Rutuja Pokarna

  “Twinkle twinkle little star  I so much wonder what you are  Up above the world so high Like a mystery, but answering the reason to its why!” I look upto to the sky, not in the anticipation of it clinching my most deep desires but this time to connect the dots, or better the stars.  The first star I see in the sky is Sirius, I reckon it to be my grandmother. It’s the most incandescent of all and it’s sending its light to me to tell that “if you’re the brightest, you don’t need to assert it, just be wherever you are and keep spreading your light.” Ophiuchus is the rarest to be seen and so was my grandfather. Papa is the shield of the Orion, for he protects me from the evils of the sky. And from wherever I’d look up, he shall always be found.    Mumma plays Ursa Major and my brother plays the minor version. They might not well represent Callisto and her son, but they shall always stay together, not to forget, with the courtesy of Zeus. Well, I can be their ...

  The first theory about earth and its position in the universe said that earth is at the centre and every other object revolves around it, including the sun. There wasn’t a solid evidence just a logic- it was only our planet known to breed life.  Thanks to the brilliance of Copernicus that swayed away the delusion. We don’t make the centre. We are just another planet revolving around sun, implying that everything isn’t for us, neither does it always happen for us.   Later in time comes Giordano Bruno who proposes the cosmos to be infinite. We can’t perceive all of it as time and space has its own restrictions.  Philosophers then gave it a thought that- “Total distance in each direction from wherever we are as of now is infinite, so basically we are at the centre of everything.” And all these theories for some other physicist to say that there exists no centre! Hence,  You are(n’t) the centre! The brackets here are just your thoughts. 

  She and me  We are generations apart  But what we share is something that doesn’t need a bridge to commute. Of course “Love transcends space and time. If you don’t understand this you can least trust it.”  She and me  She is the soul of the walls I call home and I’m mere bricks. When everything around shreds the wall apart the soul has the potency to keep it together.  She and me  She knows me inside out and I know her outside being too strong than her inside.  I know when she’s hurt and she knows when I’m hungry  She and me Our telepathy is paranormal. She is always caring for me and I’m always crying for her  She and me She teaches the values I carry and I gave her the childhood she missed. She has stories to narrate but I can only make mistakes to be forgiven.  She and me  Well, it isn’t she and me but it’s Us. Two souls in two bodies with exchanged hearts. She rests in my mind and I in her lap Me  I don’t want a Time...