Façade!

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Bewitched by the heady concoction of glamour, fame and money

the lure of filmdom attracts aspiring youngsters.

Sparkling glitterati wrap their aspirations with allure of the stars.

 Masquerades, veil the predatory instincts of the powerful men

often, eclipse the rise of budding talent into oblivion,

their heart burdened by the remnants of crumpled promises and fractured dreams.

Sadje’s WDYS #126

Wanderlust Tales

Away from the mediocrity of life

the call of nature tugs my nomadic heart

to tread the lonely path, deep into the unblemished locales.

I escape from the ordinary,

letting the wings of freedom carry me into the wilderness.

Tall primeval trees stand on snow clad ground

whispering stories of silent loneliness.

In isolation of my sanctuary, feelings pour out,

the letters soak in the essence of nature’s hues

 thaw those emotions on to the paper.

 I script the trail of my journey, the wanderlust tales!

Sadje’s WDYS prompt

Reena’s Xploration Challenge prompt 221

Passion to Profession!

The world of colors was my home. An introvert by nature, I spent hours pouring my emotions into my paintings. They gave me immense joy.

“You cannot make a profession out of painting. How much will the paints and brush help you earn?” Dad snatched the brushes from my hands and put these instruments in them instead.
Forced to pursue Math and Science, I became an Engineer. On the day I graduated, I presented to him, my degree certificate.

“I did what you wanted me to do. Now please let me follow my passion”, and picked up my brushes again.

Today, my paintings are exhibited the world over!

In India, even today Engineering and Medicine, are the most preferred career option the parents want their children to pursue, despite their child having no interest in it.  While it is encouraging to see a gradual shift in the mindset of parents to allow their children choose a non-science professional course, it will take a long time before all can have the freedom to opt for courses akin to their interest.

No Vacancy!

Our love blossomed floral foliage,

 resplendent with vernal scents.

Animated hearts hummed sanguine tunes,

life reveled under a canopy of euphoria.

And then windmills of change rattled a strife,

a squall of distrust blew whorls of inky smoke

suffocating me in virulent fumes.

Fidelity eclipsed felicity,

my bruised heart bled red.

I patched up my wounded heart with a promise

 to let it remain vacant forever.

Sadje’s WDYS #123

Will we take it to our grave?

While technology has helped mankind beyond imagination, it has also robbed us of our time. Have you noticed that despite most work getting done at the click of a button today, we hardly have any time for ourselves or our family, unlike earlier days?  The small mobile has replaced practically every aspect of our lives. We are prisoners within our “cell” phones. The level of servitude has risen to such alarming heights, that we’ll probably want our phones to be buried with us, in our graves too…. We had a peaceful past, are having a disconnected present and probably will have a grave future as technology invades into each living moment of our life!

Disconnected man

the digital enslavement

hauntingly scary

Sadje’s WDYS prompt# 122

Sunshine Friends!

Their guffaw resonates across the neighborhood,

there is never a dull moment with them.

They eclipse shadows of gloom beneath their laughter,

leaving behind a trail of cheerful confetti.

Lacing up conversations with a sparkle of humor,

they are true bearers of the happiness contagion.

Some friends carry sunshine in their hearts,

lighting up the ambience, with their spirited mirth.

Oh! But such friends come in limited editions,

you are truly blessed, if you have one!

Sadje’s WDYS #119

Will we see a better tomorrow?

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Once upon a time,

the view from my window was utopian,

verdant promises swayed beyond the lake,

sanguine blossoms wafted scented felicity.

The flux of time flits by,

man’s indomitable spirit to progress

transforms the landscape with high-rises,

clouded by a myopic vision of future.

My spectacles are befogged by the virulent grey,

I put on the rose-tinted glasses, with a prayer

that his intelligence befriends wisdom

sparing the children of tomorrow, fumes of slow poison.

Sadje’s WDYS #118

Becoming…

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Contemplative solitude atop

the many mountains I scale,

 unravel humbling experiences.

Overcoming the challenges of the

jagged precipices of life

liberates my imprisoned mind.

The trepidations and apprehensions

of the arduous ascent, give way to

a symbiotic balance between the body and mind.

I acknowledge my growth from beneath to beyond,

 and appreciate the journey of “becoming”!

Sadje’s WDYS #117

The Unending Wait…

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Dusk paints the horizon with amethyst hues

 chirpy birds flock back to their nests.

In anticipation, I scamper to the fields

to peer across the setting sun,

drenched in impassioned hope

 to see my father’s silhouette walking back,

from the war.

 I dream of him all the time

 lifting me up, in his strong arms,

tickle my funny bone,

regale me with his stories of valor.

But like every other evening, I walk back alone,

distraught.

 I imprison my tears beneath the disguise of fortitude,

so that my defeated eyes never let them out.

People say I am the daughter of a brave soldier!

Sadje’s WDYS #116

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