Cleaning needed

Cleaning needed

Obsessed about cleanliness

Uttered dirty words arrogantly

Spotting filth in a corner

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OSI Prompt : Obsession.

A letter to Respected Prime Minister from a common man.

Dear Prime Minister,

Subject :  Spirit of constitution

Dear Sir, in your letter when you asked Shri Anna Hazare to follow constitution in its spirit, your anxiety to maintain order of law can be well understood and appreciated. As a law abiding citizen I too will not want my country to derail from the path of peace and growth even for one hour.

By the same token, in the true spirit of constitution, I envisage that an elected PM in a vibrant democracy must go after corrupt ministers. Nothing can come in his ways, least fear that Government may lose its majority. Politics of coalition is not a permission to tolerate inefficiencies and practices that may even create doubt about corruption. It is absolutely against spirit of constitution.

Sir, I think it is still not too late. Please act in true spirit of constitution and save our nation from going into the state of anarchy.

1)    1)  Go with full force at your command against doubtful /corrupt practices.

2)   2) Give parliament an opportunity to discuss Jan-Lokpal Bill as drafted by civil society (Now represented by Shri  Anna Hazare and his team). Let parliament decide. Isn’t parliament supreme in democracy?

3)    3)  Make it clear by your actions that you stand for clean and efficient governance as a PM of this country and chances of Government losing power or Congress party returning to power in next election is not a matter of consideration for you as a PM.

4)      Sir, I think people of this country deserve this.

Sir, you have nothing to lose.

Jai Hind.

A common man 

16.8.11

Spirit of the matter

Spirit of the matter

It is felt

Deep within

Respected, held dear

Close to heart.

Followed intuitively

Wide awaken or in sleep.

When followed as such,

Gets embedded within,

Inducing same in others.

Those who cannot accept it

Stay away.

Those who love it

Come closer,

Strengthening it further.

                                                            Harshad

                                                                                16.8.11

Gossip

Whisper when spread

Soon turns in to a gossip

Hurting someone deep

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Written for Haiki Heights

One Single impression: Silence

One Single impression:   Silence

On a garden bench

After morning walk,

Relaxed

I see…..

A quill floating in the air

Drifting slowly up

and down

A butterfly with green and red spots

Passes over my head

Then goes on to flower near,

A call of cuckoo

Soon answered by his mate,

Two friends on a bench next

Sharing a joke…laughing loudly

Cool morning air

Passing through my nostrils

Touching deep into my stomach

……….Making me

Lighter

Lighter…..

Floating with quill

Slowly up

And down……..

Flowing …….with flow

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OSI prompt: Silence 

Silence and wants

 Silence   and   wants

After rapid spirited climb

To the peak

…….Warm breathe cooling and slowing,

Still feeling pleasing pain 

of pulled hair

Head resting over her heart…..

Hear pounding of her heart beats

Dhak…..dhak ….dhak

Her hand moving in my head

Playing with hair,

Her heart beats loud and clear

Dhak……………….dhak ……………….dhak

Pause between two beats

more spacious.

In that space

I vanish.

Remain

Just..... silence

…….No wants

Just silence

For a few moments.

(Silence visits in many ways. Are we there to receive?)

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OSI Prompt : Silence

Dream

D r e a m

It must be there

Buried

Deep beneath where

My awareness could not reach.

Surfaced in my unawareness

Touched my heart,

Filled me with affection

I had known only playing in his lap

But not since then

In the morning, still

Traces of that experience lingering within, I

Searched and found old family album

Looked at my uncle’s picture and

Thanked him

For visiting me last night.

It must be there

Buried

Deep within,

What I had known playing in his lap

But not since then.

Flying happens only in dream

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Poem dedicated to NANA KAKA.

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OSI Prompt : Dream