Awaiting the majestic presence

After a monotonous and dim hour of the clock

That was compelled to spend with the dull moon

Arrived the much awaited bliss of majestic presence

The presence of light and warmth as desired as ever

With which I saw the world in its optimal realism

With which I realized the world with all its deception

With which I admired the world with all its beauty

The whole nature rejoiced with me on your arrival

The entire world was aerated by the spirit of green

Flying fauna tuned mellifluence with swift moves

The gloss dispersion of the flora farmed beauty for life

I refused myself even to imagine your departure again

But, everything went upside down as you left in short

Everything refused to be visible as if in a dark moon

The blessing light that brought clear vision bid adieu

The green life seeped vicious gas instead of fresh air

Birds stopped singing as a refute of their distress

The colored flora ceased reigning as beauty symbol

The changes were abrupt and seemed inevitable

Being unsuccessful in keeping me against the current

I am here on kneels to woo before you to come back

spring returned to my garden

      You came like a breeze that soothes the wound

Like the fulfillment of a dream that was  always alive

The pain and sorrows of the past cannot be undone

Even the prospects of leaving them also are rarer

I’m thankful to God for the past cannot be erased

As you are there in past whom I never can delete

Still do cherish that past aloof where you were me

The joyful days that we made together for each other

Where you were my friend, soul mate and path finder

Things went on a day without uttering even a word

I opened my inner eyes to see you but, I couldn't

I wanted you beside me in all my tearful moments

I wished to stay by your side in all the times you wept.

The departed clocks showed me how delicate I’m

Without you, I never was perfect as you fulfilled my flaw

You are my best friend whom I always cared to get back

Thanks for walking into my courtyard with those flowers

The flowers of memory that ushers the spring once again

As you are that spring for whom I always waited for
To make my garden full of flowers and cheers once again

Qatar Travelogue- Part 2

I am happy to welcome you back to my life in Qatar. As promised in a previous post, I am resuming my effort to write about my travelogue to Qatar. Doha is a very beautiful and organized city, yet I could not visit any of those excitements here. The tight schedules of my husband’s job made me sit within the four walls of our apartment. Hopefully I can have a look at excitements like Qatar National Museum and Doha zoo among other places. Though, I couldn't see it, the places I visited here were had a lot of excitement to offer. As mentioned in my first travelogue post, I have visited Villaggio Mall, Landmark Mall, Doha Corniche and Dahl al Hammam Park.

Villaggio Qatar is a very big and beautiful shopping mall situated in Aspire Zone of the west end Doha. We visited the mall on a Friday that made it more exciting. On the way, what attracted me the most is torch tower and a very big stadium. I hope you remember me mentioning about a torch shaped light, I saw during my landing in Doha My husband told me that it is Khalifa International Stadium. The stadium along with the torch tower and the nearby park gave a scenic beauty to the Villaggio. The interior of the mall with a sky painted attractively on the roof, appeared as if we are standing in open air. There are canals and ice skating grounds arranged inside. People could walk along the canal and they also could enjoy boating. I never could imagine a mall with such an interior.

There is good theme park inside the mall- the Gondolania theme park. Children were playing there. The shops are of different types. It has a place for people of all budgets. I could see people of Asia, Africa, Europe and North East Asia there. Post the accidental fire that claimed 19 lives, one area was closed with a very big board with painting suited with the rest of the interiors. Even in difficult times, the Qataris show a great attitude that decides there altitude. Hailing from among the richest people in terms of per capita income, Qataris are rich in their culture as well. They are really friendly and supporting people.

Now back to Doha Corniche, extending for several kilometers, it is a waterfront promenade set up along the Doha Bay. Parallel to the promenade is Corniche Street that connects Doha Airport with the fast developing West Bay. Being a popular place for walkers and Joggers, a walk in Corniche is very appealing. The view of dozens of skyscrapers along with Sheraton hotel makes it enchanting. These lighted skyscrapers are proofs for the current economic boom in the country. While I started walking, my eyes were busy searching the lighting arrangements on those high buildings. The pyramid shaped Sheraton hotel and the nearby park were added a special appeal to the beauty of Corniche.

