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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 52

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Now is subjective.

Now is just as much long as much anxiety/ happiness you allow for it.

Waiting for someone/something anxiously makes it long as eternity.
Hours spent with friends, near and dear ones fly like a second.
As you say ‘Now’, it becomes past. The moment is passed. Now is pushed back by new now.

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 50

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 50

freedom 50

Tough challenge this time.

Freedom is when you are not compelled to laugh or applaud the silly joke told by the powerful or successful or…people or your boss.

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A Fortune Teller is sitting with his caged parrot, waiting for the people to come and know their fate.

Whenever someone comes he opens the door, parrot comes out, selects a card, gives it to him and goes inside the cage.

Even if the door is open it never tries to fly away, whats more it closes it itself.

Was it for food, security or it has become habituated to living alone, loving the captivity.

Freedom is dangerous and risky perhaps all pets think. Bondage has its own comfort, security, and convenience once you become accustomed to it.

happy in their shackles
of caste, creed, and community
people never try to break away
as fortune tellers parrot
happy in its captivity
with food shelter and security
never tries to fly away

Reena’s Exploration Challenge -Week 48

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge -Week 48

Today’s challenge is fairly simple.

Just use the given sentence somewhere in your piece – poem, story, anecdote, memory, quotation or anything else. You may choose to just take the theme, and not use the words in your piece.

She walked through fire, but was not burnt by it……

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Whenever mother, reciting Epic Ramayana  in her enchanting way came to this part:

‘She walked through fire but was not burnet by it burned.‘, and thus proved her chastity.

But we never got beyond this.
Other parts were not interesting for me.

We will indulge in argument, no , discussion as we both were on the same side. 

It was hard to  believe that Lord Ram with his perfect, par excellence character, equality and liberalisation for women and in particular his love for Sita could ask her wife to enter the fire to prove her chastity. What more her kidnapping by Ravana was not her fault. Hanuman himself witnessed that she was kept in Ashok Vatika and not in a Palace with The Ravana.
Valmiki’s Ramayana era was also liberal to women, they were portrayed in high esteem, they were free to do what liked even participated in battles with their husbands as was Kaikeyi and others.
We were supposed to believe blindly all mythological ar epics and veda which we could not.
We discussed lots of aspects and came to the conclusion that believe what our heart and mind says is right.
Perhaps some other writers added all this to tarnish Lord Ram’s image. 
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Reena’s Exploration Challenge – Week 47

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exploration challenge 47

(Choose any one quote, choose both or add your own to make sense of it.The format can be  a story/poem/rant/anecdotes/journalistic coverage of events/ reflections/history/geography/memory as usual.  No word or time limits.)

Even a cell matters
When functions well
Life secure
But when it rebels
Life obscure
क्यों बताना पड़ता है हमेशा 
इस  सृष्टि में 
सबकी एक जगह है 
सब की एक अहमियत है 
सबकी एक भूमिका है 
क्यों समझाना पड़ता  है हर बार 
नारी तो 
हमेशा से वहीँ  है 
जहाँ उसे  होना चाहिए 
न नर के आगे न पीछे 
न ऊपर न नीचे 
बस बराबरी में
उसे तो कभी भी महान बनने की चाहत न थी 
नर ही हमेशा  ऊंचा बनने की होड़ में  लगा   रहा 
उसे अपना प्रतिद्वंदी समझ 
नीचे दिखने की कोशिश में लगा रहा 
महान बनने के रास्ते तो और भी थे
जो चले  वो देवता बन गए 
जो नहीं समझ पाए , उन्होंने 
नारी को नीचा  दिखाने की कोशिश में 
खुद से कमजोर जताने  की ख्वाहिश में 
खुद को महान  दिखाने की चाहत में 
उस  पर बलात्कार और जुर्म कर 
खुद को ही नीचा गिरा कर 
उसे स्वतः ही  उपर  उठा दिया 

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 46

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 46

Prompt

nothing changes

 

When I was young
I thought the world will change
the riots will stop
with education
with development 
scientific reasoning
people will become tolerant
more understanding
compassionate
to other religions
there will be liberty to 
to choose partners
Politicians will become more 
honest, loyal to their country and countrymen
less selfish
less arrogant
women will be treated equally
there will be no poverty
we have become more fashionable
more techno savvy
but you can’t change the mentality
of some
who will do anything to get power in their hands
they will go to any extent 
 
Of course, there is a major difference
in attitude
we killed with the stones then
now we kill with the sophisticated weapons.

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 45

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 45

prompt 45

The format can be  a story/poem/rant/anecdotes/journalistic coverage of events/ reflections/history/geography/memory as usual. Pour out, and let it flow unhindered like the rain.


 

Beware of the 

fire of revenge

of a wounded ego

Beware of 

fury of nature

if abused or

misused

or overused

for greed

Beware of 

the fire of hunger

of any kind

Beware 

for they know

no forgiveness

Try to suppress them

they will

hollow you out from inside

like a termite

Fight them

they ruin you

with a vengeance

Just  be aware of them 

and treat 

with the love, care

and understanding

give them what is due 

Or

the result will be

devastating

and all humanity will suffer

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 44- Abstraction

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 44

challenge 44

The format can be a story/poem/rant/anecdotes/journalistic coverage of events/ reflections as usual.

