I sit with the echoes of my longing And the still sad humdrum of humanity There is a sigh of my timid horizon Where the noon day begins Where the stars shall be won And nothing Nothing will be relevant except for the moment We breathe A minute second of magical ecstasy A rainbow hidden,Continue reading “Interim”
I dreamt I dreamt of beautiful things I dreamt with open eyes. All my life I was taught To dream big Fly high And so with open eyes I dreamt of open skies. Of peace, calm And of little love. I have dreamt of inane faith And believed That everything will find its way. Oh-Continue reading “Illusion or Authenticity!”
Sitting on chairs in proper alignment It seems a long ago, when we students were huddled about, Celebrating India’s independence was the days’ requirement Making our English teacher proud. Constantly, we had chided and pleased To do something else as a substitute to teach, We did it often, played adventures Making memories after memoriesContinue reading “An Unwilling Bouzouki”
There is a whirlwind of chaos inside her An entropy, a madness, a little emptiness That ceases her sanity from within. The mania, the frenzy, the wilderness All a part of her nugatory existence. The deadening disarray enchaining her minds Building a claustrophobia Which you may never succeed to define. The restlessness, the anxiety,Continue reading “Her Mysterious Meshuga.”
Just wondering.. While on the one hand you are striving towards it, and on the other there is only faith and a vain belief. What exactly happens? Does that belief turn into the expectations that we are taught not to have? Or the hope itself is a reflection on the said expectations which we areContinue reading “Hopes And Expectations!”
I am a strong believer of God, yes I am. Now before you judge me, hear me out. I am not saying that I can strongly say that God exists, he is the one. I have some different beliefs. I am not saying that there are no questions regarding the God. Oh there are, thereContinue reading “Why Am I Not An Atheist?”
What is living without hope? It is, an artist without his art, A painting without colours. What is living without faith? It is, a song without the tunes, And dance without music. What is life without belief? It is a story without characters, A story without words. Oh, the robbed hopeContinue reading “The Robbed Hope.”
This is a picture of Swaminarayan Temple, Gondal, Gujarat. I love Swaminarayan Temples for it’s sanctity, peace, and the calm which I feel nowhere else. Their structure, their ambiance gives me the kind of feeling which I have no place else. The only place where I can go and can avoid any form ofContinue reading “Seven B&W Photos; Day 2”
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Trying to free myself from the chains of life, I got entangled within, creating a new bond.