How simplistically easy it is,to just be..How we allow the memories of the past, and ideas of the future - to rule our present,how we allow the concepts of how everything should, could or would\'ve been - to distract us from being ourselves, creating conflicts..If just for a moment, you turn inwards, and drop all… Continue reading Just be
Month: June 2016
What is this mystery?
How do i saythat i miss you...Coz i do, but i don't..i miss what was,and so i miss what is..Your presence is always hereand yet, i miss you..How is it happening?i miss the conversations,i miss the presence flowing,but i can't say it aloudcoz it's not true..You are always here, near,in silence and conversations, both..You are… Continue reading What is this mystery?
Nature’s Presence
Walking back to your room,the breeze greets you,cool, gentle breeze..A single green leaf rolls bywith the breeze..The blue cloudy sky..And the cool breeze again..It's the moments like thesethat makes you feel completely alivethat you are immersed into Love againeven if just for few moments,Nature's Love,Nature's Presence,incomparableindescribable..
Sadness
After days and daysof just work and study,of being around people,a new language and new faces,neither liking nor disliking all of it,and then..some alone timeand you find sadness waiting with open arms to embrace you..I smile at her, at sadness,it feels goodafter days of emotionlessness,after days of feeling nothing,this feeling is welcome..Nostalgia also returns,the longing and… Continue reading Sadness
All my youth returns – a Rumi poem
You are the comfort of my soul in the season of sorrow. You are the wealth of my spirit in the heartbreak of loss. The unimaginable, The unknowable— That is what you give my soul when it moves in your direction. By your grace… Continue reading All my youth returns – a Rumi poem
Feeling grateful
All those years of asking, "Why can't i just be? Why all these limitations and boundaries? Why all these rules and rituals? Why can't i just be, like Nature is.. like Sky is.. like the flowers are.." All those years of inner struggle and only questions.. And then.. Answers.. Like Rain after a hot summer..… Continue reading Feeling grateful