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A bedtime story

The King’s Secret- my granny used to tell me this story when I was a kid. This was the only story she remembered and she narrated it to us over and over again. I have translated it to English, so pardon my mistakes. The King’s secret

You are the reason

For me:

You are the reason the world is a beautiful place
even though there is so much that’s wrong with it
All the hurt, pain, tears and struggle melt away when you hold me,
You are the reason I am still an optimist
Miles away and inches apart
You are the reason that each day that passes without you only brings me closer to you
You are the reason I believe in Fairy tales and Happily Everafters
You are the reason behind my smile
and for the twinkle in my eyes
You are the reason for the music in the rustle of leaves
You are the reason for the dancing winds
You are the reason I live
My life was very unreasonable without you
And, you are the reason for this poem.

The world would not be the same without you,
My dear I love you.

–Shailee

Thoughts..

Thoughts of you brighten my day,
They come to me quietly,
Then refuse to go away,

Sweet love, tender, forgiving,
Ravishing desire, all consuming,

Miles separate us,
Yet our hearts are close

यह मेरा जीवन है,
यह मेरी कहानी है,
लेकिन, बिन तुम्हारे अधूरी है,
लो तुमको दिया यह जीवन सारा,
अब इस कहानी पर,
है नाम तुम्हारा…

बस यूँ ही..

कभी प्यार में ,
कभी यूँ ही इंतज़ार में,
मुझे तुम याद आते हो,

कभी चलते राहों में,
कभी मेरे ख्यालों में,
मुझे तुम याद आते हो,

कभी किसी की बातों में,
कभी तन्हा रातों में,
मुझे तुम याद आते हो,

बस तुम याद आते हो…

The Moon & I

Moon and I

The Moon and I,
companions are we,
ever since I started to stay up late nights,
thinking of you.

The moon too is in love with you,
since she saw your photo on my window sill,
she won’t admit it,
but I saw her looking in,
through my window, searching for you,

but you aren’t here with me,
and the moon is luckier than me,
for she can watch you on foreign shores,
as you walk by on moonlight nights,

she says, you might be in love with her too,
for you see her everyday but once a month,
as for me, I don’t worry,
’cause you may look at her, but,
you belong with me….

when we are together,
you and me,
we can watch her,
with each other for company,
and her lonely as ever!
–Shailee

Still Waiting…

Stuck in the middle of nowhere,
Oblivion in sight,
Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide,
My lips are parched dry,
And no more tears to cry,
I have waited so long for you,
Moments elapsed in eternity,
And eternities elapsed in a moment,
It seems I am stuck in time,
I know you shall come to me,
It’s just that I feel trapped,
Trapped by emotions, trapped in pain, trapped in time,
I am just an on-looker watching life pass me by,
Nothing matters anymore,
I feel nothing,
A body without a soul, I lost my soul to you
Come to me and breathe life into me,
Let me live again, love again and perhaps hurt again
I am waiting for you, still waiting….

– Shailee

The Devil in love!

The Earth shook and stood still,
It started to move again but, didn’t ..
as if, a little confused.
A murderer spared his victim,
and profusely apologised!
A thief donated all his belongings,
to charity!!
Apparently, they too were confused..

A man stopped and muttered, “What’s happening?
Another replied, “Oh! Haven’t you heard? It’s the Devil……
The Devil??
Yes!, the Devil is in love!

Deep down below and anguished cry,
Oh why? Oh why?
Did I fall in love?
and that too with an Angel!
Oh I hate her!
No, I don’t!!
I shall burn her!
No, I won’t!!
Rip her wings apart…
but, that I just can’t!!
Oh the Heaven with me,
Why did I fall in love?

And, then he thought of her,
all glowing and pure.
She stood for all he hated,
and yet he didn’t hate her.
He didn’t like it all,
It made him seem small
He was the Devil after all!

He didn’t know what he feared more,
Losing her or losing himself,
because, lose himself he would,
If he allowed himself to love

His despair shook the Earth,
and his sadness shook it still,
But his love it was,
that reined in the evil.

Atlast he decided ,
he allowed himself to love!
He sought her out
and confessed his love,
she demurely accepted,
she too was in love!

