Thursday, October 8, 2009

Festival of lights

I Ponder…

I fly...

I sulk…

I smile

No more contemplating “The Why”


I reach out

With my voracious clasp

To the screaming spirits...

Convulsing beneath the abyss...

Trying to behold

In the Scorching Fizz….


I uproot them and scatter

Beyond the yonder skies...

And then..! What do I see...?

My Landscape so bright...

I look up and wonder…

My spirits shining high...


I Thank…

I relish...

I fathom...

I ravish…

“The Festival of lights”


Monday, August 31, 2009

Death Wish


Thoughts detonate
In my whims...
Like a drop of light in grim

I Flutter
With a pair of wings
In the morning sun
And vanish

I sulk
In the fabric of darkness
Into which I dissolve
And vanish

I ponder
over emptiness
beneath those walls
of four dimensions

I plunder
Deep into my roots
The less it seems
I shall ever know….

I trivialize
Our tiny lives,
flame the dreams
behind those fiery screams
swallowing worlds
And spitting out steams

I wander,
In the realms of my past...
In the closet of my present...
In the epitome of my Future...
Seen, done and wasted...
Making a Death Wish.


Preeti Venkateshan

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Global Wobble

Haven’t we heard these words somewhere? May be few of us have written about it, spoken about it and yes lets not ignore all of us are a divine lot who are knotted to this intensely vicious circle. Nevertheless what does Global Wobble remind us of... frustrated citizens, responsible business getting weaker, emergence for the need of enhanced social opportunity and most importantly economic opportunity…after religious contemplation, retrieval of memories and excavating the relevant literature I navigated to a point where I summarized Global Wobble as an adverse impact of the sum of events done in the interest of the society by the people living in it. The check here is, this is a total parody, I mean of the first order. Anything and everything we do to protect us, to secure us, to benefit us, leaves an unseen dust which may look trifle and insignificant but when time cascades the dust accumulates and binds with the pressure of the economic, social and cultural atmosphere and creates a hurricane of pandemonium which extends beyond the statutory obligations, legislations, human relations, economic cultural and social situations.

Proponents argue that there are two classes of people first one The Approvers, they are the pioneers, the building blocks of the world, any soul rich or poor who work tenaciously to improve their lives and the world and the second The Disapprovers who work to disapprove anything and everything done by the approvers, their only motto is to swim against the sea to prove a point, what is the point??? Well they don’t have an answer, but how many questions we ask, have one? Coming back to the point where we need to reside for a moment, the Disapprovers are accused for the wobble across the world. Why??? Well! Let’s see what they do fundamentalism, terrorism, vandalism, redtapism, nepotism, religionism, communalism, capitalism, communism a bountiful of “ISMS’ and what do they get? Let’s focus on the main aspects only, firstly Publicity! Oh sure they do… books have them, Newspapers, Politicians vows, Presidential speech all of them have just these people in them, around them, beside them, all over them. Secondly Fear! Not the Evil dead types fear but the Mad dog across the road types fear ,we never know when it may bite and we never know why it may bite and we also may never know what will happen to us after the bite ,we only have the privilege to know that there are Mad dogs! Nevertheless if we do a tiny introspection, run a virtual marathon and answer few questions to see if we are thinking in right direction. The first question will be Do these classes really exist??? All of us have an approver and a disapprover residing in our minds both may meet or may just be invisible to each other, they may react together or may individually, but the fact is they do co-exist ,as human is naturally prone to act in either ways. But why do we blame the disapprovers for the wobble in the world. If this theory is true, then the world sans “ISMS” should be heaven, is that so?? I don’t think so, this is purely my perception though, all of us are responsible in our own ways for the wobble, the contribution of each one of us may differ, but all of us have to accept the blame for the situation of the Poor Globe.



Firstly, how many of us really try our best to look at the varied inputs in our life and see what biases those inputs may hold on the society and the environment?

Secondly how many of us really in some way or the other don’t perpetuate our problems?? We all have our buttons of different sizes which holds us to the fabric of life…buttons of wealth, fame and name…buttons of love concern and care, buttons of selfishness, jealousy and remorse, buttons of welfare, kindness and peace and many more.


Thirdly how many of us are unflinchingly aware and altruistic people???
India is a country where we have a refined blend of mixture of opposites, the absolutely learned and the ignorant living together, and have got nothing to do with each other. Classes who don’t know to control birth and religiously follow more kids more income philosophy, follow ridiculous customs such as child marriage, sati, honor killing, female infanticide, tenaciously follow “Don’t educate women” philosophy, shamelessly spit on roads, religiously break traffic rules, throw trash on the streets, vote for money and there is another literate lot who efficiently pursue drunk driving, in the name of freedom involve in all kinds of divine habits, they are “The unaware and not bothered to be aware class”. The other learned Class completely aware of what is going on and the distinct role they play, but all that they do is complain about the world and its ways and proudly pursue “I am not interested in corruption and anything that is marred, I am learned and I am going to mind my work” philosophy .
These classes according to me are much more detrimental and lethal to a nation than terrorists and fundamentalists put together.
However let’s not ignore, a substantial class in the world,” The not so aware but willing to know class,”. They show concern, participate, go through all the hardships and humiliations, but still endeavor for the common good. They don’t save the world, but they leave a positive contribution and pioneer a genuine path to inspire the rest.

