Cascading Emotions English

Love is a journey, but sometimes it is more about missing the train than catching it. Photo by Roman Kraft on Unsplash “Please don’t go! If you really love me, just hang in there, fight your cancer for me, I will take care of everything, don’t leave me all alone in this world! Or else, I will think you never loved me.” She sobbed almost unstoppably at my bedside.  The poisonous chemo dripped continuously into my vein, but her words felt like nectar. “No, that is not true, I always loved you, it’s just that I never told you.” I wanted to hold her hand and tell her, but the words were lost somewhere within. She looked at my face for a second, tried to decipher my lip movements, but couldn’t find anything there. I knew she was not very good at reading eyes, so letting her read them was futile. I closed my eyes. The doctor was on round. She tried to normalise her countenance. The kaleidoscope of our life started reeling in my mind. Ours was a typical Indian marriage, so to say arranged...

Photo from medium.com   It is about me and my survival. Everyone joining Medium has their own reasons to do so; some join for earning money, some for making a lot of followers and becoming famous, some others for a sense of satisfaction and achievement, etc., but the underlying fact is that all have something to say, something to write about and share with the world; and fortunately, if something comes out inspirational from all that stuff, that benefits the society. Every life is unique, every human being is special, so every life story also has an element of distinctiveness. This story is about me, about sharing something with others, and if it can even inspire a single human soul, I would be blessed. It is not about success or failure; it is about survival, my survival. When we discover something to look forward to even after reaching the dead-end in our life, that endeavor keeps us alive and whoever has been instrumental in that, we should be indebted to them. Let me give you a...

  It’s enough! Let us not allow PROGRESS to fool around with us. Photo by  Barbara Zandoval  on  Unsplash I sincerely urge you to open the link below and patiently watch the video for a few minutes. I assure you that you will be enriched even if you are not so spiritual, but just an aware nice human being. Artificial intelligence can hijack not only our spirituality but also our humanity! The introducer in the video is  Mr. Rajiv Malhotra  who is an Indian author and Hindu activist. The main speaker is  Swami Sarvapriyanand  who is the current resident Swami and head of the Vedanta Society of New York. Here is a very brief synopsis of the subject for the readers who may not wish to distract themselves from reading by venturing into watching the video. But before I dive into the subject, kindly allow me to be straight with a few facts: I am not averse to any technology. As long as it serves my purpose, not making me serve its own purpose, I am fine...

  Photo from personal files (Artist - Aakaanksha Pandey) You either contain Venoms of strife, Or some honeyed Nectar of life; You green clay pot of Whiny wine, From outside Why do you shine? Aren't you like A quiet crocodile, To kill me when Relaxed and idle? You either harbor Storm of emotions, Or just the vicious Desires of humans; Shelved at old tavern You urn of inebriation, Who takes the credit For your creation? Is that glassy wine flute Your beloved cousin, Fit to brim with your Poisonous oozing? There may be a Genie Sitting inside you, To fulfil our various Mundane desires anew; Or a hunter waiting To leap up and prey, Just for nothing But to raise trivial fray; Will you lure me, Pour yourself in the jar, Or should I falter, And come to your bar? Can you give equal joy To rich and poor, Or like a chameleon You change your color? The rich loves you, sips you And laughs loudly, The poor borrows you, Gulps and gasps bitterly; Why do you not  Behave impartially? Or is it w...