Smudged colors..

Come what may, 

She stood on her own

She stood by her loved ones,

All alone

She was a rebel

She was strange,

She was loved by all

Yet for her, all were strangers

Once she told her heart felt words,

Then she ascertained,

she never lies

Once she found solace in crowd,

Then she saw

peace in prison

Words took it’s own path,

Various labels and headers attached,

When she was still the same to the world,

She had to shut doors on to her words

All went well, as long as past,

Presently she is still breathing,

Living but not lively,

Boiling but nothing like bubbly

People still love her,

Strangers they are all,

For her Loved ones

Still stood by her side

She loved them alone.

"Just as when I was thinking about many things we "GIRLS" have had to face in life , every-day, every minute, these lines came into my mind. As usual did nothing but just jotted them onto a paper... for the record this poem took me 5 minutes to write.. strange though! "http://prajnadreamer.blogspot.in/

Singing words told me : "Never quit!"

Music makes life livable at times. But for me music makes my life. Songs make and break my day. I sometimes sing along and sometimes just listen with all the concentration on the music or the lyrics. Certain times music hide the lyrics and even after a hundred times of rendering, I fail to even remember the pallavi fully. Certain other times, lyrics go so deep into my heart that I'll listen to the song only for the lyrics.
Also a few lyrically beautiful songs make me motivated and gives some hope which were much needed at times. I sometimes think the music and the words are indirectly giving us all some sort of encouragement all through out. Fresh each time and new feel every time. It wipe tears and bring in some joy, wakes us up from the slumbering dream. Roars, yet softly tell us that's not yet.
On that note here's a translation of one such song, a Kannada bhavageethe by N.S. Laxminarayana Bhatta.  Titled "Istu kaala ottigiddu." This song though have heard plenty of time in the voice of M.D.Pallavi makes me apply it to any situation I face.
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"Being together and gelled so well,
Have we ever understood our consciences?
Having rowed a thousands of miles on the sea,
Could the boat measure the depth of it?
Forever, having bent so much, as if trying to hug,
Was the blue sky able to kiss the earth?
Having showed so many beautiful faces,
Could the mirror hold any one of them for itself?
Isn't this telling us : nature itself has many "tried and failed, yet trying" cases. Why quit disappointed?
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Maiden Voting - "All is Well When clowns set us entertained!"

Having believed in individual #rights and #democracy, the #LokSabha2014 (Karnataka- April 17^th) election was of some importance to me…

The big banners and full size hoardings which are flat on roads and footpaths today were then beaming up in sky all in style. Those extravagant advertisements & awareness… Yeah! They had an impact on the borderline voters who were in dilemma as whether to vote or not to cast their precious votes, for the rest it didn’t matter much anyway. They had had their decisions made already! 

Coming to my case, not that I fancied seeing the polling booth or getting my finger inked by an ink which claimed to be erase proof for a certain days. No, absolutely not. All that I had while casting my vote was totally a different picture. I probably was sincere enough to perform my maiden voting, which is considered to be the duty of every citizen of this country and hence make sure I become a part of World’s largest Democracy!

On the other side of the spectrum I had another picture, big-picture- brighter than the previous one. We vote, we choose some candidate from some XYZ party and then we rest in silence for the next five years, that’s the routine. As a result we have cultured and nurtured political clowns. Some with notes and some with strings attached.

I pity victims of my last mention though. :P

When I mentioned political clowns, I’m not targeting any political parties, because all are equal thieves and all are equal clowns in their own sweet way. The only difference we might experience by bringing in a new party, rather non incumbent party into power is new entertainment, new scams, new funny one-liners, and new clowns! 

Now I guess I gave you all a reason why this maiden voting was important to me. I did my best to get new clowns on board in near future. No offense, I did my duty sincerely in my first attempt. Didn’t I? :D 

New clowns mean new set of wholesome entertainment.

"All is Well When clowns set us entertained!"