Just trying to be a spectator of my own thoughts and going to write them down as they would come into my mind.
Moon, grandeur, beauty, immense. How can it be so beautiful and shiny, what is its story? How, how, how can it handle this glory with the same ease, always.
The morning weather, clouds in…
O birds! You all are so free,
As if always on a freedom's spree.
I wonder how fearless and expansive you are,
You seem even more powerful than a czar.
Being human I have the power of brain indeed,
But it's you who are truly freed.
The way you spread your wings from the topmost branch of that tree,
It seems you…
We must not talk about vegetarianism and animal rights, in a world where humans are eating or (about to eat) their fellow humans. How can we talk about not killing the animals? How can we ever make someone understand that killing an animal is an equal crime as killing a homo-sapiens. In a world where…
When a nation quarrels, it divides into two. They were quarrelling perhaps due to two different religions. Now they are two nations, following their own religions, they must be happy now! But unfortunately still they are in dispute. They start dividing their religion further. Half are following the first preacher and the other halves, the…
It is good to feed animals. It gives us satisfaction that we are doing something for the hungry beings. But have we ever given it a thought that while feeding them, whether monkeys or dogs, how do we dispose of that food's packing? Few months back we went to a hill station and on almost…
Those who don't spend some time of their routines with the nature, don't know what are they missing out in their lives. To be with nature is to be with the self, to be with the consciousness. When one observes the beauty of the changing weather, innocent chirping of the birds, abstract changes in the…
Can we expect a perfect world,
Where, there are neither woes, nor worries,
Neither crimes, nor furies.
Only love and peace,
Perfection and relief.
Where nature embraces the mankind
with its most wonderful presents,
Where scent of brotherhood expands innumerably
its feathers.
Where all the children play in the lap of mother nature,
Where everybody is living fully in the present,
No one is afraid of…
I got to know about Mrs. Sudha Murthy, when I picked two of her books from the book-store. 'The day I stopped drinking milk' and the other one was 'The old man and his god'. It's my habit that I store books in advance, sometimes it takes me months to start reading them. Same happened with these books. After a few months I started reading the previously mentioned book. As soon as I opened the book I realised that Mrs. Murthy is an author and chairperson of Infosys Foundation
The concept of God can never be explained,
It can only be felt.
Feel it, feel it right away,
Just at this very moment.
Feel it, assimilate it, absorb it,
That God is there in every atom of my being,
of my surroundings.
In this divine nature, in this existence,
in that tree, in those innocently chirping birds,
In that dog sleeping on the…