Be straightforward friend
Don’t kill me with your sweetness
Scared of diabetes 
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either you are happy
or sad
show it with full expression
suppression helps you not
only brings depression
you can’t live your life
with ideology alone
enjoy every bit of it
but
in moderation
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हवा में सीलापन सा क्यों है कहीं पे कोई रोया है क्या?

महलों में सब सुविधा पाकर कहीं कोई तो   हँस  ना पाए,

जूठन पाकर झोपड़ीवाला  ख़ुशी के मारे  रोया है क्या?

दिन भर खूब मजूरी की पर  शाम को खाना  घर न आया

बिलख बिलख कर रोते कोई  भूख का मारा  सोया है क्या ?

लालच में वृक्ष काट लिए, बीज कभी भी बोये नहीं

 अब मौसम का रुख देखकर कहीं पर कोई रोया है  क्या?

बेटियां कितनी बलि चढ़ा  दी ,एक बेटे  के लालच में ,

आज उसी बेटी की खातिर किसीका का दिल कहीं  रोया है क्या?

सागर से मिलने वाली  नदियों का जल जब  सूख  गया,

आस लगा कर बैठा सागर,बिलख बिलख कर रोया है क्या?

पापों का लेखा जोखा कर कहीं कोई ग़मगीन हुआ क्या

कहीं कोई शैतान ठिठक कर हँसते हँसते रोया है क्या?

यूं तो कारण बहुत मिले , रोज़ रोज़ हँसने  गाने के

बहलाने को चेहरा छिपाकर, बार बार मुंह धोया है क्या

हवा में सीलापन सा क्यों है ?कही पे कोई रोया है क्या?

~इंदिरा

Translation in English

why breeze is so damp, has someone somewhere cried

some never smile even when they get all the comforts of the world

All the comforts at door, can’t make some smile

Has some poor laughed with a little more than expectation

has someone ever cried regretting no seed was ever sown

those who sacrificed girl fetus to get one son

has some mother ever shed tears remembering that girl

has some mother ever shed tears remembering that girl

has sea sometimes cried and longed for them

when the river water could not reach sea ’cause they dried with our negligence

has sea sometimes cried and longed for them
why breeze is so damp, has someone somewhere cried

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 43- Honour Killing

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Honour Killing

Women carry tradition more fiercely than men,

They cling to it like anything, to please men or their clan, whatever.

Make it a purpose of their life to carry it over the generation to generation.

Well, it’s my opinion. Though things are changing, some villages still carry on with old traditions, at any cost.

After her husband died, she had raised her son with so much difficulty and he paid for her love like this, by marrying a girl from other religion?

Had her son told her beforehand that he was going to marry a girl from other religion, she could have been able to deter him, knowing how strict their clan was. There already were some cases of honor killing.

But, no, he had to come with her after marrying her in some other place.

After her husband died, she had raised him with so much difficulty and he paid for her love like this.

Calmly she had welcomed him, decorated his room, two glasses with milk and that was that. 

She herself dug their grave and buried them.

Now her son can’t leave her, lying calmly in her backyard. No one asked her anything. No police case or inquiry.

The whole village knew but they kept mum.

Wasn’t it for the honour of their society. 

Was it jealousy or love for tradition?  

Marrying a girl from their own religion had been a different thing. 

Then she could have a hold on her DIL, she was afraid of the girl from another religion, she may try to snatch her son with her love.

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 43

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 42- Time

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 42 

 

Time

the most  intriguing part of life

the mute spectator

still being held for 

whatever happens to us.

time is running slow

time is flying by

time is bad

time is good

time to born 

time to die

time, the poor fellow is

always held responsible 

ups and downs

in one’s life

but the beauty of time lies not in

giving too much of your time, or

giving less of your time

but

making a balance

on how you divide, manage and balance your time

otherwise

it can

can make or break your life

 

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 41

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 41

We are dabbling with Erasure Poetry this week – call it White Out or Black Out as you please.

Erasure is a form of found poetry or found object art created by erasing words from an existing text in prose or verse and framing the result on the page as a poem.[1] The results can be allowed to stand in situ or they can be arranged into lines and/or stanzas.

BLUE: The Color Of Longing

The world is blue at its edges 

and in its depths

The blue that gets lost
never travels the 
whole distance
from the sun to us

the blue that got lost
the blue that does not reach us
gives color to the colorless water
purer the water 
the deeper the blue
at the horizon
the blue land
seems to be
dissolving in the blue sky
the blue
at the farthest
reaches of the places
where you see for miles
deeper
dreamier
melancholy blue
the blue 
color of distance
the blue
which does not touch us
does not travel the whole distance
is the beauty of the world
so much of which is 
in the color blue.
blue 
at the far edge 
of
what can be seen
the color of the horizon
of remote mountain ranges
of anything
far away
color of emotion
the color of
solitude and desire
the color
where you can never go
for
the blue is not
at the horizon
but in the atmospheric distance
between you and mountains
the color of
longings
for the distance
you never arrive in,
For the blue world
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

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