Sunday, 12 April 2026

321. Reverse poetry

 


Reverse poetry 

I surrender myself to the mind tree 

Mind said God is nowhere how do I control it

I let mind control me as this day I sit 

Typing a text to a contact hoping to calm mind 

It's best to not save contact 

When I am impacted by ones status and act

Today as I felt low 

I wanted someone to check on me now 

So I typed and sent a message

The opposite person didn't engage 

It started building up my anxiety 

So many days I was focussed on my duty 

And today suddenly the persons non response was making a difference to me 

Writing poetry definitely helps to calm mind 

It's ok to save contact 

As far as I instruct mind to act 

I don't want anyone to check on me 

I have left behind the baggage of validation and set myself free

Chanting gods name helps me overcome my anxiety 

I should continue to be persistent with my duty 

Anybody's action shouldn't control my day 

I am here to grow , be stronger and slay

Mind said God is now here but persistence is the key 

I surrender myself to the divine and feel free!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

13 April 2026

320. Reverse poetry trials

  Reverse poetry 

I surrender myself to the mind tree 

Mind said God is nowhere how do I control it

I let mind control me as this day I sit 

Typing a text to a contact hoping to calm mind 

It's best to not save contact 

When I am  impacted by ones status and act

Today as I felt low 

I wanted someone to check on me now 

So I typed  and sent a message

The opposite person didn't engage 

It started building up my anxiety 

So many days I was focussed on my duty 

And today suddenly the persons non response was making a difference to me 

Writing poetry definitely helps to calm mind 

It's ok to save contact 

As far as I instruct mind to act 

I don't want anyone to check on me 

I have left behind the baggage of validation and set myself free

Chanting gods name helps me overcome my anxiety 

I should continue to be persistent with my duty 

Anybody's action shouldn't control my day 

I am here to grow , be stronger and slay

Mind said God is now here but persistence is the key 

I surrender myself to the divine and feel free!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

13 April 2026

Saturday, 11 April 2026

319 something I forgave but never forgot

 I forgave myself but will never forget 

This is a chapter of my life I prefer to keep it shut

Attachment lead me to being possessive

Greed to hoard everything massive 

Giving someone false hope

And creating trust issues scope

Placing words well is a million dollar skill 

It can give life to any relation or even kill 

Corrupted mind can't see the true love instance 

God still gave me love in abundance 

Here starts my karma cleansing 

Removed one chunk by sincerely apologizing 

People move on ,things are fine

I have evolved too but I own this instance as mine 

I am not proud of the self which was the lowest me 

But with time I am healing and settling mys

elf guilt free 

318. Unsent letter

   


Unsent letter 


I do have a bunch of unsent letter which I didn't discard


When I was younger I used to write letter in postcard


Watsapp does have 'delete for all 'option


Letter writing doesn't have this feature or caption 


For me letter writing was always in fashion in each phase and climate 


In this school named life , I met a classmate 


We shared the same stationary and bench


Shared laughter, aspirations and lunch


Attending class and Sharing smile 


Although we are now located away by miles 


It was the First day of may , rainy and cool 


When he decided to change the school 


He would have new friends and story 


Hope the friendship doesn't end up being just a memory 


I kept writing him letter 


But with technology emails seemed better 


Certain memories are linked to season 


When rain falls , I also felt teary eyed for other reason 


The season changed so did the climate 


And one day our path crossed fate 


I missed those innocent warm letter tale


Just as letter writing was replaced by email 


I wrote a letter to him as below but to post I fail


It reads :


I now know that people too are like season and phase 


I can't expect the same warmth as the very base 


When we were younger we connected more


Now the priority is different at core


As we part away I wished a last hug with passion 


You are a stranger now and left without expression 


I dont know your side of story deep


I just realised that it's time to take a leap 


I loved you but you aren't my man and I realised late 


We have met our true partners and written in fate


With changing season the memories peeled


I overcome my emotions for you a

nd have moved on, healed !!!



✍️ Priyanka kamath


11 April 2026




Friday, 10 April 2026

317. Borrowed Light


I am a borrowed light says my thought

Whose day used to be determined by parents whereabout

I was tied with my baggage which didn't let me free

Their mind status was a medium which led my mind control me 

Once they were gone it was difficult for me to gather back 

As my light source was gone and everything just felt lack 

My parents home after they left feels just a built up of 4 wall 

Once it shined so bright and now the essence faded afterall 

But does it mean life stops ?

Or we all life with constant hope ?

I started listening to a thought provoking speech 

Which inspired me to action on wisdom each

The motivation is like a borrowed light 

Which helps to take a step forward to keep away baggage and feel light 

But what happens after a day or two ?

As the borrowed Light faded , I saw my nature true 

Mostly I was back to square one 

The aspect that needed to be pondered was how borrowed Light be a part within ? 

How to dissolve it and make it my own with true intent 

To have a strong mindset even when I no longer listen to motivation content 

Answer to this is discipline and faith 

It's tough to follow the correct path 

I may be a source of light to someone dear 

When God and my parents blessings is with me why to fear ?

Each day I feel I fail and cry 

But I ensure I don't fail to try !!!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

10April 2026

Tuesday, 7 April 2026

316. Conversation Poetry

 


Conversation poetry between me and cupboard on Hoarding*

Do you believe that we change with time ?

My hoarding habit that once felt absolutely fine 

As I opened my cupboard,I saw things accumulated in pile

Cupboard - why did you store me all this while ?

Assuming I would come to your use one day ?

You just had urge to have me and then you had nothing to say 

Me-  ' Oh my dear .. I am sorry for not valuing you

My priorities were such that I missed out on you 

Dear old cloths , I had stored you to make some craft few 

But donating you so that someone in need can wear you 

Cupboard - Oh thanks ! You have emptied me that is in front of you 

What about the hoarding of thoughts on your mind within you ?

Me- How do I empty them and refresh and recharge mind
 
I remember all trivial things , I try to forget but subconsciously I do find 

Cupboard - Ah !! You need practice to prioritize what matters the most 

Don't miss out on your present at any cost 

You will figure out your way out 

But heal yourself and overcome self doubt 

To hoarded cloths , some good use you brought 

Same way use your creativity to streamline your thoughts!!!

