therighter

As I rode my bike in thick traffic I coughed with an irritation in my throat and pungent odour nastily getting into my nostrils. Everyday the pollution level rose in the city as our economy grew and people became capable of affording two and four wheelers. The only missing thing was that we had neither anticipated such a growth nor were we prepared for it or we just didn’t care. I longed to live in uncivilised woods. I wondered how creatures of this earth survived so many adversities with their superb body systems perfectly constructed over a time by nature. Our skin is water proof. Almost everything can be washed away. With time and quitting, a smoker’s lungs can get back to near normalcy. I was reading a book on the terrace one day. My feet touched dry leaves on the ground. I bent down staring at it in the sunlight. One leaf came to life and slowly crawled over. Such is camouflage. The stripes on the tiger, spots on the deer, the browns and blacks of a sparrow, the shining weave of a...

The power that drives a state or a country is resting latent in the hands of those who choose to hold everything at their finger tips. Our lives are oblivious to that power and tends towards values that convenience our everyday living. Many a times these eyes stay closed to situations that can be ever so controlled by a simple voice that speaks one truth. A God who competes with the goodness of human lives remains invisible. All good people silence their already muted lives with a concern that can empathise and perhaps accept defeats as they come. A rigid mind that conforms to the parallel lines drawn by social strata is perceived to be respectful. Every period must have a hero. There are animals which are extinct by the day. So are heroes. They come when least expected, storm into a whirlpool of circumstances, brazenly speak their mind, fight those who can’t fight themselves, dare their lives to be victorious and yet…they die. We fight our ghosts, present and future with an incredible...