Dehumanized life, devoid of love is empty to the core, lifeless

To be loved by someone
At any point of time in life,
And also love someone and to be
Loved by everyone
Are the ultimate moment
In life,indeed
The most precious moment in life,
The momentous time in life.
I am not talking just
Sexual or sensual love
Or telephone romance
And all the underlying
Infatuation and lust
Beneath it,
On the marital waters
Or beyond that
But rather more friendship,
Togetherness, nearness,
Sharing of varied things ,
Events , incidents and happenings of life,
A real/ meaningful/ enjoyable
Conversation with a
Boyhood friend or school time girl
College comrade or
Office friend,…..
Yes gentleman/woman
You need some one,
To share your joy sorrow
And also his or her
Shoulder to cry on,
For pain is more than
Pleasure in this globalized world
Dehumanized materialistic world
Sorrow is overflowing like
Sindhu River.
More terror like Kashmir valley.

More than pleasure of life
Which lasts for only
A fleeting moment
There’s more pain of love now
And also beyond time,
When life is devoid of love
It’s empty, with all
Accomplishments, affluence and all kinds
Of material attainment on Earth.

Pain of Love lasts life time and beyond time

To love is nothing,
Not to love is
Neither normal nor natural.
But without loving or
Laboring, caring and caressing
Tasting and smelling
The rhythmic sounds of the
Body and soul,
The infinite variety of beauty,
Just bottled up, with all fragrance
If life goes on like a machine,
Breakdown is inevitable.
You can’t change life afterwards.
Career growth, late marriage
And not finding time for communicating or
Even mating in a relaxed ambiance
Because they are in a
Different shift system…….
What are you getting eventually in life
After losing life
Abusing life.

There is always a Solution

Everyone swims in a deep sea
Of despair,agony and anger.
Should one sulk and suffer?
Sink deeper into that Sea?
Soak himself or herself
To death and destruction?
No,
Let us know and internalize
The truth,
The native home wisdom,
You don’t drown into a Sea
By falling into water
But drown simply because
You prefer to stay there.

Mother Nature is so
Merciful and benign,
You are lifted thrice for breathing
Oxygen and see the outer world
To enable you to fight.
By working with your feet
And arms,
You can float,
And overcome the fate
If God willing
Let us face all agony
And all anguished anger
Thinking that
There’s always a solution.

My Parents will continue to Anchor

When I look back upon my life,
I feel that I could have or
Should have given
More to my parents.
I loved them, took care of them,
But I couldn’t spend more
Time with them.
Neither a full cry nor
Lamenting over my failure,
Can’t be any help now
Except to smoothen my heart
I know, the past can never be recreated.
But writing about them
And thinking about them
I shall show a way to others
And or I will draw some
Solace and comfort.
I know, for me they are
The only anchor,
As I constantly quarrel
With the creator.

Can We Change ‘them’? It’s not our job.

Change is the buzz word now,
‘Yes we can’ slogan of
Barrack Obama,
Put him on President’s chair
What about changes in us?
And in them?
I am not talking “us and them”
Bush language,
I am talking about
Others, who are with us,
At home and office
And many others that
We need to encounter
Or bear with them,
On a daily basis in our life.

Can we change them?
No, To change ourselves
For a better tomorrow,
We shall change our
Attitude and perspectives on life
And cultivate the spirit of love
To forgive and forget the
Shallow creatures,
Devoid of both work ethics,
And genuine friendliness
And power driven arrogance,
Always propelling each move.

Let’s cultivate The Child’s innocence and laughter To see and feel “ the world is really Beautiful”

What’s beautiful on Earth?
You can’t single out any single component
Or a particular event
As there are many
Which look beautiful
And make this world lovely
You can write a thesis
On this subject
Without any apriori hypothesis
But to sum
Up the answer in one sentence
That which is loved
Is always beautiful
And wonderful.

All organs in our body
Are vital and crucial.
To highlight its importance
One can draw one’s own experience
A girl starved of love at Home
Singled out shoulder
As an important organ,
For it was the one
Which she very badly needs
To cry on.
If there is a contest between
Heart and eye,
The former would win
As it sees what is invisible to the eye.

Look at the newly born infants
Regardless of their color
Or texture,
Genes or racial facts
They always look beautiful.
Especially when they are
In deep sleep,
Some pleasant smile will be
Periodically visiting their tender face
You can’t describe that
Beauty and bliss.


A child does not abandon
This innate sense of laughter
As it grows
When does this childlike
Innocence and laughter
Disappear?
It’s very difficult to say.
Forgetting and forgiveness
Are attributes of kids
Despite their stubbornness,
Playfulness and newly found
Aggression to get things done.
They crave for/ aspire
To do many things, simultaneously
When the child in us,
Gone once and for all,
We cease to exist here
Even while we are alive.

“Love all,” A wonderful sports medicine for life.

Love, if you have it in abundance
Give it others
You will not lose anything
Receive if you are lucky to get it
Don’t grumble even while
You are denied of it.
At that time only
With a vengeance, you should
Give to many more others,
Even there is a very little love from others
Love knows many hidden paths
Travel on those highways
Surrounded by beautiful mountains
Breath fresh air there.
Excepting this love all game
You don’t need anything else
In the world to survive.

With love and God, at your command you have
Everything under the Sun
Without them,
It does not matter,
How much you may have
Other things in abundance.
They are just useless.
Absolutely useless for happiness here
And salvation elsewhere.

Many a time,
There is a possibility for all of us
To head in wrong directions
But God allows
‘U’ turn and love enriches you
To take a right direction, swiftly.