In it with all that you are,
All that you have been, and all that you will ever be,
In it with all honesty, of both facts and feelings;
Continue reading “That’s How”
How does an ocean of love
Evaporate
And leave behind a desert?
Those precious nights, those pure moments
When two souls collided in love
A mesmerizing explosion, a supernova
How can they leave behind nothing but a vacuum,
A black hole in your chest?
Continue reading “Died Not Dead”
I swallowed a warm yellow pill today,
It went down my aching sore throat,
Like a soup made of warm love,
Soothing, caressing, easing the pain.
It filled my chest with the sun shine,
Clearing the cold cobwebs of winters,
When the fog is so thick,
That it blinds you,
And you can’t see the path ahead,
Walk forward anyway.
It’s just gloom, not a Gate that blocks your way,
And what else is there to do
but walk?
We wish for the clouds to part,
And the sun to come out and warm the heart,
But a perfect sunny day never comes like that.
Gentle parting of the clouds gives luminescence of hope,
But not the illuminating fresh start.
We have all tried to understand the effect of positive thinking and law of attraction since the movie “The Secret” came out. Over a period of time, I have developed my own understanding of it. Nine months ago, while I was traveling through Rajasthan, I was sitting on the window of an old fort in Udaipur, looking at an aerial view of the valley and the little houses there, contemplating my approach to life. The sun started to set and I felt a calm sweep over me as I looked at the crimson sky, I realised a couple of things that day. Continue reading “My Story On The Secret Website”
It is messy, too messy a fight
The process of getting from wrong to right
The ruination of what is, for the inception of something better
And even then it is a game of trial and error
Have you ever seen the sun setting in to an ocean,
Have you ever really stoped and looked at it ?
The yellow, orange, pink and purple of the sky
Blending in to the glimmering blue of ocean.
Sometimes in middle of despair and chaos
When I have been losing my grip
I get this sudden breeze of clarity
I look up at the stars and I see her
And I realize I want to be her
Opinionated Head 