My stream of thoughts

                      A Diary of greed Alas! From a thirsty miser, to a haughty, yet rich man who only understood how to ta ke and not give, I am now a worthless wretch who aba ndoned all his properties. My once reckless life of fame is still unforgotten, still shamed by many. That very fame was rewarded to me by my greed for money, and yet, that was the very greed that took my life away from me. As I rot on this isolated piece of land, trying to escape the ghost of my old life, and all who I owe my money to, I felt the need to explain how I ended up this way. Let me break down the story of my life, sentence by sentence, after which you will be able to understand how corrupting money can be...                           A POEM OF GREED An incredible family, deficit of corruption, Blacksmiths, working at fire, from midnight to dawn, Hands black from the soot, barely able...

Kolli Hills And the Myths Within:   W e made our journey into the Mariamman temple, spotting, at the foot of the steps, nothing but a thatched hut. Yet, that was what we had in mind, until we saw a figure who would make the bones of rakshasas chill to the marrow and yet increase faith in her devotees: Mariamman herself, teeth painted on the sides of her mouth and eyes that watched us with mysterious intent. Climbing the steps to reach the actual temple, we wondered how there could be two figures of her at the same place. Holding that thought, we saw her other figure, with her having such fearsome eyes that they looked right through our spirit. Yet, that is true for only those who fear her; those who do not will never feel the same way. The body was missing, not unlike many other Amman temples, proving that she did not need even strength to protect us- only her sight and her mystical powers. This, however, was not the only incident that stood in my mind. Something else happened as w...

                                              Dawns  to  Dusks There sat a light at dawn, A natural satellite at dusk. Under the latter, I am a mere pawn- Under the former, a quaint husk. The dawn tints the skies With a venerable vermillion, While the dusk fills your eyes With  any shade but cerulean. Have  these hours ever counted? Have they ever lasted enough? Not yet-  though they have mounted Peaks with  high crowns which were beyond  tough. Nights, days,  a sight  among dreams and mares, Noons and eves, both on sides extreme. For midnight, dawn is   an incredible snare, And  the hour by twilight, a  creation redeemed. Indeed rare pleasures to the eyes, Even more so to our minds. A sight unforgettable, a memory that never dies, Tying to us like inseparable binds. Minutes and weeks, months and years, Bring ...

                                                                                                                         A Glaze of Ice A cold, invigorating glaze of ice, Spreads across a sinuous, meandering crevice, Over barren lands it never dies, Turning to ice floes of bleak, fallacious bliss. Ornamenting the world with glacial preeminence, Vigilantly guarding it from overwhelming incandescence, In the north and south, it shields from bursts of sun-  In glacial peaks, all heat within us it overruns. To the heavens the plowers pray, " Oh, Gods of rain", "A year-round drought forebodes us from growing crops for the welfare of all, that hardly restrain, to fall to the aridity, whi...

                                                                                      INDIA: A WORLD OF OUR OWN F ro m the might of the river Indus, And the defiance of archaic ruins, Rose a country, distinct from others, Fought over for thousands of full moons. Valleys of verdant green meads, Between duads of timeworn hills, To the towering mounds of snow on Fabled peaks of undermined wills. Metropolitans surround the capital, Delhi, with the Indian flag standing tall. Skyscrapers and manors, forts and palaces, For modernity's call, and antiquity's drawl. Hindi, Tamil, Kannada, Konkani, Malayalam, Telugu, Marati, Gujarati- There are no ends to all the languages, As they stand together in sheer equality. Thousands and thousands run errands across numerous wide roads and...

                          An Unbelievable Piscine Feat S even million years ago, innumerable species of fish roamed the ocean in peace. Sure,  there were incidents in which fish were killed for prey by the apex predators of that time.  However, the oceans had been clean and somehow seemed quite… pure in nature. Compared to the present days. Our oceans, then filled with fish, are now being filled with countless heaps of garbage.  All the marine creatures have been adjusting to this for a while now- -Except three, determined marine animals who stood strong in their vow to bring back  the former pristine glory of the vast ocean: Emerist, a killer whale who sought peace  and order from every being she ever met; Peiyers, a whale shark who was certainly more  daring than any other shark in the world; and Dritjon, a swordfish who seemed a bit  slower than the other swordfish. She was a great le...