What a tremendous country we have. 45 degrees in Delhi, and just one hour's flight away we can see chilly, snow capped mountains. Which are beyond description, magnificent, grand and are just there patiently since a long-long time. It seems we have many countries in one. People from fair to…
No pointed shapes Only round and rhythmic circles. No complicated knots Only simple, soothing possibilities. No woes Only serene happiness No diseases Only good health and blissfulness. No negative talks Only positivity No evil thoughts Only…
An Indologist and a Jain scholar, Acharya Gopilal Amar knew Sanskrit, the Prakrits, Hindi, Bundeli, Urdu and English and was M.A. in ancient Indian History, culture and archeology, Jain Darshan Acharya, Dharm-alankara, Kavya-Tirtha, Sahitya-shastri and Sahitya-ratna. He served at Bharatiya Jnanpith, New Delhi for 32 years as the Research Officer…
Seeing, observing...tiny movements Gestures, reactions, tackling situations. Feeling...emotions, love, divinity, anger, pride, lust, greed. Thinking...words, similes, examples combinations, rhyming. Adding...soul's experiences into that Mixing, assimilating, churning, grinding of all the above results into a poetry. Haha... Ideas...…
Hey sun, I wonder how much can be written on you. About your grandeur, magnificence, patience, beauty......and so on. There is always left more to explore. I admit nowadays you are at your peak to give us heat and frankly speaking it's unbearable but still it's not your fault,…
A divine, peaceful stream Tranquil, calm and healing. Though it's flowing abundantly But seems in no hurry to go somewhere. It is within Flowing into itself Merging into itself. Let us dive To feel blissful. Serene day…
I don't know what spirituality is all about. I just accept that there exists a consciousness in me and going towards it's natural state, which is calm and knowledgeable, may be called spirituality. I don't know what religion is all about. I just accept that it is something which takes…
If it is an illusion Let it be. If you think I am crazy Let it be. Because perhaps you can not see What I can see You can not feel What I can feel So, let it be.…
Just thinking about what to write this morning. Cut an unnecessarily used word from a recently written poem and got the idea of perfectionism. Indeed it is beautiful! It is strict, disciplined but beautiful. It leaves no scope for errors. It is just perfect. As a person climbs the…