©️✍️ Priyanka Kamath 
7 April 2026

Monday, 6 April 2026

315. Senses poem

 


*Five senses poem*


I am born today to this world and I am crying uncontrollably 


I can't express and womb was the safe place undoubtedly


My mom is holding me in her arms now for the very first time 


And gives me her milk to drink and this makes me fine 


My first touch is my mom's skin so delight 


I am feeling after a tiring struggle so light 


Naturally God has taught me how to drink milk by my own 


The chunk of skin in my mouth is pacifying and I no longer feel alone 


The taste of the first milk was warm and sweet 


And it's the best feeling as if I am havingthe world best treat 


My mom's tears are dropping in my tiny hand in joy as she weep 


I felt how warm the tears are soaking in my skin deep 


I hear her cry and speak to me pouring her heart out 


This is pure 'love in first sight' no doubt 


Mother is my first teacher and today I learn my first lesson 


To experience the 5 senses , thanks to my mother a ton 


I heard her voice , a pure delight 


I saw my mom ,worlds best sight 


I touched her skin ,felt the safest 


I drank her milk , the tastiest 


I felt her tears and her touch 


She loves me and I love her very much 


Her hug is so pure and she smells great

 

She is the most beautiful person and I have a blessed fate 


I am grateful to God to experience this blessing of senses each day 


My mom ,my happiness wherever she is should be happy ,I pray !!!


©️✍️ Priyanka Kamath 

6 April 2026


Wednesday, 11 March 2026

314. Echoes of desire Chapter 3- Fantasies unlocked

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Chapter 3 – Fantasies Unlocked


After weeks of exchanging messages with Saksham, Anamika finally decided to meet him in person, traveling miles to the picturesque town he lived in. Although the surroundings were stunning, all she could focus on was him. To avoid any inconvenience, she decided to stay at a hotel, but before that, she wanted to visit his home and see if the affection they shared online translated into reality.

She planned to surprise him but knew he might be busy with work. As she approached his home and informed him of her arrival, she was met with a simple, calm “Okay.” There wasn’t much excitement on his end, which puzzled her.

Anamika had worn a stylish black top with jeans. She adjusted her scarf carefully, noticing how her outfit drew attention. As she entered the home, she saw his parents and greeted them politely. Saksham introduced her as a friend from the writing community, curious about his town and researching local factories. His mother offered her tea and snacks.

The conversation was polite and formal, focused on her journey and plans. Saksham was attentive but calm, not overly flirtatious. Anamika observed his eyes, noting affection without any rush or intensity. He maintained eye contact throughout and, even when his mother stepped away, he didn’t make any romantic advance.

By evening, he offered to drop her back at the hotel. She was slightly disappointed that things weren’t going as she had imagined, but she admired his gentlemanly manners.

In the car, Spotify started playing a lively track, and Anamika felt lighter. They didn’t talk much . Saksham was focused on driving, but she appreciated the quiet confidence he exuded. Instead of just dropping her off, he accompanied her to her room and called home to ensure his family wasn’t waiting for him. She admired his responsibility.

After dinner was delivered to the room, they shared a moment alone. Saksham complimented her naturally, noticing details about her outfit and presence without making her feel self-conscious. Anamika felt a thrill, realizing he observed more than he let on.

They shared laughter and playful teasing, enjoying each other’s company. The physical connection was gentle, sensual, and mutual. They explored closeness with kisses, touches, and tender caresses experiencing desire .



She was imagining for him for so long


Kept playing with piano with a romantic song


She wore a black top with red lips


A golden bracelet and 🎀 ribbon clips


He came from behind and touched the keys


She placed her hand over him as it gave her peace


He is tall strong handsome lovely man


She always desired him and is a die hard fan


His twinkling eyes and deep voice


She comes so close to him and shy's


He is such a gentleman and so kind


Never in her dream she thought she could find


Her cloth gets stuck in his watch


And it just unzips as he watch


She is so shy and crosses her arms around with tight fist


He slowly kisses her neck and caresses her chest


The curtains falls and roses to cover


It was a passionate kiss she discover


Her heels 👠 were lying over the floor


They made love so deep to the core



They moved through the evening enjoying each other’s presence, smiles, and quiet laughter. Every glance, touch, and soft kiss deepened their bond.

By the early hours of the morning, Saksham prepared to leave, mindful of his commitments. Anamika watched him go, reflecting on the night. Was it just a fleeting encounter, or did it mean more? Her heart told her it was special, and she cherished the shared moments, knowing they would linger in memory.

The next morning, she woke to messages from Saksham. She felt happy and connected, smiling as she read his words. Their night together had been a mix of playfulness, trust, and intimacy intense in emotion.


Anamika took a deep breath, ready to enjoy the day ahead, carrying the warmth of the previous night in her heart.



Sunday, 8 March 2026

313.Echoes of Desire Chapter 2: Unread. Unanswered. Unending.

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Echoes of Desire

Chapter 2: Unread. Unanswered. Unending.

Anamika left the writing community on the last day of February 2026. For a long time they would often come across each other's writings there, yet both had remained firm about not reacting to them.

The day she finally left the group, the emails started.

At first they were simple and generic.

“Hi. Hope you are okay.”

But they didn’t stop. One email turned into many. Soon there were almost twenty-five emails a day. The repetition felt unsettling.

Anamika didn’t want to respond. Yet a thought crossed her mind , perhaps the concern was genuine. There had recently been news of air strikes in the country where she lived. Maybe he was just worried.

So she replied once.

She wrote that she was fine.

But the emails kept coming.

It almost felt as if her response had never been read. As if he was stuck inside a loop, sending the same message again and again while ignoring the one reply she had given.

She had already blocked him earlier, and now the emails were automatically routed to the spam folder. Yet somehow, her attention kept drifting there. Even without opening them, she knew they were piling up.

His very first poem in the writing group had been about Romeo.

Perhaps that is why she felt a strange urge for closure that is gentle, something poetic.

So she wrote this:

Oh Romeo, oh Romeo,

How long will your emails make their cameo?

I am grateful for the concern you show,

But please don’t worry I am fine, you know.

We may now be miles apart,

Once we were connected by the poetry of the heart.

Do not persist in what is not meant to be,

You deserve more… value yourself, dear Romeo, be free.!!!

Yet the emails continued.

Even today, on Women’s Day, another one arrived.

Now Anamika makes a conscious effort not to check the spam folder at all. It isn’t easy. Some days curiosity whispers louder than reason.

But every day she reminds herself that

coming out of a loop requires constant effort.


Saturday, 7 March 2026

312. Echoes of desire. Chapter 1.Before the Silence Began

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The Saraswati Vandana went on and on, extended by the elderly speaker in the online poetry meet. Everyone kept their videos on, patiently listening.

Saksham WhatsApped Anamika: “Uncle should stop now… it’s already 30 minutes of extended talk.” He added a light-hearted commentary on how it seemed to stretch even further.

Anamika smiled quietly throughout, enjoying his subtle humor. Saksham, on his video, fought to control his grin at her live reactions.

She had wanted to go first, but his name was called instead. He spoke of a lieutenant whose bravery was truly commendable. Every detail the love story, the exact dates made it feel as if Saksham had lived the moments himself. Other participants were generous with their comments, some shedding tears. The poem carried a depth Anamika had never encountered before.

