Riverside

There flows the river and I stand by its side, wondering why it flows, often without a ride;
I look through the waters to see myself clear, but I just see a running image as if I am not here;
Then a voice asks me: Is this what you learnt in the years you lived by?
There is no reason for every single season;
This is mighty nature and the pattern of its life: simple,serene and uncomplicated ....

Diwali

I was excited and  took two steps at a time, hopped, skipped and jumped to reach down...The whole day I heard crackers go bang and boom...But I wanted a visually enticing picture of fireworks.
After dressing up like a doll in my new diwali special dress ;) , I was hyper excited to show it off and to enjoy the festive atmosphere ... I knocked on a few doors on the way and offered sweets with a smile (and without guilt as I had gobbled up quite a few earlier :P)
When I and my sister reached down , all we could see were blurs of sparkles and blasts here and there..Cough..Cough...Survival was more important than fireworks , who could stand in a gas chamber watching flower pots,sur-suris and chakras , while breathing was becoming harder by the minute??!?? I tried taking a few pics but the pics made no sense; they were just smoke! I was happy we refused to buy firecrackers this time atleast we were not a part of this destruction! Are the crackers causing more pollution than earlier or are we getting populated day by day ? All I could think off is the nearing apocalypse :P
Well I shrugged off these depressing thoughts , drank some water and decided to re-ignite the festive spirit inside me! I went to the terrace, perched myself on top of the water tank...Thank god it wasn't much polluted there .... I looked up in the sky to see multicolored rockets zoom here and there amid spurts of color : red, green and an occasional purple!! Well I did realise that nothing can replace these firecrackers, not even virtual ones...But one day of pollution is it justified?Well we have to bear our own crosses....
May be we could all join together get a few crackers and burst them together, light diyas everywhere instead of lighting sparklers.Make sure the roads don't look like a collage of red and white the next day morning by sparing those fatakas!Spend more time eating sweets,dressing up,visiting relatives,friends and enjoying special tv shows...And of course watch others burst those crackers celebrating the death of Narakasur and praying our doomsday is nowhere near like his was!
Now back with the festive spirit,here is a special Diwali gift for my readers :) A few pics...
HAPPY DIWALI....

The purple constellation

                                                           Star struck

The chrysanthemum

Golden rain

When it rains here!!!

A wet view of the hostel I stayed last year

This is where I live  now :P

When I was young I never missed rain, it used to rain heavily at least for 3 months per year in Mumbai.
But today, when I think of the beautiful memories associated with the rainy season I can't stop smiling...
Wearing sloppy rainy chappals to school was                         considered trendy..We used check out rainy season footwear at Bata every year before school began in June and the process was always exciting :)...


I and my sister used to run wearing raincoats, shouting behind the school  bus cause we were always late :P
A hot cup of coffee in the rain is an eternal bliss....
The smell of wet mud reminds us of nature's sensuous presence !
Sometimes when the rain stops it appears to be more silent than usual, I always miss the sound of rain splashing over my windows...

 

Yeah, U guessed it right! Raindrops :)

Bliss

Plants and trees look fresher and younger in rain.... Infact everybody looks beautiful in rain, even your grandma ;)

And these pics are a part of my rainy hostel life...It is sad that we can't capture the beautiful breeze in pics :)

 Solitude

Raindrops were round and I never knew it till I captured them in this pic :P !!










Finally a poem on rain:
(pardon me if its silly though :P)

When it rains,
nothing restrains,
nothing pains,
and everything entertains,
this is how life sustains,
wit beauty and food grains :)

An apple today, an idea yesterday...

When someone inspires , they do it without a word, a whisper....May be I can mourn without a sob,a tear....
All it takes me to aim higher up in life is the picture of those who are up there, not physically or in a monetary sense but intellectually, psychologically....Mr.Jobs was one of those pictures and always will be a Monet for me because his masterpiece is my music and his invention is my entertainment, at least for now...
Wise were his words, wiser his actions...Peace...

Good Mornings....

The moist footsteps on marble shine as the sun lights up the house...
The sweet smell of soap and bubbles is replaced with the scent of incense sticks...
Coffee brews on the stove and the day's newspaper ruffles on the table...
As the sumptuous breakfast is laid, I hold up her tender hand, look into her smiling eyes and whisper into her ever listening ears, "What would I do if it weren't for you?"
She ruffles my hair , smiles amusingly and leaves me a wink :)

Moms are always like that aren't they? ;)

The Journey

From a long and sinuous path I turned back looking at the distance I had covered, I couldn't make out from where I had started, may be somewhere behind those hills;but I have even more distance to cover than what I had....By the way, where was I heading???Searching an Oasis,was I?
Well,I always believed that the journey is more valuable than the destination, but now I am confused; I have a lot of options, as many roads diverge from here, which one do I take?Do they all lead to the same place?
And where is my companion?Will it always be this lonely?
'It ain't a cakewalk';many warned me before I started, but I did not heed...Excitement and confidence propelled me ahead.An unexplained momentum keeps me going...It is not a journey for a few days,its a journey for a lifetime....
Those waves, that sand ,the wind that blows,
Those whispers, that voice and friendly hellos,
All gone,far away and today you know,
How it feels, when you miss things as you go,
All that's left is what you make of it,
Decisions that you must take on it,
Dreams that make you live in it,
Think it, Feel it and Make it work,
Try it , Test it and Give it all your worth....

    

Conveniently compromised

Every year we set a few goals, few of them practically achievable, few a bit difficult...But beyond our efforts (or the lack of it) we end up achieving none or hardly some...But we don't stop dreaming nor do we start working!
At this juncture, a realization has dawned upon me slowly but steadily that when we dream, we don't actually aim for it; somewhere behind, deep in our mind we are aware that it is a dream not a desire! So how do we start desiring?
We always knew how to desire for something, right from our childhood days; either while vying for the chocolates in the fridge ;) or while aiming for the coveted class monitor position :P....
Materialistic desires are powered by our conscious mind, they are substantial and can be imagined of.  Dreams may be set high, but our mind doesn't create the required craving for achieving it...
So stop dreaming, start visualizing and keep working!

On a last note I would like to present a poem I wrote;
Dream big, big is good;
But think even bigger,bigger is better;
Dreams live in your head,
But desire lives in the path you tread,
Caution is not a thing to follow,Passion would do the job :):)