Friday, April 5, 2013

I want a world where I am allowed to dream




I feel so convinced that what is happening in the mass education system today is full of crap and is just not good enough. Its killing a child's ability to learn naturally, to enjoy the process of learning and discovery. So much pressure to become someone, becoming something.. to follow to lead and be be seen. Its so irrelevant. To be happy and fair and honest and caring and being all out there to help. Who will teach us that? Even parents don’t teach children that any longer. Parents compare report cards and hold the teacher responsible if their child has not performed well as another child.
Why are we moving towards an artificially created world of knowledge and power and position? Why do all children have to be at the same learning level?
I have a dream. And in my dream you are given a choice to choose and follow what is your dream. The dream is real and reality follows it to make a world of artist, painters, actors, heroes, farmers, potters, masons, plumbers, electricians, sports person, writers, day dreamers, politicians, social workers, trainers, software engineers, doctors, business men/women, leaders, educationist............................
It’s a world where we are who are meant to be and not what you want us to be. We are passionate and honest and humane. We understand that we need to take care of you and you will take care of us in return. We know that there is enough and more for everyone on this planet and so we don’t have to fight each other for land and food and position. We will have what we work honestly and hard for without harming or taking away from another.
It's a world where I am allowed to dream. A world where I am allowed to be alive and kicking.

Monday, March 11, 2013

Is Old New and New Old

New is new and Old is old

but why is New new and Old old

Old has come when it had to come.

So then when old has only come when it had to come how can it be old and not be new?


Why is New new when new knew that is was to come

the process of new had began to only bring in the old.


Is there New in this world or all is old

Old becomes new and new becomes old.

Death can help life pass by

Why do we need to follow and feel safe?

Why is there a need to be secure behind a closed gate?

Why do we turn to the Gods when we are lost and low ? But be rational when we are happy and can let go?

Why do we believe in miracles when they happen to us?

Why is faith so important and helps us hold on to life for the tomorrow to come?

Why do we have no faith when we are down in the dumps?

Why do we live like we are never meant to die?


Life is life and death is free.

There are no feeling when we hold the bold hands of death.

No pain, no sorrow, no jealously, no anger, no rage, no love, no hatred, no questions asked.... death can help life pass by.

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

TELL ME WHY?

  1. Why do we cut down trees and make an amusement park?
  2. Why do we dry natural lakes and create water sports in an unnatural way?
  3. Why don’t we let our children climb trees but are ok with a roller coaster ride?
  4. Why don’t we do picnics but go to pubs?
  5. Why do we over eat?
  6. Why don’t we run?
  7. Why do we carry chips and wafers but not fruits in our bag?
  8. Why don’t we gaze at the starts at night and spot various constellations but instead use our time to watch a movie?
  9. Why do we drink coke and not water?
  10. Why don’t we just live healthy?
  11. Why don't we value freedom over money?
  12. Why do we have to work for money and not for passion?
  13. Why do we control and allow to be controlled?
  14. Why do we not live and let live?
  15. Why is there extreme love and hate in each of us?
  16. Why don’t we balance and find peace in each of ourselves?
  17. Why don’t we work as individuals towards a better life for each one of us?
  18. Why is today not as important as our tomorrow is to us?
  19. Why do we procrastinate?
  20. Why are we need someone else to do our chores?
  21. Why don’t we help?
  22. Why don’t we protect the weak but side with the strong?
  23. Why don’t we stand by when we see wrong?
  24. Why do we blame and always complain?

Sunday, December 23, 2012

I want to be free

I want to be free
I want to be free and I am told I can be
I have a family who will take care of me
But does freedom actually mean that one can be free when one is protected

I wear a skirt that will fly with the wind and I love it because it makes me feel like a little girl on a swing.
But that’s not right, what if other men see me being so free?
My life may be in danger and I will be accused of distracting their attention.
That Is a crime I must not be seen to attempt.

I will lose my reputation and will have to bear the shame that I attract men.
I have fear in my heart and I pretend to be free.

I want to wear what I want to wear but I don’t want to be seen.


I want to laugh, run, skip and play...but then, what if I am noticed and become a prey.
I am afraid that the police will say that I am responsible for harm done to me
because I am born a girl who wants to be free.


I am attacked by some terrorists because I have a voice.
I am not supposed to be bold ... and hold my own.
I can threaten a large group of men .....only because I stand up to make my voice heard.


They seem to be scared of every little thing that I do.
Every time I stand for a voice that I have from within me and for many who are voiceless but true,
they fear that I will take control and will run ahead of them.

And it seems to me that their fears must be true.

I feel the power in my voice that can burn injustice and make things new.


They must be right when they want to control me because if I can rule the world and run it, there wont be much for them to do.

We don’t need them and they know that’s true.


I know I am bold and I can hold my own in a world full of fears if I am really really free.

But I want to be free, really really free even when I am not over seen by my protective family.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

The Number Game

Why is there only a number game?

Do numbers prove progress or shame?

Do we care about the change we make?

Or we worry about reaching our targets?


Why can measurements not be done for minds that have changed?

Why do we only worry about millions reached and the material gained?


I always wonder how do we measure progress and how do we measure change.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Because I care

Round and round you go to make a difference you don’t know.

Do you think someone out there cares?


Yes, they do because I see them stare.

I see an amazement in their eyes that I cannot explain and appreciation in their action that cannot be vain.

So I go on making the difference I promised I would make.


Does my heart believe in what I do?

I believe I can change the world view.


Does the world have time to care?

It does not matter to me because I dare.


I know the world will change for a few because of efforts that I take

And a few lives would have lived in many a better ways