You make me  want to listen to cliche love songs
You make me want to say the most cheesy lines
Like how i get so lost in your eyes.
Like how i feel blessed to have you in my life.

You make me smile at my phone
and dance in my room alone
You make me want to write metaphors about blue skies and rainbows
about the way you giggle , your hands and your silly jokes

You make me wish on every 11:11 on the clock
You make me gaze at the moon, only just a rock
Thinking about dreamy nights and endless walks
You make me break down my walls.
You make me search for the keys i threw away,
for all the doors that were never to be unlocked.

You make me believe in the universe,
you make me rhyme on all the merry words
You make me feel loved…
oh you make me feel happy,
Like i never was hurt .

You make me feel the things, i never thought i’d feel again.
You make  me feel hopeful,in a heartless world
And its terrifying and exciting at the same time
To watch you make me fall in love,

You call me a storm..
You make me dance in the rain. 
You call yourself a warrior
Oh you are the king and its your reign.

You make me fall in love again. 
And its dangerously beautiful to watch you ease the pain.. 
You make me fall in love again. 
You make it seem all okay
You make me want you . 
You Make me want you to stay .




Review: This is such a cute poem. Oh, the feeling of being in love. Great job. Keep on writing. ❤


Pictures of You and Me

So your picture came up on Facebook the other day,
You are holding her waist , she has tagged you as #bae
You look so good in that black suit, and clean shave, 
She’s wearing a little black dress, and has long hair

I have a picture of you in your shorts and that brown jacket
You had your arms around me, we were walking the streets
You grabbed your phone, and said this makes a good memory
I was smiling like an idiot, you were kissing my cheek

We used to be two kids in love, 
Getting into places, with fake ids.
Stealing a kiss, when your parents dint see,
Smoking cigarettes on the balcony.

Remember the time, at that shady resort
or the time you and your friends played football
i was sitting on the bleachers, and you blew a kiss at me
We  clicked a picture of us with your team
I was wearing a summer dress, you were in your favorite blue jersey

Now you’re all grown up, with a new hair cut 
I knew the guy with pierced lips , and his pants on his butt 
She’s got a picture with you and your friends,
you’ll are in some party,  you’re wearing my favorite shirt.
A drink in one hand, the other on her skirt..

Remember  misspelled texts and calling up drunk
Stealing liquor from your father’s trunk?
Remember making out till our lips hurt
Remember singing along at concerts?

Remember all those times
We sat in your bed all day and i heard you play the guitar
Remember the time, we sneaked up to your terrace,
Telling me the infinite reasons you liked me, while  counting stars
We stared at the moon, and clicked a picture while i was wrapped in your arms. 

She’s got a picture of you and her
Sunset in the background, you holding her hand.,
 with a caption that said, she loves you to the moon and back..
Remember the time, we celebrated your moms birthday,
and our first family picture, the one where you hugged your dad

I’ve got these pictures, .
and she’s got you..
I’ve got these memories, 
and you’ve got her..
I’ve been clinging to the  good old days
you are dancing with someone new.
I have got this picture, with a guy obsessed with his shoes
She’s got a man, that made her fairy-tale come true…

The Monica Shastri Blog, Pictures of Me and You


You were like music to my ears.. 
I still get that adrenaline rush when i listen to your voice, i wont deny. 
Just like the times i stumble onto an old song on my playlist, i forgot i had. 
My feet still tap perfectly, syncing to the beats. 
My hands sway in rhythm,
Like it’s a concert of my favourite band.

I know the lyrics by heart. 
I keep replaying my favourite parts… 
The music ends, and i restart.. 
Each time i hope it ends differently,
But it doesnt..
Like i missed out on something…
Its like a sad love song 
Boy meets girl.. they fall in love. 
One thing leads to another. 
Then they fall apart.

You are like that song i dont delete
Like the one that was always on repeat
You were like music to my ears. 
You really were. 
But just like music, i think i outgrew you. 
Now my heart skips a beat on a different tune..
More like a shitty cover song of you. 
For it’s the same old sad song,
By an artist having a different name
You are the acoustic version,
He is the remix.
It’s the music that changed. 
But not the lyrics.

The Monica Shastri



Review: What a beautifully heartbreaking poem. I enjoyed how you compared love and moving on to music - a universal concept we can all relate to. Thank you for sharing your soul. Lovely job. Keep on writing. ❤



