfare of the world, as a sage might answer expending least energy, with a smile. or, Haven't u read the reports of Met Dept.? Some skeptics question. I'm not interested in the scientific  explanation underlying it. I want an answer from Him. As I said even electrons & protons need His permission, Science too is at his dispense. He can well change the laws at his will and who knows. Ten generations l8r we might study Energy can be created or destroyed!!! So, coming back to the point, why inflict so much  of pain to the world?
This is an age old question though. 
In the movie Dasavatharam, we see the Tsunami lashing away(the same way it did way back in 2004) and the reason the movie tells is: To protect the mankind from that dangerous virus(shown in the movie), God creates Tsunami and ensures that no trace of that virus is left and hence mankind can be saved. But weren't the repercussions jaw-breakingly appalling? The loss of huge properties, natural resources and most importantly, valuable human lives? But then tht sounded rather illogical explanation or may be I must used harsher words for that. But there is this one corner in my mind hinting me, tht of course there is an 'Antaraartham' , an inner meaning behind every act He does, so does this Laila havoc. But then, it requires tremendous patience and infinite will to meditate unto the inner meaning for this. How many more Swami Vivenkanandas do we need to ignite the spark in people to turn at least one step to Godhead? To atleast think of Him and thank Him for having given us this life? 
Of late, I have significantly lost my path(of advancing at least 1 step towards Him and have faced their repercussions). I have inadvertently lost the path of a straight line and traced a curve and have had faced enough ramifications. But now, I find this strange feeling resurfacing and rejuvenating me, energizing me further to, well, not save the humanity from natural calamities and terrorism, but the energy to come, Face to Face with the Will of the Supreme. Yes! Indeed. It has given me new hope of Life.
But one question still remains unanswered. Why God, all this havoc? I'm determined to find an answer and who knows, might live up till I get the answer to blog it out for the potential readers present!
So, the victims in their present state, might not be able to question God for this act. But then, dear Readers, I question you, to question him till He provides us with an answer. We might well demand for an answer and being His children, we get this right. The answer may not be be directly understood by us, as it requires a deep insight into the operational pattern of His will, one day, with some effort, we might come up with an answer! We shall do it...We can... YES WE CAN!

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A HAPPY Republic Day: Part-3

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As i sit in silent contemplation the auto wallah calls to remind me to get down at M'patnam and lo!..we are ther! Time passed off so very quickly! I pay his fare and go to the bus stop for an indefinite wait for a bus home. In the meanwhile I encounter many unwanted sights.Auto wallahs call out names of places where I come from and reminding myself of those wretched and damned places somehow irks me as I put my face away and languidly gaze elsewhere though I know very well that I'll have to make that my home for the coming 4 more years! The previous day's verbal argument with an STD friend of mine keeps resonating in my mind as it keeps me away from replying to her incessant msgs to inquire the reason for the cancellation of my program. I keep waiting for the right bus amidst a huge fleet of buses that I dont need; I also find that I'm not bothering about the apprehension anymore. 





An old couple comes to me to ask for money to go their place and show me their son's address as they somehow lost contact with him. They start narrating their story; that they were from a village near Vijayawada and blah blah blah and as I uninterestingly listen to their narration, it rang some bells! LO! They are the same couple who deceived me couple of years ago(roughly 2.5yrs) by the same touching story of mother and son sentiment to which i fell flat and parted a hundred rupees! It instantly starts angering  me! Once again my mind and heart start having a clash...not of their superiority to one another, but giving their view point to which i should act an impartial judge and choose the right one! My mind endeavors to tell me to screw them until they pay me back or atleast scold them. While my heart asks me to forgive them and leave the matter.I laugh away at the former suggestion and follow my heart. I avoid them and find solace in a cool lime soda from a roadside vendor. Then my trained eye finally cathches a right bus home.
I pay for the ticket and as I seat myself, I'm somehow reminded of the pain. It lingers in my mind for a while and I take my headphones and plug 'em into my ears and find myself enjoying to the blabber of the redio jockeys of the various radio stations and also the songs. As I keep listening to them sleep slowly takes over me as I, out of intuition slowly recline onto my back expecting a cushio, hit the hard metal surface and the jerk pulls me out of my sleep. I curse it and once again continue my previous business and this time I rest my hand on the window's metal embankment and rest my head on it and slowly doze off. Later I wake up at an abruptly right moment to see that I'm almost nearing my stop and prepare myself as I pluck off the earphones and put them back into my pocket and my lega, having practiced so much of dance in the past 3 days, painfully carry me to the door and I get down and head homewards.
Once I was home I could somehow feel the warmth and cosiness it offers me and once gain remind myself of the guy who pushed cart; the old loner police regulating the traffic and thank God for giving me everything and I hit the bed!

A HAPPY Republic Day: Part-2

NOTE: If u haven't read the Part-1 of this, please don't proceed further. Stop here, read the Part-1 which is below this & come back!


