Rashmi Trivedi's Blog, page 4

WOMAN , EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE!

I sometimes wonder, when we were in the womb of our mothers, did we also worry then?God, will my mother have an easy birth? Will the elder sibling feel jealous and left out? Will my granny be happy that a female child is born? There can be numerous questions worrying that small head of  a baby girl, but we have no means to know.What we do know is that ever since her birth, in  all her various roles as a daughter, sister, girl friend, wife  mother, a woman has a habit of worrying. No, not for herself  but mainly for others. For all the people she holds dear.Of course there are always exceptions to the rule, but here we are discussing the general disposition of a woman. An ordinary woman like you and me.  A woman with a worrying mind, a sensitive heart and a beautiful soul.
Worry  they say, robs today of its joy. Worrying they say, is like sitting on a rocking chair which gives you something to do but doesn't get you anywhere. But tell me, who doesn't like sitting on a rocking chair? Knowing very well that it won't lead us anywhere, we still rock ourselves. Don't we? So is the case with worry. Of course it's an ideal situation if you don't worry at all. If you are always positive and brimming with self confidence. With not even the slightest hint of a dark cloud hovering on the horizon. Then I would say you are very lucky. More power to you. I wish I was like you. But I am not and so are many woman out there who are constantly worrying about one thing or the other.
To them I say...Go ahead woman, worry. Worry for that exam next day,  worry what to wear for the party next week, worry about the weight you have gained around your middle, worry for your husband's increment that you so are so eagerly waiting for, worry for that promotion you so deserve, worry for your sons project at school,  worry about your pet that you left behind on vacation, worry whether your maid will turn up tomorrow when you have guests for dinner......worry for all this and more!!!
Worry your pretty head, if you may. But while worrying, just remember one sentence. The one sentence that gives me faith to carry one, the one sentence that puts everything in the right perspective the one sentence that negates all the worrying and is the essence of it all..
"WOMAN, EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE”

LOVE AT THAT FIRST SIGHT

Her face was unspoiled by beauty
Tresses like dark clouds haloed around
Her eyes honest and sincere
Concealed a mystery profound

Her gaze looked through my soul
My darkest secrets lay bare
Naked I felt before her
For eternity I just stood there

Its true she was no beauty
No poet would ever sing her praise
But there was some charisma about her
An epitome of poise and grace

She was as fresh as dew on the green leaf
As soft as the suns first ray
As sweet as the nectar in the flower
My heart at her feet now lay

I know not if I will ever know her
Or in my arms will I ever hold
I know not if we have a tomorrow together
Or it will remain my story untold

But I know I want her by my side
To hold her, to touch, to caress
This enigma that is now before me
For all my life I want to possess

What's this thirst that I can't quench
What's this yearning that won't go away
What's this fire that is all consuming
Is it love that's finally come my way?

TOGETHER WE ARE COMPLETE

She is all that I am not
Together we are Complete.
She's the moon that shines bright
me the dark night where we meet.
She is the cool breeze that rustles the leaves
me the tree that sways.
She the soft drops of seasons first shower
Me the child that plays
She is the dazzling summer sun
Me that sunflower that will bloom
She is happiness personified
Me the epitome of gloom.
She the river that rushes through
me the deep blue sea.
She as stable as the rocky hill
me like a bird, am free.
She is a beautiful nightingales song
A melody heart achingly sweet
me the rhythm all gone wrong
of a ballad incomplete.
She is all that I am not
Together we are complete.
God had plans for us to be one
Two hearts with the same heartbeat.

 

THE GIRL CHILD

They all decided to kill her
and she had yet to take her first breath
for she was guilty of being a girl 
so they sentenced her to deathBut luck was on her side 
It’s too late, the doctor said
they took it in their stride
Deciding to let her live instead.This is how she came to this world
God and luck had to play a part
but with time everything changed 
with her innocent smile she won their heartOur little girl happily blossomed
in all their love and affection
Things were fine until the day
her brother came to get all attentionEveryone doted on him
and he was spoilt rotten
He got the best toys and games
While she was always forgottenOur girl accepted the new equation 
that she was less than her brother 
but with her grit and determination 
she marched ahead without any bother.She passed school in flying colours 
and wanted to study to be a doctor 
but brother education was more important 
Her ambition remained a mirage and mocked her.In the college too she excelled
but before she could wear the graduation gown
she was by her family compelled 
To get married and settle downSo our not so little girl now 
had her own family to look after
she charmed her way in their hearts too
Her home reverberated with love and laughterSoon there was good news in family
A flower was about to bloom
though it made her look ungainly
She fell in love with bud in her wombMother in law was over the moon
the father in law too was the same
an heir was to be born soon
He will carry on the family nameI will play cricket and football with my son
Proud would be father let everyone know
He will be an engineer and join my business 
my footsteps my son will followHer heart was filled with dread
when all their plans she did hear.
What if it’s a girl instead?
Her doubt she had to clearOh no, the first born cannot be a girl
They all very clearly said
Daughter after the son is all right
After all, we are broad mindedSo if it's a girl you have to get rid
before it's too late to do so.
First born a daughter, we forbid
this we would like you to know.Hearing this the would be mother 
Felt a rage fierce and wild
How can I with my own hands smother
the life out of my child?As a daughter, sister and wife
Hundreds compromises I did make
but for once for my unborn child
the entire world I will forsakeMy child is my flesh and blood
whatever be its gender
Nine months in my womb I will carry
to your pressure I will not surrender.And because you cannot understand this
nothing from you I do expect
and I cannot live in a family
where for a woman there is no respectYou call her Durga, Kali and Laxmi
You give her a revered name
but if she is born in your family 
why does she bring you shame?Girl or a boy is mine to keep now
in my child you have no more stake
I refuse even to find out the sex
this decision is entirely mine to makeWith her head held high she walked out of house
Leaving all that was hers, behind
The child in the womb she did take with her
And the new found purpose in her mind.
  

