The thoughts

The thoughts that seize moments of life,
Move still in the flowing rhythm of life.
When the applause gathers many call,
Shudders the soul in the shell of a wall.
Calls No, it ain't the way it is seen to all,
There is an unsaid story hiding from all.
Some memories of darkness fills in pain,
Some days of silent sobs  rise  again .
It pricks too hard to think of the words,
That once pierced so sharp like swords.
There was silence then and today,
The heart felt the pain and found a way.
When eyes close to form a series of gaze,
Rises the head in hope of another day.
The only anchor has been the rhymes ,
To listen to the narrations of a sad time.

-SSW

Hind~~The Beat Says

India is a pride for Indians.But i often say 'Hindustan is my Heart and Hind is my heartbeat'. The resonance of Hind calls for a wide grin and deep feel because there is something very special about it apart from being my Motherland.
My Imam Hussain a.s had his wish before the event of karbala 1400 years ago to visit this precious land.This is narrated in various authentic references citing the events of karbala.There is also a community better known as THE HUSSAINI Brahmins that has an intertwined link with Hinduism and Islam.However my topic is not in length to write about this community so if any of you want more details kindly contact me i will provide best of references possible.
My Nation's land is filled with diverse cultures and traditions that is known to live in harmony.However today it brings shivers down the spine knowing the dirty politics that is happening all around.Nether government nor opposition is of substance for the peace of the country.Each leader is busy pulling the other,the culture of fake promises has gained better strength due to the influence of social media.Big figures and framed statistics is put to display to amaze the blinded people who will believe in a forward post and meme than putting any effort to verify it.

The other day i was sitting in a corner and reading a book when two of my colleagues were in a discussion of the recent events of political turmoil and Kashmir.Off lately i have stopped participating actively in any such conversations where i know nothing will come out but an argument and fight.So i was quiet until personally addressed ,i smiled and said " Democracy is almost dead" And the other one laughed "Its dead" I corrected stating 'Almost' because there are a few anti nationals of the country who voice out their opinion and take a stand.And then the topic shifted to North Korea and dictatorship when another of my colleague said 'Now its almost like a dictatorship only although a good one'. I stared smiling and said 'If you appreciate so much of goodness be open to criticize as well' .With this i wanted to say so many other things but i just kept quiet.With my past experiences i know what would fetch me at the end.Moreover i was in no mood to blow off my temper and sound state of mind early morning behind such a talk.
It was a peaceful end to the talk as our patients had arrived and we got busy with work.
I don't blame any of them for their remarks but the environment and the influence that has got so high.It is so difficult to express your opinion without getting in to a heated talk.
Lynching,communal disharmony ,politicians stating cheap remarks for minorities ,fake promises ,showoff ,media coverage and all the hype is setting seeds of New India .
Today i was reading stories of past communal riot victims.Reading their narration tears were flowing by my eyes.The hardest prick was when somebody had written that "the people with whom we lived for 40 years disappeared with fear and locked their houses when our families were killed and burnt alive".Any killing of humans is such a shame.These barbaric events are a result of hatred!It is a stain on humaniity ,be it Sikhs massacre, Kashmiri pandits ,'92 Mumbai riots or 2002 Godra riots or muzzafarnagar riot, the list is endless.
 For a second i was moved wondering if tomorrow riots occur in my area none of my family would survive because we don't live in our community dominant area.Such horrifying thoughts are creating the castle of Vikas and New India.
At times i wonder why did my third imam make a wish for Hind.
Will something get better or worsen up further.This land is of people ,by people and from people.Let's maintain its sanctity and not lick the ass of those in power.Let's be rational in our approach.
I do appreciate the wise steps of the government with being a strong critic of it too .Neither opposition nor the present one is to be favored.All of them belong to same flock. What matters is being wise which unfortunately people have lost sense of .
This Independence day lets pledge to be responsible citizens to maintain the harmony and not get carried away by opportunist leaders.Lets strive to be better humans and create a place of love and unity.

India is my pride and a beautiful nation.Hindustan will always be my heart and Hind my beat!

Jai Hind.

-SSW

What do you want?

Some words and some talks that really make you think deep and drown you in to an endless ocean.The depth of its reach is so much that its beyond present  moment.
Being a Mumbaikar and a regular commuter by local trains getting stuck is a very casual experience.Although this gets frustrating at times like today morning.My 40-45 minutes of journey which involves changing of train and walk from station to reach my workplace took nearly two hours due to delay in train because of rains.My current work place has the most understanding and strong head i could ever ask for.Tired and weary i reached my work she smiled and gently nodded.At the time of leaving she asked me a few questions that kept playing in my head for really long.
Saima Do you like being stuck in train?Get affected by flood?Do you like when water nears your house?What is in Mumbai?I have my plans ,What about you ? I was blank....Why don't you go abroad?Have you tried?I was reluctant and said ,No ,i don't know!
She continued 'I see myself in you few years back,there should be somebody to show you the way'

