Of paper boats and childhood

My daughterI watch quietly,As she neatlyFolds the crispLittle square pink paperWith her chubby fingers,Totally quiet andAbsorbed in origami,I observe how With her folds,Art unfolds.A lovely, lightpaperboat I behold-And memories unfold:Chilli-hot, fire-hot fritters,Monsoon music,Brolly-less, romping carefree,And my days of dancing in rain-Jolly though dripping wet,In the light and heavyHeavy and light drizzleMy smile mingles with hers,Our

No revisits

Revisiting wounds,Recalling memories,Brings regrets.More often than not,The mind whines,The heart pines.Unstick the mind,From that spot.Un-tether the heart,From that rot.There’s limited time,That you’ve got.Look forward,Look upward,Choose to move beyond,Remind yourself,Everything is temporaryOn Life’s playground.

As if

Be present now.As if No future awaits.Learn new now.As if No second chance avails.Smile and laugh nowAs ifNo joy forever stays.Accept others nowAs ifNo one meets again.Calmly breathe in nowAs ifNo guarantee Of the next breath prevails.Live now,Love now,Let go now.

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

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

First day of October

First day gone,Will October bringA joyful song to sing?First day gone,Will October bringA new friend to ping?First day gone,Will October bringA reason to keep smiling?

Understanding Surrender

The usual understanding of surrender is feeling desperate, feeling helpless and giving up, and turning to a higher/superior power for resolution/help/ support/miracle.To a great extent, this understanding of surrender is true for all of us.But one can go deeper and understand that real and total surrender are at a different level.After putting in every possible

Happy Teacher’s Day

Should I thank you Life,For what you have taught me? It is irreversible and unforgettable. You give no second chanceThere is no timeFor a backward glance.You have set The toughest lessons And sudden twists And unexpected turns And all this On slippery and steep pathways,With no promises of getaways.You give no hint Of the next

Good morning

Today and everydayAs we pray,For our near and dear,Let us includeAnd pray tooFor all humansFar and distant,Who are in pain,And may respite gain.May they heal for sure,Let’s wish all will cure,From our heart,Prayerful, kind and pure.Good Morning!May you hold Gratitude for all You are blessed with.

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

Question not

Question notThe past,Or the future.Answer not,The present.Let mysterious moments Mix and make A mojito of memories.

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.

As evening arrives…

May you silent the noises of worry and stress and fear. May you find your peace as you use words of hope and thoughts of love. May the mind retain and recall your favourite music, your favourite songs, your favourite flavours and beautiful memories.May your heart be filled with contentment and courage.

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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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.

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.

I believe, I trust

Success is the result of our genuine talent, sincere effort and strong decision to not give up before we achieve our goal. Yes. But then how is it that only few succeed while many do not, despite of the talent, effort and determination? We do reflect- oh the timing was not right, or some stroke

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

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

Closure

At some point of time,Its just time,To leave a job,To leave a relation,To leave a nation.Some by choice,So we may rejoice,While some endings Just are meant,Pre written, predestined.Perhaps a reluctant exit,A heart-heavy bye bye,At crossroads, we arrive.Eyes we may half close,Refusing to face The uncertainty upfront,Though questions chase,No answers to hunt.Then tears escape,And sighs releaseLips

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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.

Only

Only when tears overflow,We regain our balance,And then does peace glow.Only when fears We do face and overcome,Does living lifeSeem worthy and awesome.Despite the impediments Continue your journey onward.Despite the highs and lows, Our gears we quickly change,We drive and move forwardThrough Life’s Complete and inescapable ‘Good and bad’ range.Let go the tears.Face your fears.Change

Heard?

Hush,Heard the whisper?A sound softer,But so much sweeter?Hush,Heard the whisper?A sound quieter,Yet so much truer?Hush,Heard the whisper?A sound fainter,Yet so much wiser?Hush,Hear the whisper:A sound, a murmur,That’s Softer,Clearer, Fainter,Sweeter,Truer,Wiser.Listen to your heart’s whispers today.

Hold peace today

Today ensureWords are not flung,No heart is with Harsh words stung.A thousand splendid Truths we realiseWhen we observe silence,And choose to be wise.Affirm to yourself once, twice, thrice,Words are over-priced,If at all I speak,Only goodwill And blessings,My words ought to Either spread or seek.Words are meant to beIn prayers sung,Silence is My mother tongue,Quiet is

This too shall heal

The fact of impermanence We ought to hold Onto closely, Especially awarefully,Consciously, every day.Impermanence in lifeDoes remind usThat injuries of the heart,body and mind Do not hurt forever.This new injuryFeels heavy right now,Unbearable somehow,But its not permanent,Soon it will heal.Always rememberWe are all temporary, What happens to usDoes end, does pass,And so shall we.

When you laugh

When you laugh,Your heart sings,Your laughter soundsLike a bell that rings,Your soul sighsAnd your mind heals,How light it feels!Like a ray,You spread joyMile to mile,When you smile😊.Smile and laugh more,Increase your Joy score,Hope you aren’t being A grumpy bore!

