Closed minds

Off late I've been reading about these various stories in rural Indian villages about 'abnormal' babies being born and them being considered GOD. I think: must one become that weird physically to be considered special or with 'supernatural' powers? I am appalled! My own people, how can we throw some practical light into these poor, simple souls?
A kid with 2 heads, conjoined kids, that looks like one body with 8 limbs, are supposedly incarnations of the Hndu mythalogical goddess of destruction -Kali
I would like to somehow reach out spreading awareness about these rare medical conditions which can be fatal for the little child. In the most recent news of the '2 headed girl child' , her 23 year old father , comments undisturbed , infact quite happy, that they really don't need to seek medical aid as her daughter is responding normally to everything.
Anybody, is there a way we could spread awareness into these villages that these are all normal kids with a severe physical deformity and congenital twins develop so many health issues as they grow up. How would they meet the demands and the medical needs of these kids through the years? Just allow them to rot to death and, call upon the name of "GOD" that it was just meant to be like this.. HOW convenient eh?

Kidnapping Waters

In the process with music/composer Byron Au Yong
I am thirsty .. I am SO thristy.. I am... Leave me all alone. Tears dried up.
All that remains are salt patches. I dust em off..
I need to consume 8 glasses a day!
An open faucet at my will. How delightful! I am content

Sunset

crisp white sand melts through my toes, the comfortably cold feel beneath my soles.
It was a picture perfect moment.. I stood there and in the center in front of me, a distant bright red dot, sank down silently. I dance with the water and the wind making random shapes in the sand and I'm sprinkled with cool salty water that swept off my feet to save it from a jelly-fish's sting.. so perfect.
Does this paradise really exist?
Just as the sun sank down, my heart melts inside with a single gaze into that pair of caramel tinted hypnotizing circles... I can gaze into them forever and I've my perfect sunset moment again.....

Game of Chess

OOO how exciting!!! each of us are these lil pawns scurring around . Ever so strategically _ hops onto the squares, blinded by two halogen 1000 watt bulbs shining in front of the house. Only one knight, only one horse, only one swan, only one king, queen..
You finally witness... ahh queezy feelings and countless "if only"....
I am comfortable. This should not end, let this be my never ending chess-game: My move-ur move-my move -ur move ... and then_____ our move? My knight, my pawn, my bishop, my king, my queen all have multiple options to move ahead to its destination; must I choose my destination?
Complexities mixed in a bowl of quite obvious simplicities.. oh c'mon, else everything's so boring!

She unveils

I question why me. WHY ME?
I call upon Mama, give me strength, and I hear her say ," you can do it, everything will be o.k."
I want to cherish it, I want to hide it and I show off something else
There are reasons i guess, and I should allow all that is happening to happen as it IS meant to be..
I am sad..
Yet, I am secretly happy..
They come to me for answers.. I love it! Oh But who will asnwer my questions, my wishes... I thought I knew.
They are so oblivious of their impact to thy's existance, thy's mind.
Ah but I MUST unveil...........

The Silent Warrior

In this battle field, I fought relentlessly, yet with full intention and passion. I shall not let it be...
I admit, he is selfish.
I admit, she loves every human she connects with, with equal desire to have them in her space.
I admit, he is blunt.
I admit, she is not insecure.
I admit, he always gives, gives, gives......
I admit
I was your silent warrior
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In exhaustion, the mind finally relaxes with pride as she witnesses them surrender....

Have I 'won'?
I was your silent warrior.

Timing

I wait and listen, and ponder.
Listen to what? Choices one makes consciously. I have always said I control decisions and changes I make to my life, but what is it that makes me choose those things? Its quite unbelievable to me that what was not meant to happen in my life, WILL not happen. Yes, I' lean towards fate.. I smile in glee with faint sparkles in my eye..
LIFE- soo thrilling, so much to learn , all of you out there, we learn and understand from each other..
Perhaps one day you might realize what you missed, I hope that day never exists....
I wish them good luck__

LIFE is too short. My advice, my belief, follow your instinct & desire with complete awareness and you shall not be disappointed.