A POCKETFUL OF HAPPINESS

Stars in my eyes and sun in my hair
I fly, I waltz, I smile with no care.
The birds are singing a melody so sweet
I can sense their mood, its so upbeat.The winds hug me tight and won't let me go
It messes my hair in a playful mood, i know.
The trees are dancing to a half forgotten tune
"Its spring", they say, but how come so soon?There's a rainbow in sky thats only for me
The clouds laugh, as I dance with glee.
The mood is so festive, its hard to believe
Everyone's so happy and its not even Christmas eveWho could have filled so much happiness in me?
Wondering and beaming I can only think of thee.
I put my hands in my pocket and what do I see?
A pocketful of happiness you had left there for me.

GO FLY!!

Want to have your feet on the ground? Go Fly. Life is pulling you down? Go fly!"Are you out of your mind?" You have all the liberty to ask. Please give me a chance to explain my point of view. "Point of view " is what it is all about.Well, if you feel the need of having your feet firmly on ground, means you have arrived in life. You must have achieved your dreams and then you start feeling as if you are suddenly floating in the air. Understanding fully well, how fleeting and transitory things are, you tell yourself," I can't let success go to my head, I have to have my feet firmly on ground."Let us imagine another scenario. Life has been tough and you feel nothing is going right for you. You have issues with friends, family, your bosses and in general with life. The chip on your shoulders is getting heavier by the dayMy solution for both the cases-Go fly!!"Fly? Huh? Certainly one can't grow wings overnight. And what's so special about flying on an airplane, anyway? We have been doing that since ages. So what will I achieve by flying?."You will, you will. You need to fly with open eyes and an open mind, and ask for a window seat, please.As the plane takes off, look at the city beneath. The tall skyscrapers gradually starts shrinking and they start looking like your Child’s toy. Very soon, they are just tiny dots in the entire canvas. The same way, all your troubles will become insignificant, once you just change your horizon. You just need to Look down on your problems from above. Just ask yourself, will I remember this fight with my wife, the next month? Will my child's marks matter the next year? Will this increment make such a difference to me five years hence.? When you change the horizon of time, they will cease to be as scary and stressful.Just look down from above. There goes your problems and worries.As your plane cruises along the amongst the clouds, you are technically not on the earth. But even in your absence, heavens have not fallen. Even in your absence, the earth will take 24 hrs for a rotation and the sun will always rise from the east. If you had any feeling of being Atlas and that the Earth rested on your shoulders, you can safely let it go. See, you are flying in the air but the dooms day has not arrived. So let go of all the self importance you always carried as an extra baggage. Life would become so much easier.Take another look. The city which is actually a giant looks like a dwarf. Millions of tiny dots, those dots are building, every building has many flats, every flats have on an average 3 to 4 people. You can't even see them even if they stood on the rooftops. How insignificant people are!!! They are mere specks , tiny, insignificant little specks in the whole universe .And what big egos these specks carry!!There you are, I am sure your feet will be firmly on the ground, once you understand how insignificant you are in the vast canvas called universe.So next time, you are feeling low, or you need to be brought down to earth. Just Fly. No, you need not buy that expensive ticket , you need not board that plane at all. Now you know the trick. Just let your mind do that flying. There is no limit to where you can go. Soar high, fly ,but keep your eyes on the ground. When you come back, I promise you , you will have the perfect balance, your feet on the ground and your spirits soaring high.

A MOUNTAIN'S PERSON..THATS ME

A misty morning on a hillside,
I smile and push the blankets away.
The dawn is just breaking 
Morning is tip toeing softly to lay a claim on the day
Holding my breath I move towards the balcony,
opening my eyes in anticipation of the sight,
sight of the sun kissed mountain touches me
With its ethereal beauty and majestic mightIts always been love at first sight,
Though falling in love was never my intention
Its a bond that has no reason..no logic
Its a pull that's beyond comprehensionI was never a daughter of the mountain
Nor a bride of the hill
But they are a part of my life
And till my grave, they willI can pass my days looking at them
Day in and day out
Their silence speaks to me
Love is what its all aboutThey stand a mute witness in history
To dynasties rising and falling
They have seen heroism and treachery
In their laps many a men found their callingNow as i look at them
I am very sure that they know me
There she is, in this life too , they think
Starting at us unashamedlyFor ever since my birth in this universe
I am bound in love, never to be free
I love their strength,their silence, their serenity
Yes....a mountain's person....that's me..

STRESS FREE SUNDAYS

The alarm doesn't ring
Its the noon sun that wakes you
The tea is sipped with half closed eyes
With a favorite biscuit or twoYou slip back between the sheets
For another short nap till brunch
But you do devour the paper before
And have a little something to munchBreakfast in bed was the cliche
brunch in bed is the new in
With a tall glass of wine you plan
A beautiful day which is yet to beginThe weekdays are for work
A man has to earn his bread!
But this day is for pure leisure
For family, friends and lazing in bedAs the sun goes down to sleep
You dress for the party in town
Or the movie in theater perhaps
Where all your worries you drownYou have to recharge you batteries
For the demanding week ahead
Its only the sundays that you live
Other days you are dead...