When it was her turn, she recited her piece, “Ingredients of Creating Woman”. Applause followed warm, appreciative, and heartfelt.

Saksham couldn’t take his eyes off her. She was radiant, mesmerizing in ways words could hardly capture. After the Google Meet ended, they lingered on chat for a while.

Today, watching the movie Ikkis, Anamika was transported back to that poetry meet. The lieutenant Saksham had spoken of flashed in her mind. She felt the rush to message him, to tell him how vividly she remembered his recital but she resisted. She didn’t want to fall back into the loop.

Her relationship with Saksham over three years had been strange on and off, intense yet unpredictable. The physical attraction, the constant validation, had become a toxic pleasure zone. And this was the very loop she wanted to break.

It had been a week since she left the writing community. Yet Saksham had been checking on her relentlessly. Some days, she received over thirty emails, each a simple: “Hope you are okay.” She had replied once or twice, but he persisted. It felt less like concern and more like an acknowledgment that she would never return.

Now, writing to him again felt dangerous. She didn’t want to reignite a flame that was finally beginning to settle.

Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. The memory of him, of their shared moments, tugged at her heart—but she knew she had to resist. Some loops, she reminded herself, were meant to be broken.


Wednesday, 4 March 2026

311. Oh romeo

 


The message that never sent 

A message never sent

I am grateful for the repeated checks you do 

But don't bother much I am fine and it's true 

We might be miles apart 

We were once connected by the poetry art 

Dont be persistent on things that is not meant for you 

You deserve more, I value the connection true 

Some chapters closure is best to be silence 

In long term it's best with moral sense

I can't send this message to you as I don't want to fall in loop again

It's very tough to control mind but I don't want this effort to go in vain.

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

10 April 2026


Oh Romeo oh Romeo 

Kitna Karega emails Ka cameo

I am grateful for the repeated checks you do 

But don't bother much I am fine and it's true 

We might be miles apart 

We were once connected by the poetry art 

Dont be persistent on things that is not meant for you 

You deserve more,oh Romeo value you 

Saturday, 28 February 2026

221. Lag jaa gale

 


Usse mili thi bus mai, Dil bas Mai naa Raha


Yeah bas ek yu daur tha, Vo bore ho Gaya


Shayad phir is janam mai mulakat ho na ho 


Dost mujhse lad padi

Gusse mai muh sadi


Shayad aas pass hai 

Uska aasra aur aas


Shayad phir is janam mai , mulakat ho na ho 


Phir se issi bus mai ,Baithi vo Jake pass 


Ab na laga yeah saathi ,na laga Kuch khaas 


Shayad phir is janam mai , mulakat ho na ho 


Kuch rishte banter hai ,banaaate natural hai 


Jisko ek tarfa efforts lage 

Uska kya hi future hai 


Lag jaa gale, ae ae


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 


31 July 2025


@

Yours and mine final call

 


Got it 🌸 I’ll keep it much simpler, like you’re just talking to the exam you missed — heartfelt, but in your natural flow:



--Final Call

*Final call*


Oh Exam, my Final Call,

I missed your day, I missed it all.


I trusted my calendar, didn’t check twice,

That small mistake cost me a heavy price.


They said your paper was easy that day,

I sat with guilt that wouldn’t go away.


I had studied well, I had given my best,

But being marked absent shook me to rest.


That morning I thought was a holiday,

I revised my notes and let time slip away.


Then the “what ifs” kept troubling my mind,

No peace in sleep, no hunger to find.


I asked myself—how could I fall?

Why didn’t I hear your Final Call?


But time moved on, I cleared you next,

The pain faded, though I felt perplexed.


What once felt like the worst of all,

Now seems smaller, just one missed call.


Life taught me lessons, painful and tough,

To double-check always is never enough.


And when I lost my parents, my biggest pain,

I knew no exam loss could weigh the same.


So, Exam—you were not my end after all,

Just a reminder before life’s Final Call.



287. Same as 245. Joys of life anthology


Swami Vivekananda’s words, profound and true,

“We see outside only what lives within us" so too


I am someone who finds joy in little things


Even an act of kindness in the form of a simple smile gives me wings


A routine when followed with joy 


Letting go of the things that could annoy


That perfect winged eyeliner and hairdo is a lovely feel


The entire day, it ensures confidence and zeal


Watching TV with a loved one after a heavy day


Writing a poem while commuting from office on the way


Documenting my poetry certificates with poems on my blog appeals


Learning and posting new ways of doing reels


Sharing my tidbits of learnings with someone in need


Seeing happiness on the faces of furry babies when I feed


Being grateful for these beautiful experiences God has been giving


Letting go of any hurt, to forget and forgive


Daily catch-up with my parents who are in heaven


A good, tight sleep and waking up before seven


Doing my duty with love and grace


Having faith in the Almighty while facing life’s challenging phase


These little moments make life easier, with moods uplifted


Blessed and grateful for these little joys I am gifted!!!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath


21 Jan 2026

Wednesday, 25 February 2026

310.Experience about my participation and certificate I received

 



Experience about my participation and certificate I received 


One particular participation which is close to my heart is the recent one 

Where I spoke about journalling in blog my daily episodes in poem 

As the prompts and topics give me motivation to express

And gives me to clutter free thoughts and to organise mind mess 

Reviews and certificate are like cherry on the cake 

It motivates me to express from heart from heart and not merely for participation sake

At present someone close observed my low self esteem 

Body language filled with self doubt extreme 

I was literally blabbering around without clarity of thought 

Work pressure was such that I was losing me ,help I sought 

Speaking to myself in being better version of me 

To leave the baggage behind and set myself free

Tomorrow won't be the same as today 

So writing down captures the present feelings this day 

And the writing platform helps me to have that me time 

To not just vent out , but also get feedback and feel fine 

I am grateful for the opportunity to realise starting afresh is not too late 

And for the appreciation,reward ,feedback with beautiful certificate!!!


