The nun..

She was dressed in a white gown A cross laid on her chest She belongs to a Mother’s house The Almighty’s divine nest. Her face had a tough look, A strident voice she had She couldn’t match the Mother’s grace Though, in her habit-clad.	I moved to make a place for her Just to sit and rest, Thanking me she took the seat The baby, then she caressed. Softly humming a lullaby To make her child sleep Bearing all the trouble alone A mother’s promise to keep.
She was going to present a retreat Talk on the mercy of God. But her conducts do not concur With the holy Lord’s. She was sitting next to me, My co-passenger in train. The people in the waiting-list Were really travelling in pain.	She belongs to the Mother’s house Sworn by the name of Lord To serve people with love n’ care Till she can afford. But it seemed I affronted her I caused her unease Since I offered a space to the mother And into the seat we squeeze.
A mother with her infant child Holding in her arms Pleading to the ticket checker To get a berth confirmed. But the train was all booked, Running short of berth, The TTE stood helpless Her words were of no worth.	She has vowed to care for people, Still she asked me to.. Not to allow any one Our seat to squeeze into. I didn’t reply to her words And ignored what she said Only thought, she must have The lord offended!
	She preaches on mercy of God It’s her retreat’s part But I wonder what she says, Does she realize in heart? ~~~***~~~

When I feel blue..

When I feel a little low,
Which I don’t wanna show.
I’find ways to cheer myself
And without nyone’s help.

I pick my favorite book,
And I try to overlook
The reason bothering me
I let it go free.

If still am blue
And couldn’t find any clue
I jot-down how I feel
In my diary, and conceal.

Then I try to go to sleep
In my mind I do flip
The sweet memories of past
And it makes me smile at last.

Solitude

Alone midst the mob……..

With life face to face

Struggling for existence

Alone in the populace.

Alone midst the mob……..

Against the human faces…

Moving with strife …

Deterrence, the own, in the masses.

Alone midst the mob………..

Till this life’s end,

Bounded by relations,

But no one to mend,

The solitude.

Alone midst the mob………

What does one's heart aspire?

Remains buried forever,

What meant a tear?

Alone midst the mob………

Not a single soul,

Could descry the heart’s silence,

The words untold.

Alone midst the mob………

Along the life’s street,

Started the journey, alone……

Alone, the end, I will meet…

Desire

Behind the bars I try to feel

My mates flying high in the sky with zeal

I often wonder what's in store for me...

Shall I ever be on my wings...

touch the sky... go free....

What a boring day

So boring!!!

It's a boring boring day

To make it pass away

I thought to take a nap…

With my head on desk’s lap…

Soon,

started, enjoying my siesta….

With full of fun & fiesta…

Me singing loud unfurled.

“On the top of the world”.

It’s such a lovely place…

With not a single race…

Only me and my lappy……

Oh! I’m so happy…

I hear a music rock…

I am wearing a pink frock..

I am dancing on the tune

On top of a sand dune!!

The evening rolled to night

With moon shining bright

The waves washing my feet

Oh such a lovely treat!

I heard a thunder loud!

The moon hid behind a cloud!!

Tsunami hit the shore

And I was there no more!!!

Startled! I opened my eyes!!

And here the reality lies….

My manager shouting at me…

“Deliver the task EOD!!!”