रंग होतुमसे भरागुलाबी, पीला और लाल संग होअपना हमेशाहर पल, हर साँस, हर हाल ढंग होतुममें ढलाबस तुम्हारा एहसास, तुम्हारा ख़याल भंग होसब बैरबस हो रंग, ना कोई मलाल रंग होना तेरा, ना मेराबस गुलाबी, पीला और लाल
Author Archives: Echoes of the soul
Then they are one
Turbulent joins calmFroth and mist marks the confluenceThen they are just one #tankatuesday
Opening sentence
And he still searched for himself
Priceless joy
A Priceless joyPurchased for a paltry sumFor you forever #wdys #whatdoyousee
The three things
What are three objects you couldn’t live without? Foodwatershelter Friendsrelationsfun LoveFamilyHugs worlddreamsme
Yes, I snoozed and sinned
I slept againpast the dutiful alarmpast the chirping birdsway beyond the slanting morning raysslept with no dreamslike a loglike twisted vinesburied in the quiltto shield the meddlesome lightif that’s a crimefeel free to sue mebut quietly pleasedon’t wake me
Do I love my Job?
A life to liveA job to doto find a purposeand meaning too In that durationin between the twoof the beginning and the endI am glad I have a job to do I love my job I love what I dofor i am the instrumentof the divine in me and you
The golden onion #99wordstory
The eyes filled to the brim. The tears welled over. They were held back for long. She was preparing yet another ungrateful meal. Bruise on her arm hurt her less than the aching heart. The bruise she knew would heal. But the tear in heart would stay sore. She picked the onion, the golden one.Continue reading “The golden onion #99wordstory”
If I could be someone else
If I could be someone elsewho would that bewill there be flawsor would it be the idealthe perfect one, immaculate or with blemishes and scarswhat would I preferI do wonderI think and realiseI would prefer the one who triesnot for the daybut forever always
The divine Alignment
Heavenly bodiesfloating in deep blackglowing brightin reflected gloryAligned apparentlyin a single linea divine spectacleor a human perspectivemyopic and restricted trapped on a floating rockmaking imaginary shapesand spectacular storiesnot trueyet more than true grouted by lawin the confines of the rational and flights of faithseeking truth beyond the rational coming togetherin a divine alignment
My Tales Within 