26 Feb 2026

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 


Monday, 23 February 2026

309. The longing inside a glance

 


The longing inside a glance*

I don't want to show my emotional side 

But any memory of my parents makes me teary eyed 

I wanted the time to seize on the final goodbye 

Death is the only truth but often to ourselves we lie 

The last glance felt as if I long for more 

The realisation broke my heart that no hugs anymore 

I was the princess of my home 

Now the four walls also felt so alone 

Google photos flash so many memories 

And I connect to joyful stories 

They waited for my call and me too longed to speak 

Being around them was my happiest self at peak 

The last glance of mom was calm just like a little baby in sleep 

Her beautiful eyes were closed but hugs I gave her heartfelt and deep 

My dad always was childlike and sweet 

He loved when I got him lot of goodies to eat 

The last time I met him he was happy to know I was there 

I didn't want to leave him but soon he left and I found him nowhere

I long for the glance once more 

I love them from my hearts core 

The longing inside a glance when I see them in photo frame 

All I need is a hug and mom's hand food same to same 

I miss their voice messages and video calls and endless talks over phone 

The happiness they felt when I would be coming home 

My pets too who would surround me with all kisses and playfulness

The home is filled now with emptiness

As I am attached to all things too as it has memory

The longiness to not part way but giving up with a soft sorry 

I wish that my parents come to take me along with them finally when it's time 

I long for their one final glance with heartfelt smile !!!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

23 Feb 2026

Thursday, 19 February 2026

308. The truth behind the gentle lies

 


The truth behind gentle lies 


My peer has habit of hugging me each time , as she feels a cozy hug rejuvenate her from lethargy 


In name of friendship ,I was treated as her agony aunt and I felt a lot of drain in energy 


Each day she would call me just to express what her boyfriends new milestone


It reached a stage I was afraid to even open my phone 




She used to know the answer and yet kept asking why he did this way and the breakup it led 


After a point I understood that she wanted someone who would agree to whatever she said 


Not judging her but may be I am not the right person to involve in such shallow talk 


I observed my wavelength was different than her and it started impacting my work 


I confronted her and mentioned that I like a professional relation than gossiping over a coffee


But even after expressing truth ,this still persisted and I didn't feel free


She continued to watsapp me and I as a favour kept checking on me with days growing 


At times I may not feel great but I don't like someone messaging me whole time and asking how I am doing 


My way of venting out and expressing is by way of writing poetry 


Next day I told her a gentle lie that my watsapp isn't working if she try


If I was a therapist, I would have earned in millions over the hours I spent behind 


Same time I would have done something worthy and filled knowledge in my silly mind 


She initially continued pinging in instagram but I check that less


This way it reduced and I came out of this mess 


Now when I meet her,I am cordial but I maintain this distance 


So being a bit strict is fine than entertaining something that can deplete my peace 


I see she is hanging out with other peer


I am happy that she got someone like her 


I may not have many friends but I don't desire to have the wrong one 


I know I told a gentle lie but it was for productivity prioritize me and to harm 

none !!!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 


19 Feb 2026


Wednesday, 18 February 2026

307. Soft doesn't mean weak ,it means controlled*


 *Soft doesn't mean weak ,it means controlled*

Let me tell you a story of snake which was too soft 

And people weren't afraid and used to hurt it at each cost 

Then it started to scare others just so that people wouldn't abuse 

Then on people were alert and didn't consider it loose 

Moral is that people often tend to not value ones humbleness 

And treat it as a weakness 

How many of us believe that our name carries a part of our personality?

My name would mean lovely and a variation on having a softness in overall quality 

Softness can be sub divided into 3 categories 

First is a variation on being fragile and absorbing everything within

Second is modifying softness Which means being soft until he or she pins

The problem with second category is that if in anger the tone changes 

Then need to write apology which can run into pages 

Third category is having a soft tone but mixed with professionalism and diplomacy

This is something I aspire to be and my lifelong fantasy

Repercussions of being strong in words can be heavy

But too soft is also not good actually

Being diplomatic and professional is the best way forward 

Why should I carry baggage of hurt if I feel one 

I should give it back same day as it come

But way of expressing is a million dollar skill 

It can worsen things or better things with damage nil!!!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

18 Feb 2026

306. The essential year of my life

 


*The most essential year of my life*


The term 'essential' carries an essence

A memory which highlights my dear ones presence 

Each year where my parents were present 

Is so essential and no less than a present

This day I saw a little baby in metro whos smile I still feel 

I felt it's like an indication for something special to me that appeal 

This year can be my essential year by god's grace 

I wait for the blessing, not in a hurry or race 

I manifest to complete my exams pending from a long time 

2026 will give me good news of having my parents back in form of little sunshine!!!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

17 Feb 2026

Tuesday, 17 February 2026

304. Faith inside me falling

 


*The faith inside falling*


I met a little baby my way back home in the metro ,seemed like a story untold


The little one was about 5 months old


As soon as I sat beside him he gave me the most precious smile 


He indicated to come in my arms ,I wished I freeze this time 


The soft skin was so gentle and  delicate 


I felt for a moment can I still have this blessing in my life or it's too late 


My faith is strong but at times this feels as mirage 


I manifest with strong faith but falls fatal with calling age 


The baby was so beautiful and I kissed his tiny hand


In this crowd this might be the only time I got this chance to find 


For a moment I thought may be my dad came to meet me in this form 


I held the babu closely in my arm 


Babu throughout was holding me and smiling 


Giving me a hope that my faith shouldn't be falling 


The babu's name is Armaan which in 

Hindi means a 'Wish' I endure 


I manifest with utmost faith that I overcome victorious from my failure 


The faith within me is strong ,that walks along 


Falling I may have faced is just stepping stone 


The faith inside falling is a pathway to overcome 


I will do my duty well not focusing on outcome !!!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

17 Feb 2026

Friday, 13 February 2026

303.Secret admirer/ The apology inside a gift*

 


*Secret admirer/ The apology inside a gift*

The qualities within me I once embraced 

Seeking attention, validation when situation faced

Since I didn't have that fence ,I was vulnerable to manipulation 

My life's string to control was in others possession 

I used to be the secret admirer to everything good I observed in them 

May be it was something I seek which was unhealed within 

At times this secret admiration take takes form of obsession 

That we tend to lose control of the true assets within our possession 

The major gift I had was self realisation when I did something wrong 

But when secret admiration was exorbitant, I chose wrong path along 

I thought I had lost all this gift from God 

And now my soul felt i lost the connection cord 

Each day is an effort to be a better version of myself and see

To come out of the toxic loop and protect my energy 

I didn't love me enough and I am sorry to myself

This day I gift a heartfelt apology and a silent promise to not lose me for anyone else!!!


✍️©️ Priyanka Ka

math 

14 Feb 2026


Thursday, 12 February 2026

302.* I miss depth in a world obsessed with speed*


I miss depth in a world obsessed with speed*


What do we instantly say when asked 'How are you?'

Yes the reply is in line with "All fine , hope you are too "

But is it always true to refer 

Or our mind is trained for this answer ?

