The earth below me shakes and the head of mine swirls O! Nirabaya O! Zainab You shake me every day every minute every second. I spend the sleepless nights Sometimes in sorrow sometimes gathering courage Each day I feel your tiny hands your shrieking crying souls. I cannot deny but it bothers me to my bones To feel the piercing pain you must have gone through, Breaching through your heart, your minds and your bodies. I feel so numb and restless for all I can do is To gather strength to pray for souls like you For I don’t know how many more Zainabs will be snatched off of the tiny teddies and toys For I don’t know how many Nirabayas Who grew up upright from being the tiny tots To shining bright stars in the sky. Yes I feel you each day yes I feel you every passing night With every passing minute with every passing day!
Sometimes I just sit down still and wish this whole world to come to a stand still. Even it be for a few minutes. I ponder and ponder and then only one thought crosses my mind. What did I do all my life? Why I did this why I did that but then the true confessions will be borne by only that mind which comes to a stand still in a stand still time where we can rewind and re-live those moments. All these debates come across as throughout my life I did mere one thing. A fight, a fight of brain vs. heart. Brain is the apt word because its heart which guides the thoughts and then mind originates from there; the heart itself. But brain word is just apt for me, may be because I am a medico so I prefer using the anatomical terminology, may be because I know the famous sayings which go around like these ? Heart is where the mind is OR mind is where the heart is OR if you want to know where your heart is look to where your mind is OR to be philosophical 'Om' is where the heart is OR ...