Shilpa Roy Kota

When sentiments run high and misunderstanding abound When anger seeps in and frustrations pull me down When love seems lost and there is no answer to be found I wish we could talk When you don’t seem to understand and niether do I When expectations in the air make it difficult to breathe When the easiest way out is to leave I wish we could talk When egos clash and the past blinds When small remarks hurt like pine  When we both want to stop, but keep going on I wish we could talk I walk alone, wishing you were there I move on, step by step, don’t know where I…

While the world is trying hard to overcome the shock from the death of innocent kindergarten kids last week, there are many who are proposing answers, solutions to what could have stopped this. Most people feel that it is high time gun control laws are put in place in America.  Guns are just the tools used to execute the crime. Everyone who has a gun does not want to shoot down innocent lives. Most people want to own a gun because they are scared and want to protect themselves. Yes, having a gun, makes it easier to execute a crime, but the intent to commit the crime has to be…

I had the misfortune of watching one of the latest Bollywood flicks sometime back and since then this question has been on my mind – Would God barter? Those who have watched the movie, will understand which one I am referring to, and those who haven’t, you are blessed. Please don’t ever go to watch it.  When we ask God to give us something, do we honestly think that God needs something in return from us? There are couple of assumptions we make, if we believe this to be true – 1. First, that there is a God who is powerful enough to grant any wish. 2. Yet, this God…

As we see the world changing around us we constantly put up measures to protect us and our loved ones from physical harm. We build stronger walls around us, put bigger locks on these walls and try and learn some basics of self defense. My daughter goes for Takewondo classes regularly. For her it is a sport, for me it is future protection for her and hopefully myself. In spite of all this, we still never feel secure enough. As I step outside for a walk, I am constantly wary about anyone passing too close to me. Sometimes, in spite of all my defense mechanisms, I have been subject to…

I have been going for walks for months, perhaps years now. I consider it as one of the best time of day when I am alone with my music and the breeze. A few  days back , I became aware of something new which has decided to become an integral part of my walking routine – The Moon. I don’t remember when it happened, but I noticed it day before yesterday, just a day before the full moon night. It shined so bright, in the deep, cloudless night, as if, calling out to me. Since then, it has been there each night, looking at me, shining at me and telling…

It all started as a school project, trying to understand different religions and what they mean. No matter how hard I tried to explain who is a  Christian and who a Muslim, my little one could not picture the difference between a Muslim, a Christian, and a Hindu. Sikhs were easy to remember because they wear turbans. Honestly, I could relate to her confusion. In the modern world of today, none of us, actually, look much different from the other in the way we look, eat or behave. The only difference amongst us is perhaps the fact – who we worship and where we worship.  So the next logical step…

Today as I got ready to attend a family get-together, I was looking forward to meeting family, who is very close to heart, but yet far from a perspective of how often we meet each other.  I thoroughly enjoyed catching up with people across generations, full of life, energy and love. However, to be completely honest, what made my day absolutely incredible was the fact, that amongst family I had the fortune to find readers who follow my blog. As we exchanged pleasantries and sat down to talk, they shared their appreciation, views and thoughts about some of my posts.  Honestly, there is nothing more gratifying to a writer, than the knowledge that…