The Mighty or The Lonely Sun

One day the beautiful Moon,
called the glittering Stars,

played a mesmerising tune,
and danced with all of them, giving each a fair chance.

Bright sky illuminated soon,
with accumulation of majestic powers,

colorful Earth and Mars got invitation cards too,
but their busy schedule kept them far.

Heavenly Moon's son and daughter left their rooms,
the Stars' kith and kin filled with enthu,

massive get together with lot of hul-la-baloo,
alas!!!!! faded with the noise as the Sun tip-toed.

The Sun drove away all and all withdrew,
"The Sun doesn't need anyone" is that true?

Is it really that mighty as it appears to?
Do nothing worries it and its happy being aloof?

A Mobile's Soliloquy

I was enjoying my life in a beautiful colored box, until I saw bright fluorescent lights falling on my face, which took no time to wake me up from my dreams. A plump man took me out from the box with a firm grip. To my surprise, I found a sweet lady standing in front of me. She smiled after giving me a keen glance and continued doing so, which made me quite conscious and I wondered if I was looking okey!!!


There was some chit-chat going on between the plump man and another man who appeared to be in his mid-forties, which was making me bored. After a short interval, I felt the plump man turned towards me and took me up from the shining glass sheet to place me in the cardboard box. Oh! I thanked my stars when I recalled the luxury of the thermocol bed inside the cardboard and I was exactly fitted in by the plump man, as I was before.

By the mid of the night, my sleep was again interrupted but as I opened my eyes, I found a cute face giving me anxious look. She was the same girl, whom I had seen before, but I was surprised to see my complete surroundings changed. Now I was in a small room which had books, cds, floppies, laptop, music system, soft toys, chocolates, biscuits, photographs … uff and what not!

She took me by her hand but not as hard as the plump man did. After some tick-tocking with my fingers, she made me write a message which said “My new number is 9999.......”. She stupidly saved this message into my drafts and then one by one made me to deliver it at different numbers.

Still it made me proud to be in hands of the rarest beauties on earth. Anyways I didn’t have any other option than to become use to her tantrums. Her activities started in the morning itself. As my lady woke up, her first job was to pick me up from any corner of her bed wherever I would be lying. In case, I fell under her bed, then too she briskly took me out from that “appearing to be unreachable place”. Then throughout the day the tick-tocking continued, which she termed something as, “Dialing, Re-dialing, Disconnecting” and so on… The activity which gave me the greatest pain, but happened the most was “dialing and disconnecting” just after a few seconds, thus, mocking at my efforts. After this my lady gave a winsome smile and uttered “I gave a MISSED CALL”. Neither my days-nights were peaceful nor are peaceful. I wonder if anybody could save me from my disastrous fate!!!

Accompanied Solitude

He was walking on the path of life alone,
alone in the midst of millions.

Looking at the barriers, he shivered and was alarmed.
With determination, he tried to cross the rain, the stiles and the storm.

At times, his heart asked for friendly warmth,
alas, their was no response!

For the support, he relied entirely on the moon, the stars and other similar forms.

He was walking on the path of life alone,
alone in the midst of millions.

But soon came a bridge forlorn
and it appeared impossible to walk along.
Now his heart felt the scorn.
Tears gushed on his bony cheeks, the second drop chased the first one and so on..

Now he saw his inevitable end being born,
his lips trembled for the last holy song:
"O Maker of this universe, hear my prayer,
On this black night, I am in despair.
This steep bridge is unavoidable,
courage in me is not attainable.
My so- called "well wishers" are smiling "betrayers".
You are my first and last hope,
I await you, I know you are close."

No reciprocation,
Only a slight glow of inspiration.
He felt he himself could move a foot forward, and subdue the bridge's terrorism.
Hesitatingly, he took the first step and then the other,
and finally crossed the major obstacle.

With eyes moist and hands up in the sky,
with knees in mud, he said with a deep sigh,
"I am travelling on the path of life with a FRIEND who is invisible,
But MIGHTY, HELPFUL and MY DEAREST ONE.

Dream Versus Reality

Dream asked Reality
"Can I enter your locality"?

Reality replied:
"The members of my surroundings are hard,
they can't be broken or can't be ignored,
but you are light and so soft,
that you evaporate on facing the world."

Dream felt bad,
on hearing such thought,
it retorted in full voice-
"Don't forget I am better loved,
you are so cruel and too harsh,
thus, what are you boasting of"?

Reality gave a decent smile,
and gave a sarcastic reply:
"I am truth,
I am crystal clear,
but you are faded, distorted and unclear.
My life is long and strong,
but you are a thing of short span."

Dream failed to control its anger any more,
with red eyes and coloured face, it exploded,
"Short span,
yes very short span,
but the intelligent remember me for very long.
I give birth to big big realities,
now I feel,
there is no use of entering your locality".