My Edge


The desert that I walked upon,
Of rust and melancholy was my shelter,
Suffocation versed my breath,
The reflection of my destiny disgraced,
For the throb of a burdened doom gloomed,
And there I was,
On the broken edge of my own end,
Prepping for the final footstep,
But then you appeared,
And pleaded for my return,
With a skeptic approval,I agreed.
You glared at me with the most silent stare,
A journey began,
Paving the road along with you,
Through the filters of a confused faith.
Sometimes tight and sometimes loose,
There came a dead-end.
When Roads of the final division bloomed,
One to lead your mystic hand,
Another yet to define,
The jerk of an inner gong,
Chose to reverberate your sound,
My touch met yours,
And then it began,
A heavy rain of unheard clouds,
drenched this parched tree,
The scum of liabilities and torment,
surging off by its fierce flow,
I see the truth of me now,
Blasting me away from sanity,
Surrounding me with your Divinity,
The leaves of this tree Blossoms.
Relishing its thirst to unite with the melody,
of this paradise.

I see No more a me,
As I Disperse into a myriad wave of existence,
My system is in incredulity,
A fountain of realization,
begins the titanic torrent.

Not for the prescience of the unknown,
But Only for the wisdom I could grasp,
About you,
Oh my Beloved!
Forgive me,
For the taints and thickness.
You’ve been the sky of forgiveness,
And the sun of endearment,
Are you my moon of immunity?
For the grace of your light,
guides me through the dark tunnel,
Gates of your throne,
Has opened in my heart,
I surrender to you,
this SOUL,
For You’ve given the privilege,
To witness your Vision,
And now it should Frolic,














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Oh! Dear blue sky,
As I sight you,
My self craves to be YOU,
The colossal entity that you are,
Blasts the dance of emotions within,
They say heaven is above,
Sure it is,
For your purity of blue,
Can consecrate the realms of the physical,
With you over head,
How is the creator so tasteful?
To make an ecstatic scene,
Collaborating the companies of,
The tender greens,blond sunshine and the azure vastness?,
Oh!Dear Blue Sky,
Musings of my soul have stopped,
For they shall re-born,
If my flesh explodes into your Infinity. 




Nostalgia splashes itself as the clock strikes one at night,
The mind starts visiting the souvenirs of the olden,
Echoing the contents of glee and melancholy,
Come a long way now,
Though a many yearned by the heart,
Though a many cursed by the heart,
Eyes of the universe knows the deeds of mine, 
Only realizations stay with the self,
A breeze of the mauve night greets by,
The door of the boggling past shrinks now,
Past flowered the present,
Future awaits its radiance from that road,
Present embarks on,
For nostalgia is a cycle.






A day

Dearest Beloved,
My entirety had already bowed down to you,
Before I bloomed as a life,
A tale that only my heart knew,
Not the silly mind.
You were my river of contentment and ecstasy,
which never hindered flowing,
even when realms did us apart.

You were my creator,

Not by birth or nurture,

But,for the atoms of love you drenched me with.

Were you not a miracle?

Yes. Beyond a doubt.

The touch of your  embraces oozed simplicity,

Yet with an aura that could dissolve,

The word called fear.

Your eyes said not just you being an essence of humane,

But also gave the glance of you being,

A kid of the divine.

I’m sure many a soul,

Won’t know the true beauty of a smile that you owned.

For you ignited the meaning of an eternal together,

Towards any,

who came through the glance of yours.

But an unfortunate day came by,

When you became a living “was” from “is”,

My existence struggled to exist,

My beliefs struggled to breathe,

And I struggled to be a life.


It was wrong,

I was wrong,

For love had no death,

Just the way our cosmos didn’t .

So did you not.

Even if one day, I don’t belong with you.

My heart would.

Because you are my heart.








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Spirituality is not a concept or realm that articulates just about the creator or divinity or souls. 
What it speaks about truly is the CONSCIOUS SELF along with how we possess the uncertainty of an awareness, it’s like that of a fish caught by bare hands.
If your awareness is not extant then you could lose it with ease due to its vigor movements or commit something else to the want of your absent mind.
By preaching about “Awareness” I signify how being in accord of it, can just let one picture an ongoing of life the way it is meant than vision it in the most distorted imaginations. 
So spirituality first descends upon with the tincture of conscious choosing.

As one is always in a choice of choosing the conscious and unconscious whether in touch with the divine or the devil while the scope of playing the opposites rest as well. 


At the end

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If at the end of the day,
LOVE and CLOSURE is what constitutes of and persists in your life,
irrespective of varied occurrences,
then you are LUCKY beyond your realizations. 


Imaginative Music

One should always have their own imagination in order to recognize the emotions that are striking with a song or some music.

The stereo system was switched on.

