Wednesday, January 23, 2008
New Amazon Short up!
Good day everyone!! My latest Amazon Short, "Of Gods and Demons believe in Them or Do Not Believe in Them" is now up on the site and available for download. Happy reading.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Happy New Year 2008
Nayi saal. Nayi ummeed. Nayi umang.
Wish you a happy, fruitful, and safe New Year 2008.
Wish you a happy, fruitful, and safe New Year 2008.
Saturday, November 3, 2007
Cheesecake Factory
The cheese is mine, at the place I die eating, eating, and salivating over my next birth... always eating. That's the place I become 'The One" with my soul. Every week, I look forward to that day. Peace. Namaste.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
The Wall Behind Us
It is a known fact that many of us crave for a sense of security and confidence behind our daily postures. We have rather accepted this as an ‘invisible wall’ of confidence. The more we think about it, the more active we become and bolder in our moves.
For some of us, this wall is like a mentor into which we always seek refuge. Some of these are ‘physical walls’ or rather people. For some of us, the recourse to a higher being, like God, forms a sense of belief. These are ‘spiritual’ walls. Our Gods, prayers like shlokas, idols, and other physical items, provide us a belief we implant in us.
For some of us, this wall is like a mentor into which we always seek refuge. Some of these are ‘physical walls’ or rather people. For some of us, the recourse to a higher being, like God, forms a sense of belief. These are ‘spiritual’ walls. Our Gods, prayers like shlokas, idols, and other physical items, provide us a belief we implant in us.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Happy Dussehra
The search was on. I searched everywhere. Where I should search for my glasses now? The ‘little brother’ was left somewhere some five minutes earlier.
My glasses are the ‘master’ of my self. I’ve got real prop from my ‘master’ to focus on the world as it presents itself - hard of good sight as I am.
If I sit on the glasses, or trip on them, they might get crushed making me blind.
I search around. A cleaning liquid bottle waits on the shelf. A neat, wet, velvety cloth, waits to be dried.
I grope everywhere, under the table, over the table, and on the bed. And lo, there lies my glasses, with its sighs, waiting for me, in a corner of the bed.
The day, finally, appears in its size, bright and proven.
It’s Dussehra time, folks! Yeah! Happy Dussehra!
My glasses are the ‘master’ of my self. I’ve got real prop from my ‘master’ to focus on the world as it presents itself - hard of good sight as I am.
If I sit on the glasses, or trip on them, they might get crushed making me blind.
I search around. A cleaning liquid bottle waits on the shelf. A neat, wet, velvety cloth, waits to be dried.
I grope everywhere, under the table, over the table, and on the bed. And lo, there lies my glasses, with its sighs, waiting for me, in a corner of the bed.
The day, finally, appears in its size, bright and proven.
It’s Dussehra time, folks! Yeah! Happy Dussehra!
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
Rainbow
The sun-coupled clouds and rain bore a pleasing visual string. A rainbow lines our world- a palette sprayed in a view must-see. I was glued to the sky, eyes popped to a distant star, a distance with no full stops. An arch etched the sky, stretching far to the rim of the sky, all the colors snapped as brush-strokes.
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