Interesting…. I climbed 10,000 feet Trying to leave the world behindClimbing was good – I had a missionSunsets, Sunrises, snow and coldAll made a beautiful milieuSweat and shivers, I am proud of bothSlow but sure, I trudged aheadBut coming down… Read More »Mountain Insight
If you can’t solve a problem – just leave it behind…
What do you need to be happy?—-Nothing!
Read this in a short story of Ruskin Bond “A happy person notices things”
Are you afraid of dying alone or living alone? Everyone dies alone and if you are afraid of living alone – here’s another question. Why would you be afraid of your own self?
Saal guzren hain ek talaash meinPursat hi nahin mili khud ke dekh baal meinAb khoye hua us main ko dhoondoon
Is raah pe pehle bhi guzri hoonYaheen pahad, yaheen dhoopYaheen suraj, yaheen amberPehle bhi kuch yaheen khayal uth rahen theAb bhi waheenZindagi itni bhi na ghuma deKi mud mud ke Waheen, shuruvaat pe na pahunch jaoon
When something that exists today dies, it becomes the pastIt becomes a memoryWhat happens when a dream that you saw diesDoes it become the past? But how can it when it never existed in realityIt was, after-all, just a dream… Read More »Sleepy Contemplation
Itni bhi na udao hava apni khushi kiIn tukdoan ko to sambhaloon mein wah wah wah wah
Yesterday, I went to a beautiful placeOpen sky aboveHands on the wheelWind in the hairThe colors were stark Blue oceanGreen mountainsThe sounds were clearOf zooming bikesRinging laughterThe sights – they will be foreverEagles soaring Sleepy ottersCoy couplesThe seas and the… Read More »A beautiful place
Black is thine colorOverpowering all otherIn final singularity Kala tera rang haiJo har rang ko berang bana deBas apni rang jama de
Krishna dusted the furniture diligentlyThe sun streamed into the early Delhi morningAs she lifted the phone on the stand to clean under itIt let out a squeak from the pullingI listened to the sudden sound –It struck something – a… Read More »How the sigh escaped
I just read about a cancer patient – a young 18 year old who lost his life to cancer. But he did it while fighting back and living life. Sometimes when I read these stories, I am ashamed I ever… Read More »Lesson about Life
I had a thought today : Why is it that most writers are mostly such melancholy souls? Is it because, even though they write stories, they cannot write their own. Even though they create fiction, they cannot create their own… Read More »Writers
When the little girl finally grew up, the elders said to herNow that you are all grown upAnd you know about values and morals and belief and faithWe take it all backThose were things nice to knowBut the truth of… Read More »Belief