Panchmari...


'Muskuraiye aap panchmari me hai' reads the board as you reach panchmari .
Indeed Panchmari the queen of mountains will rob your heart and soul at once.
A beautiful small town between the hills wrapped in the green arms of mother nature. Where air feels like a dessert to your soul and whose beauty norishes you inside out.

Travel tips:

2 days are just enough. 3 days for a full heart 😋
List of advised places :
Pandav gufa
Bison meusem
Bee fall
Panchmari lake
Jata shankar
Handi khoh
Priyadarshani
Green valley
Mahadev and gupt mahadev
Dutchess fall
Richgarh
Bhavya drashya and dhopgarh.
Parasailing (If you are into adventure sports )
Chaura garh.

The jeep takes you to pandav gufa, bison museum, beefall,  richgarh, bhavya drashya para sailing dhoop garh on day 1
And jatashankar, handi khoh, priyadarshani, green valley, mahadev, gupt mahadev on day 2
They usually scare you about the height of chaurahgarh and most people end up not visiting the place. But do visit if you can!

From my experience on day 1 you should go for chaura garh, pandav gufa, panchmari lake
Day 2 you should cover jatashankar handi khoh, Priyadarshani, green valley, mahadev and gupt mahadev, dhopgarh and bhavya drashaya. And parasailing if interested
Day 3 you should cover Beefall, rich garh and dutchess fall (optional)
You can go for madhai jungle safar from panchmari.

You may start your travel day at 10 a.m each day and finish it by 5.30


Major occupation of the town revolves around tourism. People are friendly and helping.
There are direction boards all round. So you never feel lost and if at all people are very helping.

And if you are one of those tribe that say Temples are soo boring! You ought to visit panchmari.
Beautiful temples in the lap of nature where you find peace and bliss both.
The best part about panchmari is that its pristine beauty is still untouched. Temples too are not commercialized.
          One fascinating thing about Gupt mahadev was that to me it was the best example of human understandig
Narrow cave where in lies a shiv linga. There is no one to manage the crowd there simply a board which say that only 8 ppl should enter at a time and the people with all patience would go one by one waiting their chance.



Crowded times : after diwali , dec and january and summer vacations.

Best time: after monsoon when the weather is cool.
We went in november. It was the best because the crowd was decent not too much not too less and the weather was pleasent not too cold not too hot. October November are the least crowded times of year.

Things to buy: if you are visiting in summers charoli. And round the year ayurvedic products and honey. Most travel guides will tell you to buy products from Jain Ayurveda. You can buy from other places too. We bought from shop near jata shankar temple.

Hotels if you are going during rush season pre book online. Otherwise you can easily book onspot.
Most resorts here are old bunglows modified into restaurants and resorts. We stayed in Karnikar bunglows of MP tourism. It was okay. Breakfast was decent!


About ride: Most of the points can be covered by your own vehicle if your driver is an expert. Else there are jeeps which take you to the spots. The experience of travel in open jeep is worthwhile espcially when you travel to dhoop garh so I would recommend to travel in the jeep for atleast one day. The charge of jeep is 1750per day but rates vary as per rush. In low rush season you can get jipsy from street corner near bus stand at 1000 rs . In peak rush seasons charges may double or triple. You also need to pay 900 rs as forest permit. Which is the only time you will have to pay money rest all spots have no entry fee.
Before you book the jipsy ask your hotel manager about the jipsy rates as well as go near the bus stand of panchmari where you entered panchmari to know the rates especially if you are going off season because hotel rates are constant but outside rates may increase and decrease as per rush!

Food: You can find great food at decent prices everywhere in panchmari.
Many hotels are there near bus stand and in main market of panchmari. I would highly recommend Thakurji restaurant near bus stand. Taste was great and service was awesome.
Street food of panchmari includes kachori samosa poha jalebi. You may also find maggie and chana masala stalls at many of the places but if you are visiting panchmari never miss Bhaji vada which is a delicious  mongdaal and palak vada. Steaming hot bhaji vada with imli chatni in pink cold evenings of panchmari is pure bliss.