There are three category of talks instinct 

One is in depth which is getting extinct 

Second is small shallow talks few 

And third are the ones who says 'who are you' when I ask 'how are you'

This is a world which seeks instant outcome and feels delight 

Which prefers taking tablet supplement than soaking in direct sun light 

The talks often are shallow 

From within one is not content but hollow

At times I take office cab to reach worksplace

And a colleague was next to my space 

I recollect from one of the previous conversations that he has a new born named 'toshikking'

So to make small talks I checked how is the little one doing 

His instant response was 'how do I remember these details tough'

As he would never remember them if someone is not close enough 

Generally to make small talks I recollect few details which may be lame

His response felt like this is a trivial information in my Brain

No wonder I take time to understand important thing

As these unwanted extra information are in priority wing 

I marked this colleague as a third class category I mentioned above 

I know how to deal with him next time now 

Forget depth , me being in category of small talks tend to slowly move to no contact 

Me expressing in writing is because there isn't anyone to talk and this is a fact 

Being busy is a blessing and I actually like the fast pace

Than keeping a dedicated time, I enjoy writing poems while commuting from worksplace 

To understand any concept I agree, we need to go in depth each time 

Learning curve applies and we speed ,excel and it's a progressive sign 

May be I am in that mindspace now that enjoy doing my duty and embracing speed 

And taking one day at a time and circumstance it lead!!!



✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

12 Feb 2026

Tuesday, 10 February 2026

301. Unsent letter


 Unsent letter 


I do have a bunch of unsent letter which I didn't discard 


When I was younger I used to write letter in postcard


Watsapp does have 'delete for all 'option


Letter writing doesn't have this feature or caption 


I didn't use to send them if later found lame 


Even now I am still the same 


But good I didn't send them ,the decision was bold 


I realise how innocent I used to be with heart of pure gold !!!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

10 Feb 2026


@⁨~Surangama⁩ 

@⁨~Saloni Khanna⁩

300.Favourite book written by me

 


Favourite book written by me 


Book can be published or otherwise

It can be in form of physical Copy or online base

My life's experiences I record in my blog in due course  

I have named it 'poem and prose'

It's my happy space where I put up my point of view 

Attach my certificates and review

I feel it's a letter to my mom

And she reads them all 

If I were to publish someday ,I would think from readers point else 

My unpublished blog I write for myself 

It's raw real with my feelings true 

This is my book with many episodes too

I feel my life is like a TV series 

Some new character with new experience

I document them all here

This is my dearest book and treasure 

I am blessed to express my feelings this way 

It's always in present continuous tense I say 

Perhaps I am writing my book each day

These challenges that I participate on

I put forth a part of me in various form

I know I am silly at time

But this blog is my book which I proudly claim as mine!!!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath

299. The truth behind politeness

 


*The truth beneath politeness*


My poetry journey started with this polite worry 


Do you want to know the story ?? 


An outsider male cat who used to cuddle me and never made me feel alone 


He was so polite that I convinced parents to keep him home 


Food too he used to ask with gentleness 


100 marks for his politeness 


After he got entry to my home , he slowly started tearing my study book


I used to close books so that I could spend time at any cost it took


I was ignoring the little scratches and bites 


As he was polite and never initiated any flight 


He used to listen to my office stories however strange it was , my talks he always missed


At end he would cuddle me and his polite tone was everything I wished 


One day I served him food and patted his head 


He suddenly held my hand and bit it hard 


I started bleeding and I didn't believe this was the outcome of my affection 


I went to doctor he gave me tetanus injection 


He said to look out for the cat that he doesn't die 


Otherwise the wound is so bad that we should check if other vaccine apply 


As I came home , I started venting out to this cat that I won't talk to him anymore


He didn't even let me complete my sentence and just gave me one more 


As I am already vaccinated he said I was immune to his bites and everything between us is good 


He added that doctor has mentioned that "your life is dependant on mine so stop ranting and give me food" 


And then added 'your office stories are getting on my nerves now '


The truth behind my politeness was just to get entry to your home with food and love 


I have already tore a book for you, don't worry 


Take a page and start writing your office story!!😁


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

10 Feb 2026


@⁨~Vipin V. Kamble⁩ 

@⁨अव्यग्र 👿⁩ 

Monday, 9 February 2026

298. The wish inside a tossed coin

 


*The wish inside a coin toss *


Once god was distributing traits 

That decides ones fate 

God tossed a coin and one should wish 

And each of them whispered their niche

She said she wanted to be tall pretty 

And few chose to be smart and witty

Their soul got into their respective body in assigned duty 

And this day on a office call a peer calls her cutie 

She was taken aback as didn't expect a colleague giving his remark 

That Mashaallah your smile is so pretty and beautiful face arc 

She decides to toss a coin and ask God if she could alter the decision in this case 

Now she wishes to be intelligent than just a pretty face 

God tosses the coin and says you choose heads or tail

He said heads would mean in any exam you wouldn't fail 

She wanted to be witty along with pretty face and hair blonde 

So she tried tricking God by tossing coin and placing in folded hand

As a result ,for outsiders she is pretty and very good 

At home she is like simple homemade food 

Intelligent she is!! but common sense is rare 

She tried tricking God so what she received was fair 😁


✍️©️Priyanka Kamath

9 Feb 2026

Saturday, 7 February 2026

297. Strength inherent in a farewell /The meet cute


 Strength inherent in a farewell


Geet with every coming bus is inquisitive if bus for Union station has come.


One bus arrived- A guy with a laptop bag before entering says her


Boy- where do you want to go exactly ?


Geet - World Trade Centre


Boy- You can take bus till Bur dubai station. From there you can take two metros to reach your destination.


He rushes to climb


Geet- Hey ! Shall I get into this bus then 


Boy in a hurry- YES!!!


Geet- Swipes her card, amount deducted already . She sits in front of a lady mentions this as wrong bus. 


Geet spotted his man . He had opened his laptop and was working. Looking at Geet , he was bit embarrassed, as he knew why she had come there.


The boy behind the mask was smiling but he controlled and said ok, dont worry, this is not the wrong bus, I will show you the way. 


Geet found no seat where she could sit. Boy took laptop bag and placed in his lap and offered that she could sit beside him. 


He shows the map where geet could take the metro in green and red line and explains in brief the route.


There comes Al mamzar beach. geet takes up her camera to shoot the video. The boy is now trapped. He doesnt want to be clicked in the camera anyway. he adjusts his mask to cover his face . 


Whenever geet was looking outside window, he was panicking,as he was in window seat. ,may be he thought she was seeing him. 


Geet- What is your name


Boy- Reddy


geet- Reddy? This seems like surname, You dont have a name ?


Boy - yes, its surname. thats enough for you


Geet- Hi, I am geet. Dont worry , i was just taking video to put in youtube, I have a channel. she instructs him through eye moment to check his phone if her channel name appears. 


Reddy- subscribes her channel without special instruction from her. Also randomly likes her recent videos without even completely looking into it. 


He didnt dare to look at her face as he couldnt stop smiling. yet with serious voice he asked 


You are from which place?


