SHE

She comes out of flesh
So, She does cry
So,She does bleed
So, She does smile...
She has magic in her.

She was shy and wanted to hide,
But you lend your hand and led her.
She was uneducated, immature
But you came forward to teach her .

She was asked to stay in a veil,
But you helped her break free...
She told you she had a dream...
You helped her realize it.
She was a storehouse of emotions,
But you helped her through it.

She has dared to break free,
She has let her imagination play,
She has let herself fly,
She has redefined herself .

She is a lady,
She is a daughter,
She is a sister,
She is a mother,
She is a friend,
And, She is your Woman...

Wishing each of you Ladies a Very Happy Women's day.... Be proud to be a women. And I thank all the Men out there for the tremendous love, support and care.
---Mers

Random...

For You

The distances had multipled
And the days had passed,
Summing to a couple of years.
Conversations were briefer,
Nor were there meetings,
But , emotions were forever.

For when a trickle,
Goes down my cheeks
There you come,
Out of nowhere.
And as a smile ,
Lights my face,
I look for you,
And there you are.

You have made me realize
That no tear could flow
Nor smile could light up
Without you to share
By my side.
--Mers

Proud Indian Women....

In a country, where
Only sportsmen were
Worshipped,
Women have proven
To the world
By etching their names
In the annals of history.

In a world where they
Have been
Abused and dejected
Cursed and suppressed
They have risen
Across the wet cheeks
There were smiles
From now on
You will be the courage
To the many others
---- Mers

To the Trio at Olympics # P V Sindhu#Dipa Karmakar#Sakshi Mallik.... You did us proud.... And yes thank you to their families and coaches for moulding them to reach for the skies....

Always

Darkness had enveloped my life
But you outshone the sunset
And, you became my sunshine.

My life had become troubled waters
I failed to balance and began to drown.
And there, you came as my lifeline.

I could no more see any colours,
I stood staring into barrenness,
And you came up as a rainbow.

Like a spring in a dessert,
Like stars in the night sky,
So have you been in my life.

Its "You" who define my happiness.
And so, i wish,
Through every tide in life,
I just want you, to hold my hand.
Always!!!...

----Mers

November Entry

A steaming cup of tea in one hand and a newspaper in  the other.This is my idea of a bright morning start.And as i chew on the morning news, there is always one page i detest.The obituary column.But today ,one picture up there forces me to read the article.Not a very interesting news.It's about a teenage girl's suicide.Sigh!!!!....I hate that word suicide.How can people even think of hurting themselves so badly??People battle for lives in hospitals.And here are others ,who destroy God given gift of life?Is shutting away their existence the only solution to their problems??....

In life everyone has problems.Even a rich man who has a lot of wealth would have worries about health, mental peace etc. And so does a common man have, his share of problems.But that doesn't land any of them at the one stop end- suicide.They fight, they sweat and try to beat the obstacles in their path.And thus they succeed.

In life, we all make some common mistakes.The main thing being, building expectations. We build expectations on people.You blindly trust that you understand others well or they understand you well.You expect them to pull you out of crisis.And when it all fails, you lose the strength to move ahead in life.

We must always realize some basic things in life:

*Do not expect someone else to pull you out of a situation.It's only you who can do that.It's your life.None care about your life as much as you do.

*Never expect someone else to understand you completely or protect you.

Only you can read your inner thoughts,fears,understand your every move and speech.So don't be let down by others criticism.Just hang in there and fight.

*As  much as only you can understand your inner self, you can never understand someone else completely.You cannot predict others,their thoughts and action.We all are different individuals and our thought processes and comforts vary.So do not judge.Be patient and kind.

Sometimes we believe life is only about love and trust.And when trust breaks we break.But there is much more to life.

Life is about being able to stand up on your own feet, deciding for yourself, making yourself heard and lighting smiles along your path.

----Mers

Scribblings From Heart -{4}

Life is not a straight road journey.
It's not  melodious as a nightingale's song,
It's not like the tales of a fairy.

For it's a journey, through a bumpy road.
You may pass through a dessert or meadow,
A broad highway or narrow jungle road,

You may stumble and fall.
Be pricked, beaten or torn apart
The gale may hit you hard,
The paths may not be what we dreamt,
But you ought to accept it.
Be Brave and hold on till the last.

Life is a game.
A game where every move counts.
A single move enough to decide,
Whether you lose or triumph.

So, brace yourself, my friend.
And never forget the values
Faith,Humility,Perseverance
Through your every stride.

---Mers

Picture Post

Self Thought-1

"You have no idea what i am going through.I made a big mistake Jean...... I am in deep shit.I need to be alone!!!...".Those were his last words as he shut the door on my face and left into the darkness.

But did he really want to be alone??...

I walked to the window . The darkness of the night had been made up for.The city had been  lit up with lights from street lamps to the lights from the overcrowded buildings.Like an adorned bride she captivated my senses.But Pete's words disturbed me.And my mind floated into the world of thoughts.

