Saturday, October 1, 2011

In your eyes

Many a things heart wants to convey, 
Overwhelmed with emotions, yearning to share,
But when I look in your eyes, at loss of words I find myself yet again.


How can I put in words the mist covered mountains.
How can I pen down music echoed by drops of rain.
Happiness, I suppose, for no other feeling stirs my soul this way.



Amey turns four

At the break of dawn, in the park, Amey holds my hand and takes me for a walk,  e very story he heard from mami about Ramji and Hanuman, cas...