Religious importance: the Nageshwar temple is a place of faith for believers. During the nag panchmai there is a temple that opens its gates for 20 days. Thousands of people come for darshan especially from maharastra.
There is a sawan mela at mahadev temple every year.


Add ons

If you are travelling to panchmari via bhopal never miss three things on the way:
1. Bhojpur shiv temple...
The tallest shiv linga in India built in 1000s by raja Bhoj. The picturesque landscape and marvellous structre is a must see. The temple parisar is full of calmth and its beauty leaves you awestruck.
2. Bhimbetka. Beautiful caves with cave paintings from the early man of stone age. The landscape is really beautiful. If you are into photography your camera would refuse to stop rolling and if you are into painting, you can take your drawing sheet and colors to print the view on the paper. While we visited, many arts students were there painting the scenery on their sheets.
3. Saklanpur temple
4. If you have a little more time you may want to go to Jabalpur and see Dhuadhar falls and bhedaghat; and purchase some marble merchandise. 

About a life that changed the world : Steve Jobs

His life then sucked! He had no idea where he was heading. He was exploring things, He was involved in stuff which he did not know would lead where. It was chaotic: the life, the people around and he wanted peace. He wanted to know the purpose of his life. And so he kept moving, experimenting…

Sounds similar? To your life story?

But where an ordinary man saw Issac Newton, Thomas Edison, Martin Luther king, Mahatma Gandhi and ended up admiring these people; he saw himself standing with these great leaders right at their side. He knew he would be called a fool but that did not deter him. He stood with the confidence, with that smile, with that heart which makes him the legend for the millenniums….

Steve Jobs

The people like him aren’t born. They are created, here on earth. They are carved out of hardships, toil,criticism and solitude. They are mocked at first, at times left alone, at times humiliated but once the world  gets to know their greatness, the decades worship them and the millenniums reiterate their tale…

Rejections are the worst part of anyone’s life. And when we do face them we often complain. Steve was the one who faced rejections right from his first breath. His birth parents Schieble and Jandali gave him for adoption as this kid out of wedlock was unacceptable to them. His mother wanted him to be given to a couple who attended high school so that her child attends high school as well.She chose a catholic well educated family for her child but the couple she chose suddenly had a change of mind and said they wanted a daughter so they refused for the adoption. It was then Paul and Clara Jobs who adopted Steve. None of them had highschool education but promised to give Steve one.

Steve was nurtured with all love by his parents. As a child he was a lonely kid who did not have many friends. Traditional teaching at school did not interest him and he was ill-famed as a prankster. But life had plans for him. Where this little monster created hell for his teachers, this tiny one also participated in fixing electronics with his father quite passionately.

As he grew up he eventually met Steve Wozniak, an expert in electronics . Wozniak and Steve became good friends owing to their common passion for electronics. He also developed interest in literature and read classics of Shakespeare and other writer. Also his  girl friend  Chrisann Brennan  was also interested in arts.

After  finishing his high school, he was enrolled in Reed’s college. But he found himself a misfit for the place. The hard earned money of his parents was being wasted for something which did not interest him. This was unacceptable to him. And so he made this huge decision to leave the college.

If you think leaders are tailor cut pieces, just know that Steve Jobs too was just like you: confused, wondering about where to heed, experimenting random things from spirituality, to arts, to electronics. He slept on floor in his friends room, returned empty coke bottles for money and survived on free food at Hare Krishna temple.

Steve Wozniak in that times made a video game. Jobs was always a good presenter and so Woz gave it to Jobs. Jobs took it to Atari company who thought Jobs had made the video game and appointed him as technician. Those were the days he did not know where his life was going. He thought about the truth of life. His curiosity took him to India to visit the Neem Karoli Baba. After staying for few months in India, he flew back to America. He also started practicing Zen Buddhism. Some random things were happening in his life which made no sense then. He later rejoined his old job at Atari.

And then came the time he was destined for. Wozniak had made the blue box for free long distance calls. Jobs thought this could help them make money and they started selling these illegal Blue boxes. It was when he realized that this is where his heart lies: Electronics, Innovation, Startup!

