Happiness Always#Baba Leelalu

I heard a story that taught me great moral Though it doesn’t include great characters Though it doesn’t include great screenplay Though it doesn’t include gorgeous costumes It is about a spiritualist named Dasagunu, A disciple of Shirdi Sai Jagadguru to the ardent devotees Dasagunu sought knowledge about Eeshavyashopanishad a great book of spirituality He discussed with scholars He didn’t get what he wanted to know about His Guru Shiridi Sai read his students mind…

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Victory of Good over Evil

 It is celebrated  On the occasion Killing of Mahishasura by Devi Chamundeshwari  And the effigy of Demon will be burnt  It is celebrated As victory of Rama over Ravana  As a remembrance of Arjuna’s killing of Kuru warriors For Goddess Saraswati, for art, culture, knowledge It is meant to worship the weapons For killing of Evil For smooth functioning of all professions It is treated as a start to Diwali celebrations  And the wealthGoddess Lakshmi…

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My Baby#Moon Mama

When my baby is crying I sensed his hungry-ness I tried to feed him butter rice He turned his face away cutely to the left I went left He turned his face cutely to the right I went right He turned around I lift him in one hand, with the bowl in another He leaned over me and hid over my shoulder When I am brooding in disappointment A white bright slender moon ray stroke…

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End of the day is good

I tried meditation Maybe my day dreaming Maybe my illusion or hallucination I saw myself on a time machine It sped fast the phases of my life There were achievements that I celebrated There were failures too I learned from My graph was like a Sine wave The ups and downs are equally scattered There were a few spikes  Some ridges too I was wondering standing in the machine Why am I beating myself taking…

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Mobile Mania#Kids

       I requested my daughter to eat something She agreed only if she is allowed to use cellphone while I feed her I begged my daughter to take bath  She said okay only if she is allowed to play with the mobile after Even to the bathroom sometimes I grabbed her to make her hair  She nodded on the bargain that she is provided with YouTube comedies  I thought of buying her a new dress…

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Helplessness

         You get caught up in a situation like You are helpless completely However cautious you are However strong you wish the opposite Like a fish fell over the bank Like a rat drowned in the tank Like a cheese spread under the bread Like a neck stuck in a  noose  You can’t do anything  You can’t think something You can’t spell aloud a thing You can’t cry at least as the least thing Except…

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She as a Father’s daughter

Gone are the days daughters died unborn Gone are the days daughters made house maids Gone are the times daughters are sold on the name of kanyadanam Gone are the times daughters are knotted as sheep’s in the market Now are the days daughters are father’s most loved Now are the days puja’s made for daughter to be born Now are the times daughters run big establishments Now are the days daughters have a say…

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My prayers # 6 ( Be a guest in the past)

On a cloudy dark dayPast the late eveningBefore the midnightThe thunders bolting at their highestHell like lighting is striking out sideAs ifThe Overwhelmed sky is crashing into streaksAnd roaring to gulp the feeble earth into the stormThe treedom is waving vehementlyCarrying the devilish windAnd helpless to face the catastrophe I am stretched on bed lifelesslyTrembling to the ghostly sounds over the roofI see the dark emptinessThough my eyes are wide opened outMy dreadful thoughts ran…

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Father of Nation

I am not saying again and again about an unknown person I am remembering again and again the icon the world known I say again and again  What the world says That: He is an inspiration book He is a history book He is a political book He is a book of personality development  I say again and again  What the world says That: He questioned the racism as one of its victims He lead…

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In the woods

Morning Morning Twilight Morning A bamboo cottage Far from the footage A channel in the runnage Dashing the boulders  Pushing the pebbles Sitting on the rock Surrounding the grass Birds chirps Water-falls jigs When the Sun strikes the ray’s over the cheeks Then the Tea cup spikes the foam over the face What do you think the tranquility more than that Yes Yes I saw a painting like that Such a lovely-lively thing I felt…

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