When the celestial music faded away ...

The celestial music,

When

Faded away in the distance,

Rejoiced the enticed Gopis no more.

The syrupy butter in the carved jars,

Crowned one above the other,

Emptied no more.

The damsels you toyed with,

Complained no more.

No more,

The cheerful cows grazed.

No more,

The animals kids chased,

Played.

No more,

The vivacious peacocks,

Plumes opening wide, danced.

No more,

The fresh leaves,

When the silent dews tickle, giggled.

No more,

The playful birds fluttered.

No more,

The delicate fishes shimmered.

The sturdy mountains,

The dense forests,

The milky rivers,

The dreamy nights,

The happy dawns,

Exists no more.

Mirth lingered

No more.

Gazes got tired

No more.

Souls relented

No more.

Hearts loved

No more.

Words have died away.

Emotions have gone astray.

Life has come to a stay,

When the celestial music,

You played,

Lingered
No more.

Freedom? What's that?

 

Freedom! 

Yes! I am free!
Free from savoring on the golden vegetable.
Thanks to the spiraling prices!
Yes! I am free!
Free from riding my bike on the roads!
Roads? Where are they?
Deep holes I meant.
Yes! I am free!
Free from stepping out of my house in the night.
Thanks to filthy eyes who nudes me then and there.
Yes! I am free!
Free from all the glitters of the world.
For they leave a  big hole in my pocket.
Yes! I am free!
Free from dreaming for my own shelter.
For I don’t understand the zeros in the crore.
Yes! I am free!
Free from talking against the Saints who rule the country.
Dare it! And they bash my existence out of me.
Yes! I am free!
Free from tensions of polling the Patron.
For they all are from the same lineage.

Is this freedom?
Then I am free!

What's that you all rally cry? 
Yeah … Happy Independence Day!

Leadership comes with Responsibility

 

Below is a short story I wrote for my son's story telling competition. I have shortened the story a lot so that Adu could easily tell it. 

Long ago, King Mumbri ruled the island kingdom of Mumbeshwar. Mumbri was a kind but careless king. He thought his kingdom was full of rich and happy people. However, Princess Mumbadevi, the daughter of King Mumbri, was aware of the true state of the kingdom. Thus, she takes him on a ride to show the truth. 

During the journey, the King sees a weak, naked child coming to him. The child begs for some food to eat. Surprised, the King asks the child, “How come my people are begging for food? Aren’t there enough food for all?” This is when the King realizes his mistake. Thus, he promises to fulfill all the needs of the people in his kingdom.

Moral of the story: Leadership comes with responsibility.