Ripples

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News flashed - Murder, felt 
Humanity died again
Splash! The ‘Stoned Ripples’!

Utpal Kant Mishra

Mumbai

October 21, 2016

P.S: Linking this write to recuerda_mi_corazon for Haiku My Heart. I am a Blogbuddy with Blogchatter.

Relation

A day of peace
When nothing exist, but we
I, We and the soul!  

Utpal Kant Mishra

Mumbai

Oct. 7, 2016

Wishing all a very happy Navratara!

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Bliss - A Haiku

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New Dawn, Morning bliss 

Smiling sun at horizon

Night slept peacefully!

Utpal Kant Mishra

Mumbai

Sep. 23, 2016

P.S: Linking this write to recuerda mi corazon for Haiku My Heart and also to #MyFriendAlexa Week 4 @BlogChatter #BlogChatter 

Hunger - A Haiku & More

Dying are your children 

Fruits, grains, oh mother nature 

My dear capitalism!

As we believe, we live in the most advanced era of humankind.

“21st Century. Wow! Advancements, riches, exploration, knowledge, power what not we do have now.” 

“Awareness and empathy, do you have that?” 

“Yes, we have most effective Media now.” 

“Ah, then you must be knowing your world in and out.” 

“Oh, yes. We have google too.”

“Ah ha! You are so very advanced. I just wanted to blabber something.”

“Go ahead. I am sitting here free for my Friday Drinks. You know I need to relax.”

“Yeah Sure. You need to relax over your drinks.”

“21,000 people die of hunger or hunger related causes every day in our world. This is one person every four second. Children die most often. We had given you plenty of Food for everyone. How did these people get trapped in poverty and that too to an extent where they do not have money to buy their food? Ah, food is to be bought, the most advanced Versions of Human kinds.”

“No no. You carry on with your drink. I am just blabbering. I will do this a little more.

- Some 795 Million people in the world do not have enough food to lead a healthy and active life.

- 12.9% of the population of developing countries is malnourished. 

- Poor nutrition is causing almost 45% of death in children which is 3.1 Million each year.

- One in four of the world’s children are stunted. (This includes developed countries as well) 

Something specific to India 

-194.6 Million undernourished people. 

- one quarter of all unnourished people on the planet live in India. 

- It is home of one third of worlds stunted children that is 38.7% of the children under 5 Years of age.” 

“Aww!” 

"You might be having many things with you now but you are the loneliest of the humankind."

(Data Sources: World Food Program and Poverty.com)

Utpal Kant Mishra

Mumbai

Sep. 16, 2016

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Transformation - A Haiku

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Sudden flow of breath
Passing flight of divine soul
The transformation!


Utpal Kant Mishra
Mumbai
Sep.8, 2016

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Humane

The Nebula of Stars
In the Dark Constellation
Amidst the Black Holes
Twinkling,
Humane ...... !!!


Utpal kant Mishra
Mumbai

P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. This Poetry is for the Last Day of Half Marathon Day 15  #DailyChatter It has been a great journey and through this I have got an opportunity to go through some fantastic works.

The New Dawn (Concludes - Part 6)

“You were never out of my life Amaay but you need to understand at least now that you have to live many lives in one life and for this you need to take decisions within time frame” She said in a very calm tone and continued “We are all like the ethereal azure sky. It has no existence but it exists. Sometimes it is shadowed by the clouds and sometimes it is shiny blue. Few years back we had no existence and few years hence, we will have no existence, but we exist. Memories do exist and with memories we, our emotions and our relationships exist. The memories are sometimes shadowed by the clouds and sometimes they are clear and we continue to exist in stories which are sometimes told and sometimes remembered in perfect solitude”. I kept on listening to her completely mesmerised.

The gravest problem with curiosity does not lie in the information that one gathers but it actually lies in processing that information with an opinionated perception. All these years I had my opinion about Nisha as an immature and impulsive woman. All my perception shattered within flash of a second.

“Your husband and your baby didn’t come with you?” I asked just to change the topic as I had started feeling somewhat guilty.

“Hmm” she sensed my feeling and allowed me the space I needed badly at that moment.

“How are they?”

“They can’t be any better!”

The entire gang knew about our relationship and so they had left us alone.

“I have heard that you had an accident sometime back?”

“Yes. It was a car accident.”

“Hope you didn’t get hurt much.”

“How is your job doing?” She changed the topic.

“That is going great and I got three promotions in two years.”

“Nisha, why don’t you come over to my place with your husband and baby on some weekend? We will have a great time together.”

I learnt another lesson which is going to be with me for my entire lifetime and that is, not to form any opinion about anybody or anything.

