A new start

Adversities are inescapable but resilience and patience see you through. What 2022 brought or what it took away, is the past.Few moments today decide how you’ll spend December, reflecting on your newfound strengths or your self-realised wisdom.May each day bring more power to you. More wisdom to you. More hope to you. May more of

Mountains of Muscat

Today there is a rare And unusual clarityIn the skies and one can see The faint outline Of the highest peak. May our minds Always have such clarityAnd may we be grantedAnd blessed such visions That guide us Into the unknown With calmness And divine sublimity.Good Morning World!

Into November

Into November,We stumble,October’s over End of 2022’s in sight,So let’s reflect onThe wishes we lostSaying, I ‘may’ and ‘might’.Let’s make up our mind,Life doesn’t comeWith a button to rewind,To yourself do remind,Don’t mull too long,Write your story,Hum your song.

A few

I wish youPleasant moments More than just a few.I wish youA lovely surprise,So you feel all ‘oooh’!I wish you Awesome memory-making Dashed with laughter too.Go, get your chaiOr go coffee brew,Greet the lovely dayAhead of you, All fresh and new!

Completing 49 years

Is aging chronological Or spiral?Aging is random,In moments few,Our mental age grew.Is aging greyingOr growing?It is both for some,Making use of this privilege is true understanding.Is aging resting Your case,Or resisting?Aging is building a caseSingular, exceptional and then resting:For posterity, be inspiring.Is aging sweetening Or embittering?Aging is a little of all,Like so many shades Of

Happy Birthday!

You rule our hearts naturally, You are our dearly, You smile so graciously, You breathe so gently, You speak so softly, You move so delicately, You are our Princess lovely, Each day may you live happily, In every way remain blessed lovingly, Now and for multiple decades to come, You remain our precious, niece, our

Come, September

Come September,Like a dry leafShake off Everyone’s grief.Come September,Make life better,Help everyone shrug,Each big and small grudgeCome September,Help all remember,You precede October,And the last quarter,Of this year,And it’s time To acknowledgeThat in the Fall,Nature let’s goAll dried and old,Bares itself to the coldLikewise, September,Let everyone’s heart Begin to clear,Of worry and fear,Of a frown or

The unexpected

Moments unexpected,Make memories strong,That haunt us long.Some make us,Some shake us,Some form a sweet song,Some form tears lifelong.Moments unexpected,Make memories strong,That haunt us long.

What do we really own?

Our thoughtsOur wordsOur actionsOur voiceOur decisionsOur feelingsOur bodyOur mistakesOur heart Our soulOur talentOur effortsOur wishesOur VoiceNothing else.Ponder on this.

Wonder why

The squirrel seems Less playful,The wind seems Much heavier,The sun seems Much distant,The laughter seemsMuch hollower,The chat seemsMuch mundane,The debate seemsMuch effort,The meal seemsMuch familiar,The water seemsMuch nauseous,The heart seemsMuch numb,The mind seemsMuch dumb.It’s one of those days,Only music seemsMystical, magical,Music has it’s healing ways.

Neural Whispers

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Dear June,

Dear June,A lot in the world,We find, is out of tune.As you are coming soon,May I remind you,To use all your powers,To bring relief showers.Relief from war,Relief from hate,Relief from pain.A good amount of rain,Enough of food grain,Please would you bring,Energy that’s new,And fresh and healing?Pack along,A hopeful song,To be sung in chorus,Let’s sing all

Good Morning!

Connect. Create. Care.Smile. Read. Repeat.Recipe for your day:Have a few fulfilling moments,A few bonding moments,A few quiet moments,A few exciting moments,A few memorable moments.

Infinite

The leavesThe petalsThe pebblesThe dew dropsThe starsInfiniteNature.Nature. The Ultimate GuruNurture Nature.

The other half of 2022 arrives

To sun-hot May,The summer-bringer,In days few,We bid adieu.How very soon,Arrives June,Along comes the monsoon,May the rains grace,Cool the land too,Welcome, ‘warm’ welcome,To the second half Of the year 2022.Lets remind ourselves,In New Year resolutionsWhat did we decide,But simply couldn’t do?Its never too late,Begin today,It’s still May.

Think how

In the cycle of NatureIn life and deathEven dry dying leavesAdd colour to Nature In their FallIn their last seasonThey give us soulsBeauty for a reason:Every breath bringsThe reminder,Do something worthwhileMake someone smile,Perhaps is the lesson.

Decluttering and closures

What makes decluttering difficult is letting go.You loved that stuffOf very long ago,But now,You don’t need itYou know.If you want to goWith the flow,Clutter can’t burden you,Attachments to old energyCan’t withhold youFrom being readyAnd receiving all new.At the moment,It might be hard,But overcome the urgeNot to let go, Do not hoard,You need to declutterYou need

The Art of Worrying

A nagging worry Might be an opportunityTo bring about changeAnd turn the worryInto a personal change,Take responsibility, To improve self, Change a ‘given’ belief,Re-question, redefine What bothers you and why.Think beyond the clouds,Of anxiety and worry,They may shower upon you,A refreshing insight, Or wisdom anew.

