You’re welcome

​It was around 7pm. Under a huge banyan tree was a cobbler, surrounded by all things in this world that are worn out and dusty. I limped towards him, all thanks to the broken heel of my shoe. When he gave me back my shoe, which now looked brand new, I said “Thank you”. He gawked at me for thirty seconds as if I belonged to a whole other universe. “Never heard those two words”, I guessed. “Under the scorching sun or in the rain”, he said, “I sit here from 8am to 8pm. Come straight to me the next time you have a problem.”  

Maybe it was his way of saying “You’re welcome”. 

-Namrata 

Also, a very Happy Independence Day to my fellow Indians. Jai Hind. 😊

The world through my eyes.. 

​Isn’t it amazing how we don’t know each other, yet we know each other? You know me by my name and I know you by yours. That’s it. I don’t know your religion or country and I don’t even care. All I care about is that you are a human, so am I. We share knowledge, we share feelings. We appreciate each other and spread good vibes. We’re like a big, happy family sharing, caring, motivating and loving each other. 

And then when I see people slaughter others of their kind on the grounds of religion and race, I pity them. I pity them because they are missing out on everything in this world that’s beautiful. I pity them because they don’t know that the world isn’t as bad a place as we think it is. I pity them because the feeling called “love” is beyond their comprehension. 
-Namrata 

Somewhere in the parallel universe..

Everytime I’m out in the balcony, I can’t help but notice a dog that lives in a house right in front of mine. He is always chained and by ‘always’ I mean 24×7. It’s ridiculous. I’ve never seen him free. He’s sad, I can see it in his eyes. 

This post is an effort to create awareness among people on this issue. Give animals the love that they deserve. 


“They are ruthless”, the man thought to himself. The four-legged creatures would feed him twice a day. There was always enough water in a bowl for him to quench his thirst. But the man hated them anyway. “These are cruel species, with a heart of stone. They love nothing and no one but themselves.” He got up and walked towards the mirror, as much as the chains around his ankles allowed him to. His reflection sent a chill down his spine. Gawking at the mirror with tears in his eyes,he wondered if there exists a universe parallel to his own.Wiping away those tiny droplets of water, in a voice as meek as a lamb, he said: 

“I hope there exists a world, 

Where they may be fierce, 

But not free. 

I hope there exists a world, 

Where I am They, 

And They are Me.”

-Namrata 

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