That is what makes you Smile

 It is not the perfection in life,

Nor your life in perfection,

It is the love in your eyes

And the happiness in your cries,

that is what makes you smile!

It is not your Success in your stories

Nor the story of your success,

It is the number of trials after failure

And the will to Endure

that is what makes you smile!

It is not the best of people around

Nor the people around who are best,

It is the Uniqueness of human emotions,

the care, the hugs, the snarl and rejections

that is what makes you smile!

All those imperfect perfections 

Right from the start

that made you mature by thought

Though You may have realized of late

That is what makes you smile, 

Right from your Heart.

The Rainbow festival 🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈

The Rainbow Festival Or The festival of Colours 

Yes, The famous Indian festival Holi... is the festival of Colours... I'd like to call it the 'Rainbow festival'

Just like the many festivals celebrated in India, Holi too has cultural, mythological as well as a spiritual Significance. White is considered as the symbol of purity. THE WHITE LIGHT BREAKS UP INTO A SPECTRUM OF WAVELENGTHS OR RATHER PUT IT THIS WAY... IT IS A COMBINATION OF MANY VARIED COLOURS EACH WITH ITS OWN WAVELENGTH AND FREQUENCY..... JUST LIKE THE HUMAN BEINGS, THEIR EMOTIONS, THEIR LIFE SITUATIONS AND RELATIONS.

Holi is yet another indian festival of harvest and colours.  The harvesting in different regions of india occurs at different time phases of year..due to the regionally differing indian climate. Holi marks the end of winter almost completely in North India. Indians joyfully celebrate with colours such that the day appears to be painted with a rainbow of colours.

 Why play with colours? .... The play with colours is a mere significance that has been long lost... the colours signify the different phases and emotions of life and man. Playing and enjoying the colours on Holi  signifies that one must accept, balance and enjoy all the colours of life equally... It has a more spiritual significance which is- balance of life is more important than enjoying the more merrier phases or colours of life. Life is a bundle, a package and a colourful rainbow. Each colour gives significance to the other and each shade does the same, without either, neither of the various colours have any existence or meaning. It symbolises that the one who joyfully accepts and embraces the various moments of life without resisting, is the one who truly lives or exists. it is the victory of happiness and bliss over the evils of sorrow and sadness.

In the olden times more natural colours were used but with advancing age of chemicals and techology man has tended more for artificial means of making not just colours but many more things.

Colours, so many with shades so varied,

To chose just one is a difficult task indeed!

To Colour any of your day,

Be it ordinary or a special day.

I would say,

Chose not just one

But all the shades that glitter under the sun.

Though some may be dark and others sober,

Though each one is different from the other...

yet the balance all together.

Just like a Beautiful RAINBOW 

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when a solution becomes a resolved liberation

As we all move up on the ladder of life we face situational dilemmas at each step........... things turn out sometimes positively, according to our needs and wants or at other times they take the other route.....or as we say, it all went wrong. Yet, we fail to understand that whatever,... the issue is resolved and the result is declared..and this simple solution actually relieves us.

waiting for the result is like a bondage that obstructs us from stepping onto the next step of the ladder. Once we know the decision we are free and relieved to move ahead onto the next goal. it is only when we regret and carry over the reminiscences of the previous solutions, we either feel great or lost. we tend to compare the previous gains or losses with the ongoing...ultimately losing focus on the objective/path of life. the moment we keep our options open and embrace the pattern of life..we are free and liberated and all the solutions and results further liberate our thought dimensions. The steps of the ladder in life have to be completed but when they are done with a liberated thought, physical and material bondages (gain and loss) are of no consequence.

My poetic world

I live in a poetic world,
where I romance with the teary pearls of my emotions....
I am not alone nor sad, maybe the outside world may see me so
I smile , I laugh, I ridicule with my selves
I sob, I fight, I taunt with within what dwells
I have leapt past the past desires as I no longer find them merriest
I still learn, as I have always, to swim with my tickling emotions
I have seen that the ripples of all my faces thread only to one string
I enjoy every mood no less than the other
I try to live every mood no more than the other
by doing so I learn the pearls of all my emotions bead
into the string of one happiness and bliss
I live in a poetic world no more colourful than yours
It just needs an eye to look for what it stores

A beautiful life...

