On Independence Day- “Arise! O friend!”

from the gravels of the ploughed fields,
through the freshly sown seeds
O! friend,
to rear thou homeland’s
future and destiny…

with courage limitless, dare the soldiers
in meagre resources,grows the farmer
Arise!O! friend
from the particles of the soil
to nurture the values of thy motherland…

in myriad colours of faces and races
under sovereign of God’s grace
lives the fraternity of thy mankind
Come !Rise! from the
ashes of the saluting fighters
to guide the tender minds …

a paradigm of culture, traditions & values,
spread the fragrance of love and brotherhood
through the seven oceans and skies
Rise! dear friend,
above the narrowed walls of hatred and abhorrence
to create an epitome of multitude.

Let the mast fly high
steer through the dark
to let the ensign
with a glorious twinkle…
Sail! through those muddy waters
Rise! from the depths of the ocean of wisdom
to let the world follow,
in such an realm of Utopia
lead my motherland,
O! Comrade ,
Thou! Companion!




Rise , Rise & Rise!

From the gravels of the earth to the surface of the mantle,

Screams and demands every particle of dust,

Enough is enough!

Stop the turmoil and killings

That spreads throughout the air of pollution,

Hovering over the intoxicated breath

Of men,women and children,

crushing the delicate shrubs of innocence

What is this mayhem for!

Halt for a moment! Think !

does your heart really wants this?

close your eyes,feel the terror…

That which appears in a dying man feeble,

War, violence and royal feuds,

Wake up people! Wake up nations!

Is this a place which you have dreamt for ever!

Weapons, explosions have deafen the ears

atrocities of bloodshed …contaminate the


Awaken O! humans,

who slumber through the life

…in despair,

Kindle a flame in every heart of the sphere

sing and march against the deathly obscure

Rise, Rise , & Rise

It’s the Sunrise,

Let the golden rays dawn on earth

with a new hope and conviction,

Be humans!

O! inhuman souls …

The world awaits you… in despair.


When the auburn setting sun fainted

I dipped in the shades of reminiscences

flew the sprightly dancing birds

Migrating back to the home of their old ancestral…

Unlike the human who leaves

ne’er turns and looks back

The scent of the nostalgic dust

Of thy motherland

although when  fills the nostril

of the wetted eye…

How hath the colour changed  of the sky

I watch the clouds move

from the place where I once dwelt

to  newer horizon…

long  years  ripens the hair

white silver streak visible

yet awaits the native soil

re tread of the same feet

which has lost the path

under the blue firmament.


Book Launch – “Suroor of the Soul”

As the year 2013 wraps itself in the memories of the events that occurred during the whole year and gets in the celebration mood of CHRISTMAS in few days from now, I have a news to share with all of you.

The most awaited moment is here,the launch of our poetry book  ,  ” Suroor of the Soul” at India International Centre,Delhi on 21st Dec 2013.All are cordially invited to grace the occasion and be a part of the wonderful journey.


It has not been long since “Suroor ” was published on Amazon and received a wide and touching response from everyone who has read the book. The thought behind “Suroor ” was intense and it delved deep into insights regarding the journey of a soul which wanders on earth in search of true happiness.

We all are such souls,seeking happiness in every dream,ambition and path of life ,yet we fail to experience the true feeling of it.This book dwells in such a voyage through a poetic form reflecting the real experiences of human on earth.

You can visit the website of “Suroor of the Soul” to read more about the reviews,interviews and updates regarding the topic which we  think has endless and limitless expeditions.

Also you can get updated and join through the FB page  “Suroor of the Soul”

With Best Wishes,

Soumya and Shaheen


For what I sought ,

for what I fought in the lone desert

for a drop of water

to quench people’s desire…

I stood there under the vast expanse of corruption,

slit where the throats and stabbed the back

by prejudice

in hands of the ruthless,greedy hunters…

squeezed who every drip of life

from the naked workers

piling their own baggages

with sin and mint as treasure!

Shall there be a rising sun,

who will glow as a stellar

His hands shall uplift the weaker

he who shall create a history of revolution

in the free air of freedom…

 eradicating  the dreadful fears…

whose noble thoughts will wipe the depravity…

when once again my land will shine

as the golden bird of destiny!


The “Reach” which touches or the “Touch” which reaches?

Ever thought is it the Reach to thousands of people all around the globe that touches them,or is it the Touch which they feel ,makes my verses on my blog accessible?

The long journey ,an interesting one ,it has been on WordPress,since the time I started writing here.

As I have a look at my stats today, I see more than 70,000 views from all over the world . Readers have been here leaving their love and encouragement in form of comments which cross over 13,000 .

People from over  200 countries have visited my blog and it amazes me how we all get connected through this beautiful realm of expressions!

What is it that attracts or pulls?

