This is a poem about two star crossed lovers- the dew and its leaf. The dew shall return every night even if it has to fall in the morning light.
When you stitch your broken wings and get ready for another act,you cannot really fly, you can just react.
How will the nightingale sing in the moonless night? Will she betray the songs that caress us all? Can she sing without her love ? Will her pain give the freedom that her love couldn’t give?
One day at a time With gratitude and sunshine One day at a time Until your life rhymes One day at a time... Hug yourself for being alive today You are not choosing to be solemn and grey You are feeling the rhythm of your breaths Stretching your limbs in good health Opening your eyes … Continue reading One Day at a Time
Even at my lowest I didn’t give up, Even at my lowest I continued to run. Do you think you can break me now ? I’m ready for another round. No matter how much you criticise or hate , I will be myself I shall not wait, Shall not wait for the sun to rise, … Continue reading You cannot break me now
To The One I Love When the last sunset calls my name, I will stay in the sky for you to gaze Stay there long so you don't chaze My identity that's gonna be erased. The days over, the journey comes to an end My broken heart I shall continue to lend. All the rebukes … Continue reading The Last Sunset
There can not be anything more special than a hand written letter sent from the highest post office of the world. I'm in Spiti: The Land of Lamas and I have reached Hikkim. Hikkim has the highest post office in the world. I sent three post cards and bought a number of post cards and got it … Continue reading Hikkim : World’s Highest Post Office
After spending a day in Nako : Land of Tranquil Waters I have started with Spiti : The Journey and I'm headed towards the capital Kaza. Spiti is known as the land of lamas. Lama in Buddhism refers to the spiritual teacher or guru. I will take you to all the monasteries that come on my way … Continue reading Spiti: The Land of Lamas
Thoughts of a healing heart, a depressed soul, a worn out ship caught in a tempest....
Listen to the quiet, let it converse with your soul, let it make you whole. After spending a day in Nako : Land of Tranquil Waters I have entered Spiti. The journey is so beautiful that I have lost sight of the destination. Spiti is a cold desert located in Himachal Pradesh, India. There are sparse patches … Continue reading Spiti : The Journey