All she ever wanted


All she wanted to do was a take a day off.
Paint her nails after years of nakedness.
Listen to jazz all day and finally open that vintage bottle of wine.
All she wanted was a day of silence. In her own home and nowhere else. Send her cape to the laundry and relax her shoulders from the responsibilities.

All she wanted was to keep the child inside her alive. Eat ice cream for lunch.
And snuggle with the minion.
Not care how her hair looks or worry about her fat calves.
All she wanted was a day of solitude. So that she could rest and hear her own thoughts, instead of listening to others’.


So she took a day off. Did everything she wanted to. Did nothing at all.
She indulged in ice cream and wine.
Laughed alone and slept peacefully.
She got her day.

Next day she woke up with a plan. Of always doing what she wanted.

Of making everyday like yesterday.

Of never letting her dreams fray.

Then she took on the world without a cape.

And fought for her rights and escapades.

Grew only stronger with every downfall

She wanted to fly, not just crawl.


Slowly but surely she did just that,

And realized that this was just the start.

Her whole life she lived to the fullest,

She drew strength from things that had her once haunted,

And all she ever got was everything she ever wanted!



Black Dussehra

It was supposed to be a business-as-usual Wednesday for me. 21st October 2015.
But since I read the newspaper that day, to the moment i am writing this, two days after, my mind has been preoccupied with only one thing.

Two innocent kids burnt alive.

It is not the kind of thing you want to read in news. The last thing you want to read even if it were fiction. But this is real life.

Next day. 22nd October 2015. The auspicious day of Dussehra.
The mother, who suffered 30% burns and is critical, has been informed that her 3-year-old son and 9 month old girl have been charred to death.

That’s right. Her children were charred. (Read the Indian Express news here.)

How is anyone supposed to celebrate a festival after reading something like that?

I couldn’t. I have been restless ever since and there are so many questions jumping in my head.

How could any human being even think of committing such a crime? What was he (or they) thinking? What did he face to have thought of such a revenge? Has tolerance and patience in us really gone down? Or was he stupid enough to not understand the severity of the consequences of his actions? Was he under the influence of some sense altering substance?

Is caste really bigger than humanity?

I know for a fact that tolerance and patience are on a decline in general in the society. And i can say that from my own example. On a scale from 1 to 100, my patience level was at around 90 and now it is somewhere around 60. I have had my rough days, but frankly, what horrors have I really seen in my life? Only the hardships of a normal Indian girl.

Are people in today’s world really so frustrated with their lives, that they are forgetting who we really are? Humans. And not animals, who need to kill for survival. Have things really gone so worse that even babies are not spared?

What misfortunes are people facing to have gone so mindless?

Is this all politics?

Is this what they say is Kaliyuga?

Is there no hope for better days?

As you can see, i am pretty much where i left you few years back. Full of questions. And very few answers. So i’ll leave you with these thoughts and a very heavy heart, mourning for the family and praying, no other family has suffer such monstrosity.

May those tiny innocent souls rest in peace.

(Yes, i’m back to blogging.)

Adios Amigos…

Around this time,…no.Exactly this time last year, something wonderful became a part of my life,something that added depth to my life and something that i will always cherish…for a lifetime!

I’m extremely glad i have been able to maintain earthymind for over a year now…all my friends and family have supported and encouraged me so much…it has been a driving force for me to keep at it.

I remember the joy when i got my first comment from an unknown person 😛 And then people from all over the world were reading,commenting and even subscribing for my blog….im really thankful to all my subscribers!!!

Honestly,i never thought so many people would read it…i had never meant it that way.I really don’t know why i publicised it on Facebook,i never wanted to…but i did.

But, thank you Sayali(really,the whole blog thing came to me because of you!), Sheetal, Rucha, Prachi, Aruna kaku, Devika, Rutwij, Nupur, Tejashree, Abhishek, Tanuja, Bakul,Suvarna,Nirzari,Shruti,Shraddha,Radhika,Aditya,Sameer,Pari,Preeti,Soham,Prithvi, Parth…all those who have been following my blog religiously and giving me feedback…i really appreciate it!

But the purpose with which i started this blog has got lost somewhere.I always get awfully awkward when people mention my blog to me in person…this is not what i had wanted.Also i have pursued this blog for a year,without really getting bored at it…so in a way,the purpose behind starting this blog has also been met with.

I am trying to cut down on the total web thing,and letting go this blog is one big thing that i am going to try now.

So,yes…this is officially the last post from me,earthymind…im not going to stop writing or taking photographs.But it will be just for a different purpose…or no purpose at all…I dont know if ill come back,im going to miss this for sure…but this is the end as of now.

Adios Amigos!

Luv Earthymind!

