Friday, April 30, 2010

I wanted to fight...

I wanted to fight...

Mind said
It is unfair, unjust, wrong, unacceptable…..
I feel deprived, left out…..
Want to argue, revolt, protest….
Not cooperate…..

Again today,
For love to blossom and grow,
Conflict to resolve……
I made mind understand and accept,
Not to protest, not to counter…..
Just to flow with events,

….Just like my Parent did it
When I was a Child and
Wanted to fight…..        

Wednesday, April 28, 2010



Nothing to gain,

Nothing to lose,

Nothing to give,

Nothing to take,

Nothing to prove,

Nothing to leave,

Nothing to show,

Nothing to hide,

Nothing to attain,

Nowhere to reach,

Nothing to say,


Just an experience.

A Beautiful experience.                
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Saturday, April 24, 2010

If ..


If I can keep alive
….Filled with love,

 Against devastating power of circumstances,

Circumstances will change
As it is in its nature,


I will survive.....More loving, more living...


Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Little Change of Lines...

Drop of hat……Little change of lines….. 

Any incident,
Say, a drop of the hat….

It can make me smile,
Or make me frown,

Make me laugh
Or make me cry,

Make me ignore it
Or make me take notice,

Make me light
Or make me serious,

Make me weak or
Make me strong……

Can be taken just as an incident
That happens in the course of life
Or a disaster, larger than life…..

It is just
Change of attitude,

Change of lines in the sketch of a face.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Playing with real baby?

Playing with a real Baby
Or passing time?

A person
Wanting to pass her time.
Got a toy baby doll …

Played with her, bathed her, dressed her,
Loved her.
And imagined she loved her back.

Doll became means for her to pass time,
Express her love….
 Receive love…..

She was called upon to look after a real baby.
Worried about trouble involved
And occupied with toy doll-
She avoided,
Giving reasons.

“My doll needs to be looked after.
She needs me.
How can I leave her?”
Was one of her reasons.

......Comfortable with toy doll
Passing through life, receiving imagined love,
Often wondered about life with real baby……

Missing heavenly secrets of real love
Life could offer,
Often regretting……….


Other titles that crossed my mind were
1)      Real Baby?
2)      Regrets?
3)      Missing?
4)      Time pass?
Which one you think is more appropriate?? Please suggest.


Saturday, April 10, 2010


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Two souls,
Both keen observer
Of beauty offered by existence
To thirsty eyes and willing hearts.

Beauties they feast on bind them together in
Love that is deep and strong

In turn, 
Their togetherness makes
Sunsets more colorful
And sunrise more enriching,
Chirping of birds more musical and
Flowers more beautiful,
Vastness of sea more spacious
And flowing streams more playful,
Temples are more serene
And deity more connecting to eternal.

Beauty that fills hearts
Binds them in love
And appreciation by hearts full of love
Is reason for beauty to blossom.

They nourish each other.

Friends indeed!

Thursday, April 1, 2010

To be a Parent....

To be a Parent……

You may keep away, you may withdraw….
You may not call, you may ignore me….
You may be secretive; you may exclude…..
You may insult, you may reject me…

Though it is heart breaking,
Painful to endure….
It makes me feel depth of my love for you.

To me you remain my child who brought
Smile on my face
And refreshed my heart.

I will always be there for you,
Will always care for you.

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Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Trust HIM


Doctors…Reports …
Hospitals …
More reports….
More Doctors…

Nadi vaidya…..

More Doctors…

What do you do now?

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……….


Saturday, March 27, 2010


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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)