The Wandering Cloud I See

                              Who is responsible? Is it Nature's fury or Man's arrogant greed? For long have we blamed most of our woes on Nature! We never cared to look at ourselves, at our doings, our endless greed and desire- the bottomless pit! We all need a good tourism spot! We all need luxury! We all need... need... need... At what cost? Source: 3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMCd_WZVOAc/SmM-GxdGcoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Np151k8xlc0/s1600-h/himalayas1.jpg Here are links to a few reports that stress on the same: Nature avenges its exploitation - The Hindu (http://www.thehindu.com/todays-paper/tp-opinion/nature-avenges-its-exploitation/article4835662.ece)   Don’t blame nature for the Uttarakhand flood disaster ( http://www.livemint.com/Opinion/hzKmWekwYOOtYKv8N6dZlN/Dont-blame-nature-for-the-Uttarakhand-flood-disaster.html) A man-made disast...

Spectacled Cobra ( Naja naja) Russell's Viper ( Daboia russelii)   Peninsular Rock Agama ( Psammophilus dorsalis) Bloodsucker ( Calotes versicolor )

Groping we emerge from darkness of womb with a thought new in blazing inferno doomed let there be light aspirations, hopes surface with great stride in sight only to be lost in the world so blind all over an eye for an eye yet to find see we all the things around yet blind with lives so bound daring to call a color bright or slack when all there is only black pity those do we, having no eyes shrouded in darkness, help them we cry till our schedules do us part bound in our mental chains humans or bullock cart simple concept misunderstood we fought hoping for peace we fought running towards the night infinite searching for the eternal morning light                                                       ...

Dream did we, of the World in green abound with peace and tranquility only to surround care we do set forth to conserve our mother-Earth   Crisscrossing the village lanes Music of the early bird reigns Edging along the sharp peaceful hollow Passing the morning cattle   Crowed the alert Crow aloud Informing the forest inhabitants of the visitors proud   The Coppersmith Barbet rallied the message forth   A Rhinoceros Beetle stood guard Behold! were we at the entrance Watching the forest in a trance Inside was reverie for a scientific bard Paradise it is   Inter-connections at large Asian-paradise Flycatcher on a Bamboo shaft Was the forest singing a ballad or was it just a draft  Follow did we the Bee-eaters  to the lake or a haven Lost stood we in the beauty Each moment so astounding Peaceful was the heartbeat Peaceful was the Ear...