Mindspeak

 “Mamaji, mamaji, it is not there,…” huffing and puffing said Satish. “Check carefully, it must be beneath some of the other bags,” Samir replied. “I have checked the entire room thrice, but not able to find it, I’m worried,” emphasizing his problem, explained Satish. “Wait, let us check the room,” confirmed Samir. ---xx--- The entire Mishra family was jubilant. The prince of the family, Satish, had agreed to a marriage proposal after many years of refusal. After completing M. Tech, Satish had flown to the United States and his lifestyle changed dramatically. Having settled there for over five years, he detested the traditions and customs back home. To ensure his parents led a luxurious and contended life, he purchased a flat in posh society in the city which was roughly 40kms away from his village. His respect for his parents was unmatchable, but there was a constant tiff between him and family members on the issue of marriage.   They wanted him to get “settle...

As the mention of 'Zero'  reflected on my mind, The instant reference with no competition of any kind, Was the Don who left a  cricketing legacy behind, Undoubtedly, a batsman like him, the game is yet to find. Sir Donald George Bradman was an ultimate showman, The entire cricketing fraternity knew him to be a hitman, His bat did most of his talking on the ground as the match began A few of his batting records are tough to beat by any living man He served the cricketing fraternity even after retirement Served as a Cricketing Administrator as per requirement He enjoyed 'being in the game', a competitive environment He gave Australian cricket, the needed enlightenment That day of Oval, when fans expected one more of his tons He too knew, he needed only 4 runs to maintain a test average of 100 runs The second ball 'duck' was disbelief, silenced all the roaring guns That 'Zero' proved, "Every game is a leveller, even for chosen ones"

  “He has consumed it even today,” informed Lakhan. “I’m surprised, how does he manage this?” an annoyed Dr Prakash yelled. “We were alert sir, the usual abnormality showed up,” “Yes, yes, I understand. It’s been over a month now, let me think something different,” assured the doctor. Sheth Rupayamal was born with a silver spoon. Born in a royal family, he got more than what he demanded. Such pampering made him lazy, irresponsible and lethargic. He never found anything interesting and motivating in real life. He even dropped out of school even before completing basic education. To add to his woes, he found some bad company to pass time. His so-called friends made him consume different things to get into a trance. What started with a smoke went to a weed and then he started consuming the dreaded GHB also known as ‘liquid ecstasy. He was now addicted to this colourless, odourless liquid-killer for the past few years. He wasted the family money without caring for anyone. H...

 “Dear students, tell me who was the first revolutionary in the history of Indian Independence?” asked Surbhi, the teacher of VII grade. “Bhagat Singh madam,” came the instant answer “No,” she politely replied. “Subash Chandra Bose?” another student asked her back “No” “Chandrashekhar Azad,” one more reply “Though your replies are all correct, you all need to dig deeper into this subject,” she encouraged. “Mangal Pandey,” one boy screamed. “Wow, this was 1857, but then his heroics had some precedence as well.” “Dear students, the names you all called out were lucky ones, they found a mention in our history books. There are many more unsung heroes who laid their lives down for our Motherland; their sacrifices either went unnoticed or unmentioned. A few local villagers of those times knew about the ultimate sacrifices. With the passage of time, even such stories get buried. The first act of revolution, much before 1857 had happened in 1784-85. This act was recognized and credit is ri...

 For drivers who drive like a speed gun Those who love to race under this sun A speed-breaker destroys all the fun The sudden ‘screech’ hurts everyone   Our city does not have such speed-breakers The roads themselves are the biggest shakers The driver and travellers are Quakers Cheaters are those road makers   A ride through the city is an uninvited massage The man at the hospital and vehicle at the garage A huge cost paid due to the regular sabotage Memories of owner car framed as a collage   Being in the 75 th year of Indian independence We, unfortunately, believe in the system of dependence The time is ripe for transforming to transcendence Let us all unite in this fight for ascendance