Insomnia ...

It takes a heavy heart to write on this,
It's easy to say but hard to speak!
Have you suffered from insomnia?
Yes i have and here is my story.

For many nights when sleep is away,
The weary mind strives for days!
I can't explain this to any one of you,
How hard is staring at ceiling, eyes glued.
The memory of it put me in tears,
And its thought leaves me in shudder.
Like a baby drowning in the large sea
Many nights i cringe to helpless feel.
Nobody knows of the depth of scars
That insomnia has left on my heart .
I smile to begin my very next day,
Leaving behind the sufferings away.
Watery eyes red and heavy ,lethal mood
All set in when the sky shines of moon.
What to do when the world is sleeping around?
I loose myself in the rhythm of my words.
It helps me less to bring back life i cry for,
A good sleep and a fresh mind is all i want .
Up all night is not a pride let me tell you all,
Ask the heart deprived of the precious alarm.
Those many thoughts juggling together,
Add to the mystique of this ruthless clutter

To my days
of sleepless nights and insomniac slurs,
I make fun of it but filled with silent tears.
I can't explain to people around of this pain,
It's a dream to live those carefree sleep again.

-SSW

P.S:Yes i suffer from insomnia not all through the year but there are phases of it .It's that part of my life i avoid to talk about to anyone,because it brings an immense pain .A good sleep is a blessing to me and i pray to get my circadian rhythm back to a routine .I so wish nobody gets in to this serious suffering ,in the meanwhile i am trying all possible ways to heal myself of this .

Auction of Emotions

As i walk through the market today,

I see the emotions kept on display!
The bid is higher and calls are louder,
Hustle and bustle is between the clutter!
People gathering, and claiming so loud,
To me it's like a festival all around!
Crystal clear boxes of emotions resting,
And the auctioneers merrily chanting.
'To the  men and women take this home',
Enjoy your nights and days for sure.
Like a storm in the ocean is beginning,
The crowd of people were humming in!
Two hundred ,four and more dollars
With dirham,rupees and pounds gathered!
Pushing in,I wondered  what is in there ?
My curiosity began to rise up and flare.
I peeked in to find a glittering "lust",
Oh!No doubt people here will thrust!
To my surprise on the next row,
An old man was sitting seemingly low!
And an average looking box was laid,
A note beside read' Here kindness Stays'
Few people rested and walked away,
Yelled grumpy man  'take this you slay?
The next display was of 'sadness' and 'hate'
Well they both had no bid but equal rate!
Love was looking in hope at each face,
And People wanting it fought to bargain!
'Happiness' The Auctioneers were calling out
The attractive offerings was gathering crowd
Then I walked ahead  to witness the might,
The strength of 'Power' was a visible sight!
In another corner was sitting mercilessly 'Mercy'
Audience was scarce and no bid for this lonely!
The Auction of human Mind i whispered gently,
As i walked out of this market thinking of the need!

-SSW

The Road of Elections

2019 elections have rolled down many questions to the society.This road was filled with drama,bigotry,big talks and fake promises.Nothing has changed over years but a steep silent rise in communal disharmony that is creeping in the lives of people is masked under the Hindutva card and many intellects have turned their face to this harsh truth.
It is not very surprising that a terror accused chanting venom and is lauding a killer of Mahatma Gandhi is being elected or playing cards to come in power.What do i expect from her ,more hatred and feelings of distances amongst secular people living happily.On the other hand educationist are loosing with margins who have a track record of putting up work out from their speeches.
I am not a pro supporter of any political party but when there is filth all around ,my eyes search for a corner empty of the trash that is stinking of hatred.
But today's date clearly states that India wants a new Nation.The picture painted of the work done in past 60 years is burned down in ashes because people have no time to dig up in the history.India has witnessed development since Independence,where the people stand blind to what was done before 2014.This is the dirtiest politics one can witness.No political party is clean and is filled with stains of blood.But the point is the newer one is a red canvas itself.
My New India will soon garland Godse and speak of his highness with the ideological interest of many others.People will continue to remain silent over the minorities being lynched and tied to vehicles and beaten up to death.The small scale traders and industrialist who went broke due to demonetization and GST will continue to speak of the highness and give rational reasoning to these disastrous decisions like the most intelligent economist.Unemployment will continue to soar because this is always answered with 'Did it not exist before' ,well pick up the statistics and keep hailing for what you choose.
This Government has certainly snatched away right to speak ,right to question and right to think!
The only option we are left with is being a blind bhakt.Else be ready, the badge of anti national is on the way.We are once again divided on many grounds.Politics is now the most sensitive topic.Media is definitely sold to the IT Cell of ruling government and a game play with millions of emotions is running smoothy.

We have moved towards extremism that is not rational to many.If Logically analyzed who has voted them back to power?Not just hindus,but people of many communities have together carved this picture.
The Government is elected by people ,even if evm was hacked i don't believe such a huge margin will rise.This Nation wants them ,people want them.Alright!lets gear up for another roller coaster ride!