January 26th 1950: Indian Constitution enacted

On this day in 1950, the Indian Constitution came into effect, thus founding the Republic of India. The struggle for independence from British colonial rule had been ongoing for many years, characterised by the non-violent resistance led by Mohandas Gandhi. In 1947, these efforts came to fruition, with the Partition of India creating the two independent nations of India and Pakistan. However, the transition to independence was not a smooth one, and religious violence was commonplace in the years after partition. In an effort to stabilise the new Indian state, the India Constituent Assembly adopted a new constitution in 1949. It was decided that the constitution would be enacted on January 26th to commemorate the 1930 Declaration of Independence on the same day, which resolved the Indian parliament to fight for self-rule. The 448-article document provided for a government based on the British parliamentary system, with elections every five years, and enshrined the principles of universal adult suffrage and equality. Unlike Britain, India was to be a republic, with a President holding a ceremonial head of state role. The new republic’s first President was Rajendra Prasad. Jawaharlal Nehru served as Indian Prime Minister until his death in 1964, having led the nation through a very turbulent time, and was succeeded by Lal Bahadur Shastri. Nehru’s daughter, the famous Indira Gandhi, went on to become a four-term Prime Minister. This day is commemorated in India every year as Republic Day.

ninjaxenomorph  asked:

I've been working on a character recently. She is an Indian biologist and genetic engineer. She was born in India in the 1950s with a host of congenital disorders. Her (Hindu) family immigrated to the US to seek better opportunities, where her extreme aptitude was discovered. I'm having trouble with her name. There is a history of names being somewhat meaningful in the work (a US Marine named Murphy, for example). I've worked out her given name as Bhawani, but haven't moved far from there.

Indian Surname to Reflect a Biologist/Engineer 

So you’d like to give this Indian character a surname that reflects her work as a biologist/engineer, but you would also like to be accurate to Hindu naming convention?

It’s not really as simple as just giving you a few suitable names to choose from, because Hindu naming conventions are hugely variable based on time period, region, family history, religious sub-group identification, etc.  Plus, the 1950s in particular were a period of huge flux in naming conventions, for various reasons, and you had different groups adopting different conventions, and sometimes ever different members of the same family adopting different conventions.

Traditionally there are a few options for a full name.  They all revolve around a <given name> + <group identifier> formula, and over time what I’m terming the “group identifier” usually morphed into something resembling a surname.  This usually started similarly to some last names in the west, as a marker of occupation (Patel, Deshmukh, etc.), religious sect or caste identification (Iyengar, Shastri, Acharya, Menon, etc.), place of origin (Mehwala, Kanchi, etc.), or other semi-random identifiers (Thampi, for instance, just means “little brother” and referred to the younger brother of a king, and later, his descendants).  Sometimes some ancestor’s given name ends up as a descendant’s family name (this is the case with mine, actually—my last name is so because it was my paternal grandfather’s given name).  Additionally, the core name formula can acquire various accoutrements, such as father’s given name, town of ancestral origin, etc.  Sometimes the group identifiers can fall before the given name.  Sometimes multiple group identifiers fall in various places in the name.  I had a great-grandfather called Sarukkai (ancestral village, even thought I don’t think he was born there) Gopal (father’s given name) Srinivasa (given name) Acharya (religious/scholarly marker).

Basically it’s a huge crapshoot.  You need to know your character’s regional background and religious and status ancestry to some extent, in order to come up with a realistic name.  This Wiki page is an okay place to start, but needs cleanup and won’t give you many name meanings.

To come up with a “meaningful” name (aren’t all names meaningful?—I guess you’re kind of going with a common conceit here, of having a character’s name just coincidentally reflective of their life choices; nothing wrong with that, I guess), the problem is that most Sanskrit words related to biology or engineering don’t make good family names.  Sanskrit for “biologist” is jīvaśāstri.  Shastri (< śāstri) is a good last name.  Jīvaśāstri is not, kind of like how “Smith” or even “Silversmith” or “Goldsmith” are fairly common English last names, but “blacksmith” is not.  The word for “engineer” is yantri but that is also not used as a last name.  In fact, if you look up Sanskrit terms for various sciences, you’ll find that Indians are naming their tech startups after these things, not their children.  Similar problems arise even with more generic terms.  “Malin” comes from mālī, which means “gardener” (sort of a biologist, I guess), but that’s not a common last name (“Mali” can be a caste surname but that’s a place-of-origin name and doesn’t come from the word for “gardener”).  I’m afraid you may be setting yourself up for a lot of extra work.

You could use the onomastic chaos of the 1950s to your advantage.  This is a time when parents’ given names were becoming children’s last names, especially among families moving to the west, and while it would be kind of weird, it wouldn’t be unheard of for a family to name their son Yantri or Jantar or something, and this could conceivably pass into use as a last name among that person’s children.  I guess.  Keep in mind, this relies on a plot device in which parents literally name their child “Engineer”.  Be prepared to explain yourself, which will be more research to do the explanation correctly.

If you search “Sanskrit word for X” you’re very likely to end up at a site called  This is a decent source, but do not trust the romanization.  It is meant for people who already know how to read Devanagari script, so learn to read Devanagari first, and that will tell you how to pronounce the results you get, and thus how to transliterate them into something readable for English speakers.

“Bhawani” is a good name.  It means “creator.”  What does this character create to warrant that meaningful name?  (Something biotech-y, I’m assuming.  I don’t expect you to message back and answer this; it’s just something you should be thinking about if this character is going to have this name.)

