Note from my Son

Father’s day today. We all love our father. Regardless how they are. Many father son relationship are rocky. At the end of the day we do love our father. They have a strange bond, one cannot explain. We need to feel it. Today, myself and my lovely wife clearing my son’s last year school folder. She came across the following note, I would like to share here.

He is thirteen. I know his handwriting is horrendous. LOL. I am very proud that he sees what I never thought I am delivering it to him. The mistakes my parents did and I struggled to adapt may be helping me to be a good father. Here he says, I am important for him because of the life lessons I give. I am not sure what I have conveyed made him to think this way. As a father, I am blessed to see this. He also sees his mother as a person to share his emotions. As a mother, she should be proud of this acknowledgement from her son. I pray we all stay the same as we are now. This dynamic is important and I couldn’t keep this to me. Will be selfish not to share his thoughts here on Father’s day.

As an adult we may not find positive notions. I see my son is teaching me a bigger lesson here. He is saying that his brother makes him laugh at times when he is mad at him. How many times we can practice this as an adult to manage emotions when someone is mad at us?

This is the best Father’s day I have experienced so far. Many reasons. This note we discovered from a pile of his work is a sweet surprise for me. This is not something he wrote for father’s day, he doesn’t even know we got this note today. This note will stay in my heart on a very special place. This could be a project in school where they asked him to write about special people in his life. What touched me the most is why I am important to him. Most of the time, I see kids write their father plays with him, take to movies etc. This is sweet. Really sweet.

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Two Announcements- Very Excited

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Onewhohatedbooks blog is growing. I am excited to announce that we will be hosting guest bloggers very soon. I am happy that this venue is growing. First post by guest blogger will be on Fathers day June 21.

We are also launching our Youtube channel on the same day. Just like blogs here, you will be able to see variety of thoughts and poems. Please tune to the channel on June 21st if possible. To see book trailer for Droplets.

I cannot say how much I am excited and which all venues are opening up for me these days. I hope I can connect with each one of you through many mode of mediums.

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Only Shadow Stayed with me ! – A Poem

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Forgot to smile with life

Eyes don’t have tears left

Mind kept throbbing inside

Trying to convey in vain

Death came closer as I feel

Only shadow stayed with me

Kept creeping in to my soul

Even dreams saying bid to me

Wandered alone up and down

In lonely streets of life, I know

Days turned to dark nights

Only shadow stayed with me

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Feet felt cold when I start walking

Rain drops fall to write stories

The footprints imprint I saw

Get washed away in rain as I create

One life not enough to learn mysteries

Only shadow stayed with me

Mind burn in fire leaving pain

Looking up skies move farther

Who will give wings to reach high

Just like arrows pain strike the heart

Hoping to bloom like a flower again

Only shadow stayed with me

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Money and Respect with Fame= Happiness?

The heading is not mine. I took that out from Sushant Singh Rajput’s words. The myth we as youngsters believed. I also fell for it for a long period of time during my college days. Our society we grow up in India for many reasons believe this. I don’t blame them. Those who grow up in poverty, they only see the glamour of rich people. For them the life they see outside is always happiness. How they attain is what they don’t have- Money.

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Parents who suffered during their childhood always thought, money is earned by becoming a doctor or an engineer. For them it is the truth. Those who were doing other jobs are not meeting their basic needs. Plumbers, electricians, Rickshaw drivers all struggled to provide food for their family daily. Can we really blame them? No. But what we can do now is to change the society to think differently. Past what our parents went through, for them it is right. They did what they did. Now it is our turn to change and adapt to save our kids.

The new generation like us, we need to be the force of change. Yet, I see people like Sushant struggled. We need to learn from his struggles and be the part to educate our society to think differently. When we run around to push our kids to see only through our eyes, we are making mistakes. We should let them see the world from their eyes. Give them the freedom of thinking. Let them do what they are best at. Don’t push them to do what they don’t believe in. Let them fail, so they will stand up and walk forward. Let them make mistakes, so they can correct themselves. Don’t falter them when they don’t excel in something, Guide them.

