Sometimes...

 Sometimes, I close my eyes

Swirling myself in the air

To the song I sing in my hair

And throw my arms open to a thousand miles view…Sometimes

Sometimes, I unfetter the loved

redeem the feared

close my eyes to the whirls of life

and just open to the whole good sky....Sometimes

Sometimes, I wish to hold whats with me

and cherish whats within

grow what I am without

and just keep living in the woods...sometimes

आज़ादी

आज़ादी रिश्तों को तोड़ कब मिली 

आज़ादी सब छोड़ कब मिली 

आज़ादी तो मन की थी, जैसी मांगी वैसी  मिली 

आज़ादी पढ़ लिख कर कब मिली 

आज़ादी पैसों से इज़्ज़त से कब मिली 

आज़ादी तो हर पल में थी, जब चाही तब मिली 

हाथों में पकड़ यूँ जग बटोरा 

इधर उधर सब सुन यूँ बोझ बिठोरा 

आज़ादी जग बटोरने में कब मिली 

आज़ादी तो हलकी सी थी, बस सांस भर छोड़ा ___और मिली 

पर क्या आज़ादी से में खुश थी?

या पिंजरे में बंद, रिश्तों की ताल में बँध 

सोने की चमक से चुंध्याई, या आन बान से सिकुड़ी 

या फिर __खाली सी, कुछ हलकी सी, और कम सी 

आज़ादी ___

जब चाही तब मिली  

मन  में उल्लास भर तू
निकल धूप में तड़क भड़क
मुस्कुरा। ... तू खिल खिला
ये निकली तुझे बढ़ाने के लिए 

Science vs Engineering vs Business

It is highly stimulating how science brings explanations, corrections and often more questions to be answered! How engineering shapes the abstractions of science into cogs and wheels and makes it run with conviction! How business makes us feel how we have been in need of this new gadget for all along!

How we connect the product with the science of it - with the progress of it!

How we shun the possibilities of re-tracking the wheel of invention back to where the science of it all was explained once. For what is working should be enough evidence of it being correct!

Science has never been this confident that it forgets being questioned and being enquired upon. Should the manifestations of Science be that confident then?

The A's and C's

A sunny ride

With bumps and glides

Loving the ups

and the downs

as they appraised with their A's and C's

Changed my ways

my smiles and strides

keeping alive

the dreams and joys

there...toasting for some more A's and C's

had covered up my flaws

and honed my skills

from the Admirers

and the Critics

Alas! never approved by the A's and C's

let me be stamped, starred and judged

just break the mould

and discern them all

reflect within

for I am my Admirer and the best Critic

The masterpiece...

I cherish that famous Picaso fable where a man wonders how he is going to make a lion out of huge piece of boulder...and Picaso effortlessly replies "I'm going to chip off everything that doesn't look like a lion". Sometimes I wonder He is also expert at chipping off everything that doesn't look like me to make a masterpiece called "I".

Please, don't judge my baby...

With all those complaints about her restless and stubborn nature and poor fine motor skills...yesterday her teacher shared that Lakrishna got first position in drawing and GK in her class...Not that it sounds like an achievement for a small kid who should not be judged at such a tender age....but it has always been about me scoring as a mother on by guilt and satisfaction scales...and there is more to it which had been disturbing me since late...

Before I had admitted Lakrishna in her playschool when she was two...many friends and folks had told me not to do so as that might put her under pressure. This was incomprehensible and way too opinionated for me to understand. She was the only kid in her class who always used to be excited about going to school...thanks to her school for making her first school experience fun....But this fun was short-lived I guess. I had promised to myself that I'll never pressurize Lakrishna for her studies until she is five...but with all those complaints about her incomplete homework, comparisons with other kids notebooks...I ended up pressurizing her for "homework"...and suddenly "homework" became a dreaded word for her...at the age of three. I was loosing it....totally....and wait, there were exams too...
I knew Lakrishna was not lagging behind....her fine motor skills are evident on her room's walls and in precision with which she cuts her butterflies...only issue is she doesn't like doing "homework"...why?? because "homework" is not fun...and my "now" four years old kid wants everything fun...and I dont see anything wrong with it...
what bothers me is....even with schools pitching the word "fun" with their education system....they end up killing it....
what bothers me more is....when all her peers are conditioned to this pressurized way of life...will she be accustomed to the tag of being relatively "stubborn" and "mediocre" student in her class...
I only have one request to contemporary education system...please dont judge my baby till she is five....let her have fun with her play and with her education...