-Mod Nikhil

Yoga has become a diverse phenomenon throughout the world from spiritual gurus and meditation methods to physical fitness programs. Yet there is no doubt that Yoga as a term and as a movement overall has its roots in the Hindu and Vedic tradition over the last several thousand years and its prime texts like the Yoga Sutras, Bhagavad Gita, Yoga Shastras and Upanishads – including the use of Om, the essence of all Hindu teachings and mantras. Yoga philosophy follows Hindu concepts of karma, rebirth, liberation and Self-realization, and Hindu cosmology of the chakras and lokas.

Some people today say that Yoga is universal and so not limited to Hinduism. Yet the true name for Hinduism is Sanatana Dharma, the “eternal truth or dharma.” Hinduism is also formulated as a universal tradition and yogic concepts of universality reflect those already existing at the core of Hindu teachings, which occur in all Yoga, Vedic and Vedantic texts.

In other words the universal view behind Yoga rests upon the universality of Hinduism and is not an outside or new concept that just recently has come into being. Hinduism is not formulated as one religious belief against another but as a set of dharmic teachings relevant to all creatures and to all worlds. It is not limited to One God, one scripture, one savior, prophet or revelation, but embraces all valid paths to Self-realization, wherever these may occur.

Does this mean one has to formally become a Hindu to practice Yoga? That is not the case, but one need not deny the Hindu roots of Yoga in benefitting from its teachings. One does not say that Zen is not Buddhist or Tai Chi is not Taoist, though these practices have been widely used outside of their original traditions.

Yoga is a great gift of India and Hinduism for all humanity. It has spread beyond India not only today but in many centuries past as well. May that sharing of Yoga continue and flourish!

—Vamadeva Shastri


What is life after death?

I have pondered on that question for quite a while
Is it like you get buried,
And your body is left to rot 
Only bones that survive?
Or when you burn,
You are in a gaseous state..
Is your soul still alive?

Do you stand outside the gates of heaven
Do you really see the light?
Does god really have that much time?
Or does he just lets you decide?

Does the devil try to  pull you behind?
Can you find a place to hide?
I  have been thinking of this for quite a while
Does it really matter if you aren’t alive?

Do i make a list of things that show im kind
Is there  a special place for caste and religion? Do they categorize?
What if im an atheist? Can i bribe?

Do i get to look back and rewind
Can i register for a copy of my life?
Can i snap my fingers and teleport to places?
Do i get a halo and wings to fly?

Do we become guardians?
Are there jobs assigned?
In that case whats the salary like?
Do we get a hike?

Is there a system of rebirth
Is there a website to fill the form online
Or do we have to stand in line?
Are there wishing wells to drop a coin?
Can i convince god to bring me back to life
Do we  even get a  choice?

Can i live on a fluffy cloud 
Do i get to watch my funeral from above
Do i get to see who really cried
Can i get a list of people that didnt arrive?

Do i get to meet my dear ones one last time?
Can i  atleast meet the ones that already died?

What is life i wonder?
Is it jus a fun ride and than u die
What is  life after death i wonder?
Is there even a life or is that all just a lie?


@The Monica Shastri



Review:  A beautifully written poem that poses an array of questions I’m sure we have all thought at one point or another.  One thing to note is to read over your work as there are a couple spelling mistakes. Also, abbreviating the word you at the end disrupts the flow, when you spelled the word out in its entirety throughout the poem. Otherwise, lovely job. Keep on writing. ❤


“The mysterious reality of the Cosmic Shiva is not merely a cultural or religious issue, some strange aspect of Hindu thought, but is relevant to the spiritual well-being of every individual. It reflects the great mystery and the cosmic power in which we all live, but which overrides and transcends all that we of our own efforts attempt do in our ordinary lives.

To reach and unfold the power of the Cosmic Shiva is the key both to our ultimate personal well-being and to the upliftment of the human race as a whole. Indeed, that Shiva consciousness is also seeking to enter more deeply into humanity and bring us into a greater alignment with the cosmos that can spiritualize all that we are. We can ignore this great unknown for a time, but we remain surrounded by it on every side and it holds the key to our future as well as to our origins in the dark night of time. Our modern humanity trapped in the illusion of information and technology needs to confront and is beginning a new reckoning with this supreme mystery.

Shiva, we should note, is not the simply name of a Hindu deity. Shiva, which means “that which is auspicious,” refers to the auspicious effect of our contact with the unknown, the nameless, the great mystery, what is beyond all limitation, time, space and action. In this regard, Shiva has no name and also an infinite number of names. It is this inner reality of Shiva that we need to understand, not simply Shiva as a religious deity or a cultural form. Chanting the name of Shiva means going beyond all names. It is the resonance of the cosmic silence.”

—Pandit Vamadeva Shastri


I just loved this. 

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