Geet- Sharjah


Him- Arey no, I mean from where in India 


Geet- ohhh, neevu kannada??


Reddy- I am telugu, stayed in bangalore, so know kannada also.


Reddy quickly got into calls to show geet that he is very careful with ladies and not indulging in unnecessary flirting with them. 


Stop is nearing, Reddy makes hand gesture to say to get down. 


On the way back ,he notes her number down .She turns back to see and finds he is still watching her go and saying good bye.


Geet reaches the office safely


At noon, as she was getting her cup of coffee, she receives a call


on other side- hello , reached safely ?


Geet- oh Reddy !!!!


Reddy- yes, stay safe, just wanted to know if you reached safely. coming back too take same route and then stay safe.


As she wanted to speak something he cuts her in between and says that he is busy, so would like to hung up.


so the conversation ended and they never connected again. 


Some stories are beautiful when incomplete.It was awkward but build connection without possession.


 It can be painted in memories embracing the strength inherent in a farewell !!!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

7 Feb 2026

Friday, 6 February 2026

296. I didn't change but stopped explaining



 *I didn't change ,I just stopped explaining*


There are so many vices I observe about self


Trying to correct them ,if not me then who else ?


Exposing my vulnerable side has done more harm than good 


People disguised as friend often tend to misuse this , I have understood 


I often had the tendency to express my hurt right away with emotions wrapped


The manipulative being would enjoy winning each time I was trapped 


My explanation each time fed his ego 


My next step was easily interpreted on the go


My mental health was low and was difficult to cope 


But since he was a habit by now,it was tough to come out of loop 


First attempt towards my wellbeing was to not let him win


I stopped feeding his ego and being his jin


His acts to hurt me was obvious but I stopped explaining


Just so that he feels I am unaffected although my heart would still be draining 


I didn't change ,but stopped explaining and confronting the hurt shoot 


But this wasn't a solution at base root 


As I would be tempted to check his update


I pondered as to why does the stale bread crumbs he feeds me still appeal?


I asked myself what in me is not yet healed ?


I understood that the attention and validation he gave me that I was so fond


As a solution,I then started developing self bond 


Which included being so busy in life and learning the lessons 


Taking little steps towards my own wellness


Yes the intensity is lesser as these efforts are continuous process 


The moment I give my monkey mind power to control my progress


It can lead me to path which can lower my energy 


So trying my best to keep away from manipulation leading to depleting allergy 


Now daily confronting myself to know if I am free from this cage 


As there is no point appearing like pious sage 


It's not about showing off that things don't bother anymore I no longer explain 


In reality if I don't change for good and still thoughts instilled lame


Inner strength is when I am immune from toxic pleasure eventually straining 


Genuinely I should be able to accept that I didn't change ,but evolved and just stopped explaining!!!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

6 Feb 2026

Thursday, 5 February 2026

295.Rooted in love . Poetic essence emagazine Feb


 Review 

Amazing ❤️

A beautiful, heartwarming piece of content that strikes a balance between the honesty of heartfelt emotions and the unwavering power of devotion, like a prayer whispered from the heart. A touching testament to finding magic in everyday life and discovering peace in the process.❤️

Keep writing 

Keep shining ❤️


My dear God


Your presence in my life feels divine 


Even after facing challenges I feel fine 


You are making me tougher 


You relish each food whatever I offer 


I am blessed to have everything you have gifted making me strong 


This month I thought I am receiving a blessing which I waited for long 


But when it didn't happen the hopes felt clickbait


But may be it's for my higher good I have in you faith 


I do miss my parents but I know they are happier a lot


Each day I express my gratitude words fall short 


I may have written many poems and thought


Relating to my office stories and deep feelings caught 


This poem is for you expressing my love for being there 


Your mere presence is magical , I am aware 


The gift of inner consciousness 


Empowers me sense check and wellness 


I completely surrender to you with love and belief 


Speaking to you and listening back is such a relief 


You have unique way of conveying lessons I know 


Please accept my poem for you written with lots of love !!!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

5 Feb 2026

Wednesday, 4 February 2026

294. Storm behind calm face

 


*Storm behind a calm face*


Pen friends no longer in that bond 


Which once upon a time they were so fond 


He kept checking on her 


She didn't respond and adhere 


He knew her well 


Yet on this silence he chose to dwell


After few days she felt ok and then gave update 


Perhaps ,he had moved on and she was late


He just said to not stay in touch 


After that there was hardly any conversation such


There can be storm beneath surface so calm


Their paths do cross but faces stay firm !


 ✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

4 Feb 2026


@⁨~Vipin V. Kamble⁩ 

@⁨अव्यग्र 👿⁩ 

Tuesday, 3 February 2026

293. Crossroads/ penguin

 



Review 


The transformation from seeking external comfort to finding inner strength and spiritual support is beautifully depicted, expressing the tension between the security of the “herd” and the solitary, yet liberating, path of self-discovery. ❤️

Keep Writing ❤️

Keep shining ❤️


The penguin used to be in group as a defence from snow fox  

One day she decides to think out of the box 

With each steps she sees she is alone 

She runs but finds none 

In crossroad of life she can either choose to be in group 

Or break the boundaries and come out of the loop

The snow shows her the birds eye view 

Where she realises the reality few 

She was searching for comfort in her mate

But life is always not fair and at times depends on fate

We are born alone and shall leave this way too 

What matters is happiness we shared true 

When we do something different 

People can be with envious intent 

Our progress may not be liked by all

At times walking alone saves from downfall 

But she is driven by emotions

Let her take time to process 

She is strong and will overcome this phase 

It seems like she is running alone but God always has her back in each race !!!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

3 Feb 2026


Friday, 30 January 2026

292.Month end dialogues in office


 *Month end dialogues in office*


My senior pronounces my name as Prianga all time

And month end or year end if happens in weekend line

I hear these conversations often 

When he ask how I am doing and I say fine - a formal tuning 

And in return ask how are you , I always get a response as surviving 

Alternative answer would be that he is not fine 

And the reason would be that somethings are still pending in pipeline 

His 'Prianga have a nice weekend came '

I replied wish you the same 

He said 'For me, I will be working in weekend '

So you enjoy the day start to end 

He asked me if I had my food 

I said" yes , I had mine ,thanks all good "

I knew asking him back would give me similar response

I was quiet and he expected I should also ask hence 

He only told me - Prianga ask me 

I said oh sorry , I Missed to ask did you have something to eat 

He replies Don't ask me I haven't had food and entire day glued to seat

Day and night I am working with no rest 

Anyways you enjoy your day Prianga all the best !!

😁


✍️©️ Priy

anka Kamath 

31 Jan 2026

Friday, 23 January 2026

291. Night

 


Night 

If I am able to express,it is Saraswati Ma’s grace, almight

So I pen a few words on Vasant Panchami night.

