Have you felt love in the air?

Have you felt a magical spell while watching the changing colours of the sky? 

Have you felt a whirlwind of thoughts at the quietest of places? 

Have you felt connected with the music of the wind? 

Have you been open to receive all the emotions in your heart?

Has the call of the roaring waves raced your heart?

Have you befriended with the shooting stars? 

Have you hiked in the jungles making your own path?

Have you watched lightning in a pitch dark sky? 

Have you found a way up in the mountains with a flashlight?

Have you watched fireflies at night? 

Have you watched the colourful wings of a butterfly? 

Have you watched eagles flying high? 

If only you surrendered yourself completely to the moment, finding completeness in nothingness.

I am 
the streets I tread upon;
colours smeared on the walls; 
the dust, wind, rain or snow.

The loud laughter, faint smile;
hidden tears, anger;
The emotions I float upon.

I am
the noise, the silence;
the constant and the still;
the rush of the city;
laid back vibe of the town.

A lonely beach, mountain top;
a wild jungle, starry sky;
I call home. 

The Beach

Walking bare feet on the beach like planting pecks on blistering sand;

the endless sea touching the horizon,

the subtle breeze soothing the sultry bodies like flavour of mint in fresh lime juice;

the sand slipping through toes like showers of light rain on the body, mind and soul;

glittery specks in sand illuminate the body as I sit nonchalantly on the land;

the scintillating, dancing ebbs and flows look magical under the mighty Sun’s glow;

shiny shells and glistening pebbles better clasped in hands than half dug in sand;

the thunderous thousand claps of waves ceaselessly slap water till the bay;

The clonk of coconuts hanging on the trees, birds flying by and dogs playing carefree. 

Take the chance today you’re being offered as tomorrow it would be someone else’s turn. You won’t get anything in life until you ask for. Dream, ask, believe in yourself and go for it. Don’t waste time in discussion or argument. Keep writing your destiny in the diary of your life. 

Dejection is normal but that drives you crazy to turn the abstract idea into reality. 

People would never understand about your dreams coz they are yours. 

Live them, make them come true and then they will understand. Don’t wait for the right time or the next moment. Create your own dreams now.

The smile will get deeper with your achievements so will your wrinkles with time. The best weather to ski is this winter, the best moment to travel is now. The best time to learn to walk even a baby knows will come with crawling first and falling a hundred times.

Fall to rise again, drown to swim again. Don’t sit at home thinking that you’ll fail or it’s not the time now. People will tell you it’s not your age or it’s for the boys/girls. People would question you about the reason of your dreams. I have realised coz they have never answered the knock of the chances or dared to listen to the call during the dreams we sleep for.

Farewell

The days will pass but the memories would stay fresh in our minds 

like dried flowers nonchalantly kept,

 but still spreading the sweet fragrance to remind 

Passing from the alleys

Or sitting in the office 

The tough and selfless decisions 

Would be missed

We come and leave footprints 

on the sands of time

Receiving new projects 

on the journey of our lives

May Our Beloved Master hold your hand

with benevolent love and care

to persevere and tread ahead

The way you look at things matter the most. Your moods and patterns fluctuate according to the situations in life. 

There are highs and lows like the tides in the ocean you admire for hours sitting at a beach. Acceptance of your true self is the basic essential. Once you accept the real you hidden among the notoriety of judgements, loving yourself becomes the priority. Throw away the garb, the sheets, the camouflage, the poster image for everyone. 

What does your heart desire my love? Ask questions to your inner self. Accept loss, pain, disease just like you make love.

Ask yourself, manifest your own dreams without escaping reality. Speak it out. 

If there’s sadness, it’s momentary just like the winds of happiness that brush your face. Accept your bruises, guilts, desires like the hickeys you wear on your body. 

I will have a sound sleep tonight as I spoke to you about my fears and doubts. I may have rambled but wanted someone to just listen to me. For the longest time, I have waited for this slumber. 

I don’t need my sleeping pills tonight maybe I would feel the need tomorrow. 

What matters the most is the moment I breathe now. Tomorrow I may be dead.

While reading these words, I want you to keep a hand on your heart to feel the beats for three seconds. Follow the pace and rhythm, close your eyes and let the memories of love, loss, pain, flash in front of your tired eyes. Yes, you have faced these times and the memories are fading now. Going through a trauma you’ve shed tears, felt pain in the heart. 

What made you strong? Time. It moves slowly when you wish it to pass like a wind. You’re a fighter. Yes, you are. 

Let me just look at you when you smile.

Let me listen to you while you confide. 

Let me just hug you like it’s the last time. 

Let me say all the things through silence. 

Let me drive you to faraway lands. 

Let me carry your emotional baggage.

Let me hold your hand.

Let me be at your side in moments of despair.

Let me just know when you need me,

I’ll be there.

The comfort in the discomfort of a bed of rocks;

The stability in the movement of water;

The beauty in the rawness of nature;

The candle lit room during nights;

The perfume of flowers during pale mornings;

The subtle smile after teary eyed times;

The simple joys lived during complex days and nights.