Author Archives: gitabharath

About gitabharath

ex- teacher, banker, likes word games.

Kaleidoscope

I was given a kaleidoscope long ago,

But ,till you came, I didn’t know

How to use it.

You shook and rattled it in glee—

A myriad patterns seemed to me

To be birthed, to bloom!

How many new forms  as they realign—

These few bits of glass, three mirrors that shine,

Thank you, my darling grandchild!

I had tunnel vision and habits ingrained

I needed to be unshackled, unchained,

To shake up blind beliefs and refresh my view,

To wake to new perspectives—-as you always do!

 

 

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Why is it that I barely understand

The universe, am I the wrong size?

How much is hidden in a DNA strand,

So intricate, perfect, is life in any guise!

And –Is the secret of death written on the broad band

Of  the Milky Way?  Should I then upsize

Myself to interpret the grand

Sweep of space-time?

Or downsize myself to be truly wise?

 

 

 

Different Stripes for different types

I once Spotted a herd of zebra , a magnificent sight,

And got to wondering whether their stripes were black on white,

Or white on black?

And whether the ones with more white on their hide

Look down on the others, push them aside?

Maybe they’ve not evolved enough to divide

Themselves on the strength of their beliefs ,

Or the length of their stride.

For physical and mental differences, though nuanced,

Form the basis of our many wars, for We are the more advanced

Human race!

 

Smart communication

Once upon a time, way back when,

Men communicated face to face with men.

Then came smart devices, satellite arrays,

And no one understands clearly what another says.

Tribes moved, spoke freely,  and progressed together.

Now each group thinks in terms of “We”. and  the “Other”.

So much can be understood through human interface,

A lifted brow, a gesture, a smile, a grimace.

By words on a screen , literal meaning is conveyed,

But what about humor, satire, emotional nuance or shade?

I talk to my device, it talks machine language to yours and —you

Try to understand- at third hand- what I think, what I may do!

With so many muffling layers between man and man,

Is it any wonder that our thoughts and feelings can

Be misunderstood, our intentions become obscure?

How can improve our systems to be secure

In the belief that humanity’s ties, nay, its very existence may endure?

 

 

humanity’s roots

Tall they stood on either side
Their heads raised proud and green
Along the banks of the rivulet
But deep underground, unseen
Their roots were tangled, intertwined
And the stream flowed in between.
The river wore it’s bed away
It’s banks became canyon walls
And as lower sank the waters
Up rose a living bridge .
When shall our turbulent wars subside
Our shared roots come to light,
To form a bridge between man and man
Unbreakable links forged tight?

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Space to grow

Where is the space to grow, just to be,

When screens take over the nursery?

Nascent minds bombarded with infotainment.

Not left to wonder, to interpret the world

In different ways,

Racing on a treadmill;

Taught set rhymes and patterns—-

Strapped into a rear facing car seat.

Journeying between daycare,classes and home.

No view from the windows,

No concept

Of coasting along in neutral,

Of gears spinning idly.

Of free open spaces filled with flowers.

And (safety paramount), cocooned in cotton.

Can minds thus stunted appreciate diversity

Or create original works?

unsplitting the atom and all

Birthed from the sun’s fiery corona

They set out at an incredible pace

Photons waltzing in synchronized waves

Across millions of miles of space.

A few encounter frail raindrops

In Earth’s atmospheric haze

And are split into divergent wavelengths

To go their separate ways.

Am I but a raindrop that I split all I see

Religion, science,spirituality.

But space and time do curve and bend

And at the beginning is the end

Where all things come together and fuse again——

White light and the sciences: but my brain

Can only dissect, has not grown enough to synthesize

Which is why only the most developed, the very wise

Among our scientists are just beginning

To postulate a Unified Theory of Everything!