While the world keeps trying to find equilibrium between good and evil with each passing day, my little one, you will continue growing up. It is inevitable.
As you grow up, nothing will change if YOU don’t. And everything will change, if YOU do.
There would be numerous things which you love as a kid today and the same things will end up turning boring as you grow up. Don’t let it happen. Loving something should not change just because years are added to your life. Let the child remain alive in you. Keep loving the stuff you love today. Enjoy playing in the sandpit even when you have your own little one decades down the line.
It may sound absurd if I tell you today that what you are inside will eventually end up being what you are surrounded with. It is a fact. The world is what we, as humanity, do on day to day basis. You do your bit and the others will follow. It is a little complicated than what I am making it sound here though. Continue reading “Grab Your Star”
Honey bee flying
around the garden all day
for the queen supreme.
Armless like a snake
I may seem helpless but did
you forget my sting?
Things turned upside down
seen through manipulative
droplet of water.
Honestly, I don’t believe in numbers. However, some numbers mean a little more than my not believing in numbers and a little more than mere digits. This number is one of those.
Out of the daily hassle and tussle with the world and within, when something comes up like a ray of sunshine amid dense jet black clouds, it deserves due appreciation and a bow of respect. This blog has been that ray for me. Continue reading “Thank You (and Sorry)!”
Looking straight ahead with grit and grace.
Still why nothing seems in sight?
Sun is shining right above your head,
Still, nothing is visible. Why is there no light?
Continue reading “Facing a Wall”
Dew drop rolling and
diving off the tip of the
leaf into the lake.
Jill: Hey, let’s go shopping.
Jack: Sure. Where?
Jill: Umm… I was thinking… Shoppers Stop?
Jack: Umm… or.. Westside?
Jill: But Shoppers Stop has a great Sale going on.
Jack: No. Still, Westside. Please?
Jill: Westside doesn’t have discounts.
Jack: I know. But, they have chairs.
In her love, feeling
just like a helpless spider
trapped in his own web.
The key, while entering a lock, does not know if she is meant for him.
Still, she goes in and tries to unlock what he is holding tight inside. She tries to release the shackles. She goes in with a hope of setting him free.
Even when she fails, she at least tries to alter some levers. She tries to bring some change inside him. She may not succeed in setting him totally free but she makes him believe that she tried to get him out of that situation. Continue reading “Be the Key”
Dry leaf left the tree
where it belonged all its life.