As the strings of the guitar got stroked,the beats starts to welcome itself in accord of it. 
And now I close my eyes swerving away inside the realm of my Imagination. 
The beats thump for a while,and as the guitar ounces out the soft acoustic flow to the music.
I see the lady,decked effortlessly in a contoured bright red silk gown.
She moves towards the black stage,the guitar synced in the resonance of sensuousness blend with dignity.
Her deep slit unveils the long lustrous thighs while her glossy pencil heels take forth big leaps to attain her destination.
She meets her man,wearing a black blazer on top of the white shirt beneath.
Displaying his manly half- Chest.
Their eyes dive into one another with a passion as rare and pure as that of a diamond.
They proceed to dance, thriving in an intensity as if they belong to each other.
He glides his hands softly around her small waist with  great astonishment and pride,
for the statuesque entirety that she possessed.
She settled her arms on his broad shoulder and looked on lovingly.
Swaying smoothly to the alluring music.
The guitarist knew his melody, 
as he declared the essence of tease and delectation.
Every string plucked, said how the guitarist was truly in love with his instrument.
The intonation was that like the waves of a deep driven ocean,
flowing in its own mellifluous rhythm,
Rising,Striving and surrendering itself to its own nature of surge.
 The couple rocked themselves through those seductive movements,
for they were in denial to miss any touch. 
As much as coquettish they played, their hearts reverberated an innocent love for each other.
 The guitar strummed such an expression that it intoxicated them in emotions and tenderness.
He held her delicate pristine face, that oozed forth a fierce and mild reflection together,
while thin strands of hair fell on her red lips.
She gazed at him. Wanting him to lose his grip now. 
His handsome and distinct face leaned towards her red lips.
They kissed.
As the guitar hummed in style and exuberance,they looked at each and strolled towards a dark exit.
While the singer starts singing,
My love is in league with the freeway
Its passion will ride, as the cities fly by
And the tail-lights dissolve, in the coming of night
And the questions in thousands take flight..









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“A society would engage towards maturity when there is a full acceptance of the mechanism of a human body and life.
The more one abstains the self from one’s natural being,Irrationality would suffice.”

Periods or Menstruation is one such topic which needs massive acknowledgement in every kind of civilization and human settlement. Why I say this is because,even though people are aware of it as just another process of living but consciously are very much still far away from accepting it as a “simple deal”.

I write mostly from a second and third person’s view but certain issues should be narrated purely from one’s own wisdom,hence I’ll be narrating from a first person’s perspective now.
So,yesterday evening while I was returning back from a place,I had stop at a pharmacy to buy some medicines. As I entered the shop,there was a full stack of sanitary napkins of various brands on top of the rack and funnily they looked very bright and appealing to me,if they hadn’t been the sanitary napkins I’m pretty sure people would’ve wanted to buy those just for the sake of how nice their packaging was.
And here was the truth, I had never ever gone to a pharmacy on my own to buy a sanitary pad. They were brought to me by my family or in emergency cases by the maid. Always either wrapped in a newspaper or a black polythene or lets just say secretively.

I stood there waiting for my medicines while the staffs searched but it ended as they did not have what I needed. So,I thought of fulfilling something that I had not done yet and that being my glorious action to get myself a self-bought sanitary pad that I hadn’t had the privilege to buy. So,instead I invested my money on a sanitary pad even though I did not have the requirement for it.( Breaking barriers for the self is always something that I’m game for.)
As I asked for it from one of the male staff, well that being the son of the owner of the store who was just maybe 2-3 yrs younger than what I was, glanced at me with his shy face of having to ask a girl the name of the pad brand she would like to purchase. And then I see him frantically searching for a black plastic bag to deliver my confidential parcel.
Of course so that the world does not know that I am or would be a flowing river of my menstruation for around a few days.
Though one was finally found,they wrapped in a way so that none in the world knew how I was carrying a disputed item.

This is a case that is everywhere. Every female in the form of a daughter,sister,mother and grandmother considering the closest to one’s relation, faces and had faced a certain magnitude of EMBARRASSMENT in having bought a sanitary napkin or being on her periods.  And this is exactly how sanitary pads are given to a woman as if it was inappropriate.
It is one of the most unfortunate situation considering that it is a universal mechanism of every woman on this planet.
This is not a subject of feminism that is being talked about, it is a basic topic that deals with the biological aspects of a human being of a certain gender which has profound scientific significance for its process and that which has garnered an extreme wrong outlook and is being further progressed into irrationalism.
Both the genders undergo changes after adolescence,one in respect of menstrual cycle and another in respect of semen production, combining  both would raise a new creation. Both of which is a cause of celebration, for both has the ability to create life.
But this subject deals with a kind of revulsion towards women by both men and women. I’ve seen how period stains were looked as a means of insult and derogation,I’ve seen how women were mocked about their moods during such phase and I’ve also seen the majority being insensitive to such a cause.

