Sunday, 2 October 2016

Chemistry in a Relationhip

Manisha came out of the most boring class of all. She came to her room, where she shared that room with another girl, Kumari. Kumari was a very close friend of Manisha. They both share all the issues they face daily. Kumari was going through hardships at her home. Everybody at her home was out of order. Usually, she shared these grievances with Manisha and found a shoulder to lean on.
At once, Kumari started ignoring her bestie. Manisha understood her and tried mingling with her as Kumari was already in a disturbed state. Later, Manisha found that Kumari got new friends to roam along in the free time. This bothered her a lot as she wanted to be on her side at tough times. On the same evening, after the class, when she came to the room, she found Manisha lying on her bed. Manisha asked her company to have regular evening snacks. But Kumari refused her offer which made Manisha disheartened. She felt all alone suddenly which she never experienced before. She didn’t feel deserted even when she parted from her parents and her friend for lifetime, Anand.
Manisha had a thought of calling her dad, who is more than anyone in her life. But she didn’t want to disturb the peace and the hope of her parents. So, immediately switched her mind to call Anand, who is next to them. She sought his words of help to get her out of that mood. She shared her problem but he never cared of her words. Upon that, he suggested to leave friendship when the other person who won’t even give value for her existence. But she kept on saying him that it must not be the way to deal with. Suddenly, when Anand heard that Kumari left her and made her dates with a new friend, he mocked her with painful words saying that Manisha was jealous of Kumari’s new friend as she was spending more time with her. These words hurt Manisha to a great extent and said Anand to shut his mouth and not to speak to her in a harsh manner. This is the powerful phrase which Anand had faced it for the first time in his life. This is a new oppression which made him to remain silent. His silence spoke words over there, Manisha realised her mistake and she too became speechless. She never hesitated to say sorry to her beloved ones. He also never but there was an inexpressible silence between them this time. He uttered the next first word that he was sorry and disconnected the call.
After sometime, a message popped up in Anand’s mobile. He just stared at the notification saying ‘sorry for being rude, My Dear’ from Manisha, who realised her mistake. His ego casted a black magic on his thoughts and stopped him to give a reply for that. He was holding the phone and sat on a bean bag. Even though it was his favourite, comfortable cushion bought at his wish, he felt discomfort in that at that moment. He was moving and making restless gestures on that. His grandfather, Shivaiah, found his behaviour unusual and enquired what the problem was. Anand didn’t reveal it. Shivaiah left him alone thinking that he would become normal after sometime.
Parvathamma, Shivaiah’s wife, brought medicine box for her hubby, which were to be consumed at that time. But Shivaiah was not ready to take them as he was deeply engrossed in the thoughts of his grandson’s condition. Parvathamma offered him the medicines again and again. It irritated Shivaiah. Parvathamma knew from their 46years of relationship that he would forget about his medicines if she leaves him then. She pestered him. His frustration ruled over his mind and anger took the driver seat and he shouted at her with a frowning face, “Keep them on the table.” She felt very bad at that moment and left the place. Anand could find it in her red and moistened eyes that she cried. But Shivaiah didn’t bother about her. One thing, she needed was his attention and cause for that anger. Out of his experience in handling the relations, Shivaiah could make out that his wife cried a lot and called her to him and said, “See, our Anand is out of mood today. I was concerned about the reason behind it.” She, now understood his status at that point of time. They both realised their respective mistakes at the earliest possibility and expressed it with their full heart.
On observing this old couple, Anand learnt the art of chemistry in a relationship that only conversation can alone resolve such silences. He moved silently into his room with his bean bag. He sat on that and recollected the whole sequence between him and Manisha. After sometime, he made up his mind and thought of initiating the talk. So he called Manisha but before it rang, he felt nervous and disconnected it. Again, with a strong will, he called her. He was unable to start the conversation but surprisingly, she took the first step by saying that it was her ignorance which drove over her mind and made her to utter such kind of tough words and tears started rolling out of her eye sacks. Unknowingly, same was happening to Anand. But he managed it and consoled Manisha not to cry and said that fault was on his side too and he wouldn’t have said so. After this, they understood that ripples will be created in a peaceful pond of relationship because of misunderstandings. He shared the wisdom he learnt from his grandparents with her to keep relationship strong ever that yesterday’s fight must not halt today’s communication. He said her that they have to build a beautiful relationship by admitting the mistakes made, at the earliest and express it with full heart and make others feel important to them.
© Kranthi Kiran Ale
02/10/2016

Friday, 9 September 2016

Declaration

I declared my heart for you,
I declared my soul for you,
I declared my thought for you,
I declared everything for you,

But...