In 1973 Wozniak invented the first computer. When Jobs saw it, he suggested to sell them. And gradually Apple Computers Company took its first breath. Initially they assembled computers in Jobs’s garage.  Jobs was worth a million dollars when he was 23, 10 million when he was 24, and over 100 million when he was 25.

But life was never an even road; it would never be…

The new companies like IBM were coming in the scene.  With in the company there were two opinion. Sculley advocated open arcitecture computers like Apple II and Jobs advocated closed architecture computers like Macintosh. But Macintosh failed to beat IBM PC. It was Apple II which was giving the real sales to the company. Despite this at the annual meeting Apple II and the people behind its successful sales were given no mention. So disappointed with this many people left the company including Wozniack. Sculley suggested to remove Jobs from the Macintosh and make him incharge of ‘New Product Development.’ But this angered Jobs. He tried to take over Apple by deposing Sculley. When his plans came infront of boards he resigned from the company.

In 1985 he was fired from the company  he started. But when failures make others give up, he used it as an opportunity to explore more. He founded NeXT. But its machines did not sell well. NeXT eventually turned completely into software development

During this time he also invested in Pixar and discovered a new world of animation. In partnership they produced great films like Toystory, Finding Nemo, Up, Ratatouille…

He wasn’t someone with extra territorial ideas, he was some one who always focused on the simple things, the basics. Things which were so simple that others easily ignored them. And this was the real key behind the innovations like iPod that he came up with.

In 1996 Apple took over NeXT and Steve jobs was once again the CEO of Apple. The king was back into his territory…

And if you thought the struggles were over, the pancreatic cancer was standing as another challenge in front of him.  Jobs was diagnosed with a rare form of curable pancreatic cancer in 2003. But he delayed his surgery for nine months and relied on alternative treatments. His health degraded and finally he agreed to undergo Whipple’s procedure to remove tumor. After successful surgery he improved a bit. But his health degraded again a few years later and he underwent a liver transplant in 2009. In January 2011 he returned to work after liver transplant  but his health degraded and he resigned from the CEO position at Apple in August 2011. But he remained chairman of the board and kept working for Apple until the last day before his death.

Wealth could conquer all, if this is what you believe in, then you were wrong because even he could not stop the hard hitting destiny from giving him the death. But what he made sure was before he died he could take his creativity to another level and give the world things they had never seen. The decade after being diagnosed with cancer was the time he was most innovative. iPad, iPod, iTunes, iPhones all came up during this time. When others give up, Steve Jobs stands up to set a new revolution and that makes him this man-‘The Steve Jobs’

‘Death is likely the single best invention of life. It is life’s change agent.It clears out the old to make way for new.’said Steve Jobs.  He saw this beauty in death and so he died enjoying his final breaths. His last words being – Oh wow, Oh wow, Oh wow…

A great man Steve Jobs was….

He wasn’t an extra territorial being with some extra ordinary powers, he was just like me and you. But where we start doubting ourselves he showed faith in himself; when we are afraid of giving up on things that do not interest us, he did it with all confidence; when we keep worrying about our future he allowed destiny to unfold itself. He did not settle for what is easy. He accepted the challenges. He explored, he took risks, he failed and then most importantly- He learnt… He learnt and then he rose,  to achieve the height that seem unbelievable.

Was it all too difficult for him?

NO!!!

So all you have got to do is –

                              Believe!!!

I had words, rhyme and scheme
But I laid back because I failed to speak

And with all talents I sit around
Like the water that could be river but was stagnant on ground

Everyday I promised myself tomorrow I'll open my beak
But I laid back because I failed to speak

I was not a lazy one
Neither I hesitated in putting effort
But the veils I had put I was reluctant to put them off
And so my skills laid covered with dirt

But now I will speak
With all the cracks and stutters in my voice
I will learn to embrace my flaws first
Ever before I dream to rise

Even the moon is not perfect all nights
Yet it shows up in sky each day
I too will make mistake and go wrong
But this shall not prevent me from rising and display

And after couple of fortnights
Moon achieves its perfect oval
With few days of struggle
Even my talent would get its avowal

I will be the moon that may vanish for a day
But would show up the next day however small it may
And everyday by little I will grow
And grow till I can emit my brightest ray....

||Sshree||

Would you still love me on the worsts of my day

 Dear husband,

Someday I would not be your sweet sweet honey,
I would try hard yet I would not be good to anybody,
I will yell, I will blabber, I will cry, I will be as rough as a quay,
But would you still love me on the worsts of my day?

