The tree that flew

Had a few phases of bad news recently and as usual, sought to writing, to shake off the low. Hope y’all like this.

I tried to grow, taller and taller,
I tried to reach for the stars.
Alas just when the light was within reach,

I was cut short and left with a broken heart.

I lay there dejected for a day or two,
Darkness shrouding my soul.
But soon my fellow trees parted their leaves,

Letting in sunlight that helped make me whole.

With a fresh mind and strengthened resolve,
I looked to the stars up above.
The hope that filled me, I passed to my seeds,

And into the earth I let them fall.

Once more I began to rise higher,
The wind rustling my leaves in the sky.
But yet again came the painful strike of the axe,

Again I fell down crying.

And as much as  you try to convince me otherwise,
I watched the trees around continue to grow.
I watched them block out the sunlight,

And wondered if this was what I was meant for.

To wither in the shadow of others,
For my passions to bear no fruit.
Would the axe never fail to bring me down,

Would this vicious pattern follow suit?

I lay there slowing decaying,
My thoughts wrecking havoc on my soul,
My spirit was slowly fading,

And that’s when the friendly bird spoke.

Don’t give up now, oh good tree,
There is so much more for you to do.
Don’t give up now, oh good tree,

There is light in your future, it’s true.

You are worth so much more than you realize,
Raise your spirits and be bold.
Your lumber became someone’s shelter,

Your wood kept them warm from the cold,

Rise up and reach for the skies,
Your journey has just begun.
Don’t let the woodcutter keep you down,

Grow high and feel the warmth of the sun.

I smiled at the bird and rose,
This is my time to fly.
My vision will know no limit,

I won’t let my dreams die.

This world is so full of wonder,
There is so much I want to do.
This fall is one I must learn from,
I’ll be the tree that flew.

The Two New Recruits

Hey, everybody, I am glad to tell y’all that my first book has finally been published. (Links down below.) I would love it if you’ll give it a read and tell me what you think. For those of you who are just joining, you can check out my other posts.


A silent wish on a shooting star comes true, turning the two young orphans, Jack and Annie’s life upside down. Sent on a treacherous quest, to retrieve a powerful weapon; the two heroes travel from China to Greenland, to unchartered islands of the Pacific Ocean, as they try to unravel the mysterious riddle of the ancient Seismoscope.

Will Jack and Annie pull through the trials ahead of them, and who is the mysterious hot dog vendor? To find out read the first action-packed novel from the Leaders of Civilization: The two new recruits.

Life is too short

I finished my tenth grade icse board exams about two months ago. Over the last two months, I got to make the acquaintance of a variety of new individuals. Most were about the same age as me. We had finished our tenth and were heading out towards new goals, new destinations. Explorers starting a new journey, a new chapter of our lives. Wherever I met these people there was a general environment of excitement. Many of us took up new hobbies to accompany us as we moved on with our lives.

However; while there was a general sense of exhilaration. I was appalled at the sheer number of people who were pursuing what they parents or friends wanted to do. I have never understood the meaning behind imposing one’s dreams or hopes on one’s kids. Nor have I ever been able to understand the sense behind drifting away from your dreams and aspirations because of peer pressure! Why should, what other people think or do affect what you decide to pursue? I am not a strong believer in an afterlife, you only live once, do you really want to waste it trying to please others or getting overwrought about what other might think or what others are doing. I have seen many extremely talented people who found themselves doing something they didn’t want because they were unsure about whether or not they would excel in their field of expertise.  I ask them now was it worth playing it safe?

To all those people aspiring to do something which you love, here is my heartfelt advice to you; don’t worry about the rate of success. The success and failures of others are just a means of guidance for you, it doesn’t define how good you are. Don’t be bogged down by people, even close friends and family, not supporting you. I can tell you from personal experience that when the people who are closest to you have their doubts about the field you want to pursue, it is devastating. The very feeling, that they don’t think you will shine. or are afraid you might fail, wrenches the ground away from below your feet. Here is what I have understood. They are, of course, in their point of view, saying what is best for you, however, they can’t possibly know how strongly you feel about pursuing your dreams. The most common advice is to finish your basic education, settle down and then follow your dreams. Don’t misunderstand me there is nothing wrong with that. However; in light of recent events, I realize that life is too unpredictable. Our last day on this earth can be sixty to seventy years down the line or death could come for you tomorrow.