Certainly Unemployment,crash downs,farmer crisis,women safety etc etc are not an issue to those people ,but may be people are too influenced by their hatred towards congress,Gandhi-Nehru family , Muslims and the cherry on cake for this triumph Pakistan! No matter how badly country suffers opposition will keep standing to watch themselves break on knees!! The failed strategies of congress need to work really hard to bring back the show.
I congratulate those who voted for a power filled with agendas of hatred and justification of innocent killings.Sit back,vacate your mind and reflect back to these five years.

Much more drama,nautanki and opportunist tactics to be seen soon.
Well No defeat is final and no victory is forever.Being in minority doesn't make us wrong or being in majority doesn't give you the card of right.
Let's fight for a India that is known for its brotherhood,peace and harmony.
To those who have supported this government ,my sincere advise' Think and Question back to those you have put in Power'

This post is not with intend to offend anyone.My constitution offers me the right to speak and write this post.

I am a proud Indian who lives with an independent mind and questions the people in power as i have right to do so.
My Country is my pride but alas it drills a hole and leaves a heavy heart as i see it selling to venom's of an ideology filled with trash.

Sensibilities of people differ and their choices too.I am not looking forward for any argument with no substance or reasoning .A healthy political discussion is always a welcome.


To my friends ,lets keep our political differences away from the relation we share like always!

Jai Hind

-SSW

When my eyes met his...

When my eyes met his
I was lost in time to
a staunch height of
charismatic charm,
and a chivalrous built,
with a gentle call.

His deep eyes
melted mine,
a mind so calm and wise.
He Rode in the
yard of my life,
like a maiden colt
has fetched on time.

His intellect
caught me so still,
I listened to him
for many hours, and of
my thoughts
umpteenth days.

With him i entered
a new space,
when time was still
and it was us,
his glimmering shine buzzed.

I opened my window
of thoughts to him,
A book that was kept
closed for years,
turned its pages
of white ink.

I smiled
looking around and
laughed more profound ,
amazed by his talks,
we jelled up like  known lovers.

Every time
he spoke to me,
I couldn't resist
thinking of him,
and a new journey
to begin!

Time rang the bell
so hard,
When our eyes
shying away were caught.
Bravely,
i held it up!

Soon,
Our moments of catch
departed their ways!

It all shattered
and began to fade,
No... wait ,forever!
i pleaded to him
"Please stay"

In no time,
He was no more same !

My happy moment
melted away,
pouring down in vain!

I held his hands,
it heated up
My wired brain
pulled me off!

I time traveled
back to my space,
His charming call
went away.

The memories of us
were lost in the circuits
mounted on my head
and on to Him!

They called me back
It's a 'Machine'
But for me ,
He was the one!

"R0-58"!
A handsome Robot,
left behind in future.
I was pulled
back to today,

Between the circuits i prayed,
With him i get another day!

-SSW

Rest in Piece

The little lows of shallow talks
Need to Rest in Piece!
The bigger dearths of shallow minds,
Need to Rest in Piece!

The wider eyes of narrow thinking,
Need to Rest in Piece!
The finer lines of narrow meetings,
Need to Rest in Piece!

The louder calls of filthy needs,
Need to Rest in Piece!
The silent scenes of filthy deeds,
Need to Rest in Piece!

The larger crowds with dying  humanity,
Need to Rest in Piece!
And The Silent call to awaken Humanity,
Is now the need!

-SSW

The Political Low

Ruckus of the stooped thoughts,
and the venom coming out from
the horses mouth.
The dancing snakes are  finding its way
to harbor in the lion's den!
Eagle eyes sharply killing
by being the assassins of many!
The dogs around have stopped barking
as their challengers are standing with mic.
The birds are hiding in their nests
as the traffic is building in the air..
The big talks are flying all around
there is more space on the ground.
The assess are found resting in rooms
licking the feet of political goons
and the world is watching the bigger show
Of the new political drama and its low!
Aghast its a disgust to bow the head,
People have to elect from such shame.

-SSW

The deeper dig at the mighty heights

Standing at the door of the mightiest height ,looking at the deeper meaning to life.
What attributes are humans composed of,the power of tongue to wrench someone,the sharp click of a pointing finger and piercing look of a sub standard eye.
This is something that i hate and the traits of this is visible all around.May be i can tolerate a lot but not the built up air that people float in.
Compassion and humbleness speaks volume of the upbringing or may be its a window to closely see the ego.
Everything seems so pleasant till you experience the nearness to it.
The dazzling daffodils are beautiful to praise till you stand by its side to know of the crashed leaves around.
What keeps the silence and the loudness so distinct.The boasting and the talk of self when turns out to be the high pitched buzzing sound that makes you inevitably close your ears.
The conversations that begin with a height too difficult to look at,i know its time to pack the bag and leave from the nearest exit.
But if you wish to dig in the mighty height,stay there till you can!

