“Drop everything into the tray, don’t carry anything”, said the heavily accented voice of the CISF guard. I reluctantly let go of the purse stuffed with random currency notes and some coins too, co-existing with their newer plastic version. I let go of the power to buy. I dropped the mobile phone after the lastContinue reading “Drop everything in the tray”
When basking in the sun is the agenda of the day. You are blissed out.
Warm winter sunmild and shymeekly easing outhaze obscuring the morning sky lights up the grassy meadowsenlivens the treeswarms the dew dropon the grass and the leaves golden drop is shared equal and fairrich and pooreach get their share patiently attending to allalive and deadall those who are awakeand those in bed All obligations metit comesContinue reading “Warm winter sun”
light shines real shadow grabs the attention Love binds me and you
Lifeis an infinite experienceDeathis a delusion of finite experience
Land changes it’s form cloulds curdle the Milky sky Wings fly pristine