Sunday, November 1, 2015


I am imperfect
I do make mistakes
Sometimes big
Sometimes small
Sometimes I hide
Afraid to lose respect n appreciation
I do make mistakes
I no longer punish myself
I no longer fall in ditch of guilt
I am ready to accept them
I am ready to wear consequences
I am ready never to repeat them
Not ready to chew them continuously n suffer
Not ready to stop flow of love
Not ready to disrespect me
I am imperfect

Overburdened with Spirituality

I observed that many times spiritual people including me get so overwhelmed with their wisdom n understanding of life that they start feeling, there can't be anything beyond their reach in human experience. Sometimes without feeling other person's heart n her being, they start pouring their experience n what is the right way of doing the things.
Many times, experienced spiritual people are so clouded in their own concepts that before other person open up, they start telling what they will be feeling.
I don't know what is the right way of sharing wisdom n experience with others but one criterion must be there...the willingness of other to receive.
Yesterday, when I poured my life wisdom without being sensitive that other person might not be willing n nobody likes free advice, it was really revealing to know that I started doing something which I don't appreciate in others...pouring their experiences on my head without feeling my energy space n willingness to receive at that moment.
My friends, in case, you become the target of my wisdom sometimes n you don't tune with it. Please remind me...we all are individual n have our own journey.
Yes...I do make mistakes :):)


You have come like a storm
Sweeping away all old in me
You have come like a fire
Burning away all false in me
Who are you?

You are not the love I knew
You have become part of me through eyes.
You live in me all the time
Is there something beyond love also?
When I fall,
You don't hold me
When I cry,
You don't give me your hand

Still I feel your presence protecting me all the time
Have I entered in some mystery with you?
I don't understand it
I don't know how to express it
I live it
I feel loved n nourished
But, can't say what it is.

Love for loved ones

Hard to accept
I am helpless
If seed of change is not there,
Nothing can be done
I see pain in my loved ones's eyes
I see the way to come out

My words will not reach them
My intentions are bound to be misunderstood

I listen them
I sense their despair
I shower my love
I share my smile

I no longer try to enlighten them
I keep quiet
I wait...
May be someday
Someone might ask
Where to start journey?
Till then...
I respect their freedom
I respect their choice of life
I respect their journey of growth
And trust mystery of universe.


One more time,
Flying in the sky

Don't know
Love for life
Or, someone has knocked my heart again

Only time can disclose the truth

Dreams do end
Bring back to ground
Life grows
Takes higher towards sky


I lived in an illusion of perfection
Realized very late
There is no perfect family
There is no perfect upbringing possible

Life is vast
Running in many dimensions
There is no way to judge anything

If mother is caring,
People have different difficulties,
If mother is insensitive,
People have different issue

Whatever is the case?
Every individual goes through challenges

I wish

I wish...
"To be" as it is with you.
Where I don't need to probe my worth
I don't need to hide my tears
I am not afraid to remain impotent sometimes

I am as I am
No layers imposed
My being expands in your presence
Becomes as delicate as it was born with.