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The kids who are forced to groom by others dreams always crumble when life takes a turn. They never acted themselves. They always moved according to an authoritative figures instructions. Could be a parent, or a teacher. They live in this bubble of insecurities. Once it is gone, they take shelter in suicide. Sad, but truth.

Only solution I see here is to deviate our traditional thoughts on success. No job out there has more status than any others. All job is needed for the society and respect the person. Do not give more respect to a doctor or engineer compared to a cleaner. They all are needed for the well being of human race. Money should be never a factor for happiness. Pay the people who did the job. Do not DE-value the work they did. Doctors don’t need extra pay other than their salary. Stop giving them extra fees and make that gap of poverty even more higher. Stop paying bribes to certain officers. Think differently. You be the movement. Save our future.

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Human Mind- Hackable?

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Human mind- no one know where is it or what is it? Yet, We all speak about our minds. When we think, we can feel in our brains a machine is running. Is that our mind? When we think sometimes our heart feels heavy. Is that our mind? When we love, we feel energy flowing between ourselves. Is that our mind? Who really knows. No one. May be we could refer mind to GOD.

Can I our minds hackable? A wierd thought came to my mind today when I was listening to a radio show. It was fascinating to me, what he said about an experiment someone did somewhere. Sorry, I am getting old, I cannot remember what that experiment is named. Disclosure statement, this idea is not mine. I will not take credit for this. However I thought, it is a nice angle to hear it out.

A lady walked in to a room for a scheduled meeting. All the people there except her are actors. She sat down waiting for her turn to go in to the meeting room. Few minutes later a beep sound heard from the intercom. All the attendees there got up stand for a moment and sat down except the lady. Few minutes passed by, another beep. The people stood up and sat after a moment. Lady seems confused, but no one talked. The third time the beeped, She also stood up with them and sat down after a moment. The meeting started, one by one they got called. The beeping also occurred regularly all stoop up including the lady. They never talked to each other. Then the moment came she was alone there. She continued to do the ritual. Then a few other people joined her in the waiting room.

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Beep- the sound came and the lady stood up and sat down after a moment. The people just walked in are not actor. They looked at each other and wondered what was happening. But no one really asked or questioned lady. Second beep came. She did the same. This time a few people joined. You could see some talking to each other wondering, but no one stopped any one. By the forth time beep came, they all stood up. The experiment concludes there. Yes, human minds can be hackable.

Now, my take on it. I thought about it for a while. In fact my morning drive, I found this very interesting and I could see many things happened in our lives like this. Our minds adapt very easily. For example, when we go to temple, we see some one else doing a ritual and we follow that assuming that is right way to do it. When we go for a meeting, we dress up like everyone else do, assuming that is the way it supposed to be.

Our kids, they do a lot of their chores just like their parents do. Why is that, their minds are hacked by our ways. We eat food the way our parents and grand parents did. We follow our bosses on a lot of ways at work. When ten people start to say this movie is good, we also follow the suit. We tend to say, the movie is good even though you did not enjoy it. We are told, do this, your book will get noticed. We follow that assuming it will help. Majority of our minds are hacked already by the society.

Let me tell you one thing, those who can try to keep moving forwards with their own unique thinking will mark their prompts on a higher note. Keep our minds focused and lets try not to get hacked. Friends think unique and achieve greater results. There is no right or wrong here. Be a good citizen, obey the law and order. Love others and keep the mind free.

Thank you for reading. If this makes sense to you, please share and comment below.