Vande Mataram

Vande Mataram -two powerful words…which manage to stir our hearts,even today… 

Vande Mataram was a poem first published in Bankim Chandra Chattopadhyaya’s novel ‘Anand Math’ in 1882.It was glorified when Rabindranath Tagore set it to music,and sung it himself in one of the sessions of Indian National Congress.In no time,the title of the hymn became a slogan for the nationalist movement,every morcha(protest),every freedom fighter,every revolutionist had started using the same words..the powerful chant of Vande Mataram. 

For everyone from my generation,Vande Mataram is a perfect way to commemorate and pay an homage to all the brave men,women and children who took part in the freedom struggle,fought fearlessly,lost their dear ones,but not courage…gave up their lives but not their pursuit for freedom… 

Here is my attempt to spread the word,and share the National Song of India and its meaning: 

V A N D E    M A T A R A M
Sujalam suphalam malayaja shitalam,
Shasyashyamalam Mataram!
Shubhra jyostna-pulakita yaminim,
Phullakusumita-drumadala shobhinim
Suhasinim sumadhura bhashinim,
Sukhadam varadam Mataram! 

Trimshakotikantha-kalakala-ninada karale
Dvitrimshakoti bhujair dhrita-khara karavale
Abala kena ma eta bale!
Bahubaladharinim, namami tarinin,
Ripudalavarinim Mataram! 

Tumi vidya, tumi dharma,
Tumi hridi, tumi marma,
Tvam hi pranah sharire!
Bahute tumi ma shakti,
Hridaye tume ma bhakti,
Tomari pratima gari mandire mandire ! 

Tvam he Durga dashapraharana dharini,
Kamala, kamala-dala-viharini,
Vani vidyadayini namami tvam
Namami Kamalam amalam atulam,
Sujalam suphalam Mataram,
Vande Mataram! 

Shymalam, saralam, susmitam, bhushitam,
Dharinim, bharanim Mataram. 

It’s meaning, as translated by Sri Aurobindo: 

I bow to thee, Mother,
richly-watered, richly-fruited, cool with the winds of the south,
dark with the crops of the harvests, the Mother !
Her nights rejoicing in the glory of the moonlight,
Her lands clothed beautifully with her trees in flowering bloom,
Sweet of laughter, sweet of speech,
The Mother, giver of boons, giver of bliss!
Terrible with the clamorous shout of seventy million throats,
And the sharpness of swords raised in twice seventy million hands,
Who sayeth to thee, Mother, that thou art weak?
Holder of multitudinous strength, I bow to her who saves,
To her who drives from her the armies of her foemen, the Mother!
Thou art knowledge, thou art conduct,
thou art heart, thou art soul,
for thou art the life in our body.
In the arm thou art might, O Mother,
In the heart, O Mother, thou art love and faith,
It is thy image we raise in every temple.
For thou art Durga holding her ten weapons of war,
Kamala at play in the lotuses
And speech, the goddess, giver of all lore, to thee I bow!
I bow to thee, goddess of wealth, pure and peerless,
Richly-watered, richly-fruited, the Mother!
I bow to thee, other, dark-hued, candid,
Sweetly smiling, jeweled and adorned,
The holder of wealth, the lady of plenty, the Mother! 

For me,these men should not be remembered only on Independence Day or Republic Day…it should be constantly on our mind that thousands of lives have been sacrificed for the things we enjoy today…and the struggle hasn’t ended yet…it is our duty to perform our daily activities with complete honesty and integrity to save our country from the darks of corruption…the biggest threat to the country as of today… 

But these days can definitely be used to manifest our love for the country…and  that is why i came up with this post… 

H A P P Y    I N D E P E N D E N C E     D A Y  !!! 




there will be no blood…

It all starts from a tiny sprout…the birth of a new life!It takes years for it to grow  large and strong enough to give back to nature what it has absorbed from all these years…

It is not selfish,like us humans…it only motive in life is…to be!To give its surroundings all that it has….It not only gives shade from the sun,it gives peace.Along with fruits and flowers,it gives everyone memories of stealing them from the neighbours garden!It won’t shudder if you climb on it,it won’t stop providing you if you ignore it.It will keep growing ,at its own peaceful rate…oblivious to the fact of being surrounded by mean,ungrateful humans.

Humans…no,these are non-humans!They  climb up mercilessly,with an axe in hand…chop with a blow…but it stands tall.They keep kicking…striking harder untill it collapses…with a thud and lays there to be again struck by an axe or burned down in a fire…It won’t oppose,it won’t protest…it will remain silent all throughout the act of cruelty.There will be no blood…to make them feel guilty but the act is no less a crime…a life has been taken…and it keeps happening.

The green goes down…making space for the greedy selfish breed,like it is the law of nature…changing the actual law of  nature.It hurts deep down my shallow see these killings…an appeal to all to refrain  this cold bloodless killings…stop disrespecting nature,start being human!!