The foremost pressing dilemma which we face is that there is no right and wrong in this kind of situation. That being said I believe we must pursue whatever it is we want to, whatever makes us happy. Success, fame, money these are but material things which rise and ebb in our lives as time flows on. However; the most important thing is to do what makes you happy. It said that one of the worst things that could happen to you is being stuck doing a job that you don’t like. If you are doing something that you love, it makes sense that you will put your heart and soul into your job, whatever it may be and however unlucky you may consider yourself, your efforts will pay off.

To all those parents, relatives and friends who believe that your child’s dreams won’t take him far, I tell you, as good as your intentions may be, don’t ruin his/her life. There is no pleasure greater in this world than doing what you love. And while you are worried or have your doubts, understand this, your faith and support is what will help us prosper. For those who still want to argue that we might ruin our lives, I say, no matter what happens we would have given it our all. After that, if luck doesn’t favor us, there is no problem, for we will definitely not waste away. We humans underestimate our capabilities, we will find something to do with our lives. My point is that whatever you choose to do, finally when you are on your death beds, in your final moments I don’t want you to have any regrets. I want you to be able to look back at your life and say, “I had a good life!”

To those who have decided to go chase their dreams, I want to remind you, greatness exists in all of us. It is not some wonderful, esoteric, God – like feature that only the select few among us will ever experience. If you have a dream, you have to be willing to die for it, its that simple. I know who I am, I know what I believe and that’s all I need to know. See there is no shortcut to success. Persistent effort, 24 hours a day every day of the year. The difference between talent and skill is something you must always keep in mind. Talent in this world is a dime a dozen, but what really separates successful people from the rest of us is a relentless, undying work ethic. When the others are sleeping, you’re working, while the others are eating, you’re working. There is no easy way around it, no matter how talented you are, your talent will fail you if you are not skilled. The last and most important thing is that for you to succeed, before anybody else in the world believes it, you have to believe it. There is no reason to have a plan B because it distracts from Plan A. It is that delusional quality that all successful people have, they believe that whatever might have been happening for the last million years, something different is going to happen with them. It has been said that HE who says he CAN and HE who says he CAN’T are both usually right.

Who you are, has absolutely nothing to do with where you come from. The life you had, the expectations others have you meaning almost nothing. It’s your life you do what you want with it. The last and final thing for you to remember is that time is like a river. You can touch the water, but you can’t touch the same spot twice, once it’s gone, it’s gone and it ain’t never coming back. So whatever choice it is you have to make you have to make it now, cause every minute you spend in indecision, is a minute wasted of your life. If you ask me what choice is the right choice all I can say is follow your instincts. Your heart knows what you really want and it is the one thing that will never guide you in the wrong direction.

– Rahul Menon

Excerpt from Chapter 3

James flung the scorpion off them. They were about to run back to the plane when a hot dog cart blocked their path. A hawker stood behind the grill, frying a sausage. James and Mary were about to move on when a familiar voice stopped them in their tracks.

“Leaving so soon? At least take a hot dog for the ride.”

In the meanwhile the scorpion crept up behind them and wrapped them both in its tail. The man walked out from behind his cart, his ragged clothes obviously not enough for the freezing night.

“You know what this reminds me of?” he said, taking in his surroundings.

“The black sea, the cold moon? It reminds me of the night the house betrayed me, you betrayed me. I was going to destroy Max for what he had done, when you came in and stopped me, imprisoned me. But no matter, that was some three centuries ago. Now, I have my ace in the hole. How are Jack and Annie? They are the strongest of the bloodline, aren’t they? Well it’s going to be fun destroying them right after I’m done with Max.”

And the man gave them a toothless grin as he laughed silently and went back to preparing his hot dogs.