The Museum of Islamic Art was the great attraction that caught my heart while I was enjoying the brisk walk in Corniche. When I saw this board, the first thing that encountered my thought was the term Alchemy. Arabs began the science of Chemistry and named it as Chemistry. Being a chemistry graduate, my curiosity compelled me to visit the Museum. But I could not. Even though, I couldn't make a visit to the Museum, I am sure about the historical and scientific excitements I can have inside it. I am here in this place for four months and now I would love to learn about this country.

Hailing from the largest democratic country of the world, I often believed that democracy is the best political system, but the experience in Doha was quite different. The development process in Doha has a direction and the ground for that direction is human welfare. The government is careful about the safety and welfare of even expatriates. In democracy, what often directs the politicians is their personal interest. After satisfying the interests of the governing party, if they are doing something for the country, there appears the opposition party to prevent that development. They do not want this development to happen within the rule of their opponents; they want to defeat the ruling party in the next election in this ground.

There are several similar negatives associated with the current so called democracy. Even though the term democracy refers the rule of the people, the fact has no relationship with the theory. Indians are suffering under democracy. In India, we do have a lot of resources in comparison to Qatar, but Indians are not able to enjoy its fruits under democracy as Qataris do under Monarchy. Hopefully my next post could be a comparison between the cultural and political traits between India and Qatar or between Democracy and Monarchy. Qatar has offered me a great opportunity to rethink about the system of democracy and the relevance of people like Anna Hazare in India. In the meanwhile, I have diverted my thoughts from places like Dahl Al Hammam Park and Katara cultural village. I will write about them later as my next post will be on the cultural and political traits of Qatar.

Life of a sprouting Seed

Dropping me in this dirt, how can you leave my master?

I overjoyed on the day when you rescued me from mud

Counting myself amid the lucky ones, I enjoyed with you

You granted the best place and called me the invaluable

You are the one who made me remember my potential

Your love was exorbitant that I even forgot to relish me

You saved me when many others are still under mud

I forgot my responsibilities for me with trust upon you

I proclaimed you as my redeemer to the entire world

Nowhere in my distant dream, had I incertitude?

An uncertain future was not even in my nightmares

Today my redeemer himself left me in this darkness

Under this mud, I can see no light and have no hope

With a heavy heart that bleeds and a body that pains

Bidding bye to companions whom I can’t see any more

I wish I could get some light and I have some water

Overwhelmed in pain, my soul desires at least death

Instead tires the unwanted assault of rain and sun rays

Have pity on me oh my savior, forgive me the genial soul

I can’t bear the pain on my flesh as my skin is breaking

Death denies accepting me with these sore wounds

The trouble is in its extreme as I am going unconscious

Coming back to cognizance, I can see a green growth

An outgrowth from my wound that offered great pain

A call to rise, my body moves itself to see the light

Oh goodness, I can see the light and the world

Everyone look at me as if I am a newly borne baby

All are welcoming me as if I took birth only today

The old tree and the butterfly failed to recognize me

Looking at myself, I saw a neonate in my place

A small plant with green leaves and soft trunk

Today, I am the most beautiful creature on earth

The pain, the desolation and the wounds caused it

Thanks to my savior who really understood me

For making me capable of my real potential

Song of a blind, deaf and dumb

Awaiting the mellifluent music, my ears were flunked

Like an ignorant fool with long lasting echoes of silence

Trying hard to distinguish the rhythm, my heart failed

Failed again in the race that made me run like a mouse

Looking at me, someone called the name blind mouse

With broken heart, I realized that I can’t see anymore

Trying to scream on my fate was the succeeding move

Once again I broke down to articulate even a sound

They called me a dumb as I can’t even cry on pains

Consolation came from my heart trusting an arrival

An arrival of the new me, the me who rises from me

My baby, who will be me myself to live a life of desire

She will bring ears that can hear the music for a deaf

She will bring eyes that can see the beauty for a blind

Her tongue will speak the truths of the world for a dumb

Trusting at this solace, I kept me waited outside my hut

There I recalled my wait for music, vision and voice

I taught myself to forget the losses by waiting for joy

Still waiting at the time of sun leaving its day’s work

I could feel the sterile area of reproduction in body

I waited in vain; it’s true that my heart portrayed her

But my womb also failed like my ears, eyes and lips

Being a blind, my inner eyes looked at her portrait

She is smiling; I could not distinguish her intention

She must be laughing at me, for being a big failure

My inner ears could hear her singing a lovely music

In that rhythm, I also sang a song that made her sleep