The Rainy Season


The Rainy season- A random musing



Like the beautiful  flowers of palash, popularly known as fire of the forest, I was burning . The inner turbulence  like the  upheaval of tides made me rise and fall against the heavy rocks of life.

Had the shore been sandy ,I wished to have laid myself on the shore surrendering to  the splashing waves of a sea,but nonetheless,it was n’t such.It was rocky.

Life isn’t what we dream and wish for! We have to create a path to realize this dream  and then walk on it ,many a times getting pierced by innumberable thorns .

The fragrance which disseminates in the atmosphere is usually of the wild flowers growing on open meadows and hillsides, those which bring freshness in life and also in the monotonous mundaneness. Pruned, I loved watching birds flying in the sky, they seemed to be so happy, free and delighted ,marching towards their goal . Their wings unfettered and whistling to their favourite tunes they sang whenever they wished .

A sense of freedom filled the heart and I wished I could fly thus like the wading birds.

The riot of colours in the evening sky brought more nostalgia  as I walked towards the mound on the top of the mountain. This rainy season, nothing had changed.


IMG_20151211_110914your words pierced every vein

leaving goosebumps

and I saw the lost moment again

In dust I vanished

you in the dew of time

both in opposite directions

but hearts connected for lifetime

with a sigh,

the hope dawns with every morn,and sets

in the night dark

a moment to be together

leaving the world aside.



Souls in transcendence!

on the falling and rising tidal waves
amidst the rough climate
surpassing every storm and  hazy days
through silent, restless nights…

after years of deplorable moments…
wandered through the dense darkened forests
searching for the soul close and intimate…
the lonesome hearts sought for real happiness…

wrenched by twists of life,
in clenched fists of relations with strife
in silence humble ,
bringing on every face a smile…
the solitary souls walked in the arid desert
thirsty and naive.…

hitherto unaware of each other
walking alone on the same path…
yet away from one another…
two distinct flames of the same Creator
come across at a juncture…

Thence, conspires the Galaxy with the stars,
to guide the souls and illumine their path…
a radiant effulgence from the heaven
burns continuously
as a wick of the lantern…
which brightens
their traversing path…

 the twin souls, thus
earn the command
of destiny and fate’s predicament
assimilating in eternal fire
of  love and existence…
becoming one in transcendence.




Plough thy field!

Plough thy field ,
O! restless mind,
barren is thy land
make it fertile…
rake up the soil
undug the earth
freshen thy surface for the sow…
spread the seeds of the enchanting name
Whose utterance will lift your veil
O! ignorant mind,
cultivate thy land
let the virtuous arrive
till then thy senses,
recite the song
of the majestic creator,
The Supreme one

Through the glass of life !



Through the glass of life

a film I view

with a backdrop  music of living

characters who play and cavort …


forgetten , the sense of life

their goal, their  intention of being alive

in wine glasses,tumble they

in a gulp , quaff the essence.


frills, frolics on their mind

flowers deem fit when presented on valentine…

lost in the glittering charm of the world,

abandoned  is the soul of  humanity forever.




that’s what I seemed to love…

the fluttering wings of the flying wonders

brightly coloured, crafted exquisitely

yellow patches in auburn imagery,

a little imago loves to dance

when the lovely breeze

sways by chance!


Behold! gorgeous tiny

beings on earth

the wondrous butterflies

flying over…


Have you ev’r come across

their melodious  humming song

or heard the flickering pulsating beats ,

descant of their lost ardor

or frozen shreds on leaves along!


They too… long for the flame of amor

the intense passion ,

craving to encircle the kindled one

inspite of possessing the

magnificence to mesmerize

 yet they burn in the fire

of undying unrequited love…



What lies forth !

round the bend,where I can’t see!

A blind corner ,

a cliff dangerous,

a valley of flowers

or a dangerous rift!

Is the river flooded,

Can I cross it without oars,

will there be a boat for me

or shall the shore reach beneath my feet in seconds!!!

Is there a palace awaiting my presence

Is there a hut to shelter me in storm,

Will I ever get a tree

when I walk in the scorching sun for long!

Is this my path ,where I tread,

on which I step upon,

or was it around the last corner,

which I left across?

Restless mind, flickering flame

fickle thoughts shall ruin in vain,

brighten the dimmed light of hope

in my  heart !

O! My lord ! with your grace,

Till I walk on the road of destiny

with belief in mind and heart full of faith.