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  I miss the world. I miss the world I was born in. I miss the seas; I miss the airs; I miss the heat I was baked in. I miss the roads; I miss the rails; I miss the skies that I fly in. I miss the you; I miss the me; I miss the way I was human. I am now astray! I sit still and stay! I am being treated like a vermin. Let me go free. Let there be glee. For the earth's a tree.. That loves the growing spree.. And is as forgiving as a woman. ~By Your missing friend, Rasheeda Madani.

The bell rang. I enter the class. The solid silence Is broken by the chirps Of sparrows and The perfume of grass… Never ending smiles Of children, Drizzle upon me (I was an amateur then.. A terrified me..!) I still remember.. The “shy” boy From the last bench, Arose to give me His name. I noted down quickly And went on with the rest.. He was The first in number.. Was a diligent pupil.. One among the best! Another “little” one Gazes at me From the first bench, With an infinite grin-- That brings about A silken glee Inside my crowded head; And in some way He seems endearing.. Makes me chuckle too…!! As I see them all, Buckled tight To their benches, Ready to roll.. For in me “They believed” And probably Saw an aureole..! My heart swells In pride, Everyday.. At the sight of this Serene morning routine.. Which shuns, doubtlessly, My pains of past, Present, and future, away..! Sud...

Assalamu Alaikum my dear reader friends, Here I am, after a long pause, back to infotain you with the buzzing nuances of life... Wish you had been with me on this roller coaster "space-travel" kinda ride that I'm going through right now... Haha.. I would say it's been one hell of a ride... yes, it was exhilarating, thrilling and thoughtful! The joggers' lane at our housing society Presently I'm in Chennai . I live in a society, where lifestyle is booming with speed, valour, friendship, and a serendipity of mixed emotions. I had to go through a very long process of preparation mentally and physically to pull myself into Chennai's sizzling chromosphere!  Well, as usual I take my long evening walks inside our housing society, where I presume I have a lot of space for myself to be "me". I quietly love the experience!! Of peekabooing through the canopies and listening to the endless arpeggios of the Cuckoo.. Additionally, what enhances my s...

Assalamu Alaikum dear reader friends! This is my humble attempt of modifying Robert Frost's "MENDING WALL" into a technified version... Hope y'all would enjoy reading the post... Here it goes.. Have fun!! "MENDING WORD" Something there is that doesn't love a word, That makes a Gboard to glide-autocorrect-delete, And spins the meanings with no reason; And mends the word “two”, as “twist”. The work of emojis is another thing: I have mistook the “happy” one for “despair” Which I had forwarded to one friend after the other, But they seem to get the idea easily Of how to “hate” or “please” with this Omgrofl stuff! The words I mean, No one has learnt them or heard of them in high school, But at the chatrooms, statuses, or Instagram pavilions, we find them there. I sought my friend beyond the screen; And on a day we login to find the cure And set right the dictionary at least between us. We keep fluctuating words as we go....

Assalamu Alaikum dear friends..!!  The earth is baked.. The Sun is blazing... It's fire, fiery fire everywhere..! And well, we know IT'S SUMMER!!!  Every house yells for A.C... Every parched tongue craves for water... Every sun-dried soul searches the water-hole.. It's water, watery water everywhere...! Moms and home-making Papas, latch their babies in their air-conditioned closets or in their console-designed android wares.. Whereas the employed Papas and Mommas are, nevertheless, the destined cave-beings who ought to be burning their daylight at the pressure-sealed tension chambers called 'office'... It is this season of heat and electrified intensity, that brings us the fruit of paradise--MANGO!  This fruit has had a very long history in Indian households..(no doubt it is from there that it derives the name).. "MAANGAI"="MANGO"..!   Mangifera Indica (the scientific name), a native to eastern India, was believed to be carried to the Arab...

The taste of grey descends the noon... His sovereign aura docking the moon..! --by Rasheeda Madani Image Courtesy: Google

I am a half boiled  Millennial.. I live with Androids Alas! Androids were Not my childhood friends. Punk I was, Punker I am, Punked I would be… Living and lavishing With half-sung radios In full-priced gadgets. Losing myself.. My Self-- I am! I am a half priced Module.. An unsung OTP! --by Rasheeda Madani