Sunday, June 9, 2013


Are you comfortable in your skin?
Do you notice boils or cysts on your chin?
Are you wondering if it's benign or malignant?
Eventhough it's small and doesn't make a dint.

Monday, June 3, 2013


Writers are a lofty bunch
Promulgating their own hunch

Oscillating between silence and verbosity
Exponentiating what they deem liberating

Chalked full of moods and expression
Not likely to see their direction

Explicit or implicit
Feigning verbage exquisite

Monday, February 7, 2011

A single droplet on a window pane

Running down the smooth surface of hard glass
Joining other droplets to form a faint blur

Once enmasse, can you recognize that one droplet?
As insignificant as the others shining through the foggy plains

You think trying to find a needle in the haystack is difficult
Try separating a droplet from a cold smear

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Parable on Friendship, Love & Marriage

A student asked his teacher, "What is love?"

The teacher said, "to get an answer to your question, go to the wheat field, get the biggest
wheat grain, and come back."

But the rule is - you can go through the field only once and cannot turn back to pick."

The student went to the field, gone through the first row, and saw one big wheat grain. But he
wondered....may be there is a bigger one else where.

Then he saw a bigger one. But may be there is a still bigger one waiting....

Later, when he finished more than half of the wheat field, he realized that the wheat grains
there are not as big as the previous one. He realized that he has missed the biggest one.

So, he ended up the search and went back empty hand. The teacher told him, "That is love! If you
keep looking for a better one, you could have missed the right person!"

"Then, what is marriage?" the student asked.

The teacher said, "to get an answer to your question, go to the same wheat field again, and
get the biggest corn. Same rule as before!"

The student went to the corn field. This time he is very careful not to repeat the previous
mistake. When he reached the middle of the field, he picked one good sized corn. He felt satisfied,
and came back.

The teacher told him, "You have looked for one that is just good for you, instead of coming back
empty handed. That is marriage!"

"What is Friendship then?" the student asked.

The teacher said, "in order to answer that question, go to the same field and choose the
wheat that appears nice to you. The rule is the same."

The student went to the field. This time he is very careful. As he started scanning the field, he
has picked many grains that suited his taste and come back to the teacher.

The teacher told him, "You looked for one that is just nice for you, and did not look for the best.
That is Friendship".

Note: Someone shared this with me. Does anyone fully understand the meaning of this parable?

Monday, May 10, 2010

NOTE on Enigma of Poems

These two poems were written out of strong emotions mostly. I had not planned the idea or more intricate mechanics or style of the poems. After having written or more precisely put together the poems, I did some analytical research on them and noticed these subtleties. I can't claim the ideas were mine but I did in fact write them. They are indeed original poems.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Sapling - 2002

Amidst the eye of a storm stood a sapling forlorn
Between two mighty spruces were branches of scorn

Taken much longer to sprout from its roots
Beckoned to land far beyond its astute

Each season yields aspirations anew
But nature's temper brings about a feud

To conform or defy with its branches up high
The young sapling waits looking mystified

Follow the Path - 2000

Follow the path of age and time, it will address;
Blissful ignorance, sentiment youth once possessed.

Follow leaders of power for we can't discern,
Greed--arrogance, authority often do churn.

Follow large masses, amongst the crowded we'll stand;
Misguided off course, stripping away our own stance.

Follow the logic of wisdom and then we'll see,
That not everything is what it appears to be.

Follow the unfortunate and terminal lives,
Ask what they desire? Nothing, just to survive.

Follow your heart when you are lost or a flounder;
Know you have choices, support from those around you.

Face these reflections, for mirrors only foresee;
The one looking back is who you are meant to be.