Friday, October 22, 2010


Is love an art? Or science? More often than not, it's the brainchild of a crafty mind...

Sunday, October 17, 2010


It feels lonely at the top, but it's a great feeling - the feeling of being invincible, unbreakable, a conqueror, yet a sole rambler...

'Read Between the Lines' - My 'Pomes'

There was something mysterious about last night,
When an angel woke me from my dream,
Pointing towards the navy blue skies,
Asking me to make a wish upon a falling star,

There is something mischievous about this morning bright,
Crystalline rays of the sun shimmering upon the nearby stream,
Herald Cupid’s arrival on earth, from the heavenly skies,
And my heart gets beating faster with every passing hour,

There’s something these naughty sea waves are up to, who in delight,
Lash against my feet as they quietly slip the sands off my feet clean,

And yonder from the horizons above,
I see a flock of thousand white doves,
Come flying together like message bearers of love,

All cuckoos, together sing the welcome song heralding youthful spring,
As the proud peacocks with outspread multi-hued wings,
Dance around and add to the zing,

The colourful rainbow in the skies meanwhile,
Crowns the horizon in its multi-hued style,

I know him not by name,
Nor can I fathom his looks,
Where from would he come?
Am naive about questions like these,

But I know that hour has cometh,
And that this reality is more beautiful than my dream,
Him, who is mine, with him I’ll forever be,

Because without him, there’s no grandeur in my world,
Because in his arms alone rests my world… 


Doesn't believe in Newton's third law of motion - every action need not necessarily have an equal and opposite reaction, at times not even a simple reaction


Nine days - that's the maximum time even Gods can put up with Evil, and on the tenth day, the Evil is slain and we humans, at times, even endure it for a lifetime. May the Good always triumph over the Evil - a universal prayer! Happy Vijayadashami!

Thursday, October 14, 2010

'Read Between the Lines': My 'Pomes'

Human desires are like untamed horses,
Riding them is filled with adventure and fun,
Galloping gradually towards your destination,
It’s all in the way you handle those saddles,
And it’s all in your hands,
You can reign with those reins,
If you pull hard at those, your horse won’t move,
And if you let it loose, your horse may its way lose,
But if you have mastered how to control your reins,
Then your horse will win the race,
Provided those blinkers are on both sides,
Such that your horse does not its focus lose…