About Me.

Who am I?
I am a part of this world.
And everything in this world is a part of me.
I am a particle in the infinite space.
I am a participant in the game of this world.

I like truth as it is simple
I like truth because it is strong.
I like truth because it is fair…
I find these days, truth is rare.
I feel emotional about truth and its smell.
I know it’s sometimes difficult and hard to spell


I like people who are honest
I like people who are deep!
Being honest is difficult for some
For some it is a bad virtue.
Honesty is the best policy,
Is just in books for kids in school...
Off the school, honesty is not so cool.
I feel emotional about people who are honest
And I respect them with all my heart and wish them all the best.

I like art and all forms of it.
They are all my babies.
They all have feelings too!
For someone who can understand them,
The rules of art don’t matter.
You talk to it like you do to your best friend.
Its something an artist is born with and stays till his end…
All fine arts be it Dance, Music, Painting or poetries
Has divinity stuffed in them in various degrees….
I feel emotional about all forms of arts…
I will fall in love with it time and again till my soul departs.

This world as I see is a gorgeous place,
For a gazillion species, there is enough space…
Of these gazillions, Man is 0ne.
Supposed to live and co exists... Long forgotten…

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Tribute to Ancient Indian Temples

A Small One...

We still have the fragrance of our past
We still have the culture that you have lost.
We still carry on our heads the divine bliss
We still remember the hands that carved us.
We remember the generous kings who nurtured us.
We remember the wicked invaders who tortured us.
We still stand still with our heads high in all our glories
We still stand silent, but can tell you a million stories.

If I dont think??

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If I dont think,, would the world shrink??


I keep asking myself and the day would come to an end..
Silently slipping into thoughts that were hard to comprehend..
at times its all very silly and sometimes its a tale revoked late
its everything I would have heard and everything I saw till date..
Looking outside the window and sipping a hot coffee drink
I reconsidered.. If I dont think, would the world shrink???



Yep.. There is every reason for me to be me..
For people loved me for what I was you see.
It doesnt help to wander in the wild world of thoughts.. I thought
it Just puts the joy away and I end up overwrought
but with wave of thoughts that creeps in my mind
I often thought this is not how I am designed..
My people hate it when in thoughts they see me sink...
so I reconsidered..If I dont think , would the world shrink??

Life is not that difficult is what I always beleived
I wiped my friends tears to see him releived
My friends know me to be ultra cool....
sence of humour being my strongest tool.
I am going to make most of my nature, I seriously thought
I decided to to be away from thoughts and never again be cought.
I smiled, looked into the mirror and gave myself a wink....
and I reconsidered... If I dont think, would the world shrink??

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Summer Clouds and Winter Shines

The cold winter pinches me time and again
Cold aint any good for someone in pain

It reminds you of the short lived summer

summer that you enjoyed
summer that promised sunny days in life
summer that drove you crazy
summer that made you write poems
summer that made you smile
summer you learnt to live
summer you learnt to love
summer somewhere you were always waiting for
summer you would have never let go off
Summer had gone and so was my Love.

I was cought unawares in the harsh cunning winter
Unarmed and Unsheathed, I let the cold take over me.
Longing for the warmth that I enjoyed,
Longing for the light that made my days bright.
loved the illusions of summer
hated the reality of winter.

Cold made me numb.
numb of my feelings and
numb of my emotions.
Cold made me face the Cold facts.
Cold steered me away from cold faces.
I probably was harsh in calling it harsh.
As it tought me to collide headon with issues.
The issues I would have blissfuly ignored.
It tought me that walking slow is better than stopping.
It tought me to pull myself together.
It exposed to me my vulnerable side.
I promised , in myself I will confide.
It made me reconcile with myself.
As I was cross with me.
It has warned me of the next summer.
You better be on the ground my boy it says.
I would hate to listen words like this on my face.

But this time its the master whos warning me.
So i decided to confide in him and change myself.
It had changed me fundamentally.
I suppose it had made me a better man.

Summer was Cold to me and Winter is Warm.
Summer and Winter have made me wise
both complimenting each other.
Anyway who cares...
I have learnt my lessons.