~Spark and Glitter~

Pretty women wonder 


where my secret lies.


I'm just cute but not built to suit 

a fashion model's size.

~ Mary Angelou

Words, what impact do they have? People often throw questions at me asking, what have I really achieved with words? Why I blog, why I write.. It is what inspires me, it is what makes me believe that I am part of Change. I am Me. And proud of myself.

Be the spark that lights up another flame. Be the ray of light that transcends within the mist and through the rocks, creating its own niche. 




Rabindra Nath Tagore was one such spark, according to me. He wrote in a language that could transport you to the lacunae between life and after-life. 

 Be the spark that attracts the moths, the lovers and the feigned. The irresistible satire of life, he who wants shall get only if he needs it enough. Be the need, for the wants are over and beyond the horizons.

And as you travel through this journey, let them know that you don't fear the Unknown. That there lies a spark within you, quenching to meet the Light, at the end of this path.

Bemuse your self and the world with that inherent child who hides and seeks according to the circumstances life brings in. Let that spark never die out. Let the child awake!

Sing,
we didn't start the fire,
it was always there!

 Be the breaking dawn, shine like a ray of hope. You need the world and this world needs you. Feel your presence and every bit of you screaming to find its purpose.

 All it takes is that one step...That one step builds on to a walk..for life..for dignity..for self-introspection. To stop and to pause is essential but one must keep moving.
















You may shoot me with your words, you 

may 

cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with 

your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise.


I'll Rise.

I'd like to spark a change because I believe I can.
And because light only radiates, wherever it flows.
From one wick to another, the warmth only soars.
Change is essential, the cracks and creeks are thus
creations by the Almighty, with a bigger plan endowed.
Spark a change, for believe you can
bring in a change, when it is needed most.
Let the brightness radiate, from one to the next soul.
Electric and magnetic, colorful and vibrant
let it exude in itself, transformation and virility
let it be fragrant of development.
Speak up and glow, let the emotions come out of you
why trap them, the years of sores
let them out, let them spill out!
I will speak up, I will stand for myself and thousands more
I will be the spark of change, I will be a woman and so much more!

Befitting Persuasion

The silence

when the sun sets

and you know winter has arrived.

The howls of a stray dog

ripples the silhouette, disturbing the trance

we stare across the abyss,

the world has failed us both,

in degrees and extents.

Until yesterday become tomorrow,

look at me, as slyly as you can.

Let your eyes fall upon the nude

words of a recluse

and melt.

Befitting persuasion 
into words, like lovemaking-
the kind that makes you gasp,
makes you sink your head, your soul
deep within.
In the pages of my notebook,

you shall remain, like a blot of ink-

an incomplete thought, or an inspiration

to yet another 

someone, somebody I once knew.

To anybody who understands the connection, this is my tribute to Slyvia Plath. I love her. I live her.

Dance India Dance Season4 : Just Move It!

Dance India Dance has to be my most favorite reality television show! It 

is crazzziieee…The kind of dances and dancers it exposes us to! I have 

been a staunch follower ever since the Season1 began. Season 4 brings 

in a fresh element with three young, zestful (and may I add, cute) judges, which refreshes the whole atmosphere of DID.

This season, we get to see

Source: ZEE TV

Indiblogger in association with Zee Tv organized a fabulous bloggers 

event, wherein Mudassar and Feroz Khan came and shook a leg with 

fellow bloggers. Indi meets are already a bout of fun, which when mixed 

with dance, resulted in one awesome meet.

Dancing is not seen as a career, nowadays. However, we youngsters 

have a flair for it, western or Indian. I trained in Jazz and Salsa for three years. Have choreographed several events for school and college, and music makes my feet tap anywhere and everywhere!

Don’t believe me? See this!

                       

And, of course, be it any occasion, you want entertainment, just play the music! 

I am hooked on to the DID Season4, and one cannot afford to miss the auditions! They are fabulous!

What’s your take?

Be The Change You Wish To See

The post was awarded as one of the winners~! More power~!

If given a chance, to decide for this land

And for its people, what change I would like to see,

I would ask for the freedom to accept each other

To be equals in the truest being.

Security for women has become the butt of all jokes

People love the sarcasm, but who really steals the show?

Children prone to the adversities, even before they are told

What does life promise for them, when today doesn’t really know?

If I could bring in the change, I would

Count the stars and teach my people

The goodness of this land, and yet let them know

It all comes from within us, the good, bad, new and the old.

I want free education, online and offline

And for it, not to be sold.

More free courses, and webinars

Aided to the slums, the by-lanes in wheels and carts.

The last decade has seen the greatest of technological innovations

Made people come closer and yet,

There are many to whom, the distance itself isn’t a number

But like a walk without a pair of slippers.

A handful of roses with thorns enrolled.

I will make stricter laws for thefts and burglary,

And those convicted, would be taken to old age homes

Kept in service, for months across

Till they see, how innocent lives suffer from the disease called loneliness.

I am an ‘aam aurat’, what can I do

People question my power like they own it for sure,

To them I ask, who are they and can they make things any better?

I may be a tiny speck in this arid land

But I know I am flying in the wind,

Without me, the wind cannot turn rain into this land,

Which is quenched for that, what was long promised.

Justice delayed is justice denied, why wait when you can Vote,

Vote for the right, I demand, and take up the responsibility

For the sake of mankind. I will, won’t you?

This is My Delhi Manifesto in association with BlogAdda.com.