Inside your mind

Inside your mind,Keep thoughts kind.Inside your mind,Do not rewind.Inside your mind,Keep your thoughts, Words,deeds aligned.Inside your mind,Keep positivity enshrined Good morning!

Good morning

May all go well today.May troubles melt away.Wish you a bounceIn your step, Happy and childlike,May your heart sway.May the day be simpleMake you just smile,And show your dimple.

Uncertainty is okay

Uncertainty:It is a gap, A blur, The distance,Between the answer, And its question.It is the time When we have to sit back, Not knowing, What’s next in line,Feeling fear and lack.Its best to wait,And let the universe, Gather its intelligence, And put the best stuff, Together for us.Uncertainty is quite An humbling experience.It makes us

When for no reason

Sometimes for no obvious Or explicable reason, You may just feel Your heart is heavier, Your mood is low, Your reflexes are slow.Usually around this time,Same day, same time,In the past, You have faced,A devastating setback.The heart has not forgotten,The mind has not overcome,But you have moved on.At such moments,It helps to do Pranayam.Meditate.Be gentle

Have faith

Watch flowers bloom,Listen the birds sing,Bump into bunnies Scurrying and hurrying,Dancing and hip-hopping.Rise and shine, With love and faith,Of all the divine,And in God’s trustMay your soul be refined,And in blessed love,May you remain entwined.

The only control

In every difficult situation in life, the only way to be in charge is to control your mind,control your tongue and control your actions.It is smarter to be more in control of yourself than to try and control others. Silencing the mind and overcoming negativity, overthinking and judgemental presumptions, are all necessary in trying times.In

Control

‘You can never expect life to be as you would like life to be. But you can always expect the most carefully thought of ways to deal with what is thrown at you. So how you respond is the key to your own well being.Do not rush into a reaction immediately. Take your time.You choose

I have majored, 18 years in Muscat.

2004-present, a journey of joy.Back in 2004 I landed on 9th April, Good Friday, in Muscat.I now feel Muscat is in me as much as I am in Muscat, my beloved city.Thank you, Muscat,Thank you, Oman.

The Art of Leaving

Leaving is an art.Smilingly depart.Not all you meet qualifyFor a heart-to-heart.You can’t verify Any person or relation’Beforehand’ Only afterwards, You realiseHow genuine they are.Time reveals,Always, and alsoTime heals.Leave, don’t grieve,Don’t pine For what is not,Don’t in Moha-mayaGet so caught,Shallow human selfishnessHas no limit,Nor measure,Gather yourself,Choose a closure.The ‘art of leaving’,Means moving on,Into new worlds.In new

How about…

How about…Smiling Without any reason today?How about…Singing With(out) tune today?How about…Joking and laughingOn yourself today?How about…Giving up a ‘must do’ today?How about…Facing towards the Sun and simply being happy today?

Topsy

The world is at timesA bit topsy, a lot turvy,For you or me Or her or him,The morning may seem,A bit like Coffee gone cold,A bit like A slightly burnt cookie,That too without cream.Your mood may seem low,The sun may glare And pale your glow,Life may bring you,Blow after blow.If this be such a day,I

A beginner’s mind

I wish you, An idea new.I wish you,A beginner’s mind,No past to rewind.May your heart,Hold anticipation,And affirmation.May your eyes,Find more possibilities,Than see otherwise.Go ahead this week,Hopeful, not meek,Follow your dreamDoubt-free, Go, seek!I wish you smile,As you walk,Mile after mile,With a spring, In your feet. May soft petals be underneath your feet now and always.

What poetry is…

Poetry is born when the heart and intellect meet and converse and reflect together.Poetry is a moment of awareness, a moment of realisation, an insight into being alive and experiencing with the heart; therefore poetry is heartfelt. The poet’s sensitivities are heightened towards the occurrence and the experience.Poetry is inspirational, and also powerful due to

Half full

Half full and fuller,Very cool and cooler,May your riches multiply,May your effort intensifyNot a fool or a loser,Be in gratitude forever,A heart brimming overWith hope and loveFlowing clear,Trust in yourselfStronger,Faith in yourself deeper,May blessings On you always shower,May Grace be Your invincible power.

As April approaches

This April:Hold your positive thoughts longer,It makes your words Sweeter and stronger.Hold your peace longer,It makes your words calmer.Hold onto truth forever,It gives your wordsPower.What thoughts you keep,That far you’ll reach,Your intent, your thoughtsInto your words will seep,And find a placeIn your speech.Be word-conscious today onwards!Be April ‘Wise’Not April fool,Be ‘Word-wise’,Relaxed and cool.

