Till the candles blow out

Sunday, January 6, 2013

"Today, I'm writing something on your side, girls. And believe me, if a boy does that, either he's in love or he is serious. Me, obviously, no chance of getting into love now. Last month showed me everything I didn't wanted, probably nobody. But kya picture abhi baki hai?

It's pretty much evening, if I want to move out of my house now, I don't have a fear in me that I'll be raped any moment, nor my parents have- yes, Am a boy. But I do fear fears. Your own insecurities kill you better than anything else- slowly and gently- but they do kill you. In the words of mine, fear is another form of death. Perhaps our girls are having a bed time with fear these days. Where fear exists- can there be love? Can you believe someone then? That girl, yes, that very girl who died that day made me realize one thing- a few deaths are more precious than lives of millions. But can you feel her pain? Can you tell how it is to be touched by someone you don't even know? Your mind protests, your heart refuses, but you are helpless, can you feel that helplessness? Does being innocent pays back so much? Do you know what it takes to carry a fear, an unknown of fear of unknowns every time you walk out of the house? Endless questions, no answers. I have a tear in my eyes, but don't worry, I'm gonna keep it through- this is how best of my articles are born. The girl left us. But what would be more worse than knowing that hundreds of such girls exist who are sacrificed and their sacrifice goes in vain. Imagine homes of all such girls. A father works out day and night, saves every bit of his money, just to ensure he would let his 'laadli' go off in shining red joda and dupatta someday. And yes, the girl did go today, but in a white lifeless cloth, not to her prince's house but to the ultimate destiny. Her 'Laadli' is no more, thoose hands that made her walk- today, they quiver and shiver. And her mother, to whom her daughter was her bestie. Who will share secrets with her now? Those hairs, ya those lovely hairs, that were immersed in beauty by 'ma', they lay out dead on floor, whose hairs will the 'ma' comb now? Can you even think how their dreams are shattered? How broken they are? You don't rape a girl, with it you rape the whole family, the whole society. Okay, Fine. You don't wanna worship girls. Don't. But everyone has a right to get respect as an human. Seems as if Republic is becoming Rape-public. Folks, you don't imagine your life without girls, do you? It's kinda hard to see how people worship Lakhsmi in the temple and you rape the same Lakshmi outside it.

And and, Dude, what's the govt. doing? Probably after watching in several news channels that politicians hang out with blue films in parliament, I can't expect them to respect girls. Somebody said, probably Abraham Lincoln: 'Democracy is a government of the people, by the people and for the people'. Ghanta! So the government 'FOR' the people takes 4-5 years to hang Kasab? When it comes to serving people, you can't arrange a times meal and you say your budget is low. So how does it suddenly rises when you gotta serve criminals and rapists. Like serves like- it says all. You protest when somebody raises their voice against you- an act of a coward. If a person is true, he fears no opposition. People who are weak, drowned in ego try to suppress. When democracy is 'for' the people, that simply means you don't ignore them, no matter what the reason. Just because, it didn't happened to your mothers and sisters doesn't means you are not supposed to feel the pain. Rape of a single girl ( well, who said single?) made the whole country stand together. This is how much we love each other. Responsibility- an ability of response that only braves can have. Man, you are losing. Money won't buy millions of daughters that went away. Won't say RIP to you, it's impossible.

Hey girl, yes you, who's up there. Sorry dear, we couldn't save you nor I'm sure your death moved anybody in power. But you know what, this is how we begin. Millions die, a few like you change the meaning of death. Words flow all through the cosmos, mine will reach you for sure. Keep watching, someday we'll overcome this too. And Mr. Government, in case you don't react now, remember, those millions of girls up in heaven have much power now."


Struggle for a Single Word

Friday, April 27, 2012

In the cloud of mind,
Where destination turns blind,
I push myself through the thorns,
Trying to take the bull by the horns.

Between so many happy faces out there,
Lies something in me very bare,
Bare- yes in my heart right here,
Seems my mind is in air,
Air of sputter,
Air of will cutter.

And my care is beneath in land,
Land of broken hand,
I still stand to withstand,
Waiting for my heart to understand,
But it says the world is not true,
Just look up to, live up to,
Sometimes, something unrealistic creeps,
Whenver a purpose sweeps.

