Always respect tradition, I was taught And I would have obeyed, but then I realised If everyone had done the same thing Where would I be? Books would no longer be my friends, Education would be barred to me; My meagre brain at the mercy of The wise men, who guided me. My imagination neatly wrapped Between the lines of a prayer-book; My life would be of household chores. Respect would be an alien word; I would have taunts and scolds aplenty. My feet bound to the threshold Too scared to tread the outside world, No knowledge would ever pierce the walls; Ignorance would be my salvation. Always respect tradition, I was taught And I would have obeyed, but then I realised If everyone had done the same thing I would have faced a horrible fate. I would be at home, a veil covering my face, and a husband whom I worshipped for the kicks and punches, he rewarded me. I would be serving his parents while He harassed mine for money. I would pray for his long life, and not for any Claims of love, nor hypocrisy on my part. I would really want him to live long, For his death would be my destruction. I would rather have the bruises he gives Than be burned in the funeral pyre. Some cultures would spare my life Only to kill me everyday. Always respect tradition, I was taught And I refused to obey for the sake of a future girl. Because, when I bring a piece of change, She would be in some place better. ―K.A. Acharya © 2018 * I in the poem doesn't refer to me (as in Kiran), it's any girl who would have been victim to irrational traditions and customs. Pls check The woes of a Fiction Writer to understand.
together yet not
close, they represent the two
ends of a see-saw
after all the pain
it has been through, my heart
still beats for you
The above image was my first Boomerang 🙂 It’s been a year since I discovered Boomerang, and I’m still in love with that app 😀
If your thoughts are always in line with what most of the world thinks, it’s time to reflect. Are you thinking for yourself? Or are you an echo for someone else.
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Kindness is not weakness. Kind people are strong people who in turn help others grow into their strength.
Half the people you meet will try to take advantage of your kindness. Still be kind. Because, kindness matters. It’s the only thing which really matters. Kindness sustains life.
– K.A. Acharya
Value the kind people in your life.
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La Bocca della Verità, or the Mouth of Truth, is a marble sculpture located in the portico of the Basilica of Santa Maria in Cosmedin church in Rome, Italy. The circular disc has a face carved with open eyes, nose, and mouth.
The origin of the sculpture is unknown. Some say it was a drain cover while others assert that the face in the sculpture is of the God of the sea—Oceanus. There’s also an account claiming that it was used as a drain pipe to drain the blood of the sacrificed cattle.
The allure of the sculpture is due to the medieval myth associated with it. If you have watched the movie, Roman Holiday, then you might be familiar with it. (And if you haven’t watched the movie yet, do watch it. It’s really a beautiful movie.)
The sculpture was used to ferret out the liars. If you speak a lie with your hand inside the disc, the mouth is supposed to snap shut cutting off your hand.
Hordes of tourists, who visit Rome put their hand in the sculpture’s mouth to test out the theory.
You guys know me—I always speak the truth, and nothing but the truth 😀 So, I had nothing to prove. But I had gone to Rome with my parents, and it’s always better to have outside testimony about your honesty 😛
Reasons you should check out the Mouth of Truth when you visit Rome:
- The peculiar sculpture is worth looking even without the myth.
- You definitely want a picture of you with your hand inside the sculpture’s mouth. Such memories are the reason we carry cameras.
So, when you visit Rome, do check out La Bocca della Verità.
Have you visited Rome? Do share your experience with me.
Perfection is not a constant, don’t try to mould yourself into some popular conception of the word…
the solo trekker scales the snowy mountain peak; valley left behind
© Kiran Acharya 2017
Image courtesy : Charuhas Acharya @ A Glimpse of Paradise