CRYING OUT FOR PEACE

"There comes a time,
When we need a certain call,
When the world must come,
Together as one .........."

This song was written and composed by Michael Jackson when Africa was affected by a severe draught in the late 80s. All the proceeds from the song went to the welfare of the sick and needy African children, the song goes on to say-

"We can't go on pretending
Day by day that
Someone somewhere will
Soon make a change......."

When I listen to these lines I feel that there is a hidden message in them. That we, the youngsters should take the initiative ro change the hostile environment around us. It is our responsibility to spread the message of love, peace and harmony. Usually we think that a single person can't shoulder this responsibility, but in fact if each one of us contributes in a small manner then gradually the scenario will definitely change.

The recent mob attacks in Gujrat destroyed many innocent lives. What is happening to the world these days? Religious fanatism and violenceis crossing all borders and spreading its evil effects in the society. India known for its principle- VASUDHAIVA KUTUMBHAKAM (all countries in the world should live like a big united family) and the tradition of non-violence initiated by Mahatma Gandhi seems to have been lost.

In the present situation we need to analyse what went wrong with us? We need to assess ourselves and redefine our outlook of being religious. In my opinion, being religious has nothing to do with hatred. Actually all religions-Hinduism, Islam, Christianity, or Buddhism, preach universal brotherhood and all these religions lead to the same destination, namely-the Almighty.

Man then, has not invented God;
He has developed faith,
To meet a God already there.
- Edna St.Vincent Millay

So let us resolve today that we will strive to change the atmosphere around us into a peaceful one, where all of us can nurture our talents and contribute to make this world a better place to live in.

NOTE- This article was published in "Xpress Vibes", a supplement of "Indian Express" on 8th May 2002. I had written this article when "GODHRA COMMUNAL RIOTS" had taken place.

MISS WORLD

Once there was a little girl,
Very pretty was she.
Her eyes were full of love,
and twinkling with mischief.
Her lips were just like,
Petals of a rose,
She was the darling,
Of her parents,
The apple of their eyes.
She would talk sweetly,
which made a special place,
In everybody's heart.
Her name was Sweety,
And a breathtaking smile,
Made her all the more charming,
She grew up into,
A tall and beautiful girl.
then she participated,
In a beauty paegent,
There she was crowned Miss world,
She achieved much success,
And she thanked God,
For being so kind to her.

NOTE: This poem was published in "XPRESS VIBES", a supplement of "The Indian Express" on 8 May, 2002.

EARTH MATTERS

Whenever I bow my head,
To seek blessings from the Almighty,
I feel a sense of guilt ....
God had bestowed,
His miraculous powers,
So as to create us.
Is life really worth it?
Why not?
Come let us pledge today,
That all of us will,
Protect Mother Nature,
Conserve wildlife and forests.
Its our duty, isn't it?
Together let us stand as one,
As a mark of respect,
To the Lord and staning united,
We will bid adieu to terror.

NOTE- This poem was published in "XPRESS VIBES", a supplement of "The Indian Express" on 30 January, 2002.