A Tribute to the Martyrdom- Imam Hussain

The undefined prophecy, Referred to the words from heaven

Submission of the head in the hands of lusty Yazid’s

The war so unfair, yet so fair

The death so painful, indeed so painful

The human so cruel, & the humanity of Imam so humane

What a marvelous win, what a marvelous win!!!

What war was it when it was a death to a six month old child, young ladies and strong built men?

Though knives are sharp but sacrifice is sharper,

The legend is dead but became immortal,

The lessons are passionate, the lessons are wise

So much for humans, so much for humans!!

Say it rather, Live like Hussain, Die like Hussain…

Humility, minority, oppression is SLAVERY

DoNot submit to slavery of other than God,

DoNot feel Weak

DoNot feel alone

DoNot feel oppressed

DoNot feel Insulted

It has never been between You and Them

It has and will always be, between You and Him (Almighty)!!

The battle was not just about freedom, not just about religion,

Was not just about victory, not about justice,

Was not about misfortunes, not about power, achievement and sins…

It is about Worship to the gratitude, worshiping free,

Worship and practice what is taught- correctly and in a dignified manner…

As Imam Hussain himself quotes,

“Some people worship God to gain His gifts; this is the worship of the

merchants. Some worship Him to avoid His punishment; this is the worship

of the slaves. Some worship Him solely to show gratitude towards Him; this

is the worship of the free!”

Live like Hussain and die like Hussain…!!

Aww  so stray…

(Cyber emotional impact on humans)

 By Kiran Sakker Sudha

Move on, Move on the S-p-@-M

You are like the Halloween by acts

We don’t want you

Don’t want read you

Don’t want see you

You are so stray!!!

Please don’t poke us,

Please don’t greet us

Please don’t buzz us…

Just lay stray!!!

We don’t please yah

We don’t tease yah

We wish you good luck..

In other’s inbox can make a stay,

Because you are so stray!!!

We have been arrested for once

We then wiped it

We then swiped it

And reared it again!!!

We wish you shelter

We wish you luck

But please lay away!!!

Now please spare us

Now please wish us

Now please bless us

You marry a virus

At least not a stray!!!

When you were born

Two, lives were cracked!!!

‘t was such a delight when you were born

-         For your mother

‘t was such fun watch u grow

-         For your father

‘t was so cherpy of you, when you play

‘t was such a treat seeing you hanging around arms

‘t was dreadful seeing your score card

‘t was terrific to see a young pimply teenager boy

‘t was noble to see a noble gentleman

‘t was satisfying that you are busy

‘t was fulfilling that you are engrossed

And really…it is not just your birthday,

It is your mother’s “Birth” “Day”

You were just born to her

And she calls it a blessing

Its happy for me that it is your birthday!! :)

Love

Kiran Sakker Sudha

Lost in the lane down my house

Drenched in the puddle beside my car

Bamboozled by the rope in my dog’s neck

Puzzled by the choices of my career

Cooked up, locked up & that too in the sea of sanity

Logic reasoning is not supporting illogical thoughts

All problem solving and decision making failed,

No mnemonic is working, decisions becoming whirlpool of choices

Life’ has become fill in the blanks, match the following and true & false questions

Rote experience learning – Falsified

Hustling bustling situations life, playing peek a boo

Live by day by day

and not by years and tomorrow!!

This is what happened all through the day and I have just joined and combined the words and sentences and stories that I listened to from my friends, help seekers, domestic workers, infant niece and school going neighbor! I hope we could relate it to…

Love

Kiran Sakker Sudha

What if stars would have shun only for a while

What if moon glistened only till you smile

What if sun scorched mirroring your gaze

What if attorney changed its power plan

What would have happened to the people of our clan…

If nothing would have been affected

If nothing would have been dissected

If nothing would have been changed

If the things would have been same and remained

It would have not been the humanistic feel

The angelic land also have questions

There also strive for security, thy love and happiness

How we can then think to be same as always

As were in what we thought was happy

We know not the plan

We know not the hoot

We know not the feel

Of what is called disruptiously ugly

Because we are God’s very own…

Love

Kiran Sakker Sudha

Sandy thoughts

The tighter I clutch them

Faster they flow

I clinch my fist and

Slips it in a row…!

