What happens when you look at the world around you and you get to see miracles, some good souls, leaders? Inspiration evolves gradually. When all you know about life is that there is a conceptual world the humans have created and you are following it blindly cause thinking the other way round would be too … Continue reading What happens when you see miracles?
My Baba rummaged through the mess in an old, brick-colored, steel Godrej cupboard at home. Curious as i was, i asked him what was he searching, to which he replied, ‘Arey, look i am able to find your amma’s passport now, but when we really wanted it two years ago, i couldn’t find it’. The … Continue reading Rush of Memories
Life is a bewildering clinch of the heart and the mind.You may talk with people, listen to their stories, relate it to your own, follow their journey, but you will still have to fight the battle of your life unchaperoned.So the next time you get domineered by judgements, remember only impassionate beings are sure of … Continue reading That bewildering clinch of the heart and the mind
How far can one go for loving oneself? How difficult it is to love thyself?Why do we need approval from someone else?Why is there a need of someone else? Why do we keep running after someone who would anyway love us less than ourselves? While you may try to find yourself in others you should … Continue reading Like a bird.
I am glad to receive the nomination for the Real Neat Blog Award. Thanks a lot for appreciating my writing. I am priviliged to have been a part of such a graceful platform where my thoughts are well appreciated and regarded as a substance of high appraisal. I have made so many friends in here … Continue reading Real Neat Blog Award
The real problem is that we look for the cure not for the prevention. It is difficult for me to keep up with my friends, the reason is i do not gel along well now. I am not bounded by any thing more than a pure heart, loyalty and good deeds. You can not call … Continue reading Did the flashback tell you the truth?
Its all hidden in the 'Beauty of Age'. Today while I was driving on my way home, i noticed an unusual thing, there stood this lady : I reckon she must be in her nineties as her face seemed time chiselled and weather beaten. The clothes she wore were ragged and threadbare also, as if … Continue reading An Unusual Meeting