I strain hard, trying to recollect childhood friendships and games. A faded memory seems to be my only surviving relic from a bygone age.
Category: poem
Dear Photograph
As I ponder over the photo of someone long forgotten, I end up realizing that this moment of mine is in a sense a photograph captured in the sands of time!
A Song for the Unknown Child
Something written impromptu; maybe I hear too many unheard cries of late? This is written for those kids whose childhood has been cut short – perhaps by war, calamity or acts of terror.
They were not meant to be headline news in negative sense. Maybe if we were tolerant enough, we might have seen another flower bloom
A Shortcut to Heaven
My response to those seeking life’s purpose, but unable to find it. My answer to what I think is the true purpose of life.
Finding my Sanity
Written for my kids – on international father’s day!
A Log on Fire
This life of ours is like a log of wood burning in the star that is the true spirit of everyone
The Perfect Vision
Dedicated to humanity
Eternal Spirit
The eternal soul is an unquenched thirst in our mind for perfection, a fire burning deep within each one of us, an unresolvable enigma whose purpose is beyond human understanding. Yet seek it is what we do, day in and day out.
A Gentle Sob
As I complete another chapter in my life and shift on to a new place and new friends, I ponder over these games that fate plays in life and the ache one feels while parting with a stable lifestyle and some close friends! Hopefully all these are for something good ahead.
The Flower
Is nature simply a reflection of the thoughts in our mind? Then how is it possible that two people look at the same object and yet come up with views so differently? Something that I tried to translate when watching a blooming flower