'His' declarations are above all,

He declared freedom for you,
He declared peace for you,
He declared holiday for you,
He declared everything for you,

Except me,
Except me and
Except me.

I returned my prayer to him,
He never had a ear to me,
I asked for a wish to him,
He never had a hand to deliver,

I devoted,
I devoted and
I devoted.

He declared karma is strong,
He declared, taken won't be given,
He declared some wishes not granted,
He declared luck in next avatar.

I am waiting ,
I am waiting and
I am still waiting.

Yours love.

Copyright
Ale Kranthi Kiran,
9/9/2016.


Friday, 2 September 2016

No one is perfect

It was her general call to Anand at 6PM in the evening after the completion of her daily office hours.

“Hello Dear”, she greeted him in a tired voice of love which is husky.

“Hi Mannu, Where are you? How was your day?” enquired Anand.

“Actually, I am thinking about the night”, She said.

“What?” he asked.

“Yeah, am alone and you know I can’t sleep in the room without my friends” muttered Manisha. 
“Everybody went to home.”

“Why can’t you?” He raised his voice and said, “Don’t say all this nonsense. I have a lot of other things to deal with.”

She said, “Hmmm Ok. It was a good day. I am going to have food at Ramu Kaka’s hotel tonight.” She again said, “I have to sleep but am scared of nightmares.”

“See Manisha, I can never understand your cheap and childish fears. I never heard a grown up saying these kind of silly issues. I can’t share rest of my life with an immature,” he said irritatedly. She cried on the other side. There was a pin drop silence. He shouted, “Don’t cry. Arghhh.” He said, “Good Bye,” cutting the call abruptly.

She knew it was silly but nobody said it was idiotic from her childhood. She tried a lot to change herself after his repeated sayings. This happened many times in their past. Not only in this issue, many such incidents, led to this present quake in their bond.

He was totally rude and his words hurt her a lot. She was deserted and tears were rolling on her red cheeks. He was not at all concerned about her emotions. He never understood that ‘No one is perfect on this planet.’ But she thought he would get this one day and comeback to her. He too imagined the same that she would come to him.

She was sleepless. Lying on the bed and just staring at the roof. At the same time, Anand lost in his thoughts.

He was looking at a white cup with a big red dot inside it. He asked cup, “You are so fair throughout. Won’t you feel imperfect with that mark within you?”

Cup replied, “Yeah Anand. I feel but I know I’ll be filled with something which makes me perfect.”

He poured coffee in it. Now, Cup asked him, “Anand, can you find the mark now?”

Anand realized that coffee in it made the Cup perfect. So he got to know that ‘No one is perfect on this planet. To be perfect, everyone needs to be coupled like the Cup and the Coffee.’

Slowly, everything faded away. He cognized that he was dreaming. It was an eye opener to him in the trance. At once, he called Manisha. His heartbeat raised and thoughts were rushing in the mean while. Whether she would attend his call or not. He was totally confused.

Conversely, she sprang from her bed joyously seeing his name on the screen. But she was bit thoughtful for a while and looked at the pendulum clock on the wall. Again, she subsided all her emotions and slided the green blinking light on the mobile. They both remained silent for some time.

Anand said, “Sorry, Darling. It was my mistake.”

And there was a pause.

She resumed, “It’s ok, Honey. Sometimes it happens.”

“Even then I wouldn’t have been so harsh.”

“C’mon Honey. I’m happy that you came back to me.” “By the way, I know you can’t be without me,” she giggled.

Again, there was a spring in their relationship. Then on, he tried his best to make her feel confident in her tough times.

©Kranthi Kiran Ale

02/09/2016

Friday, 1 July 2016

Conquering the confines

                                 

When the thoughts are burnt in thunders,
of the fencing clouds of fear,
ride on the confidence,
soar and rise higher than those, 
conquering the confines of fear.

When the humanity is hunted cruelly, 
By the hovering darkness of ignorance,
light the flambeau of knowledge,
tear the black screen in the brain,
conquering the confines of ignorance.

When grit gets gambled
in the maze of emotional paths,
escape it, with the spark of wisdom and wit,
gain the strength to bring the universe down,
conquering the confines of emotions.

©Kranthi Kiran Ale
01/07/2016

Wednesday, 15 June 2016

Recalled Sensations

May the farthest distances,
Build their walls between us,
My heart flies higher than those,
I carry loads of  souvenirs on my back,
Reach you with the baggage of the love nectar,
Sprawling on the lush green veranda,
In the discrete moon lights of scintillating dew drops,
Let us consume every drop of it,
along with the picturesque of the grand nature,
Still the merriment I feel in your presence,
It is same and cherished in my memories,
You are close to my heart as beats to it.

