Sunday, October 16, 2016

The Soul Beckons....


I loved, I cried
I wept, I sighed
The tears were tides
That became harbingers
Of the ocean of my life!

My life a lie
Soaring high
Amidst the fantasy
Of dreams
Now seemingly
High and dry!

Foul cries the soul
Assuming that I play a righteous role
But alas,
The soul could know
That I need to shed the mortality
To relive the life of a soul!




Friday, January 29, 2016

TIME AND I......

                                                                  
 
 
ONLY, IF I COULD GO BACK IN TIME

TO RECREATE THE MOMENTS
WHICH WERE FILLED WITH LAUGHTER
LOVE AND HOPE;
 
ONLY, IF I COULD GO BACK IN TIME
TO GET BACK THE INNER CHILD
WHICH IS NOW LOST IN DEEP SLUMBER
SCARED TO WAKE UP TO THE HARSHNESS OF LIFE;
 
ONLY, IF I COULD GO BACK IN TIME
AND MAKE MYSLEF BELIEVE THAT
I WAS GOD’S SPECIAL CHILD
BESTOWED WITH VIRTUES
WHICH WERE SO PURE AND BEAUTIFUL;
 
OH! HOW I WISH I HAD THE POWER
TO RETRACE AND REWIND
BUT
TIME WAITS FOR NONE
IT FLEETS AND FLIES!
 
TIME!
YOU ARE A PROUD MASTER
AND I YOUR SLAVE
BUT DEAR,
HENCEFORTH, YOU WOULD JUST REMAIN A PROPOSITION
AS I RESOLVE TO REJOICE IN THE CELESTIAL LOVE
WHERE TIME SPELLS ETERNITY!
 
 
 
                                                                              

Monday, January 25, 2016

Memories

"Memories are the beautiful kaleidoscope of our lives, every time we look back they have different hues and different patterns but the essence remains the same....To live in hearts we leave behind is perhaps the most coveted dwelling….and the memories are the precious souvenirs that remain with us forever…a special literature which we carry within us always to flip through its pages when our heart tugs at some forgotten strings…" Sonal

"I treat life as an enigma so it never hits me hard. I let it unfold itself day by day and rejoice seeing the bounties it offers to me every day. Life is like a boxful of gifts; some you love, some you already have, and some you just want to give away…Every day I get up challenging life and ask her “Dear, what’s up next?” She smilingly reverts, “Surprises are lined up for the day…enjoy!!!!”---Sonal


Echoes of Childhood: My Earliest Reminiscences of Varanasi

                           My earliest memories of Varanasi are painted with the hues of awe a...