Never be it so.

Never it happens.

Never there is peace
Ever there is tease.
Never there is a cease.
Ever there is a seize.

Not anymore silence around.
More of noise all around
Not anymore satisfaction around
More of greed all around,

Neither there is harmony in the day
Nor there is symphony in the play
Neither there is amity in the way
Nor there is diligence in the fray.

That be the mode of living
greatly defined by a killing
A disaster across the being
a destroy of the surrounding.

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Set To Rupaka Tala July 10, 2020

The South Westerlies become active, rainspour steadily, every night Cadential in their pour similar to the beats of the Rupaka tala.,I presume,. Thakita , Thakita Thakita, raps the rain as it fallsin rhythm. Listening to them in awe, I start working on the beats not one hits wrong. Fits to the set period, so well crafted, the rain continues.unabated […]

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Commodity Watching July 9, 2020

I have been watching the rise of gold price, silver prices as well. A rise always as seen with no dips, keep me worried. I have been following the markets for long, cautious I go about. Intra day transactions make my heart race, one minute it is high the next second it dips,eyes glued to the computer I buy and sell the whole day. […]

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Orange Tree July 8, 2020

stands a dwarfamidst the huge.mango and jackfruit trees. Mango and jackfruit spread far and wide , present a canopytowering over the garden.Picturesque to espy. The orange tree reaches to their middlecompetes with them in yield. Its fruits, no bigger than gooseberries, taste sweet and sour, could be gulped in one mouthful. I collect hundreds of them, […]

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The Evil Cast July 7, 2020

Mom gets furious when she sees the six of us sitting on the steps. She leads to the study. The six of us march behind, scared of her outrage. Adjusting her spectacles she looks at our eyes, think why does she get provoked, She thunders, Six together on the steps will invite evil eyes bring unsolicited effect, From the kitchen, she picks three red chil […]

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My Handy Tool July 6, 2020

With a handy toolin hand , I traverse boundaries, include countries, states, districts. From home I govern instruct, transact, dictate, account,write, build, directand detect. My fingers tap the buttons, in seconds I reach Delhi, place orders.next stop is Jodhpur where I buy stone artifacts, Off I fly to my estate overseas supervise harvesting,monitor […]

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Vaishalis July 5, 2020

Vaishali, granny to me in a way enters her home at 6 in the evening. She sits in the verandah watches people returning home. She calls out each by their names. Jana . she calls where are you going ?The called one hurries does not bother to respond. Her behaviour annoys granny,The next passer by isRaji, smart and friendly,greets granny. Toothless grin […]

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Borewells July 4, 2020

We have borewells at home. One, two and three, going to the depths. 150 feet, 450 feet, 1000 feet. All have turned dry, forcing usto procure water. Expenses above expenses,we build a tank in the garden.Store the water for ten days, fill the water tank at the top every day. Electricity bill inflates The bought water is adequate for our personal […] […]

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Solar Energy Without Panels -Age Old Technique July 3, 2020

The summer is at its peakhouseholds turn busy.The womenfolk list their buys. It reads, Mangoes 100 . eggplants 10 kilo, broadbeans 10 kilos,onion 10 kilo. sundaikai 1 kilo. Kitchens become the hub of activity.Cutting, steaming, sauteing, filing the cooked in palmyra baskets, transfeering to the courtyard, “Olai pais” are laid in the area open to the sky […]

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Nomad Like July 2, 2020

it is between two homes.the first and the second, I live alternating to the demands, The one in the country of origin holds a fascination. It is whereI wish to stay long. It does not happen.as the other one demandsmore focus. a place of business.returns have to sustain me I remain longer. Shifting base is no fun.I […]

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Sharing Is Love July 1, 2020

I spend most of the mornings and part of the evenings in my patio abutting the garden reading and staringat the blue sky then gazing the lane, alternating both, In the nights, Brownie substitutes for me, sleeps holding to the cushion of the bamboo chairs, like a ball, snoresand snorts. The patio is live. It is morning, I openthe doors, to […] […]

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