Then why is it so that only a woman has to face such incidents of being embarrassed of her change and not the man?
A large part of it has been because the way an idea got established as an outlook for the subject, as there has been a lack of understanding of the actuality dealing with the subject’s various components. And hence distorted conclusions were taken in.
While those conclusions were carried forth as the reality.
We have to understand that this is giving aid to an imprecise mentality among all and distancing the thought of equivalence between the genders.

I had similar discomfort and awkwardness when I was new to the occurrence and idea of such a development that had arrived in my life. But it had faded because consider me lucky but my family had always made me feel as if it was a boon to menstruate.
And it’s absolutely alright to take time to get accustomed to a state that was not a part of your life before.
To Every woman,
You should know this that your menstruation is one of the most important happenings in your life not only as you could be a creator and accommodate a new life inside but because it is a magnificent working of nature which is distinctly only yours and no other being can share it. It’s a celebration of the feminine.
To the womanhood,
Buying sanitary pads from men should not embarrass you anyway because it’s a natural phenomenon and its entirely your responsibility to respect and take care of whatever is happening to you.
Someone making you feel disgusted for what is happening as per the laws of nature is the one who is unsound in a sound environment.
Be proud when you carry your pad because every man and woman is here because a mother had utilised her menstrual cycle. 
Truth has knowledge and when knowledge is unknown you really don’t stand a place to exercise your illiterate conclusions for how others are deciding.
It is absolutely a disgrace to your own entirety if the existence of menstruation is projected as a substance of Shame,Burden,Taboo and Mockery irrespective of the gender description that you are.
Support yourself and the ones around you by spreading what is right as a life not as a society.
To the newbies,
Take your time to realize what is happening to you. This really does not send you to a state of being mature or having sex or ready for marriage or being a mother.
It simply shows how really you’re a product of the absolute feminine which is about how your qualities and entirety would be of a distinct nature.
Get involved with the system in yourself.
Share with anyone you are comfortable with. Don’t be nervous,we all go through it.
To the parents,family members,friends and strangers,
We all go through changes in regards of psychological and physiological. We need to start looking at life and it’s ongoing in a completely different attitude which I also know won’t be easy since, initiation is something which is not known easily.
But if you could realise that the incidents that occur everyday compared to the technology and century we live in, would absolutely want you to bring an end to this restrictive and illogical conclusions we are abiding by to maintain decency and well-being in our civilization which is unfortunately paving the incorrect road for both the meanings above.
So that is one of the reasons why menstruation and it’s components need to be handled sensibly because it carries a lot emotions.
As a family you should talk in an unbiased tone about such things to your kids even if you only have a son.
Make yourself knowledgable in respect of the importance of menstruation or just adolescence changes of an individual’s life.
Taboos and social norms should be the least of your concern though as there resides humiliation in this.
And as a stranger the least you could do is to be judgemental and un-supportive to someone who needs support. Don’t wait for someone to put forth their noble foot because nobody would.
To the Men,
You are a man who is made equally from the elements of your mother and father and that does not change because you have the physical representation of a Male. Also the same way a woman is made.
And when you carry both inside of you,there is a responsibility to both the sectors of a man and a woman. This is a wasted reality since nobody lives through such a thinking.
Periods is a procedure that a woman continuously goes through which brings in a lot of emotions,she demands nothing but cooperation,because society has perceived every system and sentiments of her in a granted way yet knowing how essential her well-being is to support the living.
A woman should not have to live her biological procedures and the maintenance of it with embarrassment and secret. And that also starts with how you as an individual is assisting. 
It’s completely alright to not know and behave for things that hasn’t been taught to you or that has arrived to you from the air of conclusions. But it is time as a father,son,brother and a friend that you at least know how to make someone comfortable even if that does not belong to your comprehension and that it is alright if it is not common within the thoughts of other people. 
Just start by knowing about the subject and then talk about it as a matter of discussion within your family and friends.
Disapprove any behaviour that can cause a situation of discomfort and humiliation. 
Let your family including your mother and sister know about your support to them so that they don’t have to have the scene of hiding. 
Stains of menstruation could seriously cause extreme anxiety and distress,if you see a situation don’t resist to help them irrespective of what your age and their age could be. 
Lastly even if you still wouldn’t know how to help or support,please don’t bring down a moment where your action could unease someone. There is enough exertions already to cause discontent,at least don’t enrol yourself for such.
See,accept it now or even after your seven births that the way a woman has been perceived is completely or half way wrong. A reason why her life has more of a “proving approach” than her gender counter part.
If brains are compared with the physical state or if a “NO” is taken as a “YES” then it’s already well sensed that who are the ones fooling around.

So you can either support or not support,
For yourself or for others. 







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If you have sensibility,
you would be walking a bumpy road,
whose end will be an abode of joy and pleasantness.





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Being Lucky is not when one owns the Luxury of a material world,
When one is surrounded by the luxury of compassion and blessings.