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I would find you!

I would find you In any version of reality, In any life, in any circumstance, I would find you! In any situation, in any life This life or that life, In hundred lifetimes, I would find you!  Through those sleepless nights and restless days, beneath moonless skies, with teary eyes, I would find you! In warm summer breeze or the cold wintry night, In music of rains, or in the autumn dry I would find you! Through the silent nights and the gazing minds, Through the midnight talks, and in between the lines, I would find you! You are the weakest thread and my strongest hope, for the tears i hold,  and the joys you serve, To have it all and all in all in the hundredth world  yet another time to come again... for yet another life.. to be yours and to make you mine... I would find you! I would find you, Till time has time.

Rainbow of Life!

The God's own way of reassuring to the world that there exist colors behind the darkness of black and grey!! Rainbow in the sky of Delhi!

That last day!

I looked at you You looked at me, for the questions unasked, and the answers unknown, I wish we could say, on that last day! It made me cold the look in your eyes, which could be felt, but could not be seen, I wish we could make, on that last day! The scribbles on shirt and the shiver of touch, the smile on lips, and the missing beats, to continue it all, I wish we could say, on that last day! There were people around though silence within, my day was alive, but something died, i wish i could collect, what i left behind, is that last day! Through unspoken lines there were thousand signs, wish we could see, and made them realize, I wish i could stay, on that last day! Though the time has passed and we can count the years, i wish we could meet, before the final goodbye, I don't want to die, before that last day!                                        

Through the mind of a rain lover!

It was about to rain, combination of grey black clouds and cool breeze was adding to the mood of weekend. I closed my eyes to feel the bliss, nature has bestowed on us.  The face to feel the coolness of breeze, the wetness of raindrops, to experience the magic of silence admist the thunder and to see the beautiful colors beneath the grey sky.  The peace is magical, the joy unknown.  A rain lover..we find meaning of life in rain. To an extent of relating it to the peace of mind and happiness. Loving the sound of rain drops falling on leaves, the sound of rain on water, the thunder comes naturally to us.  A walk alone in the rain take us near to the god, its gloomy and bright at the same time. Nature talks to you, comes close to you,to ask for the wish you ever wanted to, to cleanse your wandering mind and soul.  You talk to yourself, to your soul, to the one which is hiding behind the worldly mask, the you...the actual You!! And that you is different from what the world see

Book Review: The Palace of Illusions

Author: Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni Publisher: Picador India ISBN: 978-0-330-45853-5 Pages: 360 'Panchali's Mahabharat' - says it all!  The author has given Draupadi a chance, well deserved, to voice her opinions, feelings and thoughts over the biggest battle of mythological India.  Mahabharta has always been described as out of the world tale of heroic men, their values, beliefs, perceptions and their outlook of the world and people. The author adds another dimension to the narration of this folklore.  The book trails the life of Panchali - wife of five Pandava brothers, the story of her birth, her lonely childhood, her relationship with her brother, her marriage, fondness for Arjun, secret emotional connect with Karna, sour yet perfunctory relationship with kunti, undying hatred for Kaurvas and story of her revenge....all in her words.  The beauty of the tale is though the reader knows the series of events, its characters and the end, yet look forward for

Mystic Kashmir!

Kashmir....ahhh what to say!! Adjectives would fall short!! Nothing can replace the experience of being there!! So without wasting your time and word....some of Kashmir through my lens... The Dal Lake Sunset at The Dal  En-route Sonmarg Horse ride towards sonmarg glacier At the glacier Towards Srinagar from Sonmarg Dal Lake in the evening from House Boat Dining Room in the Houseboat En route to Pahalgam 'Mini Switzerland' at Pahelgam 'Betaab Valley' at Pahelgam Gulmarg! "Agar firdous baroye zameen ast, hami asto, hami asto hami asto"  - Amir-e-Khusru