This weekend…

Pay attention to how Aligned are your thoughts with your words and deeds.Pay attention to how Refined are your thoughts, words and deeds.Pay attention to howSincere are your thoughts, words and deeds.Pay attention to howPositive are your thoughts, words and deeds.Pay attention to Who you are.Who are you?You are your thoughts, words and deeds.Pay attention

Find joy today

Connect with Nature,Find joy In clouds taking On shapes,moving, changing.Find danceIn leaves and flowers swaying.Find tunes and songs,In birds chirping And streams gurgling And the breeze whooshing.Find joy.Sigh out worry,Breathe in joy.Have a day filled With joyful moments.

2022

Think newLearn newSpeak words fewActions positive, Kindness do renewIts 2022May you be surroundedBy fragrant flowers,Blessed with natural Healing powers.Its 2022May you decide to riseOut of the pastLet go, live in the Now,Question less, use lessOf ‘Why me’, and just be.Its 2022Make peace,Courageously say ‘Adieu’To all that happened,Before 2022.Yes, its just Another morning,Until you chooseTo make

On this day

Make peace,Decide to deliver The promise.With ease,Say what matters,Let go grudges,Just release.Choose to cherishThe choice of easeThe choice of peaceThe choice of releaseChoose.Have an easy day.Good Morning.

What’s better?

What’s better?A smile tugged Deep in your heart,A tickling hopeOr ‘having’ it all?What’s better?An aspiration,A sense of wonderOr feeling empty,Though seemingly possessing stuff, More and more,’having’ it all?From the mindsetThat ‘having’ it allIs happiness,You chase stuff to ‘own’.You never find Your purpose, your call.From the heart-setOf ‘pining’ for moreOr pining for What is not,You set

Re-think and relax about health

Walk down any hospital ward.You will find patients of all shapes, sizes, ages with different maladies. A sportsperson has a spine surgery, so does an accident victim and so does a housewife bending to pick up toys – spine surgery when she has had a slip disc. A person who religiously did Yoga, went to

Happy Day

Make your mind A place of worshipEnlightened, carrying Thoughts very kind.Make your heartA loveful shrine,Blissful, thankful Radiating the Divine.

Come, December

Come, December.Let’s wind up Moments heavier,Better un-remembered,Hopes unanswered,Souls departed, Tears shed. Let’s pack away The Covid taandav It did one truth endow:We all go, Here we may be-A year more,A week less,A day moreOr a few decades,For sure,We do not know. Come December, Help us overcome. Come December, Bring a cool 2022 With tides better,

Good morning. Today: Use your wings

ImagineImagineFlying on the wings Of ‘YES’ thoughts, Think of great things!Imagine Flying on the wingsOf positivityAnd all it brings,Seek skies beyond dreams!ImagineFlying on the wings,Of peach pink pages Filled of words Of great possibility,of realised potentiality.Just let go thoughts,That are self-limiting, Break free, Grow and bow,Like a tree!Envision,A multitude of views, Thoughts,In all positive hues,Words,In

Your time, your day

Your day Your timeDon’t waste itAway, away, away,Be happy, Say happy,Do happy.Life’s happening,With it, justSwing and sway,It’s your time, Your day.Do what You deniedFor yourself Yesterday;You said ‘later’ Your vague wish,Make it true, Make it come Your way! Don’t leave it Until later,Into a future ‘someday’,You said ‘tomorrow’,Your ‘Tomorrow’ Has come today, Well have it

This dawn…

Today:May the ill heal,May their pain lessen,May they strength regain,May they positive remain.May the tired feel fresh,May the sad find a smile,May the angry be mellow,May the day go well,For each friend, And every fellow.May the pink & yellowOf Loving kindness Gently in each heart Grow and overflow.

Saal Mubaarak

May your new year Be filled with cheerYour mind crystal clearLots of lovely timeSpent happily with Your near and dear!Wishing you A happy, healthy And prosperous New year!

Enter November!

The month eleventh,Cool in the desert,Cold elsewhere,Freezing minus ten,Speeding to year-end.Glance back perhapsThe time did lapse,Memories we made,Some of laughters Some of regrets.We lost some, We found some,People gone, People come.Thanksgiving month,Gratitude to hold,Tomorrows to behold,With fervour,Enter November,Let’s thank all those,We forgot to remember.

Brought nothing, lost nothing

Born empty handed, Leave empty-handed. Live with love and light. When here we landed,Weren’t you and me,Both born empty-handed?Then let’s live life,Without hate and strife,Unassuming and light,Choosing love: Not might over right,Decide none to exploit.Lets feel from The depths of our heart,And reach great heightsThrough our open, Un-burdened, mind,Always to ourself remind:To keep our thoughts,

Step by step

Choose to lose negativity Step by step,Improve your thoughts,If you find your mind,Spiralling into ‘rewind’.Past is not to live in,But to revisit,The best memories,Hidden within.If a memory bad or sadOr a fear or a tearVisit and upsetSigh and be clearYou won’t be their host,Don’t into them be lost.Physically move You must removeThat brain chemicalYou alone