Little Encounters of Love

At the cafe, we both reached out at once towards the cup of coffee placed at the counter. Our hands stopped midway, she turned and looked at me.

Our eyes locked for.. one second, two seconds, three seconds.. 

She quickly blinked and looked away.

I apologized and said, “Please, go ahead.”

She hesitated while reaching for the coffee.

So I said, “It’s fine, I am in no hurry.”

She lifted the cup, turned towards me again, looked into my eyes and gave me a smile.

I felt my heart stop.

She said, thank you and walked away.

 

I’m a 7-year old.

I picked a book from the library and excitedly ran all the way home.

I locked myself in the tiny closet and sat down on the floor.

Eagerly, I opened the book and the words were waiting for me.

Looking up at me curiously.

Two little strangers would embark on a new journey.

Slowly and patiently from one word to another I rolled.

The words started revealing a story like I hadn’t read before.

This time it took me into a forest dense and green.

I escaped from the reality and lost myself in this picture serene.

I was a Merman and a white-winged divine horse accompanied me.

A heaviness in the air,

An adventure was on its way.

A mystery to reveal.

I got absorbed in it so fast that I had forgotten to eat.

My mind raced..

Word by word, page by page.

I travelled in my mystical world

while being seated in my tiny unkempt home.

And just like this, everyday

I traverse into my world of fantasy

Away from the pain, fear, anger, brutality and poverty. 

I go lands away just by coursing through the page

and I escape my reality.

State of the Religious

What is this religion for which we fight?

That we are so passionate and proud about..

Does it teach us to beat people?

Harm them, murder them, or hurt them?

If it does, then why are you standing by it?

If it doesn’t, then why are you doing it?

 

Religion is staying together and showing mercy.

It is loving one another and being at peace.

It is about making the world a better place for our children.

 

 

 

Love

Love.

A beautiful emotion,

the lesser said the better.

It is a feeling that needs

to be experienced.

 

Love is best seen in the eyes of your loved ones.

You know when that affectionate warmth is meant just for you.

You know that their hearts melt

when their lips slowly turn into a smile

every time they see you.

You know your love would give up everything

just to be with you.

 

Love is a feeling that slowly kills

a little bit of you,

yet you love..

Because it keeps you alive.

 

 

 

Shameful Acts of Men

Like every other day Mira was stared at again while walking on the streets.

Why?

Mira was not dressed provocatively or doing anything inappropriate. She was only walking, like the rest of the men. The only difference is men never get stared at. Nobody cares what a man wears but women on the streets, in the buses, in the malls, in restaurants, in the supermarkets are often gawked at.

Mira thanks her lucky stars on days when people do not notice her in certain places. Women get used to the ogling, it is normal for them. Men stare lecherously, follow women, whistle at them, pass comments, wink, brush against women, and then there are worse things that they do but claim that women are treated equally!

Today, Mira saw a girl crossing a bustling street at an intersection. A traffic police on the other side of the road was staring at the girl all along. As soon as she crossed the road he came extremely close to the girl and touched her waist inappropriately. The girl did not stop for a second to react, she continued walking with the same pace, fast with her head down. Mira was shocked to see this happen to the girl. She stood there staring at the traffic police who pretended like he had done nothing wrong a second ago!

This is the state of our country. Why do men commit such shameful acts? Is it because they are uneducated? Who do women trust, how many complains to lodge? Punishment for crimes of acid attacks, rape, molestation, domestic violence, and eve teasing should be made severe. Only when there is fear of consequences will men think twice before committing such crimes.

The population of India is in millions, expecting an immediate change is silly but women will continue fighting and writing about safety until we know we are safe in our own country. The daily struggle will continue with a hope that men will change and stop making women uncomfortable.