Saturday, March 7, 2009


Now you will feel no rain
For each of you will be shelter to other.
Now you will feel no cold
For each of you will be warmth of other.
Now there is no more loneliness for you
For each of you will be companion to other.
Now you are two bodies
But there is only one life before you.
Go now to your dwelling place.
To enter into the days of your togetherness
And may your days be good, and long
Upon the earth.

Apache blessing


Oct 22, 2007

Baby and the world!!!!

As it moves around,
Kicking and gurgling,
Trying to reach world outside.

I can feel its impatience,
Its eagerness to have peek-a-boo into this colorful world,
Which is different from the calm waters inside.

I can feel the tiny hands and feet stretching out,
Savoring every moment watching people outside,

But my baby!
You may not find the people as loving as the calmness inside you
You may not find the peace you have now

My baby!
You may see dancing shadows of killers of sentiments
With daggers in their hands they slain every holy cow.

My baby!
You may see people running for things they can’t lay hands upon
You may see a crowd surging towards their past – in the years bygone.

My baby!
With your innocence so pure, your heart so pure
You’ll be born in a land so impure, so full of hatred.

Where people mask their ex-pressions
Bare others emotions
And enjoy the sadism of other lives’ commotion.

But my baby!
You will swim across all the difficult waters
And wade across the ocean of life
Though difficulties will stop your path.
I love you my baby.
I love you



Heart has its reasons
Reasons unknown to the mind
Reasons unknown to oneself

Dreams are a reflection of the inner thoughts
Of troublesome, tumultuous and peaceful thoughts

They travel all the way from heart
Of wishes left unfulfilled
Of hatred left misunderstood
Of emotions left high and dry

Tiny droplets of past
And that of present
Crystallize as dreams
Dwelling into heart’s deep realms

At times they are shallow, empty
Yet fulfilling
At time they are shady, murky
Yet quietening

Strange bedfellows they are
But of every person who has a WISH

(written on oct 25, 2007)



A wait too long
Turns days into ages
And ages into eras

Seconds that run into infinity
Birds flying towards horizon
Yet unable to reach it

A flight undertaken to reach
Where earth and sun meet
Ends with a whimper

Flights of fancy lost
When thoughts sublime
And soul sobs

A wait that stretches beyond deserts
Beyond unfathomable oceans

I am sorry baby
To let all my thoughts affect you
And now am waiting for you to come soon
So that I can hold you and feel sorry
For what people did to me
And what I passed on to you

Love you

(written on Dec 1, 2007)

Being a woman

Being a woman
Dear Mother,

I now know the joys of holding a tiny life,
I now know the love that wells when I see him.

I know what it means to be a wife
I know how to leave past, make your memories dim.

I have realized the pain of being a woman
I know how to predict things with acumen.

I know, its me, who has to lay herself before everything
I know, its me, who has to sacrifice everything

Its me who will bear all
And its me who will be forgotten like a toy-doll

What rises up chokes me I don’t know
It may be bitterness of world, or the one inside me

I pray it subsides
I pray thee