Life?!! the word raises so many answers... 'oh life'............. 'hmmm life'.. 'hey thats cool'...'great'.... life is 'Fine'.... 'its tough'....... well at least it has so many colourful views, comments, compliments ;). , and that is what makes life beautiful. Life holds so many moments..moments of happiness, love, care, anger, anguish, sorrow, repentance, loss, victory, grief, guilt.....etc but all for a short period..... each moment is worthless without its counterpart. To realise beauty, one needs to see the ugly. ultimately all the good and the bad exist in coexistence......... to realise one, you need the other...to strike a balance, we need the two ends and that is what makes life the best tutor and the most beautiful one. the beauty of life is in the thought of mere existence. 

silence.... a bliss

The dawn has once again set in to welcome the beginning of another time period, just like a new day, just like the new year. What has this new era brought along? Has it brought lots of cheers, wishes and a celebration? To celebrate what? Is it celebrating the passing of the past moments that were filled with so many episodes, teachings and experiences? Or is it the celebration of something awaited? If so desperately awaited, is it sure to happen in the aspiring future? What has this Time, be it past or the present or the future taught one? Is it going to be the same old wants, needs and fulfilments! then, there is nothing new or different with this new time phase.
Is one locked in these faces of time; past, present and future?
Today as we pass through another new momentary phase, a lasting experience says time is undivided. It is our thoughts and wants that are actually divided. We exist and work towards establishing ourselves in life. We make a living as long as we, our body exists as long as the responsibilities need to be fulfilled. Yet, it is all very temporary, just as the leaving moment, just like the ever-running hands of the clock, the moments too are running! What is permanent then? That which was always with us.  The silence that was always present; but was shadowed by the voices of our thoughts and wants, whose presence is pleasantly felt as the voices are hushed. When the voice is calmed and the noise of our thoughts is quelled, silence peacefully blossoms as the immortal bliss.

silence.... hear me

Have you heard silence...... hmm does it sound weird? its easy....silence can be heard...in the midst of noises, it exists. hear the silence, feel it......cherish it.... its beautiful, yes.... Silence...... is a bliss, total freedom........absolute happiness. Silence unfolds everything but holds nothing.... and that nothing is the ultimate truth.............the complete resolution.....the unbound, immense happiness........... freedom.........peace

A bliss that only gets more blissful

when I look into your eyes, I see a distinct reflection, a single but clear image....yes a face that is mine, brilliantly gleaming in your twinkling eyes. Only a blink of your eye lash would shatter the picture. I love what I view...but never because I see myself! Not a second passes by that your eyes lose me, As long as the picture stays..your sweet smile brings on those small dimples..so refreshing. Do I mean so much to you ! A language only an eye can speak for an eye to understand. Probably this is the bliss of  mother-hood... a bliss that only gets more blissful :)

Nature's mystery or Nature's pride

Every life living on this earth passes through the almost similar phase of growth before actually opening their eyes to see the world. This experience of growth in the protected shell, be it a mother's womb or the hard eggshell is experienced by all, but the experience seems to be buried deep in our thoughts and memories unrevealed. it is just left as an experience that is to be explored.


Around 5-6 weeks they say, it begins its tiny magical movements, the most primitive of all, the aquatic sport. A small, tiny tadpole swimming all the way, which seems so magical, at least for my eyes. Indeed, thanks to the present-day technology.
Did the journey already begin! ... of a life? An experience we all have gone through in our mother’s womb yet puzzling that we have no memory. Probably these are the questions that knock the mind yet remain un-answered. Yet, it is ever beautiful for I can see a new life in me, stretching and quivering. Weeks have passed, the tadpole is now grown. I can feel the presence, I can feel its needs yet only imagine how it feels. With days passing by, I know the few millimetres have grown into few inches. I often ask, “how do you feel little one.... hmmm.... are you crouched in the space that is decreasing as you grow? I know you can hear every word that I speak, I know you can feel every move that I make. Yet, do you really hear me the way I imagine? Do you feel my presence the way I feel yours? Carrying a life within, a mother has many feelings and emotions. Do my passions tickle you when I laugh, do they hurt you when I sob? Science has done so many advances... and they say... u can even dream :).. do you really dream... if so what do you dream little one? Can you imagine the world that you are destined to live in. Do you wonder, or even know that this world is going to be your home for the lifetime?”
Thanks again to the present-day technology, I can timely see you growing up and wiggle inside me. Down inside, it is dark, with many noises and flashing of lights now and then from the outside world. “Are you, my dear, eager to see the world.... that you do not know?”

Nature's mystery or nature's pride, life takes shape in its own miraculous ways. Being a part of nature man has thought of himself to be superior but unknown to the intelligence of humanity, time and nature have always proven their superiority, marvelling the man who remains stranded wondering how things happen. His discoveries have revealed much but much more remains a puzzle that triggers him, excites him and challenges him. The mystery of his own birth is a secret, how, what and why, but it happens. The unborn life learns its ways in the mother's womb and later when it opens eyes to the world, it surprises the world by mastering the survival for its existence.