© Kranthi Kiran Ale
    14/06/2016  


Tuesday, 5 April 2016

My Muse


Where silence speaks it's words,
In the ears of the feelings in my heart,
you are the magical muse i realized,
In the sweetest tune I ever heard.

Crossing the borders of life,
I see one sense touching me,
It is your love spreading as a scent.
To make peace in my insanity,

 
Copyright
Kranthi Kiran Ale
05/04/2016

Thursday, 31 March 2016

You and Me

When I hold your arm,
You hold sway over my heart.
When I caressed your sweet little cheek,
you reminded me the gentleness of a feather.
When I cuddled you closely,
You gave me the warmth of my mother.
When I clasped in my arms,
You smelled to me with a fragrance of love.
When I longed to see you,
you smiled to me in my fantasy.

Copyright
Kranthi Kiran Ale
2015

Tuesday, 29 March 2016

The Great Companion

Every day I go and Go,
With an erupting lava of wishes,
Practicing my life, more devotion, 
Performing it better than past minute,
I dwell in the images of the nature,
I travel into peace of still water,
In a search of the Great Companion,
Who can answer my uncertainty,

I reached Him, 
With the steps of good deeds,
He showered his love like a rain,
It healed my shattered heart,
He gave the power of a Mammoth,
To conquer the gap in a relation,
He cultivated happiness in my heart,
Reaped a thought to share it,
He showered wealth of  health on me,
Which guided to eternity,

At the right moment,
The streams of beauty,
Motivated me, I had only wish,
To become one with Him,
To which I pay my endless soul.

Copyright
Kranthi Kiran Ale
29/03/2016











Sunday, 27 March 2016

Queen

My dreams,
Landed in the mansion of memories,
You are the Queen of that dear,
As memorable person always.

Copyright
Kranthi Kiran Ale
27/03/2016

Saturday, 26 March 2016

Leader


Leads like a lion,
In an army of ants,
With a trait of a jackal.

Without bearing a title,
As a deep root inside the soil,
Holds the set up strong.

He is a saviour in a situation,
When difficulties occur as floods,
Supports with a great courage.

His words take life,
Swings in the air,
Reaches many.

Dares to step forward,
In the ocean of challenges,
Floats like a ship of trust.

When target is blurred,
Turns into a glass,
Fixes it as a radar.

Rare as an oasis,
Serves the needy,
Important for the existence.


Copyright
Kranthi Kiran Ale
26/3/2016

Tuesday, 22 March 2016

Life


I am not known,
Where I am, moving in vanity,
Existing here with many other,
Exiting in many excitements,
My life,
Rippled in the Infinite waves,
Still not reach the shore,
Moving with up and down hopes,
Sometimes frozen in hard milieu,
Still alive, hot inspirations move me,
I fall and rise,
Not all laugh at my being, 
Lemme quit at its crest.

 ©Kranthi Kiran Ale
22/03/16

Thursday, 17 March 2016

Abandoned child



I don't know, how I grew this old,
My parents sprinkled blue in my eyes,
Escaped leaving me in world's garbage,
Walked on the hot pan with bare foot,
slept on the ice floor with undressed body,
A slice with green jam in a scented bin,
Left out coke in a crushed tin,
Was a delicious dinner I had till now,
I proudly say I worked for the World,
Picking the recyclable plastic on the roads,
Filled the bag of my life on back,
I prayed for the brave heart and carefree mind,
I wished for the better life and helping hands,
I called back my childhood, vaporized in hot shades of sun,
There was no recorder and relation with me,
which can show and who can say,
So, I don't know, how I grew this old.

©Kranthi Kiran Ale

17/03/2016

Wednesday, 16 March 2016

Pain


A crippled four legged dog,
Staggering slowly,
I could see it but cannot bare it,
It is the pain of bad deeds You say.

A conceived mother,
Screaming in a great pain,
I could see it cannot bear it,
It is the pain of good deeds You say.

I realized, pain You present it to all,
It is a package delivered in the time's journey,
It turns to be bad and good,
Deeds we do define it,
You bless us with no Partiality,
This You say unconditional love.

Copyright
Kranthi Kiran Ale
16/03/2016

Courage



Being brave is the greatest courage you can possess in this short life.

