Perched in a maze of stairs at an ancient stepwell, my friend had this distant look on her face! I couldn’t help but reflect..
In her tranquil mind,
Hidden in these stairs,
Wonder what she finds?
A steep descent,
The climb she braves,
A thirst in her soul,
The water she craves!
Curious with every step,
Revelation in every layer,
She’s Fascinated with the symmetry?
Or boundless depths they share?
A beautiful time spent with my friend in the mystical Thar desert of Rajasthan!
The imprint of impassioned tales,
And mystique in its vibe,
I want to see beyond the veil,
The dune that ciphers in its scribe!
Zephyrs and tempests romance the sands,
And time, the keeper of sagas,
A million stars that watch these lands,
While gypsies devise their ragas!
Such is its affair with footprints,
As life has with souls unmet,
Some fade away in the sunrise,
And some stay till sunset!
Diwali is the Indian Festival of Lights. It’s a celebration of victory of truth over lies, good over evil and positivity over negativity!
While the festival has a great mythological significance of the epic ‘Ramayan’ , it essentially signifies being enlightened and truthful to oneself!
The delicate quiver of a flame,
Yet it burns bold,
Its journey as it wanes,
A story to be told!
The brilliance of its dazzle,
The toil of its burn,
In my mind’s hustle,
A thousand thoughts it churns!
Devouring the dark,
It reveals the real!
Chaos or calm,
The birth of light!
A glowing silence,
Oblivious to its might!
And diminishing doubt,
Cannot the mind learn?
To calm it’s shout!
The cold bites my feet,
The forest dense and dark,
The mountain, a white sheet,
The moon flaunts its arc!
I want to stay put,
However harsh the cold!
I want to keep awake,
To see the night unfold!
The flames come alive,
It’s not just a fire,
I know now I can thrive,
As warmth is all I desire!
Uttarakhand has its own charm! This picture reminds me of the amazing clear sky and breathtaking wilderness below! A picture that made me reflect!
The path, like a beautiful endless dream,
The sights, sublime they seem,
The fenceless narrows with scary bends,
I’m terrified of falling, for the deep has no end!
Fear has power, it captures my mind,
Darkness appears as the crimson fades!
Keep going, says a little voice I find,
And suddenly, darkness is just a shade!
The voice has power, it captures my spirit,
Fearless, I trudge along the snaky bend!
I stand in the cold, look up to the sky,
A renewed spirit, my way I wend!
Beauty has power, it captures my soul,
I wonder if I was lost till now!
This journey holds surprises & fear has its role,
But I’ll keep walking and make it ‘wow’!
Every picture from Goa posted here has aroused a feeling of joy or wonder! From cruising over the confluence of the Arabian Sea and Mandovi river to feeling the sand beneath my toes, I found the unusual in the usual..The Ocean, rain and rocks!
A beach we had all to ourselves!
Blingy fish art at ‘Fisherman’s wharf’!
Markings in a river!
Let the sweet and salty Merge!
A serene life!
From the cruise!
Life in Goa!
Formula for life?
Fun with lights!
Where are we going?
Let me see you!
Are you fo real?
A scene that got etched in my mind while enjoying a ferry ride with my friends in Goa! This little boy was perched under the bright cross and I couldn’t help but capture the moment..
There’s serenity in this journey
Though the river beneath flows,
Sitting there, under the cross,
Do you wonder which path to go
I know your heart and mind
Like the water, you want to flow
And fear of the plunge makes you slow!
Safety of hues at the back
And allure of fish and shack,
Never did life promise an easy plan,
So take the plunge as fast as you can!