What Diwali means to you and what it means to your parents ?

What does Diwali means to us? Well,that's a pretty interesting question to answer. As kids ( for my sister and me), Diwali was about bursting crackers of various kinds. During teens, Diwali for us, was desire to meet cousins as we stayed far away from them ( We were staying in Dubai while cousins and relatives were in Bangalore)

But now Diwali means much more to us. While mum would be busy preparing sweets with help of aunty (her sister), Diwali for her would be sharing the pain and fun in preparing sweets with aunty. For my sister, it means wearing new clothes and looking her best. For my Dad, Diwali means meeting old friends and spending time (the time that he had lost during previous Diwalis) with family. For me, Diwali is not just a festival but celebrating happiness.

In whole It is beginning of new chapter to us ( family and me). It is sharing of love and joy with friends and family. It is forgiving people and giving them a chance to redeem themselves . It is about forgetting the past and moving forward towards the bright future. It is lighting the diya of hope within our hearts and discarding the fear within us.

For us, Diwali is not just a occasion to celebrate Lord Rama’s return from exile. It is not just a festival for us where the good wins against the evil. It is spreading happiness into our lives. It is a day where we forget our miseries for sometime. It is a day when everyone comes together ( forgetting the cold wars) to share special moments. It is a day where elders bless while young ones seek for love and affection. It is pious occasion that brings in togetherness, happiness and positivity in everybody’s lives. It is a day where you burn the evil inside our soul.

I would like to share a small poem which will summarize what Diwali means to us.

While lights of diya wait

to gleam like shining star.

While the kids wait eagerly

to bursts crackers of joy .

Diwali has begun for us

when new hope for beginning

has lit within us.

While sweets of love

is being shared amongst everyone.

While people wear new clothes

as a symbol of new beginning

Diwali for us,

is symbol of breaking free

from our inner demons

While friends come home

with gifts of love

While family sit down

to celebrate the pious occasion

Diwali for us

is not just a festival

It is an occasion

to celebrate happiness

While for everyone

Diwali is just occassion

for coming together

Diwali for us

is celebration

of everything positive

On this special occasion, I wish everyone Happy Diwali :)

A Love Poem

My heart beats his name 

a thousand time

My mind  draws imaginations

of fantasies of every little girl.

My face glows

when I take his name

My body trembles

with his every touch 

Love didn't seem special

until he came into my life

Time never felt so long

while our day of  union

is few nights away

The sweet kisses,

the passionate love,

the tight bear hugs,

and the sparks 

glorify our romance

The day when we commit

to safeguard each other's heart,

We will look into (each other's)eyes

at the dreams of our future

At that special day

I make a promise

to protect his heart

with love and care

I promise to love him

with all heart and mind

I also promise him

to be truly his 

Colourful Week

Mondays are blue

while the mind rises

to challenges of the week

but the body is lazy

and longs for deep sleep

Tuesdays are green

as the soul slowly wakes up

from dreams of colourful fantasy

while mind counts the

number of days in week

Wednesdays are yellow

with only two more days to go

for the weekend to start

The body, mind and soul

are back on track

Thursdays are orange

like the sun during the dawn

and evenings of any other day

This is a day that

everyone is getting ready

for what nexts during the weekend

Fridays are red

like the colour of love

Your body and mind

gives up for only reason

that it is end of week

and time to play

Saturdays are purple

with soul and body

playing to tunes of

doing what you like

It’s only play and party

Sundays are grey

with head throbbing

due to pain and hangover

from last day’s party

and no mood to

welcome the week

Waiting

The rain drops of the heaven

hit the ground 

fulfilling the desires 

of once dead flora

It's the same feeling

I have while I wait

here for my love

He's tiny droplet

of pure joy

that could quench

 my thirst for love

My heart aches

while my eyes search

for a tiny glimpse

of his beautiful face

which resembles the moon

shining in the dark sky

This period of waiting

is torturous 

though it is a test

of my patience,

love and emotions

I won't break

I will wait

like these colourful flowers

that had waited so long,

facing the harsh summers

Survivor

Survivors

I was halfway 

towards the journey

to the top

where my destiny awaits

with the garland of victory

But the hurdles of devil

plotted evil schemes

to pull me down

and break my pride

with it's weapon called fear

I looked up 

where my dream lies

I looked down 

where my past cries 

I had climbed 

the unconquerable mountain.

However it's snow covered crown 

was only the challenge

There is a time

when burden of insecurity 

outweighs your ability,

weakening your focus

diluting your efforts 

making you fall

from feet so high

That time arrived

with the bang 

at the doorstep

of my journey,

dwindling everything 

I had in stake

My focus was at it's worse.

Alas! I made a mistake !

I put wrong foot

at the wrong place

And I fell from thousand feet

I lay on the ground 

where I had started

with zeal of bird

making it's first flight

My pride was broken

and my confidence wounded

My limbs were tired

while my strength left

me to my circumstances

The vultures of failures 

circled around me,

planning the death

of my identity

As I was about to give up,

a thought struck me,

Why not set to climb again?

My conscious mocked,

my opponents laughed 

but I didn't give up

and climbed 

treacherous journey 

to the top

My focus had doubled,

my efforts tripled

while I didn't give

way to my distractions

I never looked down

and climbed forward 

to glory at the top

At last I reached the top,

where my destiny waited

with garland of victory

I claimed the crown

as the survivor of my fall

A flight to remember

The fireball was shining

spreading it’s glowing warmth

into the sky,

promising the creatures of earth

with new hope

The day had come

for the baby sparrow

to leave its sweet abode

and mother’s care

It was eerie

as it looked down

from it’s protected heaven

It’s heart thumped

while it’s soul got ready

to take the ride of it’s time

The fear of failure

didn’t affect the mother

She was firm

Whatever the result is,

she didn’t care

as her duty was over

The little sparrow

took the flight at last

due to accidental fall

or sudden courage

to conquer the fear

It was falling

down to its death

It knew the dreadful end

but it wasn’t ready

to accept the tortuous end

The distance diminished

with passing minute

It was do or die situation

Flap your wings, it said

Frustration and dejected

it flapped its wings

one more time

with hope of things

will turn for better

Voila! Magic happened

It was not falling

It was flying… flying

up the sky

to touch the fireball

It bid farewell

to it’s sweet home

and flew in search

of it’s own identity

Life and Death

Life, oh the beautiful life
begins with smile
on the lips of the sweet baby
who accepts the world
with innocent ignorance
of future much awaited

As a child, we take first step
on this bridge between life and death
With no expectation,
we make sweet and bitter mistakes

Learning is our main goal
Curiousity to explore
leads us to unravel
the truth of life
which is actually lie

People enter and disappear
into our life like chapters
in this story of life
Some support
And some betray
but the true test comes
when death arrives

We learn to love,
We learn to hate
We learn to forgive,
We learn to detest
But in the end
we forget the essence
that was with us
during our first day
of our life

Death is inevitable
It can be soft and subtle
Or hard and rough
As we are nearing the end of the bridge,
we look back
at the journey behind
with hope and regrets
of leaving dear ones behind.