I don't get what rising tide pronounces,
Or what that silence announces,
Swiftly screaming, silently shouting,
Deadly damaging, doubtfully doubting,
All with gold in my fists,
Still longing for the sands out my wrists,
Philosphical flickering of flowering floor,
An anticipaion awkward adore,
Pretty much, damn the word I don't get,
After all, its none of my threat!

- Vaibhav Varun

                       Sometimes, a feeling creeps inside you and you can't define it.You may spell out the whole sentence but can't find the word for it. Same happened with me- couldn't define my feelings, so I wrote it- That's called- Struggle for a single word.


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Just be who you are. . .

Friday, March 30, 2012

Hey, you recently changed your hairstyle?
Just cause' somebody commented on your mile,
You felt low, lately?
Because somebody broke you greatly,
Never mind, let them die, guys,
They can't see the world through your eyes,
People say- "You keep on crawling",
Shout out loud to the world- "If I learned crawling",
"One day I'll be walking",
"It's not my over-confidence, its your over-talking",
They can change your thought, your behavior,
But never change the voice you hear,
The vision you take in,
And the breath you inhale in,
Nobody can conquer your soul,
Or your body as a whole,
Your mind still remains free,
Your eyes still see what they want to see,
So how can others make you laugh or cry?
However hard they try,
World revolves around what you think,
How deep you really sink,
History bows before one who is soulful,
Different from thinking- a bit cheerful,
For bees may keep on buzzing,
And dogs may keep barking,
But humans focus on their mind,
Every mystery- you can unwind,
It's your blood- your RNA,
It's your mind- your DNA,
Feel your own feelings,
And water your own saplings,
No luck, no hatred, no love,
No earth down, no sky above,
Almost get stuck in mid-air,
It's just you- in neutral gear!

-Vaibhav Varun

                           We keep on changing as the world comments but ever wondered why? Just because everybody changes? God gave you your own talents, your visions, and your potentials- utilize them and be the best! Forget whatever happens and Just be who you are!


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Now that's Me!

Sunday, March 4, 2012

My mind becomes as vast as a ocean,
That drowns you, when you become sun,
I know I was weaker yesterday,
But then if you always see today,
Yeah- today in me lies weakness of strength,
Don't dare to look for my length or breadth,
Its all about how my ocean drowns you,
For it even swallows the sky blue,
I promised to the world, I'll rise,
And they looked at me with staring eyes,
But don't be dumb,
My silence never means I am numb,
For I surprise, I reprise,
In disguise, I device,
You stand there with boredom,
In meantime, my mind travels the whole solar system,
Slap me, and I'll still give you love,
Push me down, and I'll still look above,
I've learned how to cover broken path,
And how smile overcomes wrath,
"Impossible"- I've eaten this word,
Digested it as easily as a curd,
There was a time- when I could barely breath,
Mr. Me was close to death,
But then you know,
Every cry gives me a heroic blow,
Imma not gonna fall back,
Rise up from that hole black,
And now, if you see a diamond in black sea,
Feel it, because Now that's Me!

- Vaibhav Varun

                        Ever felt what happens when you go against the world, to face your own world? Yes, with every step you face challenges, enemies, competitors. But be happy you have enemies- assures you did something great ;) Just put your hand on heart and pull all through the way, and there you are!

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Wish I was a Psycho...

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Have you ever tried,
Going on a different side,
To stand on your crown,
And see the world upside down,
Those stars that are miracles,
Will shine on your body as sparkles,
Go crazily mad in rain,
With a feeling that's totally insane,
Why to care for world,
Why to even care for me, I'm whirled,
Can I swirl the twirl,
To let me whirl,
Don't even know location of starvation,
Because I won't have plantation of synchronization,
Shall I even try?
To laugh with a little cry,
Shall I even defy the blue sky,
And go beyond a planet nearby,
What's wrong in being abnormal,
I just wanna be a bit informal,
So that I could even question the question,
And express the expression,
Different from all matters,
Is their world that never shatters,
Wish I could let everything go,
Wish I was a psycho...!

-Vaibhav Varun

           While we all are busy with our own problems, our own issues and concerns, there are some magical people who live life with their own grace, their own enjoyment, their own way- tension free way! A mad is one who never cares for what is happening around him, he just gets lost in his own world. And believe me if you are mad, if you look at your own goals without thinking of anything else, you'll be successful.

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