Ounces of my blood flowed and filled the bag. Drained through a needle sticking in my arm. I donated my blood. The event was voluntary, yet some were prodded by the ‘peers’ and some were lured by the ‘likes’. Each had their purpose. The act remained Noble. We started by filling some preliminary forms. WeContinue reading “I smiled, as I bled”
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The trip that changed us
We embarked on another journey — more of a getaway from a hectic pace of life. The trip wasn’t a leisurely one. We had packed it with a schedule. This one had a purpose. Some say it was divine. Our choice of travel was Rishikesh-Joshimath-Badrinath. It seemed an optimal choice, given the quick drive fromContinue reading “The trip that changed us”
What’s there to lose
What would you do if you lost all your possessions? उम्र बीत गई तुझे मिला क्या है खोके सब कुछ तुझे गिला क्या है … Having lived life You got nothing By losing everything Why are you sad?
No candles, no lamps
I did not light a candle Neither did I light a lamp I stood there with my eyes closed Willing to burn in your glow
Holy dip #haiku
Millions take a dip Planets gather to witness River flows through all
My first sight
I saw your splendourIn my first sight before dawnAnd my world glowed too
In the Maze
In the MazeAll you wantAll that you needIs availableFor a priceConsumeAll you wantIt’s all yoursThe glitzAnd the shimmerOnly till you are there In the Maze
The birth on the eighth night
Shopping spree for Happiness
If I were to shopon a spreeWhere would I goand what would it be? would I search for thingson sale or those for freeor in the wonderful thingsI feel, hear and see In the blue skieswhere I can fly freeIn the happy swingson the old shady tree A puff of smoke A sip of coffeeaContinue reading “Shopping spree for Happiness”
How Golf taught me the laws of Karma
The tee was placed at an appropriate height. The puckered ball propped just high enough above the blades of grass to align with the sweet spot of the driver club. I shuffled the feet and placed the tee in line with the heal of my left foot. The left arm was straight as the bodyContinue reading “How Golf taught me the laws of Karma”
My Tales Within 