in high mid summer
of a sweltering desert,
high rises tower along the port
the date palms lace the streets
a lone yatch resembling a boy's fancy
stands tall, i am eager to see the view
from my toy plane which is,
yet another man's dream come true!
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Monsoon blush
1.
the sweet lemony scent of
lush green grass
blends in a hot pot of boiling reddish brown water
the scent spreads,
as the torrid earth bleeds,
quenched by the first rain drops,
turning green in jubilation
so does the lush green lemony blades of grass
blend into the hot brown water
stirring up a lovely cup of tea!
2.
the rain pours down
disturbing the creatures of the skies
they flap their wings,
to gain balance in the heavy waters,
jet set to make a descend
sometimes on my little window
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Pink Flamingo
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Little Recollections
1.
i remember as a child
spending most of Sundays with my family
papa would take us to Juhu beach
where i would then take a camel or a horse ride
or we would eat out at night followed by paan
and a tangy masala soda called rimzim
the paan-wala was renowned in our part of the city
there would be a long queue of bachelors, or
middle aged men posing to be young at heart
my papa would order our 'mitha'
and wait patiently with his hands on the hips
the paan wala would make every paan with elan
and chat with some of his old customers
my papa was one of them
he would look around the lil shop
the paan wala had also displayed some perfumes
and my papa a lover of fragrances
would pick up 'Bruts' and 'Charlies'
i remember as a child
spending most of Sundays with my family
papa would take us to Juhu beach
where i would then take a camel or a horse ride
or we would eat out at night followed by paan
and a tangy masala soda called rimzim
the paan-wala was renowned in our part of the city
there would be a long queue of bachelors, or
middle aged men posing to be young at heart
my papa would order our 'mitha'
and wait patiently with his hands on the hips
the paan wala would make every paan with elan
and chat with some of his old customers
my papa was one of them
he would look around the lil shop
the paan wala had also displayed some perfumes
and my papa a lover of fragrances
would pick up 'Bruts' and 'Charlies'
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Prayful notes
on a familiar evening
in a spacious hall
resonating with hymns and devotional songs
voices austere and souls calm
the square hall reverberates with energy
old wisdom, knowledge casts its presence
the soul dances to the tunes of the swamiji
the head bows before the deity
palms folded to receive the sweet prasadam
in a spacious hall
resonating with hymns and devotional songs
voices austere and souls calm
the square hall reverberates with energy
old wisdom, knowledge casts its presence
the soul dances to the tunes of the swamiji
the head bows before the deity
palms folded to receive the sweet prasadam
Friday, June 4, 2010
Wings of magic
Everytime I'm feeling down
I can feel an angel by my side
it comes and whispers in my ears
o cheer up.. there's no need to fear
every time I'm feeling low
I can see an angel with a bright halo
it flitters its wings and flies
brushing my arms saying there's no need to cry
an angel with a warm heart of gold
lending its strength to me when I'm low
I know my angel is always around me
more than any earthly 24X7 service,
nor does it twitter no have have a face
We gotto live it up, don't worry,
We all have an angel by our side.
I can feel an angel by my side
it comes and whispers in my ears
o cheer up.. there's no need to fear
every time I'm feeling low
I can see an angel with a bright halo
it flitters its wings and flies
brushing my arms saying there's no need to cry
an angel with a warm heart of gold
lending its strength to me when I'm low
I know my angel is always around me
more than any earthly 24X7 service,
nor does it twitter no have have a face
We gotto live it up, don't worry,
We all have an angel by our side.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)