Daughters

A Conversation: Part 11


Usman:

Red rivers rage in their monthly run
Excruciation tolerated for the birth of her son
If you have me so, God,
Kill me, don't make me a woman


Sai:

This one is called "Daughters".

She was born into this world,
Like any other creature.
She didn't know what's her gender, 
She didn't know what's her role,
She didn't have a preconceived notion,
Nor did she have a goal.

All she knew what life was.
The day she breathed her first breath.
From that day onwards,
She lived to witness multiple deaths.
Deaths, not only of her close ones,
But of her dreams,
Ambitions,
And her passionate soul.

Deaths caused by the conservative,
Gender biased,
Hypocritical society.
Who just saw her,
Judged her only by the cover,
And failed to perceive her as a whole.

They just saw her physical stature,
Her religious background,
And her parents investment in gold.

But, in this quest,
A socially charged,
Validating process...
They forgot to understand,
And peer deep into her bold character,
Which was bound by love and trust,
Based on the grounds of strong morals,
That built her very own principles,
Her terms and conditions.
Which indeed, guided her soul.

This may seem like a struggle,
But not for her...
This is her life,
And is this how we want,
The future of our daughters to behold?


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Reference:

Woman: http://tillad.blogspot.in/2014/06/woman.html

It's a Deal

A Conversation: Part 8

Usman:

You are too expensive, O damned brood

I have neither milk to give nor any food

If I were to take your life, my sorrows

Would be less than the losses otherwise accrued.

Sai:

This one is called "It's a Deal".

Let's strike a deal,

Maybe your wounds, 
Caused by the whips of poverty,
Might just heal.

I know that you have gone through a lot,
You sold all your gold,
Your horses,
And your plot.
Indeed you have lost a lot.

I know it's tough.
Tough to look back,
And think of ways,
How you could have saved all that...

All your humanly belongings,
Now, it's just a thought,
Echoing from the distorted memories of the past.
Ones that you have locked up,
And stored somewhere in your heart.

How very tragic was that.
I am sure,
You must have given this a thought...
How cruel is society,
It feeds on status, pride, and vanity.

The day you don't fulfill these necessities,
You are spat out,
And left in the gutter,
To rot for eternity.

Surprised?
How I know every detail of your life...

Don't be...
It's my specialty.
To help lost souls like you,
Look straight at reality.

It's a Deal...
I'll help you fight this cruelty,
Give me your hand,
Let me take over your soul,
Let me show you,
How different is this world,
How powerful is our goal,
How powerful is my goal...

Finally!
I have a strong hold,
I will now thrive on your soul,
Now, things will slowly unfold...

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Reference:

Balance Sheet: http://tillad.blogspot.in/2014/05/balance-sheet.html

Nicotine

A Conversation: Part 2

Usman:
Lungs filled up with swirling smoke
Heart beats dimmer with each stroke
Life drains out of me and yet
Each puff finds me more awoke

Sai:
A puff that borrows breaths from the future...
One moment at the cost of many
You may as well rejoice, strive, and die at that moment
Than to live with faith and be fed by hope... 

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Reference: 
Awakening: http://tillad.blogspot.in/2014/05/awakening.html

Destiny

No, I wasn't high when I drew this. I didn't want to get high either when I was done drawing it. Also, through this art work I am not trying to connect or target the people who are high or are about to get high. Although, if they are able to connect to this then it's a completely different story! Yeah, I'm not high. Anywho, this art work is just an interpretation of the most obscure topic, "Destiny". 

Why Destiny? Well, according to me destiny is completely vague (maybe it's supposed to be that way, who knows?). 

They say that the day you are born, your destiny is created. It's apparently a pre-decided path. And so you sing Que Sera Sera and let the chips fall where they may. If you try to deviate from your path, you would eventually end up with the same result, the "pre-decided" result. Obviously, the deviation might cost you a lot, it may result into more paper work, emotional drama, self loathing, you know...all that jazz! It's like a dizzying roller coaster ride, with no end. The best thing that you could do is grab on to your seat and take a deep breath when it goes through that huge, nasty plunge. While doing that you also need to try your best to not to puke on yourself or on someone sitting besides you. That's just too much of a mess. 

Some say that you create your own destiny. So those guys may not agree with whatever I wrote in the previous paragraph. That's absolutely fine. Their concept also makes sense. You aim for what you want and you try to achieve it. It completely depends upon your potential and will. Most of the times you might get defeated by someone who is more capable than you but sometimes you'll rise like a dark horse. There will always be distractions from various onlookers. The question is, "How do you distract yourself from those distractions?". 

Don't ask me...I am not an expert! All this is very subjective. What you see is what you interpret. I derived all that from my art work. For you, all this may not even make any sense. That's absolutely perfect. Stick to what you see. You don't have to agree with me or try to get in sync with my frequency. What you have seen and interpreted is your reality and imagination. I don't want to cloud it. 

I would definitely be happy to hear about your opinion/interpretations.  

Something Something

This is something that I wrote during my 1st year of collage. God knows how I became so Philosophical.

This is one of my favourite poem.

Let's make PEACE

Love is "EVIL"...
It makes you blind
It makes you dumb
It makes your whole system go numb! 
It makes you do things that you have never done
It's a weapon of mass destruction
Betrayal is one of its main actions
As they say, "All is fair in Love and War"
So is this Love??
Or is this a War??
But, you know what...
All is same in Love and War
So let's make "PEACE" not Love & War!

...(Lord lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil - amen)...

Joker Blues

I paint a smile on my face,

I am not a joker to make this face,

I am a human inside,

Happiness can also be a part of my life,

Spreading joy is what I do,

Millions of smiles are very few,

More and more I want to smile,

But the real secret is hidden inside...

...(Let's put a smile on that face)...

What is Love?

People write books,

People write poems,

People write all that which makes you fall in love again.

But, I say try discovering your feelings

you will fall in love again!

...(Do not copy paste others idea about love define your own love)...

Easy and Difficult

It is easy to find the meaning of things going around your life,

but difficult to find the meaning of things going in our life.