The winds are moving pleasant.. the trees blooming pleasant.. The tree was mere a sparse bunch of sticks is now filling up with lavish green color.. Sun shining on them to give them golden shine..Yellow lavender blossoms are heads up to add new fresh look to the scene.. And spotless blue skies above that, make the scene Picture perfect !!
The scene is Reflected on the glass building and the glass in turn reflecting it down on the Earth.. To walk through the scene (metaphorically).. I walk on that lonely road and feet just drag me slower.. Feeling the warmth of nature..on the way to office.. and and enter office in fresh mood :)
Also with nature I am enjoying spring , a new beginning after some cold time.. I am ready to enjoy the crispy weather.
Oh lord nature, grant me energy to enjoy this! And let my life be like spring forever !!
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Saturday, January 31, 2009
मी एक रात्रि त्या नक्षत्रांना पुसले
मी एक रात्रि त्या नक्षत्रांना पुसले
“परमेश्वर नाही घोकत मन मम बसले
परि तुम्ही चिरंतन विश्वातील प्रवासी
का चरण केधवा तुम्हास त्याचे दिसले?
तो आहे किंवा नाही कुणा न लागे ठाव
प्रज्ञेची पडते जिथे पांगळी धाव
गवसे न किनारा, फिरे जरी दर्यात
शतशतकांमधुनी शिडे उभारून नाव!”
स्मित करून म्हणाल्या मला चांदण्या काही
“तो मुक्त प्रवासी फिरत सदोदित राही
उठतात तमावर त्याची पाऊलचिन्हे-
त्यांनाच पुससि तू, आहे की तो नाही!”
-कुसुमाग्रज
“परमेश्वर नाही घोकत मन मम बसले
परि तुम्ही चिरंतन विश्वातील प्रवासी
का चरण केधवा तुम्हास त्याचे दिसले?
तो आहे किंवा नाही कुणा न लागे ठाव
प्रज्ञेची पडते जिथे पांगळी धाव
गवसे न किनारा, फिरे जरी दर्यात
शतशतकांमधुनी शिडे उभारून नाव!”
स्मित करून म्हणाल्या मला चांदण्या काही
“तो मुक्त प्रवासी फिरत सदोदित राही
उठतात तमावर त्याची पाऊलचिन्हे-
त्यांनाच पुससि तू, आहे की तो नाही!”
-कुसुमाग्रज
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?
He came and sat by my side but I woke not.
What a cursed sleep it was, O miserable me!
He came when the night was still;
he had his harp in his hands,
and my dreams became resonant with its melodies.
Alas, why are my nights all thus lost?
Ah,
why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?
What a cursed sleep it was, O miserable me!
He came when the night was still;
he had his harp in his hands,
and my dreams became resonant with its melodies.
Alas, why are my nights all thus lost?
Ah,
why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?
with thanks form "Gitanjali"
by Rabindranath Tagore.
Nobel prize for literature, 1913.
by Rabindranath Tagore.
Nobel prize for literature, 1913.
Monday, January 12, 2009
One Sparkling morning..
Bright Golden treasure
at the edge of mountain..
Birds sing to sugary sweetness,
At One Sparkling morning.
Birds sing to sugary sweetness,
At One Sparkling morning.
-A Haiku.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Music
The music just make you feel so happy… takes you the voyage long away you are living, long away you are being …
the way you are feeling that the moment :-).
Far beyond the worries , far beyond the friends far beyond the depth of thinking !!!
And leaves you in the heaven of your thoughts .. the dreams come true there , for the moment you live the way you always want to be like…. Life is no more worry no more pain no more living .. it becomes just being !! in the world of the own !! and probably with The one who rules the romance in you ..
Its not so spontaneous ever.. its like just feeling to be in heaven.. where signs also become meaningless and just the words flow like the romantic rain drizzles on you!!
the way you are feeling that the moment :-).
Far beyond the worries , far beyond the friends far beyond the depth of thinking !!!
And leaves you in the heaven of your thoughts .. the dreams come true there , for the moment you live the way you always want to be like…. Life is no more worry no more pain no more living .. it becomes just being !! in the world of the own !! and probably with The one who rules the romance in you ..
Its not so spontaneous ever.. its like just feeling to be in heaven.. where signs also become meaningless and just the words flow like the romantic rain drizzles on you!!
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