Friday, 28 February 2014

Who Am I

I run through the day as good as a puppet
You pull one string and I dance
You pull the other and I sing
You leave me I fall
You push me I swing
I live thousand lives with you
I have spent thousand lives with you
But have I lived?

I float through the motions
As light as air
Air with no ripples,
Air but no wind
I float, fly and wonder
Through so many earths
Through so many dearths
But don’t feel travelled
I don’t feel lived


I swim through the water
Wading through waves
Drowning and dying
Burning and crying
I float through thousand oceans
I drink thousand potions
But don’t feel lived

I walk on the road
I am you
I am her
I am him
I am straight
I am single
I am married
I have wrinkles
I tip toe
I limp
I am young
I am old
But who am I?
I am flying but crippled
I am swimming but no ripples
I am alive but dead
I am living but not
I am every mask around me and I forgot

Who am I?


(C) Juztamom 2014

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Saturday, 26 October 2013

Why I Pray

I don’t know why I pray
May be
I pray because I am
I am because I pray
I pray because I have faith
I pray because I know you are there

So many times I questioned
So many times you answered
So many answers you gave
Without any questions
I pray to let you know
I am there
I am there because of you
I am there and I love you
Not because I want something
But because I have you
I pray to you...for you

People question
People laugh
People gape
When I talk to you
So many times I justified
That you are there
So many times I tried to prove
That you care
And then I gave up
Faith can’t be forced
Faith can be questioned
It can be cut into pieces
And it can be thrown in the sea
It will be tested time and again
And it will survive
If it’s true
So many times I pray
Because I know you are true
So many times I pray
Just to hold on to you

I pray for no reasons
I pray on no occasions
I pray because I believe
I pray to hold on
I pray to connect to myself
Because you is me
That’s where you live
Right inside me

So many times I pray
But I don’t
So many times I want to ask for things
Then I can’t
Because I don’t pray for reasons
So many times I pray
Just pray.....


I am a part of a small NGO and just before leaving for my home town on Diwali ever year, I do a mini celebration with my special kids there. This year as a part of the celebration and pooja the gifts will include a special package of “SampoornaLakshmi Pooja Pack”. Not only because I am writing this as a part of a contest but also because the contest made me think and question my faith. I questioned and reasoned and I am glad my faith in the supreme power stood firm. I hope someday every one realise that the power is within us, we are our believes, we are our strengths and we are our weakness. It is in our hand to use or abuse the supreme power latent within us.

This post is written for the contest–Everyone has a reason to pray at PurePrayer


Friday, 25 October 2013

Her Dream Wedding?

Her hands are covered in henna
and her face is decorated with a shy smile
but her heart is disobeying her
She wants to be happy
She promised herself
It will be alright
It will be her fairytale night

Her wedding,
Like everyone said will be her re-birth
Her dreams
Like everyone said were just dirt
They why all of a sudden
She was unsure
They why all of a sudden
She didn’t feel happy anymore
Why after ages her heart was not with her
Then why all of a sudden 
everything was blur

She was asked to meet her taker
After he said yes
After she was informed
After it was officially announced to the world
But she couldn’t make herself go
May be she wanted to delay the future
May be she wanted it to remain a dreamy dream
Her refusal was appreciated
Her being coy was expected
She didn’t ask anything
No one told her anything
Not knowing is better
She thought to herself again and again

She survived the prying eyes of future relatives
She nodded at all right places as it was imperative
She cooked and she walked
She looked down and never talked
She did everything right
As right as the word right
As correct as the word correct

An Indian Bride. Photo: Flickr.com. 

Then why all of  a sudden
She feels trapped
She feels choked
This is the eve of her fairytale wedding
Why even after people calling her outside
She couldn’t open the door
It was too late to do anything
Was it too late to do anything?
May be she can’t run away
If she goes out she will be forced into the marriage
But is there only one door to go out?
May be not
She closes her eyes and chooses the door
That will let her fly
That will let her be free
Forever!!

 This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda. We give out themes for creative writing each weekend for Indian bloggers

Image credit here


Don't give up

Don’t give up
Just yet
It seems alone and dark
It looks tough and stark
But you have just started
There are miles to go
There are millions to know
Fall is just a season
Dusk is just an hour
There is sun and light
World is pretty and bright
Don’t look down
Just yet
Look out
Look up
No don’t give up
Just yet


Round the corner
Is my home
I am there
You are never alone
I will walk with you
I will be your wings
I will love you ever
No don’t be afraid
Just yet
Even if its dark
I am still out there
So don’t give up
Just yet


Days are tough
Roads are rough
You are bare
And you are sore
Legs are young
and refuse to walk anymore
Eyes are tired
Refuse to see anymore
No don’t close your eyes
Just yet
There is a wonderful world to see
There are thousand places to be
No don’t give up
Just yet


Come to me
Lets walk together
Be me and I will be you forever
Let’s walk the distance together
We are alone but not lonely
I am you and you are me
No don’t cry just yet
No don’t sigh just yet
Get up now and dust your hands
There are a thousand hearts to mend
There are a million smiles to spread
There are a thousand words to speak
No don’t die
Just yet
There are a thousand lives to live



Saturday, 19 October 2013

I promise

I promise to be there
Even when you are not
I promise to be bare
Even if you have stopped
Especially when you have stopped

I promise to open the door
Everytime you knock
I will always be at the shore
Waiting for you round the clock
Even if you have stopped coming
Specially when you have stopped coming

I promise to cry with you everytime you are sad
I promise to laugh with you whenever I am happy
I promise to stand by you, during everything that is bad
I will always stitch it up, when things get patchy
Even if you stop paying attention
Specially if you stop paying attention

I promise to be me
I promise to never change
I promise these promises
Not in exchange
But because I believe in you and I know 
What all I have gained
From you and from your goodness
From us and our togetherness

I love you for everything that you can’t be
I promise to never push you into something that you can’t be
I promise you to keep all the promises
And whenever I couldn’t
I promise you I will try again
Till I could