Dear reader, I was talking to my kid sister a few years ago, when she had just begun to form the incessant questions that children do, and talked a mile a minute, expressing her thoughts and jumping from one to the other so quick, I could hardly catch up; when something about our funny, silly… Continue reading The Light Within and Without
Dear reader, Shelley once wrote, “I fall upon the thorns of life, I bleed.” For years, I felt this way too and ended up wallowing in my sorrow. Questions of ‘Why me?’ haunted the dark corners of my mind and kept me from vacating this state for good. It was only in time that the… Continue reading O GARDENER!
A certain numbness, a certain death, has always resided within my soul, and sometimes I can feel its heart beating… feel the numbness, hear death beat with a life of its own- a certain morose, yet regenerative kind of life- lying so close beside the fresh, vivacious, carefree part of me, that to smother one,… Continue reading INDIFFERENCE
The earth longs for the rain, the thundering of the clouds; the freshness in the air, the retreat of the drought… When will this famine leave, when will lives prosper? When will times improve and life be better? For, after the rain, how fresh the air; green grasses effulge everywhere! Drenched fields produce in manifold… Continue reading Farmer’s Song
Vernal breezes, silver showers - the lonely maiden dreams in her bower, watching a bird take flight above the tower, sighing, 'Lord, I wish I had that power!' Crisp grains of sand in the scorching desert; cracks in the barren ground running haphazard - the dusty, parched traveller beholds water - 'If only a mirage… Continue reading VISIONS