Trust HIM

                                                                        

Doctors…Reports …

Hospitals …

More reports….

More Doctors…

Ayurveda….

Homeopathy….

Naturopathy...

Nadi vaidya…..

More Doctors…

What do you do now?

Pray.

Leave it to HIM.

Trust HIM.

Write it.

Visualize that she is well

and normal

and talking

and walking

and eating

and cooking

and playing

and laughing

and sharing and …….

Feel that smile passing you

As you visualize and

Feel warm tears rolling down

Pray again.

Trust HIM……….

-

Love

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Love

I was restless 

I was searching…….

In books and temples,

In prayers and bhajans,

In friends and family,

In flowers and bees,

In gardens and trees,

In sunrise and sunsets,

In city and jungles,

In known and unknown………

At last, I found it in you.

…..Meaning of my life.

I found in you

My way to Space Within.

-

A Little Prince

There was once a little prince,

He played,

He dreamed,

He loved.

He ordered…….

Now a grown up.

Still he is a prince within…

Still he dreams…

Still he loves…

He follows orders…..

Some evenings he drinks so he can sleep well.

(He has forgotten playing)

-

One Way Street

I saw life as two way street.

Giving and taking.

“Give so that you will be offered in return”

When what was offered in return

Did not match my expectation….

Agony followed.

Till mystery was revealed by

Flowers spreading fragrance

Clouds melting to offer water

Trees bearing fruits

For all.

What could I offer them in return,

If they so expected?

               *

Bells of nearby temple rang....

"Clouds do not get paid by man and animal

Whose thirst it quenches,

But is reborn by sea evaporating!

Tree is fed through its roots by earth

And born are flowers and fruits!

Life has ways of rewarding generosity

Though not through same street!

But one who is generous cares not!!"

-

Silence

Silence

Last night in my dream

I felt very close to you.

When I told you this

You quietly nodded.

Holding my hand,

Closed your eyes,

Took a deep breath

Seizing that moment within.

Silence prevailed...

Two souls merged

Words melted....

Purity of ambiance

Could only be held in

Silence.

Someday I will cross.....

One more among the crowd I carry within

Died today.

I feel better as I light his pier.

It has made me lighter

And I can fly higher.

With each death within,

I am getting lighter & lighter….

I can fly higher & higher.....

Looking back I wonder

When did he get into me?

What made me get him into me?

Why did I carry him so long?

Searching answers to these questions

Takes me to the dead end

Beyond which is a huge mountain….

I am unable to cross….

I am getting lighter…..

Fight goes on....

Two met,

Love fostered

Souls merged.

“It is a sin” said a priest

“It is a blessing.

Love always is.”

So rang bells of the temple.

Fight goes on and on…

Since I started writing……

Since  I  started  writing….

I used to see a palace in my dreams

And chase it to make it true.

…….Working hard.

Now I create palace of dreams

And stay in it!

……..Relaxed!!

Different Worlds...

Tonight,

It is stormy and pouring heavily

Whole sky is melting on my little hut within.

Noise of drops hitting hard on tin roof

Gets into me many times louder,

Deafening my senses.

I am vulnerable.

Scared …. I will be drowned in flooded drains.

I hold tightly on to the only pillar in my hut.

Tighter….tighter….

Noise gets louder….louder…

If I hold on till storm pass…..

If I can……

It will be a different world in the morning.

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1) Only Piller

2)Tomorrow will be another day

3)Dreaded night  

Habit of a child....

     Habit of a child….

 Oh God, You have always been parent to me,

And me… your child.

Since I started praying,

I have been asking from you.             

                           

                                                                                     

Asking has become a habit.

You know my needs more than me,

You shower on me more than I need.

 It is just that

 I am not open enough to receive.

Yet I can’t stay without asking

For it has become a habit.

As I have to ask,

Please,

Oh God,

Please open up my mind & heart more and more

To enable me to receive

All blessings bestowed by you.

                                                                                                                     

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