Inner Voice

RELATIONSHIPS

Life is beautiful , it blesses us with relationships.
We grow under the shades of family
and share a great belonging with each other.
We are born to a women who becomes our mother
She feeds us, even when we are yet to see the world,
She undergoes unbearable pain while giving us birth,
Our sole existance in this world is because of her,
She spends sleepless nights in changing our diapers,
She tought us, to utter the first word from our tongue,
And graduates us from crawling to the first step,
Her eyes twinkle after seeing our smile.
We have a father, who gives us a name,
He mounts us on his shoulders,
Holds our finger and guides us to the world,
He cuts his expenses,sheds his choices,
To provide us, the best he can afford.
Amazing ! he never counts what he gives.
We have siblings, and are brought up together,
They are first friends of our life,
If we fight with our friends ,we are never friends again
But when we fight with our siblings, we are always siblings.
We have a brother with whom we play,
share eatables and face scarecity.
We have a sister ,
Who have unshaken faith,
They tie thread of trust on a wrist,
With a belief that he will be with them in thick and thins,
They cook food, grooms the room and wash your stinking socks,
They fight with soft heart with just love inside.
But where do all these people go with the time.
Is there anyone who could take there place ?
Does anyone deserve priority over them ?
When you read these lines, go to mirror and stare in your eyes,
And ask yourself a question,
Have i done justice to all of them….?
You have to fight an internal war to get a true answer,
You will start justifing yourself, but would never confess….!!
If this is the state ,then stop looking into the mirror for just appriciating your looks.
Time never changes ,it is we who always try to get ahead of it…!!

TISHA SINGH BANDRAL
JAMMU UNIVERSITY (RESEARCH SCHOLAR)
COMMERCE DEPARTMENT

Thoughts unbound

It began where the rainbow ended,
And lasted till the middle of nowhere.
Of its mystique aloof existence,
The only amulet was air.
A transient bend of thoughts,
Left me sunk in its charisma.
Only me and my shadow stood there,
Enthralled in thaumaturgical aroma.
Those beautiful-occult raspberries,
Peaking through unfurled leaves.
Those umpteen lilac blossoms,
Whom the janitor soil weaves.
Seven steps forward,
And seven steps right.
Now there I stood,
Drenched in divine…

Medhavi Sharma
Udhampur

LET ME GUESS……..

Let me guess, what the time ahead?
Is the world be a heaven or a mess?
People are becoming rude and selfish
Even they are breaking relationships.
Trust is losing its way
O, what should I pray?
Love eternity and kindness where shall all this lie?
Please show me the way or I will die..
Murderers and kidnappers are growing day by day…
But the elected Government is losing my faith…
O, God, Tell me what the world ahead?
Is the world be a heaven or a mess?

Mishika Gupta,
Kotwal National Institute
of Teaching

e-mail: innervoice@dailyexcelsior.com

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