Perspective: Are you sure there’s a Coin?

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I wonder “why this kolaveri di?” (Tamil expression for why this killing rage) Why there is chaos everywhere, why so much negativity and why do we ponder around freedom of expression when most of us fail to imbibe, understand and accept things as they are.

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Being a medico I have lived with multiple choice questions for a long time (longer that I actually loved to) and they teach us just one thing…there’s only one right answer and the rest are all wrong. Most people live by this rule in their lives too. But PGI Chandigarh (Medical college that conducts own MCQ based entrance test) refuses to bow down to this monotony and they offer more than one right answer to each question. That’s it. EUREKA!!! Although such question are even tougher to answer but this is where the ray of hope is hiding. The simple truth that there can be more than one right answers for a given situation. But here also we fall prey to “भला उसकी धुलाई मेरी धुलाई से सफेद कैसे?” I mean the fight continues to decide who is more right…Pity.

 

 

 

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So where does perspective fall in here. It simply means two people can see the same thin differently from where they are standing and more importantly they both may be right. There are some other expressions for this too like, walking in their shoes to understand their views and the other one which urges you to look at the other side of the coin too.

मेरे सही होने से, तेरा ग़लत होना ही सही,
ये धरती अम्बर  सब तेरे, मेरा मन  का कोना ही सही ||

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THE OTHER SIDE OF THE COIN: If you are a mathematics nerd, you would have appreciated that besides the flip side there’s a rim of the coin too. The small thickness which may be a minority in itself but still a side of the coin. Bye the way, I don’t know who said that there can only be a coin. This concept is easier to understand if you consider a ball in place of a coin. See, now there is no flip side but a possibility of innumerable sides. An endless combination of perspectives to the same given situation.

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Being right is not everything,

Wrong is not always a bee sting,

My right may be your left,

If we stand together,

Both are right and no one is left,

We see the flip sides of a coin,

Forget to see the rim,

Dive deep into the possibilities,

Fail to traverse the brim,

If we consider each and all,

Doubts will clear and thou shall see,

The coin is actually a ball,

If we can accord this truth,

Peace will be in near sight,

Acknowledge this simple fact,

That we both can be right,

We both can be right…

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May God bless us all…

Happy Doctor’s Day

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My gratitude to all the superheroes donning the white apron with pride. I hope you have a wonderful day, a fruitful year and an amazing life. Happy Doctor’s Day.
Here’s a poem to do the honors…

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Presenting my composition, a tribute to the doctors and in fact all the medicos, which found a place in the annual collection of shortlisted poems selected by the jury of poetry society of India. I couldn’t win though, but it is a huge motivation to keep trying. Here it goes:

We are the Doctors


We  are  the  healers, we  cure,  we  care,

Cope  with  plights,  only  few  would  dare,

We  are  everywhere; so common yet  so  rare,

The resilient, eccentric & beyond compare,

We who missed the dusk of adolescence;

Solving MCQs  & juggling  books  for  reference,

Suffered in saudade  to  don the white coats,

Trying  to  be  resolute  while  riding  many  boats,

We  study  not  only  medicine, but  law  to  stats,

Playing multiple tricks with solitary hats,

For us, winsome moments are like spam,

And life is only what is  left  between  exams,

We  who  graduate  as  our  friends  finish  PGs,

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Poetry & me (2)

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Elysian: beautiful, creative, divinely inspired…

Poetry  means  emotions; love, laughter  and  pain,

It  tends  to  my  wounds,  and  keeps  me  sane,

के लबों पर पिघलते गीतों को,   जैसे  साज़  मिल  जाते  हैं,

और  दिल  से  रिसते  जज़्बातों  को,  मीठे  अल्फ़ाज़  मिल  जाते  हैं,

These  words  extricates  my  soul,  and  quells  disdain,

I  am  a  scorching  desert  and  poetry  is  my  rain,

के  काव्य  करता  है  मुझे  रिहा, और   ख्वाबों  को  उड़ान  देता  है,

दिखाता  है  ये  इंद्रधनुष  और  उमंगों को  आसमान देता  है ,

रंगों  को  ज़ुबान  देता  है, हसरतों  को मुक़ाम देता  है ||

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                                                                              -doc2poet

Sharing and learning new words takes us closer to other cultures and their literature. And it is just beautiful. Hope you feel the same too. 🙂

Here’s a little more about me and poetry. Follow the link and let it sink: 

https://doc2poet.wordpress.com/2016/02/14/poetry-me/?frame-nonce=f9701f9780 

Poets for peace

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Praxis Magazine has released the peace-poem-2016 which is a collaborative poem comprising of more than 250 segments contributed by #poetsforpeace from around the world.

