Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living. It’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope, and that enables you to laugh at life’s realities.
Source: Brainy Quote
Written on the eve of my kid’s bridging ceremony which is held to mark their end of academic year. The idea is to cross a figurative bridge (from one teacher to the next) in front of friends and parents.
Random musings on going through their yearbooks which is a collection of photos and quotes of every important moment at school in the past year
This life of ours is like a log of wood burning in the star that is the true spirit of everyone
I stood by the ancient fire
One that the souls endure
Neither quelled, nor quenched
With a pang, my heart wrenched.
Started with a benign fondle
Sparked by a Love so pure
Oh ye mother, who stayed strong
How could your ember go so wrong?
My response to those seeking life’s purpose, but unable to find it. My answer to what I think is the true purpose of life.
Hell’s gate opened up
Swallowing me in whole
Crazy as it may seem
’twas not too bad at all.
I followed the path hazy
Leading to nowhere sure.
The way was not that scenic
At least I wasn’t there alone.
Isn’t it fitting that it takes a heart to balance the rhythm of life and love to make some sense of our existence? Here are my thoughts which try to join the, rather, vague dots connecting love, life and that divine touch.
Here’s something that’s never going to make practical sense. The chink in our “survival armour”. The impractical solution that just exacerbated our every day problems. Thanks God!
Continue reading “A Touch of God”
Please do not worry the world will end tomorrow… My thoughts on this whole doomsday thing
This is it! The end of the world or so they say. My condolence to the rest of the world!
We have a very strange history here on earth. For anything that we make, we seek ways to destroy. For all the heart breaks we suffer, we still long to love and do good. I was thinking what god would be thinking, looking at us. My thoughts here.
I wonder what god will have to say
While looking back at us
Will there be pride and joy?
Or anguish and disdain?
That day when we rid ourselves of corruption and greed; that moment when we fight, not among each other but FOR; that fleeting passage of time when we realize WE matter, then we can call ourselves FREE. Till then let us tread the hard path!
Long ago, when the world was chaotic, at a time, when no one knew the meaning of peace, when everything was gloomy, God decided to create a fine feathery creature; perhaps the last ray of light to rid the world of it’s dark times!
I think the name spells Beerto millions of people around the world, but to a traditional Bavarian it is more of a way of having good fun (of course coupled with beer)!
I think the name spells Beer to millions of people around the world, but to a traditional Bavarian it is more of a way of having good fun (of course coupled with beer)!
A poem written for a picture post in a public forum. I could connect with the pic in the form of a struggle a human undergoes at some point in life during the eternal quest for peace.
And here I lie
Trapped in ethereal waters
Of joy and sorrow,
Of ecstasy and pain,
Of life and death!
Sentiments apart, what would god think as a great gesture moving us closer to the higher altar? A poem touching the greater philosophy of life
The beautiful butterfly
Faltered and fell
Its wings broken