The words,the poems, my thoughts,the colourful themes…

No, I think its the journey of my learning rather their own where I have got connected to everyone refining me more and more.

Today as the book”Suroor of the Soul” resonates with the audience from varied class,profession,age and gender.

I know its all destined and was!

For now,read the beautiful thought shared by  Uzoma from 85 degress,who is  very well known to us,about the book. http://wp.me/p2KNt5-m2

He includes a small interview of my views and perception too in this link! http://wp.me/p2KNt5-mk

Thank you everyone who has been here and has encouraged,inspired and motivated me to write more and more.


Best wishes,



HI ! Everyone!

As all are aware that I was on a vacation to my homeland,I would like to share with you few captured moments of a trip to Goa.

Goa is an exotic land of beaches,green pastures,resorts,discotheques and casinos!

What fascinates me is the beauty that lies in the waters and the landscape .

Have a look and enjoy!

Our place of stay!
Our place of stay!
droplets of water!
droplets of water!

There were numerous temples in the area which to my surprise were really beautiful and sculptured finely.

a local temple
a local temple
Another temple of Lord Ganesh
Another temple of Lord Ganesh
sparkling abode of the Lord
sparkling abode of the Lord

Beaches of Goa hold a special place in everyone’s heart. You cannot count on fingertips the number beaches that it proudly possesses. Even though we could not cover the whole series,many of the important were visited.

Anjuna beach
Anjuna beach
Vagator beach
Vagator beach
Beside Taj Aguada
Beside Taj Aguada
Sequiem beach
Sequiem beach


the glow of the skyline!
the glow of the skyline!

Authentic seafood is one of the best that we can relish here.

The stay at Goa was a refreshing one and my kids enjoyed the trip as well.

My elder one!
my lil one!
my lil one!


Silver shimmery bathed the earth
the full moon smiled
cascading luminous waves
with the advent of  night...

Riding on the chariot incandescent,
 embezzling arrives 
  the crescent enchant
in search of  the Goddess Nox
through the tresses  of dark,
runs he, fingers white and soft,
reaching dense forests
looking for his lady charm!

magically the spell begins
the blind breeze  gets entranced in love,
it blows everywhere
as the zephyr becomes redolent!

Gazes the moon at the resplendent beauty 
as a maddened lover in reverie,
brilliant aptness of amor stands,
as the Taj Mahal on Indian sands!



Centuries ago, Jahangir, the then Mughal Emperor of India had introduced the system of “RING THE BELL” for those who awaited justice.A huge bell was hung just outside his palace and anyone who wished to have justice could directly approach the king by banging this bell at any hour of the day, which was known as “BELL OF JUSTICE”.

Today, where we live in a time of advanced technology which have enhanced our standard way of living and has added a new dimension of communication, we still find the need to have such a system of the Bell of justice., the sound of whose shall reopen the eyes of the existing government, the citizens of our country and the public who are a part of the system in some way or the other.

Globally we stand at a place where the world now looks onto us with respect in terms of science, development and economics as a future upcoming developing country.

West has always looked onto us for spiritualism since ages and presently for the opportunities that exist in our country to enhance and flourish their businesses.

Spiritualism which originated long back and is deep rooted in the soil of India considers every religion to be same and every person to be treated equally.Hinduism is a part of this spiritualism, which says there are 84 million gods and goddesses existing in our universe and all of them are revered and worshiped.

With the advent of modern age, our country grew in terms of economics and technologies, but simultaneously got very much influenced by the trend and life of the western countries.

As any culture has its pros and cons, the bad effects got their way too fast than anything else.

Today when we hold a newspaper in hand on an early morning, there are cases of rape, violence, molestation and injustice towards women, which has become a very normal scenario.

The fast changing trends of the Indian films, the overexposure of the vulgar erotic songs to the young kids have definitely influenced them very badly. The availability of hundreds of channels on television from all over the world through 24×7 caters to the young minds the seeds of unwanted entertainment and illicit information.

There is no limit to the exposure and no strings attached to its use.

The parental controls which can be incorporated for this is hardly known to 50% of parents who are still illiterate and unaware of such technology or those who know about it hardly care to implement it.

Result is a generation which is having free access to the dirtiest of expressions shown on television or internet.

The modern technology has provided with  computers,internet,laptops,tablets,mobiles with all the advanced features I pads to name a few to everyone where the youngsters literally live in a virtual world created by their circle and the sites they interact on, taking them faraway from reality.

A fast way of getting interacted anywhere with anyone, the instant fame which an obscene photo can bring if uploaded on any social media site can lure the child, a teenager ,a person of weak stature to do all the things which can harm, detriment or hamper anyone’s life in future.

Pedophiles are commonly heard of on several internet sites where the sick minded people lure and trap the children who fall prey to them easily. If such people get access to personal information and get personal access to the children, there can be a hundreds of cases of child rape, molestation and victims still shall remain quite in fear of getting defamed or abused more.

