Stress

By no means am i under undue stress...but i just thought of writing a poem on stress :-)
So here i go!!


Schedules were tight,
worked until late nights...

Overloaded with work,
woke up with abrupt jerks...

images on screen were a blur,
mind was in a slur...

I yearned for some peaceful sleep,
but in work i was buried deep...

stress was taking a toll,
the mind,imprisoned between unknown walls..

life was a mess,
the culprit was of course stress...

And then one fine day, came an angel from the sky,
making my spirits soar high...

Said she, my dear boy,
life is to enjoy...

when your mind feels sick,
listen to some good music...

let your life echo with laughter,
At heart, always be a sheepish prankster...

Nature plays a major role,
in relaxing your body,mind and soul...

Spend time with your loved ones,said she,
that would fill your heart with glee...

Realization hit me hard,
As i sat by that yard...

The sky was slowly gathering a pink haze,
My mind was in a daze...

Before i could thank her,she was gone....
Leaving me behind enlightend, in the approaching dawn...

Food for thought

There are two kinds of people in this world. One, who believe that every positive change needs a miracle of sorts to happen. That one small positive act can get drowned in a sea of negativity without making any difference. The other kind are the ones who believe that even the smallest of acts can make a world of difference. Before you dismiss this blog as a complex analysis of human psychology, let me come to the point.

Lack of civic sense irks me. The other day I was travelling by train. The lady sitting in front of me was eating an orange. Without the slightest hesitation, she threw the peel right there inside the train. What surprised me more was that most of the people seemed totally unperturbed by this. People casually crumpling and throwing tickets while getting off buses and paper tea cups out of train windows are a common sight. Can’t we just find a trash bin and dump it in? The simple act of having a polythene bag handy while travelling long distances and accumulating all trash in it until we find a trash bin can help a lot. I know many might scoff at the idea. But I believe it really does make a difference. It could even inspire others to do the same.

The other thing which I strongly detest is people spitting on the roads. Somehow it seems extremely disgusting and gross to me. When I was in Chennai, I generally took the underground subway to reach the railway station. While I was returning from office, a well dressed, middle-aged gentleman was walking in front of me. I saw him spit right in the middle of the subway and the next thing I knew I was asking him how he could do such a thing in spite of being an educated man. He had a bewildered look in his face and was completely taken aback. I just walked off leaving him questioning my sanity. Though I don’t know whether it actually had any effect on him, it somehow made me feel better than just fretting and fuming about it.

There can be a hundred such examples, that each of us come across in our daily lives. I know asking people to walk around with trash bags handy might sound unrealistic, impractical and even crazy to many. But its all in our attitude. I have tried my best and found that if you really make a conscious effort, its not that difficult after all!