Thursday, March 29, 2012

A Bird's Calling

A bird may sing, a bird may cry
a bird may fall and she may fly
She sways away to the unknown lands
she lives in no place, neither air nor sands
But the lives she sees make her fumble
The sands of time make her humble
A part of her she shares with joy
and flies away to the lands so dry
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A land so green, a river so full
O dear Birdy, let me sing you into a lull
The stars shine in the sky so wide
the ocean kisses the shore with gentle tide
Let your music fill the air, so pure
Let your art blossom just a little more
Stay! The song of your heart, for its sake
For every spirit here now you'll wake
will not stand in your way if you chose to fly
unless you promise not to say goodbye

I fly with my words

Theatrical you may call me
A dramatist would disagree
I live in a world where words just flee
And I traverse along, I transcend with glee

Freedom tastes good

Freedom is what I seek
from the known - a childs' play it'll be
The unknown though is creepy
it doesn't cease to be.. oh so starry

To Light

The light in you is shining bright
Hope ceases to be out of sight
Close your eyes and feel the warmth
In the field called love, there's no such dirth

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Anamika

You don't want your daughter to be Anamika. That's the first thing that comes to my mind when I think of the horrible realities of the society that you and me form.

Anamika is the portrayal of the concept of the worst form of human rights violation - sex trafficking. It tells their tale through their very tongues that have been forced silent for far too long. From the dungeons where they are trapped, to the beasts (I won't call them men) they are forced to go to - they tell all. Anamikas shake the most popular belief of prostitution being 'easy money'. They don’t have a name. They don’t have an identity. Just a body which is not theirs – it’s sold. Again and Again. And if their cries, their tears don't move you, let this do the job. The only words they have for us is an advice to save ourselves from falling in this trap. They wish us a good life - a life they have stopped imagining for themselves. We have made them give up on us. Are we going to wake up now?

P.S. If you want to watch this movie, please refer to the link : http://www.prajwalaindia.com/films.html
or leave me a message. I may be able to assist.