For some of us

For some of usFrom this day, today,This world will never be The same again.A few words unsaid,A few tears unshed,Will forever remain.For some of us now on,A hollow feeling,An emptiness,A sense of loss,A long, quiet silence,Will forever remain.This world will never be The same again.To those ‘some of us’Whose hearts have broken,I say, let us

Raising sons…

Dear Mothers, Hope you empower women And as mothers proudly Raise sons as gentlemen, Charming, kind,Mindful, possessingReal integrity.Men who are praised For absolute chivalry.They hold doors, Happily help in chores, Make their women Feel like royal ladies. Mothers, whose sons,Are their dears, And raise gentlemen For others’ darling daughters: And their sons know the lady’s

Grief

Grief is never brief.From it,There’s no relief.Let it shedFrom your heart,Autumn after autumn,Leaf after leaf,Tear after tear,Drop by drop.Bare eyes,Bare branch,Bare heart,Just continue to live,Dhak-dhak, dhak-dhak,Beat after beat…As you walk on,Mile after mile,Remember:Life is brief,Accept grief,With it reconcile,Try once more to smile.

Time

Spend your time well.It’s the only thingWe have no clueWhen it will be over.Think about how muchWe need to push ourself To accomplish today.Your journey and mine,Is like a sip of wine,Time gulps us over,May it go slower.We live the distance, From presenceTo absence.We breathe the distance,From soundTo silence.We traverse the distance,Our journey together,Some day

Hope

Hope:It’s a sweet nothingYet just about All you’ve got, It’s everything.Hope heals The heavinessOf bitter reality, It is so coolingOn a life burning.Hope enables one,To go on, to cope.Life’s not alwaysA walk on tight-rope,Hope revives And reminds;’Believe, Joy too, Lies withinLife’s scope.

Happy weekstart

May you stay focused, decisive, calm and meticulous this week.May things go your wayHave a creative week, A laughter-filled day.All will be well,All will get better.

Now on…

A prayer poem for all May all safely return home. Today and every day,Day after day,May hope and light, In your heart thrive,May your smile revive.Thankful that allHome may safely Finally arrive.Blessed with health,May you return In your full form soon,Your second life,Your new boon.So forge ahead,All days, Each hour,Truly matter, This disaster,You did survive.Today,Every

March into March

February’s ended,How did the month of Love,Shower missiles fromAbove?Let’s pray for better senseTo prevail, Let’s pray for allHumanity at large,As we barge into March.Let’s visualise Peace, In the month ahead,May every human being,Have water and bread,Each sleep safely,Under a roof, in a bed.May March see Loving kindness more, Higher cooperation score, And mindfulness galore.May we

Weekstart checklist

Get equipped with:A lot of optimism,And positive magination,Coupled with clearIntent of right action,Supported with effort,And exude confidence,As well as choose:Mindfulness,Topped withA dollop of kindness,And prep yourself well:A great deal of reading,Lot more of listening,Spend a chunk of timeOn deep reflection,Exercise a fair amount Of discretion,And resolve to keep Your mind steady,Ok then- Yes, For this

Some day

Some day,I hope you look back on this day as the day of fond memories, a day when you stepped out and started a brand new chapter of your life. You made a decision stepped into a new you, a beginning-with an uplifting vibe and a smile.So, may you look back at today as one

Sip slower today

Hush the rush,Chai or coffee,Sip it slower.Now or noon, Evening or later,Find your Me-time, To take a breather.Hush the rush,Chai or coffee,Sip it slower.Relax deeper,A little longer,A few moments more,Inhale the aroma,Exhale Life’s drama.Hush the rush,Chai or coffee,Sip it slower.As you sip,Bring the cup,To your lip,Smile wide,Let worries slip,And grudges slide.Hush the rush,Chai or coffee,Sip

So what now?

Let’s say,What you did dream,What you did chase,Was a slip between The cup and the lip.You may sulk, screamPine for what is not,Won’t let it just go,Oscillate to and fro-Pendulum-like, movingWithout progressing.As you observe,Surely you know,Back and forth, Forth and back,Ask your self,What in this lifeDo you really lack?

Worth

As a thought visits,Check its worthAllow its presenceIf it is of positiveAnd of good essence.Worthless thoughtsYou must discard.A thought worthwhileIs the one that Brings you peace,Or a smile.

Who are you?

What are you? You are your mind, You heart, body, soul. You are the ‘are’ Not yet the ‘were’.So you are:The present, The breathing ‘you’. You are the time you have left with you. So when you ‘do’ something, With your body,mind, heart and soul, You actually give yourself whole.To what?That you decide.How you dedicate

The unexpected

It is this ‘unexpected’ that might shake us and break us. Shaking and breaking mean an end, a collapse of all that signifies our meaningful existence.In the face of it,Remember:As your eyes dry,You are too numb to cry,Surrender ‘me’ & ‘my’.Let your soulAt God’s feet lie.Resist the questions’Why me’ and ‘why’Logic is just one wayMore

I’m not sure

I’m not sure What love is,But I know Kindness is pure.In the end,What changes the story, What matters totally,Is how well you treatThe one you claim to loveIn thought, word & deed.

How far did you succeed today?

How was the day? You had a successful day if you laughed a lot.You achieved considerably if you stayed focused.You did great if you helped a few persons.You did well if you spoke your truth no matter what.You were doing fine if you stood up for yourself and stated how offended you felt.You were right