Thursday, December 22, 2011

Merry Christmas

this day comes with colors and glitters
with jingles and presents
with Santa Clause and Rudy the reindeer
a special day, a special occasion
remembering a birth so special
Christ the Redeemer

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year 2012

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Wednesday, December 07, 2011


the wet monsoon wind
touches the rain with love
seductive indeed the tryst
between the wind and the rain.
the earth languishing in heat
until the eastern shower begins
she slowly allows herself to melt
as the heat of seduction in cold rises.

this is the monsoon hated and despised

by many, yet choice do we have any? Nay
the play has to go on, in flood nor in rain
for life is nothing but of sorrow and smile.

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Monday, December 05, 2011

Happy New Year 2012

The year is rolling away
Swiftly thinning the days
Time in its eternal sleep
Playing hide and seek with us.
Few more weeks to go
Perhaps few more days for some
It matters not for many
Yet it matters most for all.

Good things and bad things
Intertwined between laughter and cries
Made this year another year
And what is in store for the upcoming year?
Time in its eternal sleep
Deceives us with the eternal play
Uncertainty is the only certainty
Yet it appears so illusively evanescent.

Time to garner another garland
Made from this year’s investment
Another year was a future unseen
Sooner it is coming to greet us.
Survival is the name given to this life
Yet the philosophy teaches a different thing
Survival says we live to survive another day
But, philosophy says we survive to live another day.

Nothing passes away in this eternal ride
Everything exists as it has always been
Some secrets are hidden from the mind
Thus time becomes like compartmental train.
Yesterday today and tomorrow
All are eternally one and the same
Yet the mind deceives us all the time
Into believing each is but different.

Knowing well the secret of present
The eternity shall become a delightful ‘present’
For the soul is beyond time and matter
Knowing that, nothing else matters – life alone.
But, to embrace time and to walk with it
This mind needs its own time to mature
Thus comes the calendar of the moon and the sun
So in festivities and merry making this life shall go around.


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