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Poem: Little Wings

Wriggling and crawling, emerging from an insignificant egg Disgusting as bird poop, you began moving over the branches Fearful like a miniature monster, you chomped off fresh lime leaves One morning, in the guise of a leaf hanging upside down You began to wither as if death would arrive anytime soon In the stillness of dull days that went by The lime tree bore an odd flower, called butterfly
- The Last Nomad
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Break Your Chains by Dr.Shruti Jamkhedkar | Words Can Heal

A baby elephant in a zoo struggles a lot to break free from the iron chains, tries hard to remove the constraints in his movement and struggles for freedom. The baby elephant being small, less powerful than a grown up elephant, is not always successful in his attempts.
But do you really think an adult elephant, the largest land mammal cannot break that chain! Then what is it that stops him from trying one more time to break the chain, to achieve what he always wanted?
He, as a baby, believed that he CANNOT break the iron chain. How much ever he tries, his efforts will go in vain, as they did when he was young and etched a lot of pain. He grows up believing that his attempts are of no use and he stops trying.
BUT, he hardly knows that NOW he has the ability, capability, and strength to break the chains. Regardless of his ability, he is held back by his old false belief and he stops trying in the present, when now the goal is realistically achievable.
We too, at times are chained mentally li…

Life (or death?) by Anu Shah | Words Can Heal

Life is all about death...nothing in life is permanent but death is. We are born because we are going to die someday and if death wouldn't be the end point then we wouldn't have been born... Life is nothing but advancement or a slow journey towards death which is the only evident thing. Life is mysterious but death resolves all the mysteries. 
Life is complex, full of surprises, struggles, highs and lows, and entirely unpredictable whereas death is like pole star: stark and shining brightly even in the mist. You can't miss it. It was and will be there guiding you all along towards the destination which is inevitable. There are no struggles after death. Death is concrete and certain. Death gives assurance of being liberated from the state of being imprisoned by life. With life comes inconstancy and we are enslaved by the perfidious and vexed emotions.
Life demands understanding of things, people etc. Whereas death is self-explanatory and doesn't demand any understanding. …

Sinking by Anu Shah | Words Can Heal

I am sinking Low, low, and deep I hear her voice and I try to peep But I am sinking  from where I can't come back I wanted to tell her, don't be afraid I will rise again She believes in phoenix but she is scared Our eyes met and we both saw the pain we endured I saw her through  the slits of my eyes and I told her this is just my reverie which I'll wake up from is my promise Now she smiles at me  holding me with a grip, Grip with promise of  not letting me go She found her phoenix her own phoenix
–Anu Shah
This poem was published as a part of the 'Words Can Heal' series. You too can participate and explore your creative side. To know more, read this blog post.

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Face of time | Words Can Heal

Accidentally I saw today Through the open balcony door Rain drops trickling from the roof On the shivering faded neem leaves Streams of water, as white as milk Pouring for hours from the grey skies And then I noticed a strange sight A pitch-black crow, sitting alone on rooftop Completely soaked, yet staring in the void As if seeing the face of time
- The Last Nomad 
This poem was published as a part of the 'Words Can Heal' series. You too can participate and explore your creative side. To know more, read this blog post.
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Words Can Heal | Publish Your Story

All it takes is a couple of words, to make or break our minds.
Language drives us in ways we cannot totally understand.
A word of love and joy elevates us.
A cuss word crashes our soaring minds.
Starting today, share the story of conversations that made your life bright. Audio/video stories will be published on YouTube/TheLastNomadGet your longish posts/articles published on Use the hashtag #wordsheal in your Instagram/Facebook posts. Feel free to tag me @thelastnomadindia.  Send your articles, audio/video stories to
Rules: Entry fee: Nil. If you like, you can share this post with your friends. :)
Language: Any Indian language or English. For articles, audio, or video stories in languages other than English, Hindi, and Marathi, a translation/summary in English is required. Let's celebrate our diversity. 
Blog post Word limit: 500 words
Audio/video story Duration: Not more than 4 minutes Please leave the audio/video recording on for 5-6 seconds be…

'Need of the hour': Book review by Vijaya Bhanu Kote

I have been into social networking for the past 12 years. From the days of Orkut and Minglebox till date where everything is like a miracle or everything is like things happening like a swift sway of the magic wand. The 12 year journey made me evolve as a human being. Set many examples in front of my brains eye. These 12 years gave me lot of insights where I happened to learn many things and made wonderful like-minded friends who in the course of time emerged into the members of my own family. Social media leveled me to cope up with my knowledge, build strong professional bonds, aided in my experiment and practice of Heutagogy too. Are these advantages of social networking I am talking about? May be yes…but the underlying element is that being sane and thoughtful in social networking can actually aid in evolving.
I am deeply humbled to be asked to write a review of this short, crisp and implementable book that Heramb has authored, named “7 Ways to Stay Sane on the Social Media”. This i…