Tuesday, September 28, 2010


Monuments, expression of
Deep respect & love,
Inspiring values
Helping us to be better being.

When destroyed,
Just structure gets destroyed
Values they inspire get multiplied
…..Many folds.

Will spirit of Buddhism – peace & love
Get destroyed with demolition of
Buddhas of Bamiyan?

Vacant space there
Silently transmit
Message of love to all,
Specially to those who committed its destruction
For they don’t know what they are doing

So do space at
Ground zero of
Twin towers, symbol of free world.

(OSI Prompt : Monument)

Saturday, September 25, 2010


Cooling breeze of love
Sway souls, Conscious rise beyond sky
Monument stand inspiring

(OSI Prompt : Monument)

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Joy of Living

Joie de vivre
(Joy of Living)

Blessed I was with its glimpses
When in love,
When playing with friends,
In achievements and success,
In food & festivals,
In luxury and comforts,
In mountains,  rivers & woods.

I savored & chased those moments
And found
Its infinite source in
Space Within.

 I just need to remain connected.
(OSI Prompt : Joie de vivre)

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

The fun of Passing....

The fun of Passing…….

We play, we quarrel
We love, we fall out
We sooth, we hurt                                                                                                         
We breathe, we eat
We dream, we despair,

We see divinity in a tiny flower on the roadside
And pass through divine forest unaware!

We are so similar
And differences so insignificant!



(OSI Prompt : The Passing)

Monday, September 13, 2010


                                                      The Passing.... 

Flowing like a river,
Given way,
Eager to meet & merge in
That vastness of sea.

Anyone who cares
Quench her thirst.

Unfortunate are those who keep away.

 I move on…

(OSI Prompt : The Passing)

Sunday, September 5, 2010

All Within

A pair of eyes
Same scene
See beauty, see evil.
Haiku Height Promot7 : Beauty


Who am I ?

  I have my fears  &

  I have my hopes.

I am my fears when
I talk about it,
I take shelter behind it,
I make a show of it,
I let it rule me,
I let others address it or
When I think I am it.

  I am my hopes when
  I see it,
  I talk about it,
  I think it will come true,
  My actions are ruled by it,
  I am working for it,
  Others address to it or
  When I think it is me.

  Who am I?
  My fears  or
  My hopes?

  Whose choice is it?


‘Who am I?’ was written six years back in ’04.  As the poem reads, I then thought it was a 
choice of an individual to select an attitude and live his life.

Today there seem to be a shift. As the haiku ‘My Choice?’  reads, I think though it may appear 
to be my choice to me, awareness of choice itself is a result of His grace. 
One can easily slip in a state of mind that has no choice. Isn't it?

Life has taught me this in the the span of six years . HIS grace.


My Choice?

His grace


You remain aware of choices, always.

OSI Prompt : Choices

Saturday, September 4, 2010

What doesn't Change?

What has changed ??


I loved you for your glowing complexion,           
I loved you for your sharp features,                                                        
I loved you for long & silky hair,
I loved you for your figure,
I loved your smartness.

I loved for what you possessed.


I love you more for you don’t have a baby complexion,              
I love you more for you have lost your teeth,
I love you more for your hair expose your scalp,
I love you more for you have a hunch,
I love you more & more as you loose each of your possessions.

For without your possessions,
Revealed is real YOU.

YOU  are  beautiful.


Friends, before putting your comments, please pause for a minute.

See what change and feel that never changing constant presence
Please let that flow in your comments. Words in your comments may or may not make meaning – it is not important here.

Lots of LOVE --- Harshad.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010