That pretty woman you get up to each day would no more be around,
Her hair would be messed and she would dress like the lamest one in the town,
Her glittering eyes may be tired and baggy, tales of her miseries they would say,
But oh dear, would you still love me on the worsts of my day?

The food I cooked for you may be a little raw or may be a little burnt
I had tried hard to make the best but it was the best I could have earned
The salt and pepper when deceives her, would  you still appreciate your bae,
Dear husband would you still love me on the worsts of my day?

'I love you's may be replaced by 'just leave me alone'
I would still want you to come and kiss me but my words would say 'it's over,we are done!'
When her insecurities and frustrations build up fogging the slightest bright ray,
Would you still love me on the worsts of my day...

I will still be loving you, looking at you even when I don't say a word,
All expectations I hold from you because you alone make my whole world.
Would you lend me your hand when I am struggling to make it work anyway,
Through thicks and thins would you still stand with me on the worsts of my day...


Husband's reply:

I will hold your hands and make you dance,
I will be really silly and make you laugh.
I will pluck your nose and tell you you are mine,
In brights or in darks you are my sun shine.

I will play with your entangled hair and place a little fragrant rose there,
I will lift up your tired eyes and make you a little bright with my care.
Even if lamest I will walk around with my hands in your waist proudly in the town,
I will help you meet the real you every time that you are down...

Though burnt or raw the food would smell of you,
It would tell the tale of efforts you put into everything  for me that you do.
And so I will enjoy every little bite of your love,
And give you a sweet desert at by placing a kiss on your lips above.

I will still stay when you say leave me alone,
I would never be done even if you say we are done.
For all your yells and tears I will lend you my ear,
And when you are done I will cuddle you and tell you I still love you dear.

Because I know even if today annoyed by life, you are still my same cute lovable bae,
Life is a constant struggle, running in this race you will feel tired some day.
And when that day shows up I will make you meet your strengths again,
I will stand with you till my beats retire because you are the reason I wake up happily each day... 

 By Sshree

Judgement

Being from a middle class family, I was always afraid of Judgement.
It was seeded in my being since very childhood that every thing that I do is being seen and my every action is being judged. I was told that I would be criticized for every time that I go wrong.
I was told not to be wrong.
It was not enforced on me about the praises for good as much as insults for wrong.
So my living was a constant fight between what I wanted to do verses how I was judged for it.
This created a constant pressure on me. And I hesitated in doing what I wanted to do.
Even if I was a good singer I hesitated to upload my music videos on youtube thinking what if I received criticism for that. This constant fear of being judged made me doubt myself and I stepped back from being myself and doing what naturally came to my personality.

I was a carefree and a confident child. But now I really missed that little me who was so brazen to act as she liked and to display the treasures of talent she had, and not to care of what others thought of her. She was living freely, she was breathing freely just because she didn't give a damn to what people thought of her. And so she was her so confident and loving herself with all her flaws and showcasing her self to the world as she was...

Blacks and Whites

Yeah ! Its Sunday, a day full of fun

Let me plan out some adventure something different than regular run

Umnn.. Hill climbing adventure and outing?

But no friends today to accompany

Disco dancing with dinner out today?

But to implement this no penny...

No penny, no friends am I giving up then,

A plan for my perfect sunday?

I thought and thought not a boring day again

I wanna chill out and enjoy today come away...