Copyright 
Kranthi Kiran Ale
16/03/2016

Tuesday, 15 March 2016

Glory Unto the Lord

I am into steep low of lively mountain,
I flutter the wings of hope,
Sheer power of WILL in my heart,
Glory unto the Lord,
He lifted His spirit in me,
Boosted eternal courage into me,
Pumped boundless energy into wings,
Drove me up and up,
Never looked back,
Only Onward! and Onward!
I meditated on Him and persevered,
He did the rest,
Glory unto the Supreme soul.

Copyright
Kranthi Kiran Ale
15/03/2016

Saturday, 12 March 2016

Bliss of a Pair

Sitting under the star's canvas,
Holding the hand tight,
Leaning against my man,
Simply keeping me closer,
Putting his arms around,
Holding my shoulder,
Saying hearty words,
Touching my soul deep,
Taking me out of sorrow,
Eager to watch me smiling,
Staying there with deep love.
Let the dome of stars,
Bless us with the shine of happiness.

Copyright
Kranthi Kiran Ale
12/03/2016

Thursday, 10 March 2016

Melody


I saw a lane in the Heart,
Where a corpuscle moving with a tune,
I put my ear to it,
Surprise it was the tune with your name,
every other corpuscle liked it,
Started singing melody in the soul,
My heart was filled with you,
Beat of lub-dub has your name.

copyright
Kranthi Kiran Ale
05/03/2016

Kiss


I kissed her,

She became a touch me not,
Again She blossomed as a bloom,
Inviting me to Kiss her again.


copyright
Kranthi Kiran Ale
05/03/2016

Light of the life


My light of the life,
You came as a ray,
lighted my soul ,
just came closer as warmth,
roamed around me to protect,
Just loving the ambiance,
don't go away making it dark,
I can't survive,
As you are my light of life.

copyright,
Kranthi Kiran Ale,
05/03/2016.

Sun

Son of the east,

you grow up greater and the greatest,
When you take a leap at west,
You are made as Orphan of the side,
Time change us to Many to none,
Again it gives you the brighter and the Brightest side,


Gives you birth again.


copyright
Kranthi Kiran Ale
05/03/2016

Wednesday, 9 March 2016

Her Demise

I vocalize it with my full strength,
When you passed away,
You made us alone,
Here we live in solitude,
Making peace in our sorrow laden hearts,
You call us to meet you,
And have a last emotional view,
Emotions engulfed me, 
There is only one word,
Deep in my heart,
Whether it consoles us,
Or it energizes us,
We miss you.

©Kranthi Kiran Ale 
11/02/2016

మహిళా దినోత్సవ శుభాకాంక్షలు

దేశ భాషలు వేరైనా ,

నీ భాష ఒక్కటే.. అమ్మ భాష.

పేర్లు పెట్టుకున్న ప్రేమలు ఎన్ని ఉన్నా, 

నీ ప్రేమ ఒక్కటే.. మాతృ ప్రేమ. 

మనుషుల్ని మైమరపించే ఒక పాట కడితే,

అది నువు చెప్పే తియ్యని మాట. 


కల్మషం లేని కనులను చూడాలంటే,


నిను దర్శిస్తే చాలు,


ఈ మహా ప్రస్థానంలో పాత్రలు ఎన్ని ఉన్నా,


చివరగా చిరంజీవం అయ్యేది నీదే. 


కాలాన్ని వెనక్కి తోసి పరుగు తీస్తున్నా,


జగతికి జ్ఞానమిచ్చిన ఓ మహిళా ప్రపంచమా,


ఓ స్త్రీ! ఓ దేవత! ఇదిగో నీకు నేను అందిస్తున్న,


మహిళా దినోత్సవ శుభాకాంక్షలు.



© క్రాంతి కిరణ్ ఏలే 
౯/౩/౧౬
  

Wednesday, 17 February 2016

#5 Truth


11 words a day

I am available for everyone but
unfortunately everybody cannot express me.

Tuesday, 16 February 2016

Monday, 15 February 2016

#3 Proof


11 words a day

Man framed existence,
On the events of my revelation unto him.

Sunday, 14 February 2016

Friday, 12 February 2016

My life's tune



Tune it is never composed,
The Most High plays it,
It is all of a surprise,
When it goes punk,
I feel fear in my veins,
When it goes melodious,
I make a dance of peacock,
It is the tune gets stopped,
When the symphony gets over.

(c) Kranthi Kiran Ale
12/02/2016

Thursday, 11 February 2016

Free Heart

When a birdie heart flies and flies,
In the sky of the dreams,
An age old cloudy hurdle says,
“Stop and play in my shade”,
Let this light of wisdom above it,
Guide it in touching peak spirits,
Breaking the fears with stretched wings.

