I was walking to the temple for some rest - my eyes had not slept for ages and were weary and tired, my body had not rested for lives and begged for some shelter,
With Her blessings, I can now see the greedy dark faces of the Madhus and Kaitabhas within me, soaked in lust and ego, and the Mahishashuras who are every now and then ensnaring me with quench-less thirsts.
"Wake up the song, that had died in this long dream, Wake up the music, that had long been lost in the caves of lust, in the stream of name and fame,"
Little did I realize before, that, "My prayers are stronger than my fears" Little did I realize a grave realization was awaiting me, and freedom would cost me this….
"Since I stepped unto that road; less travelled by, Life has been different and I walk on with a prayer in my heart...." Tried portraying a journey through the lanes and pathways we often stumble upon, knowingly; unknowingly and life takes its own course... An unusual evening it was, dark and scary, I was walking... Continue Reading →
A little effort depicting some wild imaginations.. Even when I am dead and gone, the very fire that will take my body to ashes will be blazing with my love for you. The pyre on which I will be seated will be in tears seeing my love for you. There is a possibility; that day,... Continue Reading →
This post is a little poem I wrote on some emotions related to Death! Hope you like it.... Amidst the falling of the night, I wait at the shore with wide eyes. Amidst the dying stars, I see one waiting to honour me. The dark castle I built all along, its time I let... Continue Reading →
This post comes up with an inspiring excerpt from the book "Sri Sarada Devi and Her Divine Play" by Swami Chetanananda* and a poem below named "Fulfil Your Promise Mother" which I wrote for Mother. Hope you like it. One day she said to me in the course of the conversation: "Whenever the thought of a... Continue Reading →