
If it were perfect
Would it be more beautiful
Divine plan blooms well

If it were perfect
Would it be more beautiful
Divine plan blooms well

Light
Unseen silent
Shines and reflects
We see the objects
Appear
Ever wondered that when the light reflects on an object, its only the object that we see. We don’t see the light.

In the future
lies a new me
older
but closer
to the one
I want to be
My steps
are small
yet resolute
guided and cajoled
by the
newer me
In the March
to the glorious future
I leave footsteps
of mine
on the virgin sands of time
for everyone
to see
In each step
there remains
a part of me
for
I am the destination
and
the path
is also me
What is your favorite genre of music?
What I heard
Sounded good
a news
thank god
was good
In the times
when sad
is trending
anything good
is music to my ear

ये चाय की प्याली
समेटे है अपने में पूरी सुबह
वो सुबह की ताजगी
वो सौंधी सी महक
और वो अपना ज़ायक़ा
और उसमें घुली यादें
है सुबह खूबसूरत
जैसे ये चाय की प्याली

Black
absorbs all colours
White
reflects them all
We see
in both, no colours
Yet
both have them all

She leaves the nest
Now she can fly
It’s her destiny
she is meant to fly
in the skies
she would soar
the winds
will sing her lore
there is scheme
that god has designed
she claims her destiny
the planets have aligned
My daughter joins college. How time flies. Her time has come to fly and shine
By
BEING
what I expect
others
to BE
What makes a teacher great?
A successful student

A part of me
which wasn’t me
I tore it
away
it feasted on me
its fangs
within me
deep
on my face
over my flesh
it pretended
to be me
fooled everyone
with its
incredible magic
including me
till it tore
into my heart
threatening to steal
what was me
and then I knew
for the options were few
it needed
to be surgically removed
and that’s
what I did
a surgery
much delayed
cutting away
what wasn’t me
to reveal
what was truly me