©Kranthi Kiran Ale
11/02/2016

Wednesday, 10 February 2016

Love


EVER LASTING RESOURCE IN NATURE - LOVE
Love is the gift of god,
Love is the feel of heart,
Love is the life of sharing,
Love is the art of living,
Love is the voice of silence,
Love is the language of souls,
Love is the beauty of bonding,
LOVE IS ETERNAL.

Tuesday, 9 February 2016

Unbinding Energy


I never cared for the duties
It is pain -- hits my every thought in the heart,
you ask for my unclear abilities to put open,
I leave the block for unleashing and unbinding energy,
Where the supreme self trains and stays with me,
I care for my happiness and hues of life.

copyright Ale Kranthi Kiran
09/02/2016

Sunday, 31 January 2016

Life of an Orphan



I am an orphan,
It is when creator emancipated,
My parents from His creation,
Crying and praying for the care.

I am an orphan,
It is when, I hold my head to the belly,
In the abandoned home of the busiest city,
Screaming and shouting at the fate.

I am an orphan,
It is when,I went to the orphanage,
In the nights, I woke up due to nightmares,
Peeking and gaping in the dark for motherly touch.

I am orphan,
It is when,I got a blow down my ribs,
I fell down on the ground, testing the degree of pain,
Looking and waiting for the hand on my shoulder.

I am an orphan,
It is when,I was sent out in a school,
Staring at the opened and scattered books on the floor,
Begging and asking for the helping hands.

I am an orphan,
It is when,I was kicked out of the ground,
Gazing at the children playing football,
Searching and walking in my memories for a companion to play.

I am an orphan,
It is when,I was rejected for an alliance,
Dreaming for the beauty I loved,
Running and sprinting away from the soulmate.

I am an orphan,
It is when,I was hanging to the roof,
Saying the world, a tale of an uncared boy,
Hovering and flying to the Gates of Heaven.

I am not an orphan,
It is when,I saw my lights of life,
Playing in the mother's lap,
Kissing the father's cheeks.

I am not an orphan,
Anymore,not anymore.

© Kranthi Kiran Ale
  30/01/2016




Wednesday, 27 January 2016

A journey from universal to personal



It is God’s wonderful creation. In this Man lost his identity on cutting down the forest. And parted from the Almighty.

Supreme spirit of the infinite, granted life,
Life evolved as a creature called Human Being,
Mankind was manifested with consciousness,
Every corpuscle vocalized— spiritualism and mysticism,
With the never ending zeal in every soul,
With the eternal enthusiasm for being immortal,
And with the power of the earth and water.

In the shades and breezes of mounted trees,
Wisdom poured in as streams of water,
Energy filled in every atom, in that green woodland,
Man forgot the greatness of his resting place,
Goaded into madness of materialistic possessions,
Insanity grew and got into several tangents, and
Slashed forest in the obsession of wealth and sustenance.

Life of mortal moved from universal to personal,
Man isolated from real existence,
Swamped with the wave of ignorance,
Started living with the feeble flow of energy,
Growing with the greasing grip on milieu,
Resting in the four walls of restrictions,
Messing with the laws of creation.

In the kinship with the man and nature,
Agriculture agreed with the man to start,
On the stage of fallen branches and leaves,
On the ploughed field of uprooted trees,
With the water in the ditches of no tree land.
Roaming with memory of forest riches,
Man looked out, ignoring the light within.

Lost the resonance with the God’s harmony,
Divisions were made with longitudes and latitudes,
Partitions into kingdoms, kingdoms into cities,
Obsessed with power over the partners on the plain,
Marring money entered the frail survival,
Rusticated the knowledge of making peace and happiness,
Bond of love with universe turned to bondage.

Walking on the rope of inhumane humanity,
Lost the shelter with the shattered forest,
Experienced the lurid light of the Sun,
Blown away with the razing storms,
Quivered in the raging quakes of the Earth,
Pondering for the pasture of tamed tails,
Got into the conflagration of discovered dazzle.

Man lost the way to home of the Most High,
Missed the vitalizing glance of the Divine,
Stopped startling for the amusements on the globe,
Wresting valuables from the friendly Nature,
Water no more purifying the filthy heart,
Earth no more gladdening the polluted mind,
Sacred association with the Almighty slayed into shreds.

Lord’s words to benighted being on the Land,
My dear Man, come out of the imaginative illusions,
Realize the purpose and the truth of situations,
You are a boon not a goon in the Infinite,
You are swinging in the Nature’s cradle,
Be in it and be with it,
Power of union is greater than Power of possession.

©Kranthi Kiran Ale
24/01/2016