On the roads

Any normal day in Delhi

On the roads

i traverse the same path
over and over again
sometimes silent,
at others screaming
crowds that are same
and yet not quite
most in a hurry
few pausing
business as usual
time running out
but a few don’t care
i pause, savour, inhale
trying to hold on to you.
i turn around
remembering you left
long time back.
your memories are
all I have now
bereft of soul.

On the roads

Any normal day in Delhi

On the roads

i traverse the same path
over and over again
sometimes silent,
at others screaming.

crowds that are same
and yet not quite.
most in a hurry,
few pausing;

business as usual.
time running out
but a few don’t care.
i pause, savour, inhale;

the redolent air,
filled with essence of you.
i whirl back
with sudden awareness

of you gone from my life.
your memories are
all I have left for now,
bereft of any soul.

On the roads

Any normal day in Delhi

On the roads

i traverse the same path
over and over again
sometimes silent,
at others screaming.

crowds that are same
and yet not quite.
most in a hurry,
few pausing;

business as usual.
time running out
but a few don’t care.
i pause, savour, inhale;

the redolent air,
filled with essence of you.
i whirl back
with sudden awareness

of you gone from my life.
your memories are
all I have left for now,
bereft of any soul.

On the roads

Any normal day in Delhi

On the roads

i traverse the same path
over and over again
sometimes silent,
at others screaming.

crowds that are same
and yet not quite.
most in a hurry,
few pausing;

business as usual.
time running out
but a few don’t care.
i pause, savour, inhale;

the redolent air,
filled with essence of you.
i whirl back
with sudden awareness

of you gone from my life.
your memories are
all I have left for now,
bereft of any soul.

Where am I from?

I wrote this for a writing exercise for one of the networks. I know this is idealistic but what the hell….

Gomukh…origin of Ganges

……………………………………….

Where am I from?

I am from the land of saints,
where spirituality abounds.
Gita is the way of life
love for others is the norm.
all religions are embraced,
absorbed and esteemed.
Ganges washes our sins
giving us new lease of life.
Diverse cultures converge
at a single point but still
hold on to their own.

Where am I from?

I wrote this for a writing exercise for one of the networks. I know this is idealistic but what the hell….

Gomukh…origin of Ganges

……………………………………….

Where am I from?

I am from the land of saints,
where spirituality abounds.
Gita is the way of life
love for others is the norm.
all religions are embraced,
absorbed and esteemed.
Ganges washes our sins
giving us new lease of life.
Diverse cultures converge
at a single point but still
hold on to their own.

Where am I from?

I wrote this for a writing exercise for one of the networks. I know this is idealistic but what the hell….

Gomukh…origin of Ganges

……………………………………….

Where am I from?

I am from the land of saints,
where spirituality abounds.
Gita is the way of life
love for others is the norm.
all religions are embraced,
absorbed and esteemed.
Ganges washes our sins
giving us new lease of life.
Diverse cultures converge
at a single point but still
hold on to their own.

Where am I from?

I wrote this for a writing exercise for one of the networks. I know this is idealistic but what the hell….

Gomukh…origin of Ganges

……………………………………….

Where am I from?

I am from the land of saints,
where spirituality abounds.
Gita is the way of life
love for others is the norm.
all religions are embraced,
absorbed and esteemed.
Ganges washes our sins
giving us new lease of life.
Diverse cultures converge
at a single point but still
hold on to their own.

I am from…..

I wrote this for a writing exercise for one of the networks. I know this is idealistic but what the hell….

Gomukh…origin of Ganges

……………………………………….

Where am I from?

I am from the land of saints,
where spirituality abounds.
Gita is the way of life
love for others is the norm.
all religions are embraced,
absorbed and esteemed.
Ganges washes our sins
giving us new lease of life.
Diverse cultures converge
at a single point but still
hold on to their own.

Start of this beta blog.

I start this new blog as I want to have a place where I can post my poetry etc. It is a sister blog for my other blog Rooted.

Other day I got a real scare where my blog was going to be deleted as it was taken as spam for no apparent reason by blogger support. Though all was well but I want this place where I can still have my data retrieved if all is lost.

This is one way of organising my work too. Too much crap in my other blog. This one can be a ‘think before you post” kind!!