I was dragging my body inside the aircraft. I don’t remember how and when I completed the formalities of boarding. I was awake but I was not. I was in some trance which I was not able to understand. The aircraft was taxiing now but I was still in the bar, standing numb and my ears resonating constantly -

“That accident!” after a deep pause she continued “My husband and my baby” and with a sight she concluded “I lit their pyre…….” 

I had my earphone plugged in and I could listen to the song, as if it were coming from some far away….

People, all around

You stand alone….. !

Feeling, life around

You stand alone…. ! 

Un hun … hmm .. hun un

Sha ka la ka

Come along live us together

Till we breathe, till we are live

Come on

Egos! on the shelf

“I” ness shredded around

Come on! Live! Till we are live

Humans! we are

Let us realize ………. !

Un hun … hmm .. hun un

Utpal Kant Mishra

Mumbai

P.S. This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. This write is a work of Fiction and this part is the ending part of this short story. Day 14  #DailyChatter

Mysteries of Life #3

Some Dreams
Satiated, Fulfilled
Some More Dreams
to Chase for

Is this the Driving Potion?
Life!!! How Mysterious are You!!!

Utpal Kant Mishra
Mumbai

P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. Day 7 #DailyChatter

Mysteries of Life #2

With open eyes
we see a world
which becomes real
when we are awake

with closed eyes
we dream a world
which becomes real
when we are asleep

Which one is Real You?
Life !!! How Mysterious are You !!!

Utpal Kant Mishra

Mumbai

P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. Day 6 #DailyChatter

Mysteries of Life #1

Blistering Sun ....
Breezing Moon ...
Pleasant Dusk ...
Sweating Heart ...
Bleeding Emotions ...
And ...
The Pyre .....

Life !!! How Mysterious are You !!!

Utpal Kant Mishra

Mumbai

P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. Day 5 #DailyChatter

My Confused Soul

Oh! The Soul!!!

It is lying so beneath

There is body above

And skin, and muscle

Hold! Veins are also there

Alas! These bones

And a head up above

And the Soul

Suppressed beneath all these

Pondering and taking stress

Oh! The Confused Soul!!!

Behold, Behold!! The Earthy Winds

The Sultry atmosphere

The expression of divide

Alas!! the blood

Here and there, war and fight

Cries of orphaned child

The honchos of the city life

And the lost village style

And the Soul

Searching peace in all

Oh! My Confused Soul!!!

Ah!! The human brain

Mentoring the thoughts of strain

The want – to – be heart

And the capitalist greed

Hold! The skies are ventured

Alas! These ozone holes

The brazen church on sea shore

And the Soul

Traversing the amorous mass

Awaiting its fathers call

Oh! My Confused Soul!!!

Utpal Kant Mishra

Mumbai

P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. Day 4  #Daily Chatter

My Beautiful Lady

A beautiful lady, wrapped in red

Pretty face with some wrinkles trace

Moving gracefully when we faced

“Hi !”  Took time when we met

Glimpses came on our face

Foots Freeze, memories seize

Age sneaked past I peeped

Years gone, people forlorn

New relations, same emotions

Shaming me, shamming you

What I lost, what you boost

Same questions, we knew answers

Had we known the same before

Past was present, present future

“Damn!”  I in me, I in you.

Utpal Kant Mishra

Mumbai

P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. Day 3 #DailyChatter 

Elements

Five Elements
One letter
"ॐ"
Tat Twam Asi ! 
(It is You!) 


Utpal Kant Mishra
July 16th, 2016
Mumbai

P.S: This write is for and linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. Day 2  #DailyChatter

Fire ... Ash ... Dust .... Soil !

Sheaf of Ash
"I"
Burnt in fire
transformed to Dust 
Got mixed with Soil !

From the same Soil
new "I"
took birth !

Again
Fire ... Ash ... Dust .... Soil !

Utpal Kant Mishra
Mumbai
July 15th, 2016

P.S: This write is for and is being linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. The first 7 Days will be for 7 Poetry(s) and the last 8 Days for Short Story(s). All these 15 days write will be for Half Marathon 2016. #DailyChatter Day 1

Yesterday …....She was here

Created by: Payal Agrawal (http://colorsofthefall.blogspot.com)

It was yesterday ……


When she was with me
Looking at my eyes
And her eyes saying
"I love you"

It was yesterday ……

When I was cuddling
In her arms, in winter
And she was filling me with
Warmth of her love


It was yesterday......


When she woke me up
Saying "Happy Birth Day"
And I woke up in a room
Which happen to be brazen
To see it filled with flowers

It was yesterday ……


And today
I am standing near a frame
Holding her in its cuddle
The calendar next said
Only "Twenty" years back


It is only yesterday ……



Utpal Kant Mishra
Mumbai