Parents in the race of living a luxurious life and in order to provide everything to their children are racing with time and working leaving their children alone at the hands of house maids or servants, both of who can never be trustworthy.

There have been innumerable cases of child abuse in such conditions and the children now grown up still bear the grunt inside them.

An easily catered sites of porn have filthed the minds of people who till today were struggling for survival, now they struggle for lust and desire.

Their object is to find someone to be able to fulfill their want on whom they can show the power they have, even a frustrated worker or a vegetable vendor, a businessman, or an executive anyone can be the source of molesting a girl, child, woman anywhere within our home, within family, in a circle of friends or at workplace, on road, in public transport or anywhere.

We can check the criminal minds of the grown up individuals by implementing strict laws for such actions of disaster, which can at least infuse some sort of fear and consciousness in them before thinking of doing any heinous act.

For the young minds who are growing and who soon shall be the 75%part of India need to guided, supported with love and cooperation.

 Every small change begins at home and so shall this one.

A home where a wife is respected, a sister is loved and regarded can bring up a young man who knows how to respect women.

Indian system has been patriarchal since ages leading to the dominance of men and the submissive behavior of women in our society. When such things don’t happen in real life anywhere else, the patriarchal minds which have seen this since their childhood tend to deny the power or position of women openly. They try to defame the woman or use derogatory words, more over stalk them or even molest them just to justify that men are the supreme dominant persons of the society and a woman needs to think and accept this truth. Anyone who goes against this idea or who opposes such dominance is then a prey to the killers of humanity.

I strongly believe we as mothers can inculcate in our children this sense of respect for women from childhood. They should be taught to be a part of work at home and should be asked to help in each and everything that a man feels isn’t his work.

Children should know the value of a person as a human being and not by his /her status, gender or position.

A sense of tolerance and patience should be tried to instill in their hearts.

Recently I came across an organization called “MARD” which is a group involved in creating awareness amongst people against such crimes. Such initiatives should be taken at every level of a state, city, town or an area.

Small group of friends too can start the noble cause when they see any woman getting oppressed or troubled, they should raise a voice or protest there to silence the criminal bent of mind.

I too am involved with such an initiative called “VOICES OF DAMINI”, where anyone can share his /her views and voice the opinion about such incidents from their respective areas or experiences  to create awareness through  the pen.

For pen is considered to be mightier than the sword, I too try to ink my thoughts with the same fervor which can in some way touch the hearts.


An ideal example is the best when you yourself apply it to your life.

I being a mother of two fears the existing society and hate seeing my children exposed to such terror and wrath.

I want my son to be compassionate and practical, dynamic to speak for anyone who is oppressed and stand for the weaker one. I wish my daughter too becomes stronger as my son so to be able to deal with every situation of life fearlessly and cleverly. She should remain alert and be communicative with her family in future.

A drop in the ocean, my words and thoughts shall get dissolved in the gigantic initiative, yet I shall remain proud that I tried my best to create awareness and prevent such crimes by my words and my actions.



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It was the season of roses, the queen of flowers then in April.

Having put up at the local tourist rest house, which was situated amidst the dense forest of fir trees, I along with my parents stayed there for months.

Every evening I walked through the paths that had the brownish color peeping through the greens, which proved that was the usual trail used by the local people there.

It was known to go inside the woods through the slopes was equally confusing and dangerous as the path could lead anywhere and there were umpteen ways ahead as we go deeper inside.

One evening I and my brother who is younger to me went for such an adventurous trip without informing my parents. We started with a nearby path and went on, enjoying the melody of cuckoos and songs of other birds .While walking we loved the small shrubs beside the path dangling with tiny flowers and even collected some fir cones to be displayed ,when we came back.

Lost in the charm of the elegant trees and the fresh air, we soon realized it was almost sunset and we still were far away from the main road. We didn’t have the idea of where this path was leading us to, so we continued walking swiftly.

It became dark in a while and we were amidst the dense woods.

Those days mobile phones weren’t launched in India nor had we heard of any such thing that existed.

So there wasn’t any question of GPS or SMS or calling up anyone for guidance. Afraid of the abuses that we would be getting for going alone in such a new place and that too within the forest was really making us cry.

Still I had to remain calm and composed to give confidence to my brother and with intuition we kept on choosing the ways, to ultimately reach another end of the hillside on the main road.

Sense of direction helped us to know where we must be and we headed towards our destination.

Those times when there were no gadgets available human mind was used more properly and efficiently. Our IQ levels weren’t as bad as they are now today.

We reached back an hour late and it was almost 7pm, pitch dark then.

Without creating any panic we entered the premises normally so that no could guess the fearful yet interesting adventure we went through  and we managed to save our skin.


To be contd…




For those who missed :the first part- http://wp.me/p1Zs7k-1sZ