Let the Rain Come Down –

And wash away my tears Let it fill my soul and drown my fears Let it shatter the walls for a new, new sun A new day has come.When darkness closes in, look for the light on the horizon. Though you feel you will be crushed by the weight of a thousand doubts and fears, and the knife of despair hovers above your heart, hope remains, for when the hands of your maker are holding you, fear will flee from the Light 🙂

“I always like walking in the rain, so no one can see me crying.”  ― Charles Chaplin

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Hurt

Pain this strong and deep that I can’t even breathe,
It makes a hole in my heart that I can feel every time.
Why does it hurt so much that I don’t even want to live,
Why does it feel this bad when things were good a moment ago.

Love gives you happiness but it can give you big scars,
Love can heal you at times but it can damage your heart.
I am not sure whether I would like to fall in love again or not,
As its one thing that can give you pain more than any other thing in the world.

How can I experience love without pain,
Or shall I learn that pain is another name for love.
How do I resolve this mystery of love,
So that I can love but do not fall in love.

I am a happy soul wandering around this world,
I am not sure if this pain is for me really.
But then we say that happiness and pain are different sides of the same coin,
How can I still feel the emotions and not get absorbed really.

Writing here making my heart a little lighter I feel,
Sharing the pain making me feel a little bit alive again.
I just feel sometimes that life is too short to experience the stress,
But then another times I can’t avoid it at any cost and it makes me insane. 😥 😦

Struggle

This struggle within that makes me shout aloud,

This war zone within that makes me tired and injured.

The pursuit of happiness takes me far away somewhere,

The curiosity to know it all makes me go everywhere.

The struggle to find the answers of deep hidden questions,

No matter how much I laugh but seriousness takes over sometimes.

No matter how much I ignore but this life’s mystery get me curious,

I want to know what is life and what is it all about, is it too much to ask?

May be yes as everyone finds it hard to answer such questions once in their life,

May be not as we might not have explored the areas within ourselves.

I used to think that I would do anything to find the answers that will give me peace,

But sometimes time is all you need and time can resolves things in itself.

And try to find the answers of my questions.

But the very next moment another question crossed my mind – is there any one answer to any of these questions?

How would I know that this is the right answer?

How would I know that this is the only answer?

How would I know that this is the right question?

How would I know what is right and what is wrong at the end?

So now the mind is even more tired than ever and it is about to give up,

Poor heart is overwhelmed seeing the mind so defeated.

That’s when the soul gets connected to universe and search for answers,

That’s when one gets the answers to all the questions through that powerful universe around.

Why was it that simple to find when already put so much effort into it?

Because one needs to feel the pain to find the answers just the way one wants to live this life.

Just the curiosity is not enough but one needs to prove the worthiness to those answers,

One should be at last ready to receive after crying out loud for help in the universe.

‘Festival of Colors’

Colors ruled the streets as people of all ages with faces and clothes smeared in myriad of hues celebrated #Holi , a harvest festival which marks the onset of spring season in India.

The ‘Festival of Colors’ saw revelers pour onto streets across the country, smearing and splashing powder, known as ‘gulal’ and water on others to celebrate the triumph of good over evil.

Water-filled balloons were hurtled down from rooftops and balconies as cries of ‘Holi hai’ reverberated the streets.

From youngsters and the elderly to the widows of Vrindavan, the ‘gulal’ spared none as revellers danced to the accompaniment of drums.

A relatively warm day paved way for a perfect Holi, as colored water drenched people inside and outside homes, bidding adieu to winter.

All Smiles

CHILDREN IN THE HIMALAYAS PHOTO BY VOLKER ABELS

Ah the innocence of a child, a smile or two of joy, simplicity but so much fun….One day, maybe life will become simple and not so complicated and expensive so all the children of the world can enjoy, not just the corporations exploiting the minds of our children!