But the point here is, these classes are not the classes of people, these are the classes of mindset. We could have a person acting responsible and participative at an instance the next he may be indifferent. Same person could have different schools of thought at different instances.

In short, we’re all culprits, and we’re all victims.

So what is a society to do? How about its citizens? What’s the value in pointing out faults if we fail to offer any solutions?

So I have made my list to see how much I can try to reduce the wobble. It is more of a checklist, before I end my day, check them and see how much of it, do I really pursue.

My checklist enlists the following :


When we encounter the “Retail temptation” let us chose to meditate, read, or find some other channel.


Let us shop only if there is something we must have and on items that support life and is sustainable.


Let us buy things which can be recycled and can last longer.


Let us reduce consumption of Oil, Natural gas, Water and other Natural resources.


Let us protest against “free” trade agreements.


Let us support non profit organizations and NGO’s by volunteering money and time that support life, promote noble cause and have noble intentions towards the society.


Let us not stock up cars, home, and wardrobe. Three huge cars for a family of three make absolutely no sense.


Let us support local merchants, local growers, local farmers’, producers and suppliers rather than huge international brands.


Let us vote for relevant and productive politicians.


Take a walk or public transport, or do carpooling or take company cabs for office rather than own means of transport.


Ensure that all the investments we make are economically socially and environmentally responsible investments.


Talk to pervade awareness, at schools, slums, colleges about the impact of over population, sex education, pollution, poor working conditions, and other environmental, social, and political factors that contribute to a better living condition to avoid ramification of future generations.


Let’s turn off the idiot box for sometime and go for a stroll, meet new people, explore nature, pursue a hobby, enrich our creative stream.


At the end of the day, I do fall back on the list, I do not say I have done it all, but this acts as a control check, there is no hard and fast rule that we have to live in a specific way.

We might have a point of view which may say “ If I can afford, why should I underplay”. The quest here is why not??? If underplaying can do some good to us and our future generations in the long run, we can be a little selfless, can't we????
Lots to contemplate, it is our onus to make a contribution to the globe.
Evading might be impossible but atleast lets try to reduce the wobble.
Have integrity, let’s stand for something and believe in ourselves.

Monday, February 2, 2009

A Tryst..with self...

Transcending from a meadow to gump,
A threshold leading to the core of a dump....
Like stepping from a cathedral into the street
Like a solitary sorrow perpetuating in fleet.....,

I beckoned my metaphysical pest.....
We navigated to remote tranquility ...
I saw an invitation for an eternal quest...
Plundered the mystics of her immaculate purity..

The stains in my fabric were then concealed.....
And boundlessness opened, I was retextured
Cascaded into the rivulets where weeds once were.
An evolution...a phase where reality was pictured...

I marvel at the unseen spirits which led...
To reveal the rhetoric of my self unsaid...


Preeti venkateshan

Monday, January 19, 2009

Dead...Am I???

The Lightening stroke…
Down on my surface
I felt a moment of sharp pleasure

I watched the blood cascade…
I did it…don’t know why…
I wanted to drown in tranquility
Detonate into darkness
Perish….
But feeble shivers down my spine
Enchanted by the pervading blood…
Let out a scream….
I gazed at the trail of immaculate red…
Going down my wrist…
Wetting my Bed
The Journey seems endless…
I am confused…
I can still see myself
Drenched…
My eyes are sinking into tears

My heartbeats retard with fear…..
My spirits float high..

Higher than the sky....
& Then....I heard...
Surprise!! Surprise!!!!
My Vicious Fate whispered..
You are not Dead…







Preeti Venkateshan






Saturday, January 3, 2009

Mistakes I Made


Darkness cascading into my mind….
Exploring the depths I could find…
Chivalrous of breaking the mould
Indifferent to the tongues hot and cold…


Every moment was a new life led…
Every drop multiplied when I bled…
Every pain felt like a rose on my bed…
Every smile mocked at the alive & dead….

I sulk in the snippets of you and me…
The face of time we scorned with glee...
The refinement I was compelled to see…
Our parting emotion, when you had to flee

I miss you indeed,”The Mistakes I made”.
The happiness you gave, thou never shall fade…..


Preeti Venkateshan

Friday, December 19, 2008

Problems..

Look! I heard them pour
On the roof with a feeble uproar
Cascading the tiny gaps of the door
Into my mind, away from the shore.

They boiled hotter brimming with doubt.
I wondered what all the chaos was about
They told me they were my problems
And were waiting for a chance to sprout.

I wondered with utmost amaze
Is this my life or just a phase?
I smiled and said “Be my guest”…
Stay for long, this is your nest…

They were more than happy to stay
They troubled me indeed everyday
But I smiled with having nothing to say…
Rather than seeking Mirth,
With them I started to play.



Preeti Venkateshan