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I am broken Into a thousand pieces Scattered away across the mosaic flooring. The sudden loudness of one moment of just me, Was silenced within minutes, even though I was now many pieces of myself. Some fell facing up, While many fell, face down, As though they were sorry For what now cannot be undone. Wishing someone would notice The broken me and my pieces, And pick them up to mend them back To make me feel whole. They walked past And ignored, The elements that seemed to have no meaning, Safely stepping aside, and walking by, To save themselves, some bleeding. I lay there, tattered, As though nothing really mattered, With my heart completely shattered With no courage to gather. The puzzle of the pieces Were so complicated, That, with time passing by, It just looked fated. Everyone was around, Discussing my fate, Debating whether I deserved Or must I be favoured. A strong wind suddenly made it's way Sweeping all my shattered pieces away, In its dire...

Ganesh Chaturti, a festival I am fond of and I began to have the celebration at my home few years ago for my family to enjoy to. An incarnation that the human mind created from an inspiration in nature, seems like a saviour to most of us. Yet, we did not stand up to save them. It means we have actually killed our own inspiration. Maybe slowly we are stealing from Nature all the inspiration we can, only to let the source of inspiration itself die a slow death. Maybe we are arrogant that we have probably become 'creators' and are in competition with the original artist itself. Maybe we are delusional about the expansiveness of our lives, when we know clearly we have a timeline we tread on. Maybe we have transformed ourselves into different beings altogether, who cannot be called 'human' afterall. Maybe it is time to go back to the basics and learn who we are. Maybe it is time, we become HUMANS. #WishYouPeace