Intuitive and Fancy tales were they

They were my feminine thoughts

Nausea tic and nostalgic they become

When I think about bygones

My ancestors, my loved one’s!

Intense and bulging they become

When I think about the events yet to come

My mellow thoughts pop in

When I think about that it would never come!

Sandy thoughts are so surreal, so fragmented

Sometimes it alienates, sometimes it blends

I am sure, some day it would end

with our sandy ends…

Love

Kiran Sakker Sudha

To forgo forever

Nothing is truly for ever

Nothing is same like yesterday

It is not only about time, date and day

It is also about my will and my way

It is when dolls went and pencils came

It is when old cherpy birdies cycled away and new friends came

It is when picnics turned to trips

It is when night out turned to night stays

It is when worries of college exams changed to job worries

It is when personal goals started being more disturbing than career goals

It is when mothers all of a sudden became more important than friends again

It is when families started being the priority again

It is when you had your own families to take care of

It is when it was multiple task management

The first cry was for a broken toy, the second was in the teenage and the consecutive one’s

are all indicative that you are living life and not just letting it go…

All things proceed in an order predetermined, it is only when it comes to you, you live it a new way and a new say…

To forgo the new everyday

To forgo the relay a new day

To forgo the change forever

Cling to the day, because tomorrow might change again as it would be “Today” again

Live life One Re/day!

Love

Kiran Sakker Sudha

Ode to You

There is an importance of every you

Each one of you holds an image which no one else can share

My thinking, my words and my world became much brighter and colorful when I met and interacted with you

It was you who taught me how to speak,

It was you mom

It was you who taught me how to play

It was you bro

It was you who taught me how to stand straight

It was you dad

It was you who taught me how to make an apt study

It was you my guide

It was you who taught me how to share and care

It was you friend

It was you who taught me how to fight

It was you a lesser friend

It was you who taught me how to abuse and party

It was you my gang of friends

It was you who taught me how to study

It was you my nerdy friend

It was you who taught me how to behave professionally

It was you my colleague & friend

It was you who taught me how to feel loved, cared, aloof, alone and in order

It was you my dearest friend

It was you who made me realized that each one of you is uncompared, distinguished and special

It was you my god

It was you who made me realized that even if there would be no YOU

There would be You

It is you my shadow, my soul and my God.

I love being with you

I cherish being with you

Because you are special

& we all love you

Voice of an assassinated fetus…

For the sake of humanity, please…

Alone on this planet,

Walked I alone,

No one talked

No one chased

I Smiled,

I laughed,

I played,

Then one bright day

In his laps

Forever I laid…..

Expression of words: Hardliners and Headliners

Then realized one day, the universal global epiphenomenon. The straight, the fierce, the rigid, objectified iron rod are rather more efficient. We don’t like angry, the contempt, the disgust, the sad…but these are the expressions of every word, sentence, object, human or animal.

See how,

The angry the boss, so he is the head

The fierce the tiger, the king/head it is

The harder the diamond, pure it is

The iron-rod, makes the house

The harder the effort, hardest the wisdom

The harder the disgust, the social redressel it becomes

Submitting to the hard is the worst slavery but being harder will never let you down. Express yourself to the truest sense with will, intellect, knowledge and volition.

Be the one, you thought about yesterday!

Love

Kiran Sakker Sudha

Menstrual mind

The people, who discriminate, trouble the troubled; have always been a matter of great disgust to the society. It has become essential to convey to the larger audience that it is not about communal, caste or insurgency issues. It is about destitution, domestic ill treatment and self-honor issues. Just from the origin of humans, the kind and the unkind are divided finely. All are social constructions and require renovation. People who cannot regard and respect their own authority, it is difficult from them to expect responsibility.

Wondering the title description?? Phew…the concept is as old as biological evolution of the two. Just been amalgamated and disgusting it sounds…right?

Exactly, all things in the universe are well created by the attorney, the humans makes it both feel and function disgusting. It is not about the behavior, it is about the thinking and evaluating. What all it need is menstrual revival, holistic healing!