Thanks bro ..

Bro.. You've made my childhood memorable !

Remember all those ludo, snake and ladder sessions when we used to laugh our heart out .. seemingly over "seede chad gaya, utar gaya, chad gaya, utar gaya" .. made me realize that one doesn't need reasons to smile :)

And equally weird punishments for loosing a game. Remember stuffing yourself with chocolates, sweets, dry fruits, oranges and what not ! That too after a full three course dinner :)

Yaad hain ..those looooong video game sessions, our good old friends Mario and Contra.

Also, good old scoldings we used to get for wasting so much time and money ;)

Bro.. I so looked forward to play cricket with you, read comics with you, just talk to you and spend time with you ....

I know, childhood never returns back, but, the memories etched into my heart always keeps the child in me alive :)

Love you brother ! Always there for you ..

Wish you a very happy married life :)

Happy New Year

God is really kind.
Always taking care of my loved ones, showering blessings,
more than what are deservedly mine.

Another year gone by, would my gratitude suffice.
For last year brought a sweet addition to our family, someone we will cherish our entire life.

Lying

Another morning, another sunrise, I wake up with a smile,
getting ready for work, trying to catch up with time.
Just before breakfast I close my eyes, and pray,
god give her all the happiness, make her sorrows mine.

The busy afternoon arrives, mind occupied with work, never enough time,
All this while I just hope she had her meal on time.

I reach home late at night, trying to keep off the work aside,
We talk about the day, even the smallest of things are shared with joy,
We share a few laughs, lighter moments to rejoice.

And when it's time to say goodbye,

easily she says .. "All this while you were lying"

And I think to myself "If only words are enough .. can one lie"

I remember

I remember.

Those small hands, tiny little feet, walking slowly towards me,
With a wealth of innocence and compassion in your eyes, always wearing a sweet smile.
Whoever says, angels are for fairy-tales ?
You bring them to life.

I remember.

Those rakhi celebrations and bhai duj festivities,
So generous were you, with your blessings, so caring whilst sharing.
We pray to god in all humility, to bring you happiness beyond belief.

Now, my little sister,
You are going to brighten more lives,
We welcome them all with open arms and
Wishing you a joyous, happy and prosperous married life ! 

and then..

Its all still.
The flowers, the trees, the wind.
And then you smile, bring it all to life,
bestowing happiness on others, the morning sunrise.


Its infinite.
Often gazing at the night sky, an endless universe stares back at me,
compelling me to question the purpose of being.
And then I see in your eyes, a reflection of me,
shadows of doubts disappear, trust and sharing is what I need.

I am

Naive that I am, I'm trying to understand,
World is not black and white, grey's do find an expanse.

But I am what I am !

.... a part of my life

Like the flowers blossoming in sunshine, you bring happiness, pure and divine.

Like the rain drops dancing with ecstasy, every now and then my heart skips a beat.

Like a new born smiling benevolently, you help me discover the innocence in me.

Thanks for being part of my life.

Humbled

Today I stand, stare at the sun,
sunshine slowly pierces through my heart, sweetly it hurts.

Today I fly, faster than speed of light,
cognizant and tranquil, universe comes alive.

Today I reach, the edge of the universe,
far from pale blue dot, stars, galaxies, conscious cosmos, humbled by .... 

Zeal

Sky so high, peaceful, serene, endless it seems.
Embracing nature's tranquility, birds gliding through the wind, in perfect harmony.      
Are those your wings. Spread'em. Fly !


Listen to the silence. It speaks.
More than words can explain, more than experiences can teach, even so subtly.
Go ahead and dream. Miracles aren't that elusive. Believe !

An Apple's worth

Just another day; driving like a programmed machine, eyes on the road, hands behind the wheels.     

Brain multitasking; meetings and presentations planned for the day constantly preempting all else with a free will.

All this while limbic system sending interrupts about the breakfast I had given amiss.

Just like always; I knew where to see, in times like these my laptop bag turns into a fortune cookie,

This time I find an Apple, not much good for me, without much thought I just push it back in.

As I stopped on the next signal, I saw an old man sitting at edge of the street, he looked very sad and hungry so I gave the Apple to him.   

Gladly he accepted the reward and showered blessings on me, was it summer sun or I saw a tear roll down his cheeks.

It was so humbling, what an Apple’s worth could mean.