It hit like a gentle rock because for the first time ever somebody had shown and expressed such care or rather professional concern for me.Her questions were sharp and filled with love ,in between this she said a lot more things but for a moment it evoked all my dreams that i casually did not pursue or make an attempt for.On my way home while sitting in train i closed my eyes and saw myself in those universities i had written to.I saw my Phd degree and my lab.I saw myself conversing with those professional stalwarts whom i have read.
In no time i got a thrust and my station had arrived .I got down smiling running to catch the train from other platform.
I took a deep breath "Verily Allah is best of Planners' .I came home hugged my mother and said Alhamdolillah. As long as i have my two roofs by my side all the dhakka and struggle is worth. Inshallah some day i will live those moments of lost dreams too.Everything has its own time ,i just cannot pack up and leave.
Today was the best day ,because my senior asked questions that i cannot stop thinking over.They are just resonating and i don't have answer to any of it.Probably because i am not rigid in thoughts so 'Jo hoga dekha jayga'
As i am preparing to call of the day,there is a hammer strike 'What do you want in life'? Well,i seriously can't say!I rest it with my all time favourite word 'Lets see'

-SSW

Ways too far

There is a gentle breeze caressing my thoughts and floating in the sea of my dreams .The night calls for the shine of stars and the arch of moon joining together to talk .The morning rises so fresh ,leaving behind the worries dead .A new day and a new start welcomes happening of passionate love .There is a spark to wake up ,chase and live the moment of every dream .There is a string to let go the tightened scars and loosen up what's beyond and far .In the midst of the gurgling waves ,when serene is my days ,i shudder to the thought of loosing self ,in the chase of my ways .I know i can and i have the art to carve the canvas with thoughts .At the skyline is my start i see it every morning in dark .
What makes me stop and freeze to trot i wonder while watching the nectars buzz.
I mirror my flaws in the clear stream and see it moving out and in.
In the chaos of land, i stand on cliff and see it far .I don't know where is my calling but i know i will make it different and my echo will be heard to pull up many of my herd .
The journey is long and way too far .
Not today but someday shall be my call.

-SSW

Priority

It's an irony of life,a bigger mystery ,
To understand what's the priority?
Said is unsaid and practiced too far,
Its a spontaneous rhythm of a natural art.
It's difficult to decipher someone's priority,
And call for their actions and liability.
Its a mirror of life that speaks to all,
Silently without a word said across!
You make a way out to what is important,
Call for decisions and unplanned actions .
Speaking up mind it creates assumptions,
To let go of what need not be brought in.
Be wise and vigilant to be so distinct .
Your priorities speak of you as a person .

-SSW

Friends

Its been years that i have been writing and i have composed poems for specific friends and also on friendship .This article is in length about what they mean to me and how my world would be without them.

First of all i am very great ful to Almighty because having good friends is a blessing from Allah and i believe my lord has been very kind to me .
As a person i may present myself to be strong and social but i am tender and introvert in my own way .I cannot gel up with many people and so i have a small set of close friends on whom i can count on and of course my extended ones may be many though .
These are the people who have made my world a happy place .With them i am much confident and crazy without being judged .They are my companions in all good and bad moments .
My constants in all wise, mature as well as non sensual actions .

There are some people whom i know since school ,others met in my college days and a special one who is related by family .
They are there and that is all that matters to me .

Imagining my life without them is like living a dreary weather .No matter how low i am i can get charged up with their presence around .A few of them have learnt language of my silence .At times it just surprises me to how they get it without exchanging a word .
From calling each other by alternate names to making fun .
From laughing uncontrollably to code words difficult to decipher .
From running in to lectures,bunking ,proxy ,matches,those dinners and lunch ,eating each others tiffin to mature talks ,planning out wedding ,preparing guest list and attending weddings .

From endless travel plans to execution of it none .

I have a decade of friendship and all i can say i have fallen in love with my people.They are those pillars that hold me invisibly so firm that i can go on.
I have a bitter memories of arguments and fights but they all make me smile when i think of the craziest laughter bursts and all the fun.

From holding each other from breaking down to constantly reminding of Almighty's greatness .
Time flies but friendship blossoms each day.

Today i would like to express my gratitude to each of them for making my life beautiful with their presence .
Thank you for bearing all my nakhra,for praising me on my moments of success ,for motivating me whenever i lost confidence,for staying by my side in my difficult times, for being my critics and above all loving me the way i am .

I cannot express in words what you all mean to me but all i can say i have few but dearest to my heart .

-SSW

Young Mind

The mind of today's youth is like a barren land .Often i talk to teenagers and early adulthood enthusiasts with a curiosity to understand and explore on their conscious and subconscious mind .Its very challenging to read in between the lines but i think with experience one starts getting it.I am not an expert on this but i enjoy talking to new people just to study their thinking patterns and strategies to overcome their life difficulties.I often observe that in today's era the patience of people is disturbed .We are in a digital living where on click our life's pace is set.We put in very little effort to rationalise ,seek answer or explore .In this case easily available data on popular social media or through people becomes a concrete information to rely on .This builds up an influence ,blinds up capacity to think and reason out and gradually the layer sets in .Books are of less regard or factual information is lost to a generation that deserves to know .
Now the question is why is this happening and what can be done ?
I can't say that social media should be controlled because the shit is going to be around but we need anchors that will hold back from stepping on it.
It makes a huge difference if immediate related individuals ,may be parents ,elder siblings ,teacher or any family member makes an effort to share unbiased information on any topic be it politics or economy or religion etc and develop a skill of rational thinking .
But unfortunately these same anchors in many instances are so blinded that they pass on their stick to younger ones who hold it and trip on their way to a lower level.
This is a matter of concern specially in regards to politics and religious  reforms.
As a society we need to ponder on the young minds and their intellect .
We need to regulate the amount of filth we offer around .
A society is well educated when they can rationalize and reason logically.
P.S:Subjective differences will always persist.
What's the way out.