Life speaks with you through every element of its surroundings The soul connects with each and everything it sees around you. The little hands of the creators’ creations touch your innate thoughts, From unimaginable angles they talk to your subconscious. The currents passing over your head are buzzing And sending messages vociferously From one end of the world to another.
Being You is a hard task in today’s world. As mask or no mask, everybody seems to be masquerade. Some wear the mask of bravado Others wear a mask of wisdom Yet others of compassion and charity. Everybody wears a mask of something which suits Their careers, bosses or people whom they want to … Continue reading Being You
Do not take dukh as the end of the world, end of your journey. Maybe this situation would open new doors for you. New journeys would start, new beginnings would bring you new successes and accolades. To experience this new situation you should be ready with open arms. As the show always goes on and to be a part of the show you have to be a good actor
The palace is beautiful and since it is of modern era one could understand how the King and his family lived. They have maintained it well and looks like a very huge modern villa It was magnificent, but not as opulent and almost unimaginable as the palaces of medieval or Mughal era. We enjoyed every moment spent in the palace but missed the snaps as they do not allow to take snaps in the palace. It took us more than an hour to see the whole palace. Numerous photographs have been put in the corridors and some rooms as well, of the various state heads who have visited the palace.
It was 15th of February, mere 5 days to hear the Photography association’s verdict about herself and her father. Ira switched on her PC, she had received a few mails, and she was expecting an important mail about the status of her photographs and books. So with lots of excitement, she clicked opened the … Continue reading Click, Click: The Camera Never Lies
The most humiliating feeling in the world Feeling of nothingness wins the gold
When sad or depressed or blue, the Antarnaad is loud, louder and loudest. When happy, busy or content, The Antarnaad is at the lowest Why does he leave my side? I am upset with him and wouldn’t talk for a while I am busy or bored; he should not let me down That … Continue reading Antarnaad: The Antardhwani
The azure blue skies, the soft chirping of the birds, the cool morning breeze peeped into her spacious sun bathed room and vied Iravati to open her eyes. Unlike the last six to seven months, this past one month had been good with Iravati. She had come to term with the situation and come … Continue reading I AM FEARLESS……..
A Recurring thought Lately this thought came to my mind in a recurring way. What if I die? What if I die? Do the thoughts in my mind catch fire just like the body? Do the thoughts, escape and find a new house for them? Or do they run away to better higher places sitting … Continue reading A Recurring Thought
The MahaNagari never sleeps, never sleeps. She is awake when all are sleeping, And when all are in sleep she still remains awake. She takes no sleep but still dreams big. She wears a plethora of masks for occasion’s innuendo. Some are beautiful and some are monstrous, I fear she has lost her face In … Continue reading MahaNagari