Naah.. My day could still be a wonder,

Let me live multiple lives today an experience bigger than facing a thunder

And so I went on to get started for my today's assignment

Eager  to explore the nature I was full of fun and excitement

Starting with a bud I was fragrant and pretty

I was adored by all may it be ninny or witty

And then came a butterfly insane by my beauty

Its gentle touch transformed me in a flower full of delicacy

My glory was admired

And I was surrounded by bees and butterflies

A happy world I was gifted

With promises and love ties.

Time passed by and so passed my elegance

My admirers vanished then slowly, all I gained was sheer negligence...

If they had to leave me

Why did they show me gardens ever green

I could have lived alone merrily

If this fake love in my life remained unseen

Sad story of dejected flower

It was difficult for me to handle

So I switched to next character now

I was tall colored and glowing candle.

I was tall very above the ground

My brightness gave light to anything I surround

I was  hope in darkness and witness of true promises

I was light deity for some and for some cause of sacrifices.

My deeds were valued

For I burnt within to enlighten other's life,

Moth, my true lover gave its life but we could not meet

Because fighting the gloom was my only strife.

But my senescence approached near

And I melted to meet the ground

My sacrifices were forgotten soon

Respect for me was no more found

They endorsed my deeds

And made me habitual of this supremacy

If my fate was only to meet the ground

What was the need of hyping my efficiency

Similar question but no answer

I switched on to the next

It was time for me to live happy and free

Soul of a bird in me now to annex

Brought up with love by my mommy bird and daddy bird

I believed I would finally find the happy life I had heard

With my mother's warmth and father's fed seeds

I spent a happy childhood as all the birds did

Then I was taught the lessons of flying and feeding

I left for another place from this fair land after training

A smart swift bird when set for new beach and rock

Was warmly welcomed by a travelling sparrow flock

We flew together and explored new lands

Shared cheers and fun in hails and sands

Our trips assured me we were best buddies ever

We could fight dunes and storms and could be separated never

But then came an eagle

A sharp and quick hunter

It saw our flock and attacked us

Like a curse on a pleasant weather

I fought for my flock

For they were all my friends

I believed life was not worthy

It was friendship that never ends

But eagle's evil eye

Then fell on my soul

It took on me and spared others

But I knew my flock stood united there whole

And then to my surprise

All united they flew away

Without any mercy they left me

To serve as predator's delicious pray

I fought for my life

And finally eagle flew away

I was wailing in pain all alone

Surrounded by darkness in bright sunny day

My wings ached but I flew off

For I believed in what my parents said

Whether alone or with crowd life means to fight back

And so I struggled to move on ahead

No complains I had to file

But a single answer I was waiting for

If care means only for self

Then what does companionship stand for

While cheers my buddies strengthened my voice

But in time of cry they ignored it like some odd noice

I could have fought predator alone

But ' Go Bang it' was the sound I waited for

In wounds you left me suffering

Like sun vanishing after heavy disastrous shower

You left on when you found me worthless

But who gives you right to rate someone's living

Oh fake flock see predator has more morals than you

Alone it flies with no false gentleness, Mind you,fake friends are worst than lonely feelings...

Living different lives arouse several questions in my mind

Sunday adventure left me with so many conclusions I was adamant to find

That life thus is

A simple sum of blacks and white

When you over look the balance sheet

You find the whole fairly right

While in dejection

You can easily enumerate all evils life gifted you with

But did you ever measure

All the goodness that life has ever did

Though flower lost its beauty

But it was transformed to a sweet fruit soon

Flash of time took butterflies away

But parrots and squirrels were given to it as boon

Flower cursed life

For momentary loneliness it had to bear

But it was given larger share of happiness

Before it could ever drop a single tear.

Though many smiles it had

Were just outcomes of some lies

But if those gave it cheers

Then this falseness deserved a place in white

The balance of lies minus trues

And happiness verses tears then proved

Life gifted it with more glee

And less griefs than it showed

And then the candle

Shouted out her anger

That for duty she could be

With her lover her moth never

And then lamented after it melted down

No one bothered to value her

But oh crying candle see after all left you

You were embraced by ground's shoulder

Appreciation of your glory were your whites

But the dejection the blacks had so little heights

And you never realized

Blacks gifted you a companion so wonderful

So your balance sheet

Also turns out to be perfectly beautiful

Talking to the sparrow now

You were gifted heaven on earth in childhood

You were taught all lessons and then

Set off free to explore distant woods

Your friends though fake

Gave you companionship and showed white lands

Your single armed struggles

Then accounted for some handful black sands

But did you notice

That the blacks introduced you to the strength you had

You found the worth of your living

'Life to you was unfair' was then wrongly said.

