Random- Desert more than just sand

The desert with it’s ever changing colors of sand, the mountains of so many shades and colors defines the nature in one word ‘panoramic ‘.

The magic of nature can be seen in all creations,

U.A.E.

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Random- My simple WHyS

Words of love are whispered
Why ?
Words of hate are shouted
Why ?
Anger is expressed without reason
Why ?
Need reasons to express love
Why ?
Blaming others comes easily
Why ?
Saying sorry seems so very difficult
Why

Copyright (c) 2019 Namrata D Prabhakar

Elections- Do we really have a choice ?

 

Democracy-“The Will of People”

Every five years one is given a tool

The tool called “vote”

It makes or breaks the parties

Rejection is the mother of all fears

A politician’s nightmare

And nobody likes a defeat

A few days before the voting day

Every candidate is seen with folded hands and bowing head

Standing in front of the so called “common man”

Begging for a vote in his favor

Using everything in his kitty

From development to freebies to God knows what

Would like to ask these people a simple question

Are they not common ?

What makes them elite ?

Are they not elected to serve the people ?

Are they not duty-bound to fulfill the promises?

Promises of progressive future

Of good roads, clean water, ample to eat

The golden picture of election time “A mirage”

Vanishing and fading humility of elected ones

They are secure for next five years.

Secure to be carelessly trample the hopes

The hopes of that helpless “common man”

That smirk on their face a tale of their arrogance

Their indifference towards their constituency

A slap on the voter’s face

Why we are helpless?

Why can we not have a say?

Why can we not have right ?

To reject a candidate nomination

And ask for a better choice

As there are selfless and honest men/women

Not looking for galore for themselves

But ready to work for “comman man”

Five years or fifty the promises will be broken

The professional politician will serve their own interest

Until they know the switch to power is not in their hand

But in hands of the so called common man

They can be removed as fast as they were elected

With a press of button called “RECALL”

 

When I hear the word common man from these so called politicians and netas, wonder who they think they are. Is it not time to recognizing and respect the people for being fellow humans and a force which can change the fate of these netas, by press of a button.? Why from being sevaks at election time, they become masters after being elected. May be they know that there is no way to de-elect them for next 5 years and they take full advantage of the fact. Most of the time people have no choice, because choosing between bad and worst is after all no choice.

The good choice is as rare as the mango tree😄 in a dessert.

 

Random -Flames of imagination

Flipping through pictures randomly, this caught my attention and imagination too

Looking at the dancing flames

My imagination caught in between

The images being formed

The ever changing flickers

Not letting me decide

What names to give them

So I am leaving it to you

To simply stare at the fire

And enjoy the energy

Or

Try to figure out the mysterious play

Copyright (c) 2019 Namrata D Prabhakar