Come Soon....a call

Space where

I am not sleeping

Yet not awake, though aware

In the wonderland

With wings on

Gliding slowly

Far above grounds of reality

Far bellow hollows of dreams

Waiting for you,

Here is where I will be found

Space where

No gravity applies

No pain exist

No efforts needed,

Here is where I will be found,

Waiting for you

Always

Come soon

My friend

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Reflections

Overwhelmed by events,

Reacting

And

Whirl of cause and effects follow

....... Pause

To reflect

And deep within a voice

Heard

“Let go...

 Love is to surrender”

Easy comes
reflections in nature.

Acrylic colors on canvas.
Size of Canvas:  18" x 15"

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A moderate speaks.

Hi friends,

I have been a religious moderate.

As a value system in family since my childhood, talks are generally goody –goody when it comes to talking about faith. One never takes close look at facts on the ground.

I think it is so because it keeps us well within our comfort zone.  It will also avoid others to point at negatives of faith that we follow.

Can I chose to have same comfort for long and avoid speaking what I feel is truth, though it may mean I may not appear to be a very polite goody- goody guy? 

I may, with dire consequences for my children and my grand children.

I came across a video which very systematically describes how being a moderate we just give cover to what we really not approve.  Let me post it for you.

I believe religions have outlived their useful life. Now what remains is politics of it. 

I have expressed my view on individual connection with God in my poem 

How Foolish!

Enjoy this video. Thoughts very well articulated.

Please spare few minutes in silence and think, can you afford luxury of being a silent spectator?

If answer is no, what can you do?

Not everything change

Holding your hand

Carrying a bag heavy with your stuff

Taking to doctors

Waiting for hours

Is as adoring as

Taking you for a fine dinner, my friend!

Each new stage of life

New role played

Yet same old feelings!

Same, always!

What change is on periphery

Centre remains unaffected.   

Madness again

A bloody day again

How long will this madness go on?

How foolish it is of them

To think that mindless killings will change

Nature of human on earth.

Can it kill

Kindness

Innocence                                           Love

And mercy in people?

                                                             

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And 

how long will world avoid looking where problem is?

Let world unite to say

“An individual’s connection with God (call Him by any name)

Is his private matter

It is up to him how he finds and maintains his connection

No state can have religion

No school can have religion

No place of prayer/meditation can have religion

No funding for religion”

For purpose of religions is lost

Politics of it remains

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Living

Living

A candle

Spreads light

So others may see...

And when

Its time is over

It stops being

No demands

No expectations

No traces

Just passing through....

Some call it burning

I say it is living

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A Leaf

A leaf falls.

Was it blown away by wind?

Or was tired of the tree?

Or tired of holding on?

Or was tree tired of it?

Or was wind and earth more alluring?

Does it matter?

A leaf falls.

A moment passed.

New leaf will fill the space

 A heart felt pain

 A moment passed

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Written for " A Prompt each Day"

Prompt : LEAF

Long Shadows & Rays of Hopes

"Long shadows and Rays of hopes"

Shadows long though

Cannot stop rays

Making them evident
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My landscape on canvas with Acrylics.
Size: 60 x 40 cm.
Subject: Morning in tropical jungle

Real Hero, Ravindra Patil.

Real Hero

Ravindra Patil

Once a young boy from Satara

Well built, joins police force

And gets trained as a commando,

Found good to be posted to guard a high profile film star.

Fulfilling his role as a commando,

as a police man,

as a good citizen

Rushed to police station on that dreadful night of Sept 28, 2002

When car of the star he was escorting

Ran over some people sleeping on a footpath,

He told what he witnessed,

Filed an FIR

Stood on his ground

A good commando he was

Department he worked in found him liability

Friends deserted,

Media ignored

Was brought to street

Reduced to a skeleton weighing about 30 kg

He died on Dec’23 2007

Salute to him.

A good commando he was.

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Note : Star was tried in court of law and found guilty. He was sentenced five years of imprisonment. Judgment was announced yesterday 06.May 2015. Trial lasted for thirteen years.

Mumbai India.

Color of LOVE

Blues of past

Violate Pink of heart

Colors of life

Festival of colors, HOLI

A chance to
 shade blues

Sprinkle and brush

Pink all over

In and out

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