Commotion of Emotions

                “Look, Papa! A deer!” screamed Raghu with his hands vigorously jolting his father.                 “Sshh! You’ll scare it away son. It is a young gazelle” he moved his head around, trying to get a better view from the side window. “They are very shy and you are one lucky boy to see one at this time.”                 “Look, its staring at us” Raghu whispered, “I wonder where his family is?”                 “Stay put. Do not turn back. Any sudden movement will drive the animal away” he said rolling the glass down, using the driver control. Raghu felt a slight weight on his right shoulder, but did not bother to turn back, for he had transcended the real world. It was only the deer and he himself that existed. The unbroken line of sight; the thrill of looking into the eyes of a wild animal barely five meters away; the obscurity of a mind that worked, perceived and felt different than his own, was a puzzle that he could have worked on for ages. This exuberanc

There are people, Who can see the trouble, Empathise with the pain, Burst their bubbles, And burn down the drain - To rid the world of heroine, Or get high in the clatter of coins. There are those, Who see the best in all, Smile upon the demented soul - To stand tall, fall and crawl, And lift curses old; Living with heartless ghouls, Lusty, hateful and cruel. And then there are those, Who understand without words, And read the depths of your mind, Against the innocent idiots in herds, Who live and let live to waste your time, Gallantly striving together, Birds of bloody feathers. And so are those, Who can express, Through palms, fingers and fists; Amongst inappropriately dressed, The proprietors of cowardice. The silence lovers, Who hide in painted covers. And so are those, Who are alive and dead, Neither understand nor show the will. Fitting miserably in frets, Neither made nor designed for st