I find that I'm no more wanted by any of them.Though it isn't deliberate, everyone seem to be pissed off with everyone else. I'm enjoying the sunlight that is hitting me on my face directly! But the unknown apprehension is spreading across the body completely and I'm in no mood to stop it, scrutinize it and curb it completely. I let go of it. I completely allow my body, mind and heart to go free. Run wherever they want to. Think of whtever they want to. For the first time in many months, I find something is really making me happy. Something that has the source, waiting to be discovered by me. The apprehension is now at critical stage as it takes over my primary senses. I'm feeling gay.cheerful.Light at heart. I open my eyes and sit straight and see everything around me. It is really surprising to note tht the same environment that was so hostile earlier seemed so full of life now! 


Everything, as I find is taking shape and is materializing itself in a completely new way! I go back to the place where the audience are seated and find that prize distribution ceremony was on and brought cheer and anticipation of excietement to the faces who know, they've something in stock and dullness and apathy to those who are from then on jobless as they leave their places and go to find better ways of entertaining themselves! I find a smile on my face and wait for an hour more to see my dear friends receiving prizes and their beaming faces. And after they were done, I still found that I was not wanted by anyone. Though that seemed to take an altogether completely different picture now, it still pained me. I find that the apprehension has taken its control over the body and is in super critical stage I bothered it in the least! Though I dont know many of the guys around me I keep wishing them and congratulating them on their success and receiving prizes! I always like to stay alone and all the times have opted for seclusion. But this somehow seems different from all those previous times as I felt wanted!


In the meanwhile a lady calls me to find out if I can make it to home for lunch! And i irritatingly answer her that I wouldn't be coming and she can go ahead; and as I'm trying to disconnect the call the lady pesters me to tell what happened to my dance. I pause for a while and tell her what happened. Concerningly she asks the reason and how I'm feeling; I answer some crap and in an impulse cut the call telling her I'd be home soon and lying that I already had my lunch there. But why am I in such a haste? Why did I talk so impudently to the lady? After all she's been with me for 18 and a half long years thinking of me every second and living her life building up expectations on me and loving unconditionally! I felt cross with myself and my heart scolded me for being so rough with her. Then I find whispering to myself, "I love u mom!". Perhaps never in the recent times have I felt towards her as I'm feeling now. Unconditional love. Yes! I saluted with deep reverence to her and felt glad of her presence in my life.


It is often found that ppl in colleges are mostly identified by the gangs they maintain. By the groups they usually roam around wid. if u wanna stay alone and be friendly wid everyone, it might be okay in the short run, but in the long run shows its effect. Though i never maintained my gang I find my set of chums missing as they take a day off! Thus left alone, without informing anyone I take a 7seater and head towards mehdipatnam to take a bus home.


Though the world seemed bright for an hour or 2 I found myself back to the 'pissed of mood'! The ppl in the auto are chatting noisily unmindful of other's presence and other's need for silence! En route, though its a short journey, it made me realise so many things to which im thankful to...perhaps God!


Everything around is pacing off as usual, never bothering about the cancellation of some damned team's dance program in some college's Republic day function! Everything around seemed so normal. The completely militarized area of Ibrahimbagh and Narsingi seemed peaceful and usual. Vendors going around and yelling their products for sale. Shops filled with ppl having many requirements. A squirrel escapes its death as a car puts a sudden break. Workers laying the road. Amidst all these I still find some interesting sights! A young boy, perhaps 6-7 years of age, helps his dad do his daily routine of pedaling long distances with a cart filled with construction material. He pushes the loaded cart up a small elevation and as the task was completed the father happily looks at his son and pedals away and the sun looks for a while and goes away. Though it is a very ubiquitous scene, I somehow find it surprisingly different. I'm filled with so much of compassion and a small happy seed seems to be planted. I make effort to see what the young lad is up to and amidst the stagnant traffic I find tht he is having his lunch in an unhygienic place wid unclean hands in a roughly dusted parcel and seemed to relish it and is at peace. Though it is prevalent everywhere,I couldn't stop myself from thinking about it.
Then I find another loner like me; an aged gurkha or a police, I'm not sure, regulates the congested traffic and luckily ppl are heeding to him and a hidden smile is on his face which I can see it, not wid my eyes but with my heart. He helps children cross the road, diverts the traffic from an under-construction flyover and seems to be completely at peace with himself as I find no hint of irritation or disgust on his face. I smile lookin at him and he smiles back and points to the tricolor flag pinned to his shirt wishing me a happy Rday! Looking at everything I find that I'm in a far far far better position. In the sense, i dont have to push a cart to make a living,I dont need to eat in uncouth surroundings and I dont need to stand in the hot sun regulating the heavy traffic with loads of dust and pollution in the air! The happy seed now grew into a sapling! Deep within my heart I thank God for this all!
But there's still a lot to come in stock!