Monday, March 08, 2010

Verse

Do you see someone Smiling at you?
May be someone is shedding a tear
In some inexplicable pain.
Do you feel it??

The tender hand that shines your shoe
Or the table of the street side cafe
That you just sipped your Masala Chai at -
Munching hot samosas and giggling with your friends!
Do you notice the callouses on the hands
That need to actually practice Alphabet?

The plea of a dainty tone
High pitched, almost like a cry!
Begging for food -
Or just begging you to buy
The magazine, the trinket bag
Or the bunch of greens!
Do you hear? Or do they fall
Into a deaf ear
Stuffed with the plug-ins
of your sleek iPod??

You may feel you are too little
To actually bring about a change -
To lend a hand or an ear
Or just flash a smile to
mock that tear!
Feel not that you can't change
For Change comes
Slowly, surely
Like the seasons -
From Cold to warmth!
Once you learn to
Stop and see
Or hear or feel -
You start to heal!
Stop to notice - to step out of yourself
Your selfish self!!
You'll probably touch a life
Save a childhood
Or Just
Spread a hope!

Friday, March 05, 2010

Memories

This one is stuck in my head from my childhood days. Don't know where I first read it or how it is so strongly embedded into my memory - Weird!

Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
the darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.

2. Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day;
earth's joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
change and decay in all around I see;
O thou who changest not, abide with me.

3. I need thy presence every passing hour.
What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power?
Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.

4. I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless;
ills have no weight, and tears not bitterness.
Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if thou abide with me.

5. Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes;
shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee;
in life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Belief

When all else shun support
You come and stand by me
You take my cares away
And guide me with your light.
My Heavenly Father -
Be my friend
My guide!
My greatest strength
And hope .

Saturday, February 20, 2010

When Life throws a Lemon at you -

Get a magarita (virgin one if you are a teetotaler) , cut the lemon into half - and enjoy away! - Aarti's mom

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Losin resolutin

They say that just around V'day, the resoultions go to the dogs ....sometimes what they say is true!

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Happy valentine!

May there be love all over the world - Love and just love!

Happy Valentine.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

This records

The best birthday yet - celebrated according to Aarti's specification. Am hopelessly tired and dizzy to blog further - Here's a promise of a revisit!

Double Promise - as Aarti puts it.

And I have

Backlogs that I'll clear with a LOVE theme!
Pretty soon ;-)

Growing Up!


The apple of my, the joy of my life - My little princess with dimples and shampoo commercial hair, my sunshine, my moonlight - answer to all my prayers, Our daughter Aarti turns four - I turn a year too as a mom!

:-)

Saturday, February 06, 2010

Bliss called Swiss.


Open the window -
The world around is one big
Effortless, ubiquitous scenery.
Waterfalls entwine into mountains
Making love to the lush foliage
Punctuating every other view
That feasts the eye.
Lakes are friends with meadows
Hanging around together
And gurgling with glee.
Green is a different shade,
A brighter shade, a livelier shade!
Who says he is not partial??
Open the window
Look through it.
The world there is one big Canvas
Painted with loads of love,
Perfection unfolds
In every blade of grass,
In every bump of the land.
The air feels crispier, the wind swifter
Lulling the mind into an eternal bliss -
A vision so pretty
That Angels should dwell there -
Fairies should toil there
Sculpting every detail.
No human invention
Can ever recreate the magic
No human heart
Can ever forget the magnificence
Of God's own country -
If there is one, this should be it!