Peaceful sleep is one precious gift God blesses,

Yet my breathing issues turn nights sleepless.

Cold catches quick, breath turns tight,

I tremble at times, teeth clenched in the night.

Goosebumps rise, nature calls keep me awake,

With every cough, my body starts to ache.

I turn and turn, changing sides,

But time itself refuses to slide.

Nights of chills and wheezing persist,

Even without AC, the cold insists.

I wish this night would gently swoon,

I manifest I will get well soon.


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

23 Jan 2026

Thursday, 22 January 2026

290. Importance of 2026 in my life E magazine - Hope magazine

 


Importance of 2026 in my life 


2026 is a year to clear blockages and feel at ease 

Good memories with my parents in my heart to freeze 

Breaking up with my toxic habits that once made me feel fine

Overcoming this phase is tough as it served as a dopamine

Empty feeling now is making me understand my self 

To think out of the box than restricting to a shelf 

Hope is the silver lining to any situation afterall

Faith is the confidence that I will bounce back after each fall 

Age isnt a barrier to follow my passion

Keeping a smile and being kind is always in fashion!!!



✍️©️ Priyanka Kamat

22 Jan 2026

289. E magazine poetic essence - Jan 2026“Faith, Falls, and Forward Steps

 



*Faith, Falls, and Forward Steps*


Each day comes with a new challenge and zeal 

An experience when digested well becomes like a scrumptious meal 

Faith is important for one to be balanced and persistent 

It gives ability to realise our act in instant 

Things that once lead me to overthink and perish

If now I am able to let go then it's also a little win I cherish 

Two years back after one office event, there was a tragedy at home 

So I missed last year attending this as even in crowd I would feel alone 

This year I attended with a spirit to heal my past trauma 

But I failed and after coming home I cried remembering my ma

So my plan to overcome my fear may not have been resolved

But I am better with time and have evolved 

I learn that getting result is not always a milestone 

Trying to come out of failure is also a stepping stone 

A breakup phase need not always be about love

Overcoming habit that is toxic is a challenge to know 

At times some of the habit leads to that dopamine 

And not getting it can lead to being upset , sad and being mean

I am trying to overcome these traits in me which is tough 

Pure gold emerges after a process rough

I had so many clutters within me that didn't make me at ease

These blockages are on the verge of release

So the emptiness I may feel now is leading me for a better person 

Its bringing back the good things of my younger version 

Age isnt a barrier to follow my passion

Keeping a smile and being kind is always in fashion

Time is precious and productive utility leads to success and leap 

Miles to go before I sleep !!!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

22 Jan 2026

Wednesday, 21 January 2026

288. Petal of heart anthology


 Petal of my heart 


A petal of my heart may fade and fall,


Yet life keeps testing how I rise through it all.


It so happened, I forgot my exam date,


A small mistake that turned into fate.


I didn’t check my hall ticket twice,


Just trusted the mark I made on my calendar in haste.


Later I heard the paper was easy that day,


And guilt with self-blame came my way.


Though I had scored well in the other part,


Being marked absent broke my heart.


That morning, I thought it was a holiday,


I revised my notes and let time slip away.


Then the “what ifs” kept running in my head,


I couldn’t eat or sleep in bed.


I kept asking 'how could I miss?'


It felt like my last chance had vanished in mist.


But time moved on, I cleared in the next,


And realized it wasn’t as bad as I had guessed.


What once felt like the worst phase of life,


Now seems not worth the endless strife.


The lesson I learnt was clear enough


Always double-check, never trust once.


And when I lost my parents, my biggest pain,


I knew no exam loss could weigh the same.


So if loved ones leave without a sign at all,


Why worry so much for a missed final call?


Swami Vivekananda's powerful line keeps me going that say 


Where there is a will there is a way !!!


✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

21 Jan 2026

Sunday, 11 January 2026

286. अरावली – 100 मीटर का मिटाया जाना

 


परिचय (Hindi)
प्रियंका कामथ मंगलुरु की निवासी एक कवयित्री और लेखिका हैं, जिन्होंने 300 से अधिक कविताएँ लिखी हैं और विभिन्न संकलनों में योगदान दिया है। वे वित्त क्षेत्र से जुड़ी पृष्ठभूमि रखती हैं और वर्तमान में यूएई में निवास कर रही हैं। उनकी रुचियाँ कला, शिल्प, कविता, पाक-कला, पठन, और तैराकी में हैं। वे अपना समस्त लेखन अपने माता-पिता को समर्पित करती हैं और उनके आशीर्वाद में अटूट विश्वास रखती हैं।

अरावली – 100 मीटर का मिटाया जाना

अरावली पर्वतमाला भारत की सबसे पुरानी पर्वत श्रृंखला है। इसकी उत्पत्ति पैलियो प्रोटेरोज़ोइक काल में हुई थी, लगभग 2.5 से 1.6 अरब वर्ष पहले।

प्राचीन समय में ये पहाड़ बहुत ऊँचे थे, लेकिन लाखों वर्षों की प्राकृतिक घिसावट (मौसम के प्रभाव) के कारण इनकी ऊँचाई धीरे-धीरे कम होती गई।

20 नवंबर 2025 को सुप्रीम कोर्ट ने पर्यावरण मंत्रालय द्वारा प्रस्तावित अरावली की एक नई परिभाषा को स्वीकार किया। इसके अनुसार, स्थानीय ज़मीन से केवल 100 मीटर या उससे अधिक ऊँचाई वाले पहाड़ों को ही अरावली पर्वतमाला माना जाएगा।

इसका अर्थ यह है कि लगभग 90% अरावली क्षेत्र अब संरक्षण से बाहर हो जाएगा।

सुप्रीम कोर्ट द्वारा नियुक्त एक समिति ने 2018 में पाया कि राजस्थान में पिछले 50 वर्षों में 128 में से 32 अरावली पहाड़ अवैध खनन के कारण पूरी तरह गायब हो चुके हैं और 10–12 बड़े अंतराल (गैप) बन गए हैं।

विशेषज्ञ चेतावनी देते हैं कि खनन का प्रभाव धीरे-धीरे लेकिन स्थायी होता है। सतही या कम गहराई वाला खनन भी जल निकासी के रास्तों, मिट्टी की स्थिरता और वर्षा जल को सोखने की भूमि की क्षमता को हमेशा के लिए बदल सकता है।

खनन से प्राकृतिक दरारें, मिट्टी की परत और चट्टानों की संरचना नष्ट हो जाती है, जिससे मिट्टी का कटाव, उपजाऊ मिट्टी की हानि और बाढ़ का खतरा बढ़ जाता है।