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Flip my Skin- A Poem

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Flip my skin if you can I plead

Tired of being in this world of difference

People look at me like a worm in the dirt

Don’t know why I get this look all day

Scream loud I cannot breathe

Yet deaf ears all around me

Flip my skin if you can I wonder

Suit your needs to please your eyes

We breathe and sweat the same way

Don’t know why this difference you notice

Scream loud I cannot tolerate no more

Yet deaf ears all around me

Flip my skin if you can I yearn

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Daily grind takes toll on me

Scared of life being tortured around

Treated like dirt you wash everyday

My heart pains for my society to include

I love them just like I love me and mine

Scream loud I am like you to realize

Yet deaf ears all around me as always

Flip my skin if you can I wish

Day will come you realize that now

We built this world together to enjoy

Entertained you at our best to forget your sorrows

Gave life and sweat for your wellbeing

Scream loud for your happiness

Ears will open hear us loud and clear

Flip my skin and you see me same as you

Scream loud I cannot breathe and you suffocate with me

You will hear my pain as I feel

The day of our future will be bright as black.

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First kiss- A poem

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Moving through the city roads

Where there was no law to abide

We sat together at the back seat

Crowded among the people inside

No space to move a bit in comfort

Yet we enjoyed the ride of tightness

Motors rushed besides us in haste

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We both didn’t pay attention to anyone

Looked around to see anyone looking

We stole a kiss for the first time

Lips touched for the first time

Felt like a soft petal on mine

Wanting more we both longed

Couldn’t snatch another one

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Shyness creeped on her eyes

We longed for another day to come

We looked away for a bit

Trying to divert our thoughts

Yet the softness touched my heart

First kiss you never forget

Best moment in my life

Can we Call that as love ? A Poem

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Four letters we name it with passion

People try to have it all the time

Agony and misery trying to achieve

Can we call that as love?

Touch we feel the warmth of love

Smell we feel the fragrance of love

Closer we feel the need for love

Farther we feel the pain for love

Can we call that as love?

We know we need to survive with love

Yet, we don’t preserve while we have love

Take it for granted we lose for ever

Abruptly we find love in the universe

Can we call that as lover?

We lose again for many reasons we create

Nature shows humanity a lesson daily

We call ourselves the most civilized

Yet we behave like animals with no reason

Can we call that as love?

Compassion for others stays in our words

Day and night talk about love in vein

Yet we show only anger and resentment

Possessiveness takes over our clouded minds

Can we call that as love?

Clear the clouds with love for others

Create the society we want for our kids

Tomorrow a better day to dream with love

Stay with me for the better days to come

Can we call that as love?

Embrace the new beginning we strive

Love is the only answer to begin life.

The power of love we need to believe

Change the universe with the invisible power

Can we call that as love?

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i call her Rose- A Poem

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Like a soft petal in breeze

Flown in to abode of lotus feet

Walked out of shower with wet hair

My eyes caught on her smile and expression

Took my breath away in a second

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Oil lamps around the temple glows like heaven

Looking like a goddess she walked with naked feet

Held my hand pulled me closer to hers

First touch of her lift me above ground

Took my sense away in a second

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Green heaven with flowers aroused our senses

Asked whether she could see her mother

Her struggles shined through her eyes

Took my heart away in those stories

Breath sense and heart given to her

She became my breath of life in a second

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In the life full of darkness around me

As a sunshine she shines every day for me

I call her Rose, Love of my life.

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Move on Inner Mind shouted – A Poem

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In the midst of traffic daily

I walked aimlessly without plans

Abrupt thought break always shows

Realized the life halted in nowhere

Move on Move on inner mind shouted

But where to go one ponder

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Everyone seems busy with nothing

Don’t bother privacy play more important

Modern life always has rules with no meaning

Abide them or get thrown in to old rags

Past is a bucket full of ash Someone says

Yet everyone lingers around past

Move on Move on inner mind shouted

But where to go one ponder

Busier the life tells you wonder how

Wander more to seek peace around you

Traffic difficult to navigate as always

Life still seek its path somehow wonder how

Wonder why we lose our focus in life

Like we know everything as we behave

Yet dark everywhere you turn

Move on Move on inner mind shouted

But where to go one ponder

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Traffic lights still not bright enough as usual

Darkness loom over the world of life

Fighting to seek light trying to breath

Sinking in to more deep troubles

Struggles seems to get easier day by day

Get used to this new norm of life changes

Abrupt thoughts gain speed inside your brains

Move on Move on inner mind shouted

But nowhere to go one realizes