I Grow an Aura

I would have loved to tell you how I strode fearlessly into the testing ground, but in truth I was all wobbly in the knees. What if my shield, which popped up automatically every time I was in danger, was not working and I got turned to ashes? What if an extremely powerful weapon of chaos backfired? And a hundred other what ifs were buzzing around my head. As we began, our parents placed their hands on our foreheads, like Charles Xavier, and all the basic information about using spells and weapons was transferred into our brains. Once the necessary brain business was complete, we began the test. First was the spells test. We braced ourselves inside our shields, which began to glow with an eerie blue light. Illusions of monsters of various shapes and sizes, colours and textures, some terrifying, some yucky were projected in front of us. We had to use appropriate spells to destroy the monsters. Annie was surprisingly skillful at spells. Beautiful blasts of varying levels of brightness lit up the room. On the other hand, I was only able to perform the simplest of healing spells. I was feeling pretty bummed out but my fun was yet to come. We were shown our proficiency in the spells once the tests were over. Annie had shown a distinct talent for spells of all kinds, whereas I needed to seriously improve on my skill to use offensive spells. My spirits soon brightened up when my katana came back into my hands for the next test. Our combat began. Two portals opened up in front of us. The rule was simple: all we had to do was whack away or break whatever came in our way. As we began, I realized that I was channeling years of suppressed anger in slicing through giant insects, bolts of fire, pieces of furniture and as I tried to deflect a knife flying straight at my heart, it glanced off my katana, and would have chopped off my head if the shield had not deployed just in time.  Unfortunately, Annie wasn’t having such a good time. Her deployed shield was reluctant to disappear because she couldn’t lift the sword off the ground.

Then I heard Dad say, “We shall be quickening the speed.”

Suddenly, random creatures and objects were flying at us at such a high speed that my shield popped up several times. That’s when I switched on to auto-pilot—stab, block, whack, smash—and soon my shield stopped appearing altogether. I didn’t know what I was doing but it seemed to be right. I promised myself I wouldn’t let my shield appear and that’s when my shield popped up as a piano shattered inches away from me.

I then heard Dad say, “Now the objects will be bigger and harder.”

“A little late,” I grumbled, as I vented the last bit of my anger on the enormous obstacles heading my way.

I somehow still managed to crash everything either out of my way or to bits and pieces. Suddenly, the rush hour of piano and rock stopped.

I turned to Annie, who was gaping at me as she said, “Look at yourself!”

I looked at myself and around but could see nothing strange apart from a faint blue light enveloping me. I could see the light dimming and willed it to become brighter. The light brightened up and tendrils of energy emerged out in all directions, making me look like an octopus of light. Just then I got a wicked idea. I went and picked up Annie with a tendril of blue flame. She started kicking and screaming, trying to break free and then that numskull started attacking me with spells. Gradually, my aura, which is what it was, began to fade. By the time my aura had vanished, Annie was barely able to stand, and after that, when she tried to cast a spell on me she fell asleep.

I Enter the Land Where Up Is Down and Right Is Wrong

I reached topsy-turvy land at night and of course there was a sun high up in the sky. I knew for one thing that the destination I sought would give me the answers to the questions from my dreams. When I was about to step on the grass, I heard a voice, “Jack, beware, you must focus on what is important or you, too, shall become like the inhabitants of this land.” And with that happy thought I stepped into topsy-turvy land. The moment my foot touched the ground, I forgot about all my troubles. I didn’t care what happened to me or to anyone else, and I didn’t want to help anybody. I was about to wander off when the voice spoke in my head, “Focus on what is important.” That brought me back on track. I fought with my mind, it kept telling me to be carefree. I controlled and fought back the urge. As I went on the urge became weaker and weaker. I don’t know what happened but then suddenly everything was against me, the grass started wrapping around my feet, the air started suffocating me, the trees shooting birds in my direction, and a voice started speaking in my mind, making the urge stronger. “Jack, stay, we will have fun. You don’t have to go and find that stone. You can be safe with us.” I realised that nothing was really harming me, just trying to overpower me with sheer mental force, so I decided to backfire and thought, “Scram. Go read a newspaper or something. Leave me and mind your own business.” I began to feel them retreating, and having won my first battle, I resumed my mission. However, I soon found out that the battle I had just fought was nothing compared to my upcoming challenge.