Your balance sheet like all

Shows greater sums of white

So as I was adamant

Even your account was fairly right

In life we are gifted

With lies and with trues

But both give you something

If your see with honest views

Lies gift you happiness

And trues make you appreciate its worth

And at the end you are left with

Loads of earning after complete sum total on earth

And so my friends

I say to you it here

Enjoy lies and tears

And live life without complains and fears...

My Perfect Man...

A pink dressed Barbie

With it's dressing kit I was waiting for

The story times back to the time

When I aged funky four

Days passed by and so passed the desires 

Choices kept changing with the times whirling tires

But one thing endures is that waiting for swirling wand

Place of Barbie doll though taken today by a prince's hand

A prince who adds new meaning to my existence 

My life finds its completeness by his mere presence

My knowledgeable prince who is witty and clever

But finds thousand dumb ways to lighten my worries ending never

Strong as a mountain but like my innocent kid he behaves

Whose company is like green field of spring and during storms like a hard cave.. 

We fight with each other

But turn out with sorry together

'Whose mistake?' doesn't bother us both

Its only the love that matters...

Whose each glimpse makes me realize

Living was so wonderful

Whose thousand mistakes cause no damage

But a simple smile makes up whole so delightful 

Whose touch sets a musical octave in my soul 

And his vision beautifies me as the whole 

Whose words touch my innerself like a butterfly kissing a flower

With whom the journey seems like a walk through soothing love shower

My world seems to confine to the arms of my dear

The perfect music of breaths and beats is all that I am eager to hear

Seeing us together even the lord of parting weeps its deeds

Cupid says 'Yes this is true love which after Adam and Eve did ever seed'.

Not on his dad's white horse 

But in his arms my self made man takes me there 

Mornings bring more love to life 

And happiness dawns each day where...

||Sshree||

We will always be together... 

The story dates back to the time I was a callow child

My home was filled, twenty four by seven, with blithe hubbub and plays wild.

We sisters and our brothers capered whole day,

Those were the times that showered happy rain and glittered as a bright ray.

Time’s wheel kept rolling

And our plays vanished then somewhere,

The vicissitudes of life broke the string, separating the pearls

And snatched their dazzling, pristine glare.

Daily conferences now replaced by occasional Hi!!!

Demands of ‘Take me with you’ replaced now by a mature Bye!!!

Time kept running thus so quickly no one realized

And the race seems all finished today when I see your face pictured…

Your face was still and I hated you that day

For it was unfair, I was crying and you without responding lay.

For heaven’s sake open your eyes, I prayed to you again and again

But you walked away on a nonreturnable path giving me an irreversible pain…

I could not finish my talks with you my brother,

You broke your promise that we will always be together!

Still many fights and arguments were left to be done,

I need an opponent damn it, how dare you decide to run???

I remember the day you told me,

I have a disease —its sarcoma.

And seeing me stressed you laughed and added

Don’t worry, it is curable my sweet little grand ma…

I replied – why now??

After I had become doctor I had trusted my own hand

You smiled and said

I‘ll get well, just relax, have faith on almighty’s magical wand…

May be because I was a child

Or maybe because I, deliberately, did not want to understand,

I believed it was a mere illness

And never thought it could make you leave this land…

He continued with his treatments and I continued with my education,

He was getting better I was told and I headed with satisfaction.

But suddenly at a point then, our lives came to a standstill,

When doctors told-- he has few days left, our job is done, now all’s on god’s will…

Somehow he heard it

And that day I saw my hardstone cry.

Its all lie, they are all perjurers

I wanted to shout but was helpless by my despondent throat’s wry…

And yes, then each day I saw him dying in bits

A strong stout fighter bowing by life’s hits…

He became leaner and more prostrated with each passing day,

But those hands found strength to applaud for me on my result day.