"Failures are the stepping stones to success.", some great man had once said.And so should "making mistakes" be.For isn't it from mistakes we all learn?

Is there a man who came out of his mother's womb and learnt to be on his own feet the next moment or say walk without falling?How many innumerable times must a toddler have fallen before he managed to take his first  footsteps?..How many innumerable times did a toddler need a hand to lead him?And didn't he one day succeed to walk??...

This is exactly what happens in life.

We all do make  mistakes.We fall.And we need that strong hand to guide us through and make us walk.And that is why we need to share our sorrows.Because like sharing reduces the size so does it help reduce the burden from our hearts. Being left alone and imposing solitude on self won't improve our fate.We need to move on and rise to the situation.

For every mistake there s always a penance.And penances are meant to purify our souls and make us more firmer and mature.But there are times when no penance can bring relief and at those times we ought to leave it upon the healer, called "time".

For as time passes, the memory fades and the pain somehow manages to subside.

---Mers

RAIN

As every drop of rain brushes past me
A river of emotions pour out

It carries with it 
My sorrows and joys 
My highs and lows
And much more than,
What words could explain...

And with every pit pit patter
My soul hums a new song.

---Mers

FOREVER YOURS

My life was barren and scorched

And yet you arrived,

Like the early showers

Before the monsoons.

I had lost my smile

Yet you brought back my smile,

I had lost my faith

But you gave me reasons to believe.

I stumbled along the path,

You held me steady

And walked me through.

Through my rantings

You sat with me

Patiently bearing me

Our relation was one

Without rules, demands

It flowed out passionately,

Seamlessly

So long as the air fills my lungs,

So long as my eyes can see,

And my ears can hear,

I wish you would be near

Forever and Ever.......

---Mers

Peace Filled My Soul

My soul began to float

Away from my body

The throbbing in my heart

Seemed to be washed away,

The silence in the valley

Filled my soul,

Finally I am at peace.

Was it the wind blowing over?

Like a cool blanket holding me in a cuddle,

Or was it the greenery of the valley,

That was luring away my troubled soul?

I stood at the banks of the stream

Trying hard to smile,

As the Sun’s ray fell on the stream

Like a mirror’s reflection, there was my face.

I looked around me

Everywhere I could see life

The churning stream’s sound

Reminded me of girls laughter,

The swaying leafs of, children on a swing.

The squirrels running about,

The birds carrying twigs,

The ants making their nests,

The bee’s humming’s……..

Everything around me

Was, so full of life.

As though an aura of energy

Draped the valley.

I again looked at the stream

And there, was a smiling face.

Was it the aura of energy?

Draping the valley,

That lit through my face?

I stood there unsure, watching the smile

Like a river joining the sea,

The peace of the valley filled in my soul.

----Mers

Scriblings from the heart [3]

"I knew i seemed a joker to the world,

I knew they laughed behind my back

Through my sorrows and smiles,

They passed by unmoved.

Yet why do i care about them?

Why do i wish they understand?

I have stood through their tears,

Holding their hands,Lending my shoulder,

Yet why is it that there is ,

Nobody near,through my fear?

I need them the most and....

They are nowhere around.....

Deep into a corner i shrink in

As the world around moves on...

----Mers

The Excerpts from a Chat.....

The beginning of love is like movies. It’s the most amazing thing. But eventually the shine fades. That is when life starts.....

I think true love is a much different explanation....
Love is like a candle which imparts light and burns itself within till it’s over.... Not philosophy but the truth.
Love is something that evolves and not what we demand and get.
Look at it this way, love is there in every relation. Between u and me, mother and daughter, sun and earth....It fills the universe.

Sometimes we go seeking love, but it’s not something u get on asking. We have to be open to receive it.

Look at the most beautiful relation of mother and child.
A woman the moment she knows she has become a mother loves her child because she believes the child is hers alone. From the moment she is conceived, carrying and till when she sees the face of her newborn she develops so much affection, openness and longiness for the child that she believes her baby to be the most beautiful angel....
No matter the color, no matter if the baby is handicapped or retarded or anything.
Only what fills her eyes is love and only love is what flows out from her.
Even if tomorrow the child grows to be the cruelest human a mother's love for her child never ends. This is true love.
We love babies because we are open with them; we believe the innocence of their eyes. We trust them.
Love is something that happens. Don’t go seeking love.
Just be in love with everything about you and then definitely you’ll realize love....
Much better said, love is like a butterfly. Don’t chase it. It will come to you. Wait for the butterfly, but with faith that you'll receive it.

--- Mers

UNNAMED

Why has been your name,
So hard to forget? 

Why does your smiling face,                             
Haunt me every night? 

Why hasn't time ,
Washed away your memory?


My every dream, you are there

My every breath chants your name 
Why is it so ??....


When there is so much to say, 
These walls of silence built around us,
My pride, ego failing me to bow....


Maybe a hello, a hi 
Could end the tiff, i know..... 
And yet again, 


My pride, ego fails me to bow.....

---Mers