Rohit Sharma

I am Rohit Sharma, an Indian. There are people of many different religions, castes that live in India. People of India do seek unity in diversity until it comes to them to perform their duty or to sacrifice their own interest. So, Indians expect a lot from others, expect self. I don’t know much about myself. I do have a feeling of patriotism. My family follows the Hindu religion, so do I. Like all the religions, Hindu religion is also exquisitely beautiful. It contains deep beliefs, understanding and teachings. Somehow I believe that it has been a bit distorted from its true meaning. I don’t want to dishonor any religion. I know every religion is equally beautiful and diverse. But I am angry because of the selfish distortions that have been made in it. First day of the month of May’15, I went to seek blessings of Maa kamakhya with my family in Guwahati. The temple is situated in the peak of a hill. People from around the world come to pay a visit here, so beautiful the temple...

Water, rain water.  Sun, sun rays. Trees, their leaves. And wind. The dwellers of the ages. Humans, animals and creatures. We are new. Aah! It is raining in my place. Yeah. Monsoon came. So I thought the clouds came from the faraway lands…  ... travelling from miles, having great adventures... It is better to be clouds sometimes. Winds are their prime companion. Yeah, very prime. Winds direct clouds. It is wind which brought you here, Mr. Cloud! So I should thank the wind instead. It is raining I like the most. I feel rain is intense. Amazing depths!  It is as if tree leaves dance and sing in joy when wind brings cloud. Like a small kid bathing happily.  Then the dim-mish light and dark blue weather, I love. At least people are in happy mood, when it rains. Yeah! Bright faces Ha ha ha ha, look at their bright laughing faces! Sigh! Life. Humans. They are still busy. Ummm… the smell of the soil! Think, heavenly pleas...

Today, early morning, I was up... Because I didn't sleep at all at night. Because I liked it. Today, early morning, I was up. And I was breathing normally. An idea so stuck to go to the terrace, now. So, i followed. As, I was up. It was near four. The God sun visit first to my place. He comes and start our day early. A continuous, patience-full, godly body. Inspiring us the work ethic. He is burning there, and want us too. Today, early morning, I was up. In the terrace, I sat. I sat and looked in all directions. Cold breezes, too many birds chirping, and extreme calm. I sat and looked in all directions. It was very calm. These are few remaining days of mine in this place, in this place, I spent four long years, my college. Why is it so beautiful?! Today, early morning, I was up. I saw the clouds all over, light blue they were, just floating. Floating with constant speed, strangely in a particular dire...

What if I die today? Wearing a white cap, hanging a black bag from his shoulder in black shorts and T-shirt, white... A guy walking down the lane, and thinking of his life. Many thoughts, Strange and random. Thoughts of "what if?" Thoughts of "if i would be him" blah blah... Sun is hotter today. No breeze, not even hot one. Life seems still today, very still. No voices, no humans around. Is it a holiday today? These days the guy don't care of the day. He wakes up late, sleep late, or do not sleep at all. Life sucks. Life rocks. Life is beautiful. Life is ugly. Life is a complicated and confusing thing. But the guy seems to be trapped in it. Oh yes, a dog,  sleeping in the dust. Oh yes, this strange boy, with a skeleton picture in his t-shirt, passed by, looking downwards, as if hiding some secrets. Down the lane, what are those loud voices? Oh, two ladies are quarreling violently. When w...

Same guy. Same attire like yesterday. Same chair and table. Same lady to talk to. But music is louder, it's a rap this time, not slow rock,  like yesterday. But there is light, of varying intensity, as sun is intermittently covered by clouds, not dark, like yesterday. But no fast wind, it's calmer, not so energetic,  like yesterday. And Yes, There are birds outside, Chirping in a harmony, seems sweet and cute to the guy. But he has different mood today, not angry, or sad, I think, he is feeling creative, do not know why, may be because of the surrounding. He is thinking, things are better now. Oh, sometimes such feelings come to him. He is dreamy, maybe he has watched a lot of cartoons since childhood, cartoons and colors that's why. Summer is coming soon It will be hot then. Oh! Hot summer, hot winds. When in school, summer used to be the holidays time. Memories... Sweet memories... Each ...

Oh Big Black Clouds! Rain Heavily! Oh Big Black Clouds! Rain. Rain Heavily! Rain as such, you flood everything. For when you rain, my heart pounds with strange love. For when you rain, birds chirp in chorus beautifully. For when it rains, I see colors distinctly and it gets charming. For when you rain, my mother land gets clean. Oh Big Black clouds! Clean my motherland, that no dirt remains. Clean it from all hatred and pour it with love. Oh Big Black Clouds! Rain. Rain and Storm with cold wind. For when you storm, I realize your rage. Your rage make me realize the strength of nature. For nature has divine strengths. Strengths of showering love like a mother, And strength of rage when human deceives it. Oh no! Don't go! Stay! Stay! That I want to see your rage. Stay! That I want to find love in rage. Oh Big Black Cloud! Stay! Stay! Stay!... :(