अरावली पर्वतमाला में सोना, टंगस्टन और सीसा जैसे बहुमूल्य और रणनीतिक खनिज पाए जाते हैं, जिनके कारण यहाँ खनन किया जाता है।

अरावली की चट्टानें मुख्य रूप से क्वार्ट्ज़ाइट और ग्रेनाइट से बनी हैं। इनकी बनावट कठोर, पथरीली और ढलान वाली है।

अरावली पर्वतमाला अरब सागर से आने वाली दक्षिण-पश्चिम मानसून हवाओं को नहीं रोकती क्योंकि यह हवाओं की दिशा के समानांतर फैली हुई है। इसी कारण उत्तर-पश्चिम भारत का क्षेत्र वर्षा-छाया (रेन शैडो) में आ जाता है।

भारत में मानसून समान रूप से नहीं बरसता। अरावली की असमान सतह जल संरक्षण में मदद करती है। लेकिन खनन के कारण पहाड़ टूटते हैं, जिससे भूजल स्तर और उसके शुद्धता पर गंभीर प्रभाव पड़ता है।

गुजरात से दिल्ली तक फैली अरावली पर्वतमाला उत्तर-पश्चिम भारत में महत्वपूर्ण पारिस्थितिक भूमिका निभाती है।

यह थार रेगिस्तान के फैलाव को रोकती है और दिल्ली, जयपुर, गुरुग्राम जैसे शहरों की रक्षा करती है।

अगर अरावली की यह प्राकृतिक दीवार टूटती है, तो दिल्ली-एनसीआर में धूल भरी आँधियाँ, गर्मी की लहरें और वायु प्रदूषण और अधिक बढ़ सकता है।

नीची पहाड़ियों के नष्ट होने से थार रेगिस्तान की रेत और धूल इंडो-गंगेटिक मैदानों तक पहुँच सकती है, जिससे किसानों की आजीविका और आम लोगों के स्वास्थ्य को खतरा होगा।

उत्तराखंड जैसे नाज़ुक पहाड़ी क्षेत्रों में देखा गया है कि पर्यटन से जुड़ा निर्माण कार्य जलभृत (एक्विफ़र) और प्राकृतिक जल रिसाव को बाधित करता है, जिससे जल संकट और गहराता है।

आज की दुनिया में डिजिटल काम को अक्सर एआई से मान्यता मिलती है, मानो तकनीक ही अंतिम न्यायाधीश बन गई हो। लेकिन एआई केवल वही जानकारी उपयोग करता है जो पहले से सार्वजनिक रूप से उपलब्ध होती है।

इस प्रक्रिया का सबसे अधिक असर मध्यम वर्ग पर पड़ता है, जो संख्या में बहुत बड़ा है। जबकि लाभ कुछ गिने-चुने शक्तिशाली लोगों को मिलता है।

अरावली को तभी बचाया जा सकता है जब लोग अपनी आवाज़ उठाएँ और अपने अधिकारों के लिए डटकर खड़े हों।

अब चुप रहना विकल्प नहीं है। जागरूकता को कार्यवाही में बदलना होगा, और दर्शकों को संरक्षक बनना होगा।

यह लेख मेरी ओर से अरावली के लिए एक छोटा-सा प्रयास है।

जब मौन विनाश को बढ़ावा देता है, तब एक लिखा हुआ शब्द भी प्रतिरोध बन जाता है।

अरावली को बचाने की शुरुआत नज़र फेरने से इंकार करने से होती है।

✍️©️ प्रियंका कामथ

11 जनवरी 2026


285. Aravalli -100 Metres erasure

 

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Priyanka Kamath is a poet and writer who has written over 300 poems and contributed to several anthologies. She is from Mangalore and comes from a finance background, presently settled in the UAE. Her interests include art and craft, poetry, cooking, reading, and swimming. She dedicates all her work to her parents, believing their blessings guide her always.


Aravalli - The 100 Metre erasure 


Aravalli range is the oldest found mountain belt in India with an origin dating back to the paleo Proterozoic era( approx 2.5-1.6 billion years ago).


 In ancient times they were extremely high and have been worn down over millions of years of weathering. 


As per the new definition of the Aravalli hills that the supreme court accepted on 20 Nov 2025 that was proposed by the union environment ministery, that only hills above 100 metres above the local terrain be considered as the Aravalli Hills and Ranges . Which means atleast 90% of the Aravallis will no longer be protected.


The supreme court appointed a committee in 2018 found that in Rajasthan 32 out of 128 Aravalli hills disappeared in 50 years because of illegal quarrying and 10-12 large gaps opened up.


Experts also warn that the mining impacts are cumulative as even shallow scale of extraction can permanently alter drainage patterns , soil stability and reducing lands ability to absorb rainfall. Surface mining often destroy natural fissure , soil cover , rock structure that allow infiltration causing soil erosion, loss of top soil and flood risk. 


Intent for mining - Aravalli range contains precious and strategic minerals such as Gold , Tungsten and lead. 



Let's see how the Aravalli helps in absorbing rainfall :-


The hills are composed mainly of quartzitic & granite and are characterized by their rugged rocky structure and steep slopes. Aravalli range doesn't intercept the moisture giving South West monsoon winds off the Arabian sea,as it lies in the direction parallel to that of the coming monsoon winds leaving northwest region in rain shadow. The monsoon in India is not evenly distributed. The uneven surface level makes it convenient to preserve water. And breaking the hills for mining can alter groundwater table and it's purity. 


Extending from Gujarat to Delhi, the Aravalli range plays crucial ecological role in North western India. It serves as a natural barrier against desertification, preventing the expansion of Thar desert & protecting cities like Delhi , Jaipur , Gurgaon. Disruption of Aravalli barrier could worsen urban air quality, intensifying dust storms,heat waves and pollution in Delhi NCR region. 


Loss of lower hills likely to expose bast areas to sand and dust particles blooming from Thar desert to Indo Gangetic plains and endanger livelihood of farmer and health of people. 


In fragile hills such as Uttharakhand, tourism related construction has been reported to disrupt aquifer and natural water percolation, exacerbating water scarcity.


In today’s world, digital work often seeks validation from AI, as though technology itself has become the final judge. Yet AI only draws from information already placed in the public domain. The true impact of this process falls on the middle class who are vast in number. The benefits are reaped by a privileged few who, though small in count, hold disproportionate power. The Aravalli can be preserved only when people raise their voices and stand firm for their rights. 


Silence is no longer an option; awareness must turn into action, and spectators must become protectors.


This article is a humble attempt from my end to stand up for the Aravalli. When silence enables destruction, even a single written voice becomes an act of resistance. Saving the Aravalli begins with refusing to look away.


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©️ Priyanka Kamath 

11 Jan 2026

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