Monday, 23 January 2012

     Last Wish
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wished unconditionally forever
from heart with all my luck,
it is for you,
stayed behind his sorrow
tears fell down from my eyes,
wished unconditionally forever
the reflection of blue skies,
it is for you,
impossible,beyond to my reach
but inside me, he has to be
soft corner inside heartbeats,
it is for you,
Ask me no questions when he said
I'll tell you no lies,
without any objections,I toe his lines,
that is for you,
collection of my whole luck
giving it to him, wrapped in love
wished unconditionally forever
for making his future shining and bright,
it is for you,
the last word which rolled inside
don't forget me from the mind,
wished  unconditionally forever
take my soul for his life
my LAST WISH
it is for you.
                            By~Shreeja




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Wednesday, 18 January 2012

  Feeling Of Surrender


I can feel my heart beat
sitting in the nature's lap
it looks so pure and divine
and take me far away from world's noise
feel my love in its ambiance
when it scatter in colors of butterflies
around me
and make a rainbow to the other end
in colorful sun rays
morning dew from the leaves
falls on my lips
I merge in its sea to catch his eye
with watery grace, when i forward a step
i feel like a bloom
and naughty rain play on me like your touch
with a soundless music it force me to do dance
falling on the bed of flowers
i turn into petals and scatter in his way


Reflection Behind Me












Music in the air, it inebriate me
and its so hard to control
I look in water and make some wave
his reflection behind me
fills my heart with joy
I know
he hide himself, i can smell his scent
feeling his closeness and warmth breath
I melt like an ice, on his shadow
and surrender on his feet
                                  By~Shreeja




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Monday, 2 January 2012


When You Touched My Heart




That was so amazing when

When you hold my hand in yours,

I was soaked completely in love-rain

when you hold my hand in yours,

so what if our ways are different

My heart has preserved your scent,

Somewhere you will be in my memory

and will be the part of my story,

That was so unbelievable when

when you touched my heart,

I melt completely in your way

When you touched my heart.

So what if we have hurdles and distance

it can't lackluster your presence,

you may be not exists for the world

but for me you are my whole world,

that was so amazing when

When you stole my heart,

It made me prisoner of my own soul

when you stole my heart.











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Thursday, 29 December 2011

I am not an Idiot

If I don't notice the things
as you do,
or I find it tough to do anything
without you,
Doesn't mean that
I Am An Idiot,
I am not a fool,hanging on walls
who shouts your name
in middle of the roads,
If I don't take the things
as you do,
or I find it tough to live
without you,
Doesn't mean that
I Am An Idiot,
I am not a rascal,thinking just for you
who rote your name
with an unconditional love,
If I could be loyal till my last breadth
as you don't,
If I could be faithful holding your hands
as you don't,
Doesn't mean that
I Am An Idiot,
begging for my life in front your eyes,
crying with thousands tears when you lies,
It is not that place
where I had to be,
If I don't take lightly the things
as you do,
If I don't look at them other than you
as you always do,
Doesn't mean that
I Am An Idiot,
I am not a rascal,thinking about you
who have surrender my heart and mind
in your selfish Love,
If I sometimes behaves like a child
to take your attention,
If I sometimes shows myself an Idiot
to grab your affection,
doesn't mean that
I Am An Idiot with useless mind.
                                               By~Shreeja


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Tuesday, 27 December 2011

Golden Wings




Burning heart inside the snow
falling on beats made it slow
unable to saw in colorless wind
as far as eye could see,
mysterious sound crashed into the ice
forcefully grabbed the heart inside
plucked, freeze the golden wings
which withered the feelings of

head over heels,

In stone-cold winter's night
it started to shine in dim light
always look on the bright side
it said, woke-up and still ALIVE,
rolling thunder-storms in heart
which threw the soul in the dark,
but still had a smiling face
enjoyed cyclones after the rain,
snowfall replaced by flowers rings
and it stood again on its feet
it walked,touched the lukewarm grass
looking at the world through rosy-glasses.

By~Shreeja



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Monday, 5 December 2011

Why Can't You See


I inscribed my words on paper which
comes out with changing whether,
so difficult to hear this silence
when you know,i love your presence,
sad, deserted nights without your voice
shrinking moon in heartbeat's noise,
rude words that made me feel like bolt
heart injured in middle of the road,
difficult to know that feeling inside
when you ignored and make me cried,
that hatred chase me without any guilt
what make me feel lonely and wilt,
painful to see that rough stuff when
you pointed me as bubble shy of plumb,
usually fighting on silly words
in the hope of getting your love,
unable to control that fear of loosing
can't you see the way i am burning.
                                                            By~Shreeja



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Tuesday, 1 November 2011

Where are those cute PUPPETS?

 Kathputli is a string puppet theatre, native to Rajasthan, India, and is the most popular form of Indian puppetry.It is controlled by a single string that passes from the top of the puppet over the puppeteers. Besides entertainment puppetry presents meaningful messages and an art form.

Rajasthani puppetsPuppets Of Rajasthan

Puppetry is an ancient, popular form of folk entertainment.
The tradition of handmade string puppets of Rajasthan is more
than a thousand years old.These string puppets in rajasthan is
called kathputlis. Every social gathering and village fair or
religious festival would be incomplete without them.These beautiful
and colorful puppets are hand made using wood and cloth. The head
the puppets are made of wood and colored according to characters
they depict in the shows.

