Managing Children's Behavioral Challenges: Insights

Life is Beautiful !

Questions abundant yet left unanswered
Reasons known yet left unpondered
Heart feels restive and calm is a myth
Wandering eyes search for dreams to live with

Caught in rain, searching for a shelter
Scared to stop as the memories were bitter
But the ray of light brings me hope
Like a falling stone held by a rope

What came as a challenge is now easy to take
Because life looks beautiful, if I try to make !

An Evening of November

It was just another day in November
I had a mundane start and was hoping a similar end
Must I be imagining or was it an instant click
Our eyes met and the clock missed a tick

Ignoring for a while, that hovering gaze
I stationed myself to enjoy the phase
I could see him getting restless
But could not draw the strength
To find a suitable reason for to have a chat at length

Interesting antics yet no will to start
Acting to be busy, he thought was his art
Eager as I was, I had myself contained
Even though it looked too hard to be restrained

So I pretended to be focused and decided to wait
For the time that was perfect and accurate
But destiny as we say has something in store
Hence a common interest let our hearts pour
Words went flowing and weaving by itself
The time looked still and we forgot our self

As one was listening, the other went on
The day came to the closure demanding to move on
We had conversations and at that it was ethereal
Makes me still ponder if it was a dream or real !

My Little Sunshine

The Sun is here to stay
Till the pendulum doesn't forget to sway
Years have passed and years will go
But, it possesses the shine with no ado

The days are donned with might of its light
And night casts the reflection merely of its plight !

To en live a mortal and give it a testimony
She's like the sun as bright and sunny
The persona so scintillating, it brings me close to God
With non-verbal incantations, she makes all people nod.

What is in her that makes me go so rave
Where has she got the poise to tact even with knave
She etches the soul that is worth a reminiscence
And I want no more but her presence

The apple of my eye, and the beat of my heart
She's an enchantress, and at that a master in her art
Love can't alone define what she means to me
In millions she's the only one my eyes want to see

The Forgotten Story

Whoa... It's been a long long time since we parted our ways. Precisely 5 long years. But as there's saying you can't go too far away from the one you love.

So hey all you people out there, here I'm back with my writing. Here we go !!!

Well, I'm not a South Indian movie fan, mostly because of exaggerated movie plots, forced comedy, loud expressions of the actors and over the top action sequences. Not that I have not seen and enjoyed some of the movies yet I kept myself at a distance from the lot. But for once my perspective has changed.

I was wrong when I thought I didn't watch South Indian movies for their over the top everything; because when I analysed myself I figured I do not enjoy any movie for that matter falling in the above genre. And many of us must have mutual feelings. 

I watched Bahubali: The Beginning few months back on a heavy recommendation of a friend. That proves my apprehension for the South Indian movies which took me 2 years to finally watch a super saga. When I saw this movie first, I just watched it without any opinion for the movie. But yes it definitely gave me a reason to wait for the second part. So now here I was with the release of the movie and yet I was quite patient to wait till the third week of the release for the crowd to taper which obviously did not happen and so without further wait I finally went and watched Bahubali: The Conclusion a couple of days back.

While waiting for my turn, I went to check for the reviews. Of course, the media went gaga about its box office collection, but then there were articles that talked explicitly about the flaws the movie has. The scenes that defy the laws of physics, how the plot was so weak, how the strong woman like Sivagami went so gullible, how Devasena a fierce warrior princess succumbed to the loss of her husband, and many such faults that went unnoticed under the grandeur of the visuals. 

My take on this subject:

Yes, I agree that the movie had flaws and some over the top moments [one such being the flying boat]. Yet I would say it is one of the best movies of its time. Why? Because, the history is touched very delicately and executed genuinely. I remember the climax of Bajirao Mastani and I cringe even today. When the whole history speaks of an years gap between their death, Mr Bhansali audaciously showed them dying together just to showcase their true love. Well, that's his share of flaws yet it was a blockbuster and an epic. Then, we had Mohenjodaro which had Persian horses and gladiator sandals that came way post the existence of Mohenjodaro itself. Still an epic!

And then, we have Bahubali. We spoke a lot about the unrealistic power he had [thanks to VFX]. But don't we believe that our very own Hanuman could lift a mountain and fly to Lanka with the Sanjeevani plant for Lakshman? Don't we believe in Rama who could aim at fish's eye looking at it from a reflection in a basin of water; a man of his words; an ideal son, brother, husband and a leader? Yet we forget to notice the strength and righteousness of Bahubali. Just believed and bullied the VFX. We lose our imagination here to believe that thousand years back there may have been a man so just and about perfect that his loss was mourned by all his people.We may have a man as cunning and jealous as Duryodhana [Bhallaladeva]; a royal lady as brave and strong as Kaikeyi [Sivagami]; a princess as fierce as Sita who could fight adverse situations with pride and honour [Devasena]. 

For me, Bahubali is not just a movie that entertains, it is a movie that revives our ancient history and churns the whole world. It speaks of the richness of our lifestyle and the dharma that our culture is built upon. [It's not BJP driven thought by the way]. Instead of criticizing it, let's try to find out the source of inspiration for this story and in the process get inspired by our own values that we've forgotten for a long time now.

A Promise of Tomorrow

The moment when you knock my door
I was left in conundrum if let you in
Or to let you go!

World seemed strange and the heart sour
With millions apprehensions and nightmare ajar
Scared as I was, went back to slumber
Sweating insanely in the month of November

Winter waved hands bidding goodbye
Introducing summer to paint the golden sky
Now was the time to hit the bull's eyes
And to face the fate, not criticize

Burden to me as I bore you
I never thought I would come
    Out of the blue
But the experience of your first kick
    Played a beautiful trick
My gloomy face lit like a full moon
Giving a promise of an enchanting life soon!

When the time is right !

Never too early, never too late

Journey begins and ends with fate

Losing your faith, believing in myth

Don't latch the lock of Prosperity kit

Believe in your wishes before you desire

The Universe is with you as your Sire

Dare to dream and act to the best

Effort pays for your gut-test

So! Follow the intuition, don't lay back

Get rid of gremlins: the misery sack

There may come a time, your brethren deceive

But that is when, your strength'll conceive

Life needs a break, rest for a while

And when you're ready, lead the running mile

Leave the fear, feel light !

You'll receive the gift, when the time is right !!