Worry, my friend, She is most concerned, All is well but she is perturbed, She whispers and whispers, Of every wrong, I list, take precautions, Prepare, Organise and then some, now, she come with her favoured ones; Unknown, unseen & unheard, Whispering her favourite task, To think and overthink, She takes her chore seriously, I... Continue Reading →

Words are not just for claps and praise, They are scribed in mist of air, In the dust, In the waves, They trickle down, they drizzle Lucky me, I pick some They are to brings hope They are to ask you to hold on longer, They are to affirm "You are loved" Words have wings,... Continue Reading →

In efforts to understanding humanity, I found myself. One of my favourite subconscious work is reading the writing in the wall ( with invisible ink) and ask "Why is it this way?" I think every human attaches meaning to the well-being of his kind, of his or her kin and then extend it out to... Continue Reading →

A promise to self, To trace the real, Scanning each shelf of collected intelligence, Unpacking early leant approach, Dissolving all notion of right and wrong, A give to self Of an unadulterated self, The ages old self, The loving self that wants to live without expectation A promise to self To let it out somedays... Continue Reading →

At some point in life, All should get old, The knowledge about self, The facts about earth, The updates of trends, The devastation of world news, The focus on mental health, The parenting tips You realise this has happened before, this space within me, was filled before It's also has been emptied before and poured... Continue Reading →

Reflections ::: As a part of a race loaded with knowledge, comfort, constantly growing list of objects of desire to acquire and exposure : I question what further development for human race looks like socially. After moving from the ages of industrial revolution, what stabilised was population mainly but steady societies constantly need doer, forward... Continue Reading →

Universal love (YOU are I and I am YOU) THE CORE OF MY BEING IS THE ULTIMATE REALITY.  WHAT A BEAUTIFUL REALITY IT IS !! MY PAIN IS MY TEACHER, MY JOY IS MY COMPANION WHO KEEPS PLAYING CHASE, ALL THAT I COME ACROSS ARE TEACHERS, ALL ARE ASKING FOR LOVE, SOME FORCEFULLY, SOME LOVINGLY,... Continue Reading →

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com A generic conversation with the woman in their 60's led me to examine how women feel about themselves and aging. How a simple conversation around age gets exasperated with valour " I feel so young" as if admission of the opposite is a testament of defeat. Why does : old... Continue Reading →

We are all broken in some places, We all are healing, Yet we meet others, And want to love, Openly or deep down, We want to love, We attach qualities to the one we love Or expect to love Coming we don't want to hurt anymore We are self healers and sounding boards to others... Continue Reading →

- to comply to the norm. A line from many movies that is stuck to the brain- new brides being told often that men have needs and they need to be met, so they don't try and meet them outside the boundaries of relationship. So what are deepest instinctual needs and calling of a woman?... Continue Reading →

Life is not an absolute. Parts of it are perfect and some part are not so perfect. Embracing the imperfect bits gets harder when we are conditioned to flaunt only the bits that are picture perfect. Here is my effort to keep it chaotic and real. Two corresponding incidents of life: Driving out of my... Continue Reading →

The seed of self keeps losing itself, The plant keeps finding itself afixed at a crossroads, The seed was thirsty, after being planted in the garden. It was watered with care for the first week, maybe two, Then expected to flower which it couldn't bear. The plant grew up always looking for those that could... Continue Reading →

Woman and their undimmable inner light

  This tapestry of love is mystical, Sews of sensitivity shines out in yellows, Butterflies in plum thread are the moments of passion, Reds are burnt from flames of separation, Somber blues- the palpable pain, the heart endured, But, right next are orange flowers sewn, Gift of creativity from the caves of separation, Pink waves... Continue Reading →

Inner god shows up some days love thy neighbour, it says; Focus on the unloved, The unaccepted, The frail ones, The unaccustomed ones, Inner god grew as we listen We gave it power and now feel it’s joy There’s strong sense of duty, But it’s not burdensome, it is you- complete in joy and ready,... Continue Reading →

Eleven years of relationship has washed away every marketed assumption of love. Every gross emotion had nothing to do with love. Passion and promise played their parts, yet it never filled the uneneding tunnel of wants. At the end of it, I was still standing alone. I wasn't letting in Scared, I wasn't free, still. As... Continue Reading →

May tides wash away mortal-ness, Each expectation, every ounce of greivance sweeped, Amazement of unbound aliveness underneath, May lessons of love be etched in heart so deep, May knowledge be inked in minds concrete, May the salts of sea rub away all ignorance, May it tinge the skin, it reeks, Purify every judgement, all misdeed,... Continue Reading →

      As I stand and contemplate, Not a leaf moves, Delivering an intent, Priceless is a gift of listening, Gift it and be blessed, Surrounded by epiphanies, Tree sway as they say, Now,  FLOW.................................................