The enlightened one Gets going with his talk Matter of minutes Talk turns into conversation Thoughts get discussed Setting the stage for introspection Between birth and death is life Ordinary or adventurous Long or short Contented or internal strife Different shades, varied experiences One can see either some or all In the journey called life… Continue reading What is it that you want in (from??) life !!
As they say, it’s not always too late to start again. I had taken up the routine of finding and posting quotes and positive thoughts every day on my twitter account and then a summary of selected ones for the blog at end of the month. The routine continued for a while and then it… Continue reading Go for it !!
I look in the mirror Stare at my reflection I wonder who’s that? With a smile on my face And questions in mind Me and my self begin to chat. The picture is crystal clear No room for illusion Though years ago I’d say there was Good deal of confusion Born as a daughter Grew… Continue reading What does my reflection say?
I see, I notice I hear, I ponder I read, I wonder It starts with observation End with interpretation If expressed in words There is a different realisation I think n think n think When the sun shines Till the stars blink Connecting the dots Bridging the gap Can my mind for once Stop all… Continue reading The Thinker
I see it around me and see it spreading Will it seep into me I wonder? Chaos, disorder and lack of focus Is here to choke us I fear! As the anarchy takes over I wonder who am I? A spectator, a catalyst or a savior; I wonder what am I? The cause, the effect… Continue reading Lets bring in some harmony
Parents are supposed to be the first teachers of a child. And it’s equally true that your kids also are your teachers, not be the first ones though. May be its not appropriate to generalize, however I think and my experience also says that kids take up the role of teacher at later stages in… Continue reading What I learnt from my daughter
Teenage is a state of mind Not just 7 years nor just a stage You’ll probably get to know When you reach your mother’s age We hate when she tells us to do something We rebel when she doesn’t permit We protest. We snap. We sulk. We avoid She is hurt. She is depressed But still… Continue reading Teenage is an attitude