Relationships

 

Relationships speak of moments shared with people who help define who we are today! ...

Scriptures are universal

 

ALL SCRIPTURES ARE UNIVERSAL..

DIVINE.. AND ETERNAL.. EVEN

THOUGH

INTERPRETATIONS

CAN BE

SUBJECTIVE.. AND

MEANINGS

UNVEILED SITUATIONAL..

YET THEY ALWAYS

SATIATE SOULS WITH THEIR VERY

INTONATION..

Blinded by money

 

we strive all our lives to shade a handful of relationships but get blinded by the color of money instead..

Thought waves

 

The changing trends in Fashion personify the ripple effect of thought-waves

across the world!

Make-up Artists

 

If Education is the face of the Future, we need to amend its make-up artists!

Right time

 

WORDS

SPOKEN AT THE RIGHT TIME CAN

TRANSFORM

LIVES

Unique to that moment

 

With just 26 alphabets and centuries of words written, sung, spoken.. We still find something fresh, something beautiful.. For every experience, every Dawn, each emotion unveils reflections unique to that moment

Heard and Said

 

It isn't what is said. Its what we hear that determimes

OUR reaction

Write our story

 

Everything in this

universe comes together to

Write our story

Unwrap every morning

 

Each day of our life is truly a gift, with so many layers, that we unwrap every morning and find 24 hrs of ethereal music itching to be strung in unique unmatched notes..

Almost touch of Divinity

 

It hurts, this almost-touch of Divinity, in moments that fade quicker than a flickering flame or whiff of air, enhancing the missing within..

God frolics in our hearts

 

God frolics in our hearts, and because Divinity is incomprehensible, one can only imagine HIS

capacity to go on playing like this..

Slivers of heart

 

Sometimes hurt shatters into shards of broken pain

leaving scars that might fade

in a semblance of healing but what shifts inside that vulnerable core which involuntarily protective throws up walls that hold it's fragile essence forever at bay nothing dies except that light

shrouded in darkness stranger to all the senses for none weeps not even the Self

unconsciously burying slivers of heart into that cell..

Emotional clinging

 

Emotional clinging feels like holding sand tightly in our fists.. that naturally escapes.. leaving only a desire to wash away. the grit

goodbyes like the semblance of the breeze. in that fleeting touch of hair softly blown across the face. or getting into our eyes

relations never breathe like that tree who shelters so many retaining their freedom to fly away at will

crazed like the musk deer we run around in frenzied search of a satiation held within all along

and hope dies every moment.. like that tiny dewdrop drying up as if it never was.. only to tremble with lush expectation of each new day.

Respond in kind

 

whatever the provocation, pleasantness works. in a natural requisite to look good people invariably respond in kind..