Peace is always beautiful

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I am #proud to be a part of this initiative and that this small step may fuel the pursuit of peace globally. Kudos to the efforts of #Praxis team, the poets and anyone & everyone who played the smallest of part in this endeavor. Please read and share it to spread the message…

Here is what I had to say…

Why do they crush innocent lives?

Foster violence and glorify knives,

Killing people in HIS name,

HE who loves everyone the same,

Splitting up hearts with borders and regions,

Dissecting names to dye them with religions,

Millions live in fear, dying an inch every day,

Carrying the burden of lives they lost on the way,

Why do they want Jesus, Muhammad and Shiva to compete?

They only end up humiliating the gods with their deceit,

Often we forget the WHOs and WHATs that we have lost,

Not knowing exactly how much this violence would cost,

Peace can only be a distant dream,

Until we step up to the occasion like a team,

Let’s pray those poor souls may rest in peace,

Let happiness prevail and violence may cease,

Violence may cease…

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– Amit Prakash (doc2poet)

      You may read the complete poem @ http://www.praxismagonline.com/peace-poem/ or download it as pdf from the following link: http://www.praxismagonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/Poets-for-Peace-September-21.pdf

Half Girlfriend: #TrueLove

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          Love can be found in the darkest of hearts if one only remembers to seek it. Sometimes we need to see though eyes of others to see the love that lies within us. But it doesn’t always happen as the cupid desires to be, sometimes the worldly pleasures takes over our instincts. Sometimes we fail to see the light, the love which we have subconsciously locked away and the emotions cannot penetrate the shell around it. In a world of “tit for tat” we are yet to see “love for love” to decide the fate of all love stories. Some love stories do not see the dawn of eternity, some love stories just fade away in time. Here’s one such story that met with a similar fate but remember that it is just the story or the characters that die, the love lives on and on and on.

Love at first sight it was, as pure as it can be, 
She is everywhere, it’s all he can see,
Knows no boundaries, fears  no fear,
Just wanna love her, and hold her dear,

It’s a pity she didn’t love him,
Mocked him & shunned him away,
But he never learned to not-love her,
Without her…he wouldn’t last a day,

She was everything for him,
He loved her unconditionally anyway,
But his love couldn’t prevail,
She wouldn’t believe-no matter what he say,

He didn’t know anything but to love her,
So he loved her to his last breath,
And proved his love in life and in death…

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                   It may be heart shattering to see your beloved but not being able to embrace her in your arms but remember that you are never alone if you love yourself. You don’t have to be what others want you to be.

दिलों  में  छलकती  मोहब्बत, लकीरों  में  समा  ना  सकी,

जम  के  बरसी  दोनों  ही  तरफ, पर  प्यास  फिर  भी  बुझा  ना  सकी…

               You don’t have to be interesting or entertaining, spontaneous or sociable. You are beautiful the way you are. The right people are going to recognize your worth. Life is too short, and your own happiness is far too important to think otherwise.

मोहब्बत  के  बाज़ार  में,  

इक  उम्र  ख़र्च  कर  आए  हम,

पर  खता  भी  क्या  इन  लम्हों  की,

जब  ख्वाब  ही  थे  सजाए  कम,

फूलों  की  दिलकश  चाहत  मे,

कटों  ने  ढाए…कितने  सितम,

बे-इंतेहाँ   मेरे  प्यार  के,

बदले  मे  पाए  केवल  गम,

खुशियाँ  तेरी  तुझमें  ही  हैं,

कहाँ  मुस्कान  तेरी?  क्यूँ आँखें नम?

दिल  को  थोड़ा…ज़रा  यार  समझा,

हर  दिल  को  यहाँ, मिलता  नहीं  सनम,

करनी  है  मोहब्बत, तो  खुद  से  कर,

कोई  और  मिले…तो  करना  कम,

कोई  और  मिले…तो  करना  कम… ||

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              Sometimes the best thing you can do is not think, not wonder, not imagine, not obsess. Just breathe, and have faith that everything will work out for the best.

A long due post in my “True-love” series and I am glad blogadda came up with this prompt. Hope you like it. Don’t forget to share and come back for more.:-)

I am sharing a Half relationship story at BlogAdda in association with #HalfGirlfriend .