Making A PUPPET

Making a puppet


The typical Rajasthani puppet has a brightly painted face and a rough torso. Appropriate brightly colored maleor female costumes are fashioned by the puppeters themselves from patches of old cloths.The string puppets of Rajasthan are unique in their style and technique. These are hand crafted with wood and cloth. Wooden faces of these puppets are colored according to the characters they play in a particular act. Generally they are painted in yellow color with their hands are stuffed with rags, cotton and cloth pieces. 
Without any joints in hands and without any leg, these puppets dance to the tunes of puppeteers. Their absence of legs is not felt as they don beautiful Rajasthani outfits.

How To Control Puppets

how to control Puppets



A dark color curtain is used as the back-stage and a colorful curtain with three arches hangs at the front. The puppets are tied with dark strings, which do not show against the dark background, and dim lights are used. One of the popular characters is the dancer Anarkali who is hung by four strings. Her limbs are sewn in such a manner that with the slightest jerk several dance-movements can be produced. A Snake charmer is another attraction of the show.
During performances, the puppeteers manipulate the puppets with a whistling, squeaking voice and are interpreted by a narrator who also provides the rhythms. The puppeteer takes a ghungroo (string of bells) in his hands and plays it according to the rhythm. He makes a loop around his fingers and manipulates the puppet. Free movement is possible due to the absence of legs. A little jerk of the string causes the puppets to produce movements of the hands, neck and shoulder. Many puppets hang on one rope: one string tied to the head and other to the waist. Movement plays a very important part in this puppetry. The puppets are shown to have great speed and vibrancy. They are shoved towards each other with brandishing swords. Greetings and salutations are done by bending the puppets and leaving their arms to hang loosely.

Why Puppets Are Loosing Their Charm?


puppets are very rare in modern times



Today, most of the Rajasthan puppet theaters have lost their charm, due to the influence of cinema, television and video. But still puppetry is famous amongst children's, educators and communicators. In the olden day time these puppets were not only a source of entertainment but also provided moral and social education.Even the Rajasthan Government, today realizes the importance of saving this ancient art of folklore and keeping all the beneficial facts, the government took initiatives to open many puppetry theaters and regularly organise puppet shows in the countryside of Rajasthan.




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That was the time when everything was PURE

I am here discussing the past life of Indian villages which is now just in memory and i miss it a lot in this fast life of cities. In-spite having no facilities and knowledge as much as we are getting now-a-days, but the standard of living of villages life was in most purest form which was close to the nature.

Pureness has Lost


Earthen burner for cooking

That was the time when everything was so pure and peaceful, i am talking about of Indian village living. Although village life is still exists but it is not the pure form of villages. From my mother and grandmother whatever i heard about our culture and village's life and whatever i felt in my childhood, i can say pureness has lost somewhere with the development of cities and due to migration from villages to cities. Now villages can be seen in under the effects of cities. I was nice to hear from my mother that in her time, how they used to cook their food with the help of earthen burners, and how they burn it with dry woods. That was the time when all the vegetables was in the pure form, no use of chemicals on their harvest and that is why its taste was delicious inspite having simple food.

Old techniques for making sauce or salsa


For making salsa

This image shown is of a type of a tool to make sauce or salsa which was used in villages. In modern times all of us used electric items to make any kind of dishes or starter and of course it saves a lot of time. But the real taste does not exists in machines. When i was child my mother used to make 'salsa' from this which is called in our language " sil-batta", it is made of stone and it is used by hand to grind the ingredients. Believe it or not but, electric machines makes our work easier but not delicious. I sometimes says to my mom to buy it because i really miss its taste, and i have bored from all the electric items, obviously not my personal computer, unless with its taste you will surely miss my articles.

Churning Curd In Village Style


Churning curd in Indian villages



Did you ever feel the experience of churning curd in village style? I am sure you didn't.
In Indian villages butter was made by churning curd with a wooden ladle shaped in a particular way. The head of the ladle is like a flower with five petals.
The curd is kept in a pot and the ladle is inserted in the pot and ropes are twined through the ladle and a person, normally the lady of the house pulls the ladle to and fro till the curd is churned thoroughly.
The butter will slowly start to appear and the ladle must be vigourously moved to unite the spread out butter and then water must be sprinkled and the hand must be used to gather the butter and taken out. This butter should be kept in a vessel filled with a glass of water to keep the butter from turning bad.

Indian Villages Lifestyle


Calm and pure environment of village life



Although Village's life was very slow and with lack of facilities but the standard of living was pure and healthy at that time. Green fields all around with clean and fresh air could be seen. Did you ever looked towards the sky in village? It was filled of tiny stars but impossible to see in today's polluted city life. That feelings is different,when you stares at sky which has thousands of shining stars and you sleeps in cool natural breeze, not in any artificial air of fan. In calm ambience, you take sound sleep and you wakes up early in the morning with sweet melodious voice of sparrows and peacocks. Your breakfast starts with milk or pure home-made curd and it ends on simple but delicious lunch and dinner. I think village life was healthier and little tough in comparison of cities but there was a satisfaction. The standard of living was such, that you did not need any exercise to keep yourself fit. In previous time, people lived long life till hundreds years because of their pure and healthy lifestyle. The uses of electric machines was not so popular at that time. They used to do lot of hard works even after that they used to saved some time for their hobbies and entertainment. Food and other vegetables were free from any impurity. Oh, i really miss it a lot and i can feel that pureness.