My heart pounded decibels aloud

Seeing his selfless love and cheer,

It was the last time I patted his cheek

And could feel him so near…

And then came the morning

When you reached your final abode,

And all left infront of me

Was a long, never- ending empty road…

In the crowded streets of heaven,

You must have found angels above.

But there is no replacement to this void in my life,

And to this absence of brotherly love…

Up there somewhere

When I write this I know you are feeling the same.

But unlike childhood plays,

There is no second chance to return in life’s game…

And all I can do now

Is living up with a hope,

To find the way to defeat this ail

And the way to strengthen sufferer’s life’s rope…

The day I become able enough

To save someone’s son, husband or brother,

I would get sheer bliss, peace and satisfaction,

That you are with me and we will always be together…

Happy Independence day

In chains of slavery with malicious will
Mother India was captivated by deception
She cried and groaned of Britisher's evil
But her voice was heard by no one

Years later her children realized
Her sufferings and her pain
They entered the battlefield wearing shroud
To pay for the blood flowing in their veins

They fought bravely and embraced the death
But freed mother from slavery chain
They neither cared for punishment nor feared death
For them mother's independence was their only aim.

In 60th year of mother's independence
We stand proudly as Indians
We enjoy freedom and our rights
And call India best among all nations...

Nationalism and patriotism is one everyone's toungue
Along with promises of working for nation
Songs and odes in mother's glory are sung
Mother's flag is worshiped with great passion

Every one proclaims himself as best patriot
But today lets question our soul,
Are these the words we utter like parrots
Or these are the feelings of our heart's core.

On every step we are accompanied by corruption
And lie is filled in our each action
Each word we speak is reflection of our lust
Promises of nationalism seem to be covered by rust

Hundred years ago from today
Mother India was crying and groaning
Past has repeated itself again oh see
And again she is left lamenting

Her crown now looks like arc of thorn
Her green coverings are being torn
But she has suffered so much never
Because today her own children are attacking her

Mother India is crying again oh see
Her tears are seen by every one
The sky, the universe and even cries thee
But the one who is unaffected is her own son

Awake guyz open your eyes
Stand up today to wipe mother India's tears
Let her see her children united again today
Paying her tribute in return of all her favors

Lets join  hand and treasure her deeds
And work to wipe her tears
Lets unite and sow love's seeds
And free India from all her fears


Enlighten the candle of truth in your heart
And enforce your arms with hard work's might
Keep violence terrorism and corruption apart
And work to keep swift golden bird's flight..

Innerself

I saw the sun, the moon, the sky

I saw the birds fly

I saw every thing in sight

With my heart's fair eye

I saw each phase of life

With my heart's fair sight

I dealt with different people as

My heart told it was right

But on each and every step I found

My heart was broken down

My thoughts were not understood by people

I was always gifted with wound.

Stop! Stop! I said to myself

Why should I bear wounds

When world can't understand my heart my innerself

Why should I bear thorn's crown.

Enough now! I will compete with the world

I will make position for myself

I will do the same as does the world 

I will bury my innerself

Long time has passed and now I think

I am getting what I willed

But I am moving away from me

With each and every blink.

Still today I talk to myself

and become again the same

I try hard all my best

To keep lit my innerself's flame..

In this hard race of life 

Do people find good soul inside them?

No, they don't they just fight

For fulfilling their aim.

Life is so short and goals so high 

So whom should we all blame?

The fear of stigma, our ambitions and expectations

Or the society which positions our name!

Debates will go on till the end of life

But there is only one advice

That to find the true fun and true success 

Talk to your innerself guys

Although it doesn't fits with the world

But has true and deep sense

It neither gives nor sharps your sword 

But shows life's true essence

And whats life for, what should be our aim 

To fight and compete in this game ?

When we would go empty handed from here

So what is the use of this fake fame!

Awake guyz! find yourself 

The sweet heart that you have

Be happy and make other's happy 

And thank god for all you have...

||Sshree||