-SSW

What if i don't fit in the box!

The  situation of the humanity is in crisis.If you speak the bitter truth,take a stand for your principles and move away from the crowd, then you are labelled with adjectives beyond existence.I have personally come across this situation ,in social circle or may be on social media.The situation of intolerance is such that calling a spade a cotton ball is lauded but naming a thorn as thorn is condemned ,looked down and given names.
It is mere disappointment that people can go down to this level.The difference in opinions has the potential to shatter relations and create a long distance that cannot be covered back.The restless beings can no longer listen to each other patiently,understand others view or a matter of fact express some respect in-spite of disagreement.
The two most sensitive topic in today's era is religion and politics.This can tear apart humanity because humans are emotional slaves .They loose reasoning and rational thinking.This is my meticulous observations.People don't follow facts but their comfort.They speak what fits in their box and anything that is outside their space is treated foreign.
The human intellect grows mature with the skill of living with mutual respect and understanding .But the situation today is crashing down in ashes.

And every time i sit in a group , a fizzing sound echoes around"What if i don't fix in the box?"
Well, I will sit there with my thoughts to not bend down to diplomacy but speak of truth and the fact .

-SSW

8.22 ki Local

Being a hardcore Mumbaikar, i enjoy my fast paced life which runs with the speed of Western line fast local train,occasionally becomes harbor ,halts unexpectedly or Central ,kuch ata pata nahi.These terms and the pun will be relatable to the person who is regular on Mumbai local.

So to the core of this post,since past one year i travelled by local train to reach my work place.Something i never did so often in 26 years of my life as my schooling and higher education place was close to my house.It saved a lot of my time which i royally invested in extra one or two hour sleep in morning.
But traveling everyday by train developed an awareness and lots of learning.
Below is listed down my observations,lessons and joyous memories which i cherish each day now...

8:22 am ki local

Tick Tock..Eye on seconds
Well to catch this train i leave my house exactly between 8:13 to 8:16 on my phone ,advantage of staying close to station which is a blessing i must say as it gives me another opportunity to invest 15 to 20 minutes of extra sleep in morning.

So if i leave at 8:13 i can comfortably walk at times even talk on phone or check out messages.

If i leave at 8:15 i speed up however can reach exactly on time to the first class first ladies compartment  .Occasionally i run to catch the train.

If i leave by 8:16 i generally run until my calf muscles scream especially while ascending the morning mount Everest i.e the bridge.

If i leave by 8:17 i sprint like a professional athlete many a times i am hypoglycemic with all my energy reserves drained.The bridge becomes my endurance test also my capability to dodge and push people ignoring their rants running crazily with excuse me and side please.

Although i gather a lot of companions in this journey.

Beyond this if train is late i get to reach however i have fond memories of leaving my house at 8:18 and yet managing to sneak in the train.

Well this made me realize my potential and the value of seconds.
I rarely miss my train under the most unfavorable circumstances a well.!

The Familiar Un-familiar friends
Some faces in the crowd that i am used to seeing every day become a part of daily commute. Occasionally we smile ,enquire of the train when its late ,like the station master delivers first hand information to us.
Females especially are meticulous observer of dresses and other accessories .Its fun to do so many a times.
Some days when i don't see them i wonder where they are and why are they late.And if they run and catch ,bas ek awaaz ati hai :aaj toh late ho gaya" and no words exchanged!

This relation is uniquely different.When you catch same train from same compartment everyday.

The Spy Eye
Before the train halts in morning i can locate the best seat under the fan where no direct sun rays hit my eyes early morning.Well i am very sun conscious.Although my visual scanning is not at par to what is expected but certainly this is my splinter skill and i am getting better at it each day!
And when the train halts my reflexes turn too quick to jump and get to my only aim of morning time.

Although when train is late or i miss this chance i do settle with whatever little space i get to accommodate my little feet.

The Train Shopping

Its like the favourite time pass in the buzzing hiss of many ladies .Sometimes you can be fortunate to get some very good accessories at a comfortable prize.
For me train shopping is luxury ,like the shop is coming home .

The Statue Status 
Hold yourself for a minute more because next stop is.... and the train will get empty ,well empty means you can move a little more and can get enough space for your two feet to rest and extra air to breathe.
This happens during peak hour of traveling where once you get in to the train you are fixed like an anchor to the harbor until the loose end of station pulls you out.

The Sneak Peak to get out
Getting out of the train is as challenging as getting in to it.It teaches you the most important skill to survive this world and that is 'Move with the Flow' and 'Let it Go'
If you really want to add some fun and adventure to life then in the middle of this flow turn around saying you have to get down at next stop! :D


That's a brief narrative of the adventure of everyday!

-SSW