Friday, October 21, 2016

Starting over

Beginning of a new journey  - Happilymuffined

Friday, December 18, 2015


Wednesday, 16 Dec 15

We spend most of our life searching for fulfillment and completion. We try to reach a destiny that ends this seeking. In the course of time, in the course of this journey, we forget to notice what lies between our past and future.

Sometimes it’s all in the simple things. As simple as what a still mind can imagine. As simple as lessons life reads us through. Maybe it is the same thing we do every day that drowns us inward. Maybe we need to slow down. Stop.

Notice the first rays of sunrise filling the dews on a cobweb. Step out of yourself for a while. Inhale. Feel every breath. Be happy to be able to feel. Notice how the clouds shadow the hills, notice the sound of flapping wings, the silence of kittens in slumber, the innocence of a new born. Make time. Talk to the old. Look into their eyes and hold the moment. Feel what you see.

There is always a song that you can go back to. There is always someone in this lifetime you can connect the song with, anytime and place. Observe. Smile. Connect. Feel. Live. It is already here, in this period called lifetime.

It is the little things that define this happiness; and happiness has no form. It is what we feel. It is a result of love. Our love for what we become close to. You find it in others, in you, in the deepest meaning of this living. Start with you. Be present.

Be aware that beneath every layer of aggression and ego, there is still an element so pure and genuine - the core. Dare to connect to that element of life. Dare to connect within. Dare to reach out.

The winged, the wild, the vagabonds; we are all in here together, because one knows something the other doesn’t. Live this journey; till the restless winds hold us together; till we remain bound to this lifetime; till that day when all we become is a memory.

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Mansfield Park

"Life seems but a quick succession of busy nothings."

Sunday, July 21, 2013

In a Raindrop

And then life became
it simply became..

a few hundred dew drops;
a yellow hovering petal;
silent blushes;
it was here, that the cold brushes
of a soft wind held a secret...

a raindrop suspended,
in the moment of love. And
monsoon held a warmth of yearning.

the 'cold secrets' continued,
unwinding the ends of her black strands
like the curlicues in the lines she read.

then life became..

within the pretense of intimacy,
reflections remained a pair.
within the intentions of love
lyrics became a song.

it remained a secret, forever within.
the ecstasy, the love, the endurance,
the moments in a raindrop.

it remained a secret
till summer shed some light...

Saturday, February 25, 2012

In the midst of this calm - Random collection

Walking Through

I dreamt of a walk in the forest one night. 
Two feet of cold skin walked on dismal grey moonlit shadows.
And hence i travelled the constancy of time, believing the truth in the dark.
I lost my way, in thoughts and sights, 
 Till my eyes lay on the 'now'..
Dawn of February summer.

Curiosities of the Heart

This is all like the tropical Wind,
there was never a beginning nor an end,
but now, at this intense depth,
I feel the cold in my swelling heart,

I wish my breathing touched some base,
a base assertive of my being alive.
To know of such existence, 
to plead my guilt in the wake of innocence
that this world I live in..bound me into.

photography by Lines and Shades - taken on 13 Jan 2012

Friday, January 20, 2012

Friday, December 30, 2011

Somewhere, here

you raise me up
once more,
to the beginning of my day..