This site is as about the inspiration I get, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers, which receive light when asked to God.
The Twinkle in your blue eyes,
That made me full of glee,
I did not see it anywhere,
Of course I have not searched for it.
When your starry eyes laughs at me,
I feel heaven glowing in thee.
When I take you in my arms,
On my lap,
Or in the pram,
Or when I hug you at my spree.
The joy is you are all mine.
You are my part,
And I can’t believe,
You are mine Christy.
I am proud and I am almost mad,
That I am your Biggy Dad.
Adios!
Parvardigar is praying to Himself,
“Be kind and be mankind.”
In his call I can listen,
He is praying to all insane.
To regain their humanity.
He was praying only to bow to them,
As every kind is God,
The air, the light, the smell,
The food, the wife, the children,
The husband, even the work place, all colleagues,
The home and the bed are the same with Almighty God.
Parvardigar closed his eyes. Few drops of tears when he shed,
Believe that he is there indeed,
Absolute.
And indeed he is dead.
Adios!
Nature is all around us which we all are a part of. Continuously we will pray to God-“God stay with me, protect me and love me. Take care of my house and children. We pray with utmost asking.” Most of the times he listens or if it is delayed we make our own ways. Even we do not listen to our inner self. Humanity we choose to serve and save. At the evening when the mosquito killer machine groans vigorously, does it consider for the single mosquito? Maybe innocent (not possible) or a form of God. Here nature stands for the killer machine and any how mosquitoes are born again.
The balance should be there. When imbalance is loaded, nature does not wait, it retaliates. We have seen it time and again. We are sent to the earth with a destiny, which is a chosen and required part for individuals and harmony. When heard and learnt, I was very much eager to know. Destiny as we know contains a little luck, hard work or soft work, results of the mature relationship with kith and kin, loving God proceeds permanently to the other part of the life. We have seen tsunami, flushing away the home, floods, earthquakes, erupting volcanoes, forest fires. As I love God, once one asked me-“Those who were gone in any of these calamities, for all of them is destiny the same? I gave it a thought, definitely not. Do we all together do the same whatever has to be done?
Or we simply observe from a distance, when all of you should protest.
We don’t cry much for the fate of the animals in the calamities. The animals too have their faith in God. They are the very part of the life pattern on which ecosystem is based. All of us know that what one is doing, is doing it knowingly. All should listen to their inner voice.
Adios!
A Hut Is Glowing On The Top Of The Hill.
It has red roof and green tiles.
Walls are yellowish grey,
Steps are laid to it.
Gardens surrounds, it is a boon,
That it regularly calls me.
My legs are poor though not old,
Can only smile and give me hope.
“I will take you there”.
But do the residents, know me?
Does not matter. I will go and stay.
I love this hut from down to look at.
They will surely offer me tea.
Adios!
I ran to the tree,
It was attracting me.
I ran and hugged its trunk.
It was so tough,
But it shed,
Some dry leaves and small flowers.
Flowers were violet,
I loved to see them on the earth,
And the leaves were yellow green,
Which were of dry days back.
I took few flowers in my palm,
Felt their blessings.
Leaves were their friends.
They too are fallen.
They are reminisces of the past and the present,
And I am of the same.
Make me friend oh! My tree.
Make me tough as much as I can be.
Make me shed my dry days back.
Make my pain blossom in love,
As the flowers in thee.
Adios!
I hugged the rough trunk of the tree
Before You Travel. 