I Dedicate this to Prasad Kolachana and Kelley Varas; both of you make me feel like a falcon of Gold...... 

    I rise to the crescent moon to the seven stars.

    Beyond history and men,

    Beyond the numbers and words that bind us.

    From the earth

    I rise like a falcon of gold released from a blue egg.

    I fly above and below the great worlds.

    I take the shape of a young boy working.

    I my belly I carry the seed that becomes me.

    Praise the corn that rots and the sedge that rises.

    Praise the emerald heart of earth.

    Praise the coming and going of creatures, the constancy of the world.

    I come from light and to light I return.

    My talons grasp the ring of colors: the gold beak of dawn,

    the blue eyes of day, the deep red blood of dusk.

    I rise .

    In truth I burst on the world like an arrow flung from darkness,

    sparks of fire from my forehead like burning stars streak the sky.

    I gather myself, thought and bone, and burst into flight.

    I soar and know the god who speaks with the voice of flame.

    I am one of the great ones sitting in a field of corn.

    I eat and I am nourished.

    In turn I offer myself, the bread of air, the white spirit of fire.

    I am a falcon of gold.

    I burn with passion and lie still

    I flare and smolder, live and die in a breath.

    I sail on gold wings that fan the breeze.

    I am consumed by fire.

    This is what I am born to:

    To live, to love, to know, to change and embrace the infinite.

    I shall not forget my becoming.

I wanted to post, few of thoughts bothering me throughout this long weekend; certain developments disturbed me so much so that I could not write any.

On this 61st Independence day, everyone either in media or newspapers is questioning the achievements of India. I don’t understand this hoopla because m sure, these buggers don’t have any standing even in their own family. Otherwise, why do we see negative each time, it easy to criticize than take some action. I prefer to write on topics, which are progressive in nature and may do away some ills.

First thing bothering me is Jammu and Kashmir, although I understand there is some problem but don’t know what. Separatist Muslims are demanding freedom from India and inclusion in Pakistan, not backed by any development agendas but solely on religious grounds. Hindus don’t want to let it go, because it’s an integral part and acceding to this demand may mean a series of other similar demands.

Just to conclude, anything which is decided based on some artificial categories are meant to bring more hatred, when categories will divide into more sub-categories. Only thing which can bring glory to humankind is development and being human....be tolerant brothers & sisters. 

Second thing bothering me is “Matribhumi”, a movie by Manish Jha. A futuristic movie on female foeticide made me cry umpteen times. Females are certainly born with more intellect and patience (rarely found in male species). As people have to pay a hefty sum for marrying off their daughters, I understand some of the problem. However it’s more of dowry, poverty, family misconceptions combined with some of the ill traditions, that’s causing much of the damage to females population. In a lighte vein, guys like Ranbeer Kapoor in “Bachna aiye haseeno” are added threat to female’s population; Indian parents are very protective about pre marriage encounters directly linking them to family’s name. We should not distinguish on gender lines; may not serve us well in future. This is another sad movie after Swadesh and Black, which made me cry.

In rural areas, as the number of marriageable women declines, men would tend to marry younger women, leading to a rise in fertility rates and thus a high rate of population growth. The abduction of girls is an associated phenomenon. The Hindustan Times recently reported that young girls from Assam and West Bengal are kidnapped and sold into marriage in neighbouring Haryana.

Please be true to human kind, fear the almighty and protect females.

There are other things bothering me every now and then; let them control my mind or vice versa.

If they overpower me, I will bother you again….till then see you with best of wishes…

Happy Independence day my dear mother India…we love you and we will preserve you.