Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Home


Home is a place of peace and tranquility
A place where every piece has a handprint of your identity
Every picture brings a smile to your face.
Home is an extension of your own self
And there is no one to please but your own soul
Home is the place of unconditional love
A place full of the music of laughter 
And of unrestrained conversations
Where the mind can relax and soul can rejuvenate
Home is the place where one is unafraid
Home is the place of ultimate freedom
Home is the sanctuary where no one can touch you
Home is the place where you can come alive in your full form
A place where you can find yourself
And do the things you want to do
Read the books you want, dance to the music you like
Paint the walls in your color, listen to songs you love
Watch what you want to see, learn the skills you want to learn
It is the place where hope takes birth
It is the place that gives you strength
It is the place of resting and love
It is the place where God resides
It is the place where the angels visit you
From afar I do long for you
And hold you always in my heart! 

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Unconditional Love

What is the one thing without which any living being cannot survive? What is at the heart of existence? What is the soul made of? What is the nature of God? I think the answer to all these questions is unconditional love. Whenever and wherever we find unconditional love, we are inexplicably and instantly attracted towards that source. It is the most pervasive and ancient form of truth. In the warm embrace of unconditional love we can all be who we are in essence. There is nothing to prove to anyone, nothing to win, nothing to lose, just a consciousness of pure being. It is where you are content to say "I am" and nothing else matters. To be completely fearless. To win over the primal fear of death. To be immortal. To feel connected with the universe through love and be a part of that all encompassing "I". All I am looking for is the road from here to there. It is the only worthy mission in life.

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Dear Papa...


When I look up in gratitude and remember my God to be true,
I do think he was so kind to me, for I was born to a man like you;
A father so patient, generous, loving and kind,
A human with a golden heart and a beautiful mind;
Caring in your heart, yet tough outside,
There was always love hidden behind the father’s pride;
Without condition you stood like a protective wall,
Reserving the pain for yourself alone and only pleasure for us all;
A will so strong, to rise on your own might,
To bid for the moon and never know fright;
To rise and fall yet rise again,
To build yourself from ashes and ignore the pain;
The more I look at you the more I learn,
How to give light to the world, even when you burn;
The more I think I do realize- the way I think, the way I talk,
I borrowed from you even the way I walk;
I hope someday I can do justice,
To the sacrifices of a man so great;
And be an example of human effort,
Not a mere slave to my fate!

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Grateful to life

Life has gone through a whirlwind of a change in the past years. It is strange and beautiful at the same time, and is, most certainly, your biggest guru. The most important journey one can embark on in one's life is the journey to the self. Slowly yet passionately unravel yourself, discover who you are and life becomes richer and more meaningful. It is what Joseph Campbell  would probably call 'a hero's journey'. More often than not the path to this discovery is difficult, you have to constantly step out of your comfort zone, struggle, get thrashed, fall, learn and stand up again. But the process of growth has always been a process full of struggle. You have to file your rough edges and constantly increase your tolerance to friction, but you come out finer and more glorious in the end- wiser, braver, tolerant, in control and victorious. At the end of the day, no matter how ugly was the initial battle, you stand taller and all you feel is just supremely grateful for it all!  

Friday, October 29, 2010

Heaven

I’m chasing a dream, an impossible dream
Where you and I are frolicking in the woods
I push you away; then take you in my arms
You kiss me on the forehead and take my face in your palms
I ride on your shoulders like foolish little girls
We run towards the lake in twists and twirls
But each time you look at me with that dazzling smile
My heart skips several beats and it’s hard to hide
That I worship and adore you more than humanly possible
Such incredible depth of emotion is hardly plausible
When you look at me my eyes sparkle like two stars
I feel like a million rosebuds that blossom into flowers
Call me crazy or sane, foolish or wise
It’s hard to breathe without you, with you time flies
I’m chasing a dream, an impossible dream
To be with you forever and ever
To be lost in you like a river in the sea
To be merged in you so I can be free!

Only you


In the strength of my will
In the flow of my bloodstream
In the warmth of my breath
In the fire of my passion
In the touch of love
In the joy of my heart
In the truth of my words
In the beauty of my sight
The life is you, only you, nothing but you!

The Morning Song


When we feel down and out,

and nothing in life feels worthwhile,

Let's rise before the sun and open the window,

and greet him with a resilient smile.

Let's listen to the songs we sang when we were young,

and borrow our youth from the clutches of time.

Let's look at the world through the sieve of wisdom,

and face our fears till they fritter away.

Let's revive that spirit that made us feel glorious,

and one with the entire universe.

A universe that's our friend and is full of possibilities.

Let us get prepared to get soiled and dirty,

and plant new seeds of hard work.

Let us feel the blood in our veins,

And hear the music of our heartbeat.

Let us begin to give ourselves

The gift of life we forgot to live!

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

From the ephemeral poet...


From the ephemeral poet comes the trivial story of his youth, soon to be lost like footsteps in the sands of time. I speak of the inconsequential victories and passionate love; memories, only to lie with me in my grave. For what is a revolution if not circling the same point? Change IS the constant, says the ephemeral poet, and the reigns will change hands with my last breath. But if I live,it has to be in the fighting spirit of a dim light against the vast darkness of ignorance. I leave behind the words, each containing a laugh, a tear, some sorrow, some glee, pieces of a life lived full, a torrent of ebullient energy. It is the journey, says the ephemeral, poet not the destination which makes it worthwhile. Live and live and live, he says, so when the time comes, your heart is full, your hands are empty and your lips have a smile...

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

My Religion



Do you see the walls coming down?
A disarming smile is taking over the frown.

Riveted you stand as the world around you goes dark
Your eyes are locked to mine setting off a spark;

There you stand in your frigid affectation
While your heart melts in sensuous elation;

But the heart can't discern what's foolish or wise,
Mind tells you to ply cold reason, and think twice;

You don't see me for my soul, or the path I've tread
And judge me by name, place and the books I've read?

God is not in sanctioned symbols, brutal discipline and instructed words,
He resides in the loving heart, the air we breathe and the song of the birds.

You trust your eyes to see my color? Dark or light, white or brown;
Reality as you know it is a sham, earth once flat turned out to be round!

Let us open our minds to this fresh stimulation;
An age of cultivated reason, enlightened faith and jubilation.

This is the fountainhead of knowledge we've found;
It is only love that makes the world go around.

My twin soul


My Twin Soul
Smile of a million stars that shine
Scent of the morning incense divine
he's my love ,my life, my soul...

Eyes of a brilliant promise preserved
Words of mellifluous music unheard
that's my love, my life, my soul...

Hands that give, that hold, that hurt
Touch that heals,that feels, lends worth
that's my love, my life, my soul...

Tears of joy, of love, of pain
Sealed are those lips,they never complain
that's my love, my life, my soul...

Heart that has learnt nothing but to love
Deeds befitting gods in the heavens above
My dreams,my hopes,my prayers came true
When my darling, my love, I met you!

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