Their arms reached out,
bodies embraced,
their thirsting lips found each other
and then,
there was no Devil,
there was no Angel,
there was nothing,
just a slowly spreading warmth of their love remained….

–Shailee

Love your neighbour as yourself! – A beautiful quote, but, meaningless till you love and appreciate yourself first.  It is interesting how many people assume loving yourself is selfish! But is it really?  I believe it is not selfish to love yourself.

Unless you love and respect yourself,  you  cannot truly do it for others. Accept yourself for who you are with all your shortcoming, quirks and nuttiness , it is all of that along with your good things which makes *YOU* special.  There maybe millions and zillions of people on this planet , but none can take your place ever. Remember, “you may be somebody to the world, but to somebody you are the world” ….

Okay, I think I am getting sidetrackde from the topic now, coming back to it.  I think you know now what I mean when I say love yourself, so coming to “Love your neighbour” part of the quote. Does this mean your neighbour , literally ? Well that and it means much more than that.  In today’s world, we are all neighbours, courtesy the internet. Also , in today’s world people are a tad too touchy and quick to label anything small even as a racist comment or as a personal comment… If you learned to love your neighbour as yourself, you would learn to look beyond the race and the words. Also, you would be more considerate for the other person, after all you wouldn’t comment on yourself or would you?

So, first let us love ourself, second let us put aside our insecurities and prejudices and Lastly, love our neighbour as ourself.

PS I love you guys!

“Let each child enjoy the gift of life that god has bestowed on him. ” Childhood is precious and important from the point of view of overall growth and development of the child in the years to come. If a child is happy and contended during his early days the same sense of fulfillment is likely to continue as he grows. Contentment and happiness in early years will make him into a caring person who loves to share his emotions, joys, sorrows, gifts, belongings and more so his time with others. He looks for happiness of others. He learns the joy of giving. Giving for the sake of others happiness. He learns to derive his happiness from a smile on others face.

A child maybe allowed to grow at his own pace undisturbed with too much of early teaching and preaching, at-least till the age of 5 years, there are so many familiar faces to care, indulge and pamper the child that even a child from the poorest family feels like a prince charming. This emotional contentment even in abject poverty, where a child may live on torn clothes, sometimes even without them, eats a staple diet, mostly plays and sleeps under open sky unmindful of the dust or insects surrounding him. But this child is happy .

He values and cherishes even small and inexpensive gifts. He learns to play and share happiness with a torn ball and  make  a bat out of a broken stick. He lives life as it is. He shows small tantrums at times, but is easy to be satisfied. He explores the world around him and seeks knowledge by seeing, hearing and doing. He seldom falls ill.

But a child from a well-to-do family, where again both the parents are working is either left under the care of the maid or is sent to a nearby crèche. It is an experience by itself seeing the separation of the child from the mother when being dropped at the crèche. The tears tell about the fears of the child. No amount of toys, chocolates and other eatables tend to attract him. Even if he becomes quiet, his eyes are always looking for someone missing. Smile comes to his face with great effort and is wiped off soon. The child tends to develop a feeling of deprivation; in an environment of plenty. He tends to become possessive. There is an inherent fear in his mind that what he likes most may not remain with him all the time; like his parents. He develops distrust when each day’s promise of separating him is broken. The child feels cheated. He learns to distrust, he learns to cheat, he learns to break promises, he learns to hoard, not to give and above all he learns that happiness is short lived, so live to the hilt now. He becomes selfish and sick.

The above examples are merely illustrative and may differ from child to child depending upon the family circumstances.

Life is a collection of past experiences: if the childhood experiences are bitter, the child will carry bitterness inside. This will be demonstrated in  his behaviour. The child is likely to be devoid of human values and no amount of bookish teaching of morals and values shall work when real life experiences, deeply rooted in the sub-conscious mind tell a different  story.

Circumstances may compel parents to treat a child differently, unknowingly not allowing a child to “enjoy the precious gift of life” atleast during the early childhood. But then as adults, we only have to find a solution to the problem that we have allowed ourselves.

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The author is a multi-talented person. His  interests include Education, Psychology, Astrology & Gardening. He has a doctorate in Inorganic Chemistry, is a retired Air force Officer , a Psychologist and is currently employed as a school Prinicpal.  Most importantly he is my Dad! :)

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