The Benevolent Cloud...

"Like A Shadow, Follows My Egoistic Mind,

Playing Hide & Seek With My Inherent Complexes,

Persuading All My Senses, Gradually But Deliberately,

But I Sip Down The Bitterness Of That Irish Coffee

Keeping Me Numb In The Shady Town Of Fort Kochi

As I Lean On, I Could See The Salty Dark Blue Cloud,

Smiling At Me In Utter Benevolence..."

My Lost Insight...

I Lost My Cherished Insight,

In The Dawning Hour of Foretime,

Wading Towards My Destination
As the Burning Headlights Make Me Blind

The Boisterous Breeze Chilled My Soul,

Where the Solemn Orisons Were Unheard,

On the Sinuous Black Rendezvous

And Then Searching Became My Hobby.

The Memorial Scrapbook Lay Shattered,

Humbly Grinning At My Habitual Laxity,

Found Behind the Shady Wooden Door Once,

Where I Grow To Challenge My Providence

Now Lost Forever, My Cherished Insight,

In The Dawning Hour of Foretime,

Wading Towards My Destination
As the Burning Headlights Make Me Blind...

I Am Neither A Feminist Nor A Male Chauvinist...

On gender agitation and societal imbalance.

What is wrong in saying that I live in a society, full of gender agitation.  It’s rather a tongue in cheek that the nation, Mother India, though named matriarchal, the administration and the ministry is patriarchal, and overall the law and order is biased on a matriarchal level. Thus we don’t follow a steady path, but a zigzag path superficially believed to be a straight one. Here in one of the most Woman Unsafe nations, the respective gender can be that powerful that they can allegedly bring the opposite gender before the jury box. There are ample exemplars to substantiate that anybody from the men folk can be beaten up by the mob or can be dragged so called legally, based on some petty grounds or false assertions (not always) imposed on them by the women folk. The reasons can extend from mere prejudices to utter revenge.