Lost Friendship

I sit and think, as time passes by

What a great time we had past year

A true friendship, long conversations

Life, events, we had it all figured out

Laughter, caring, outings were frequent

Now I wonder where all that love went



Along the way, something went wrong

Friendship ended, hearts were broken

Deep down, I think you all wanted a break

Watching two best friends; drifting apart

It felt cold, distant, lost and hurt



I wish we can go back to the happier days

We used adore; look out for one another

Without stepping in to each others toes

It’s not important why we became friends

It’s the bond, trust and love that counts





Friends, always be there for one another.

I don’t know if this true or not any more

Million little things that I want to share

I don’t think it holds a value any longer

It’s true; we make new friends all our life

But only few becomes so close to heart



As I cling to the memories that are left

Life goes on; nothing remain the same

We go our separate ways; looking for new

Goals to pursue, new dreams to conquer

I look a round with a sigh; for ‘A Friend’



Room full of people; endless chatters

I see many faces, icy stares & empty smiles

I searched for that spark, warmth & affection

I paused for a moment and realized…

They are not you!! They can never be you!!

Beauty..

If you love...

To my sister;The Buddhist Monk

Feeling of hopelessness and sadness  ran through my veins

Guilt and regret hit me like a thunder storm in a rainy night

I was just powerless to change the decision you have made

Million little pieces of memories flashed in front of my eyes

Countless sacrifices mother had done for you; all those years

To be the career women; she had dreamed  & envision for you

All those dreams came down like a house of cards

I could only close my eyes and searched for answers

Where did we go wrong; for you to leave in despair?

Giving up the things you loved and wanted so much

To become a Buddhist monk, isolated in to wilderness

Wearing a pale yellow robe, you meditate in dead silence

No attraction or repulsion from the world out side to disturb

I hope you'll find the inner peace that you desperately seek

Sheer courage and wisdom to follow the path of enlightment

It’s true; we have chosen very different paths of fulfillment

We may never be the same sisters who hold hands and giggles

But you will always be the one; once I dearly loved and missed

Goodbye my little sister, I am setting you free for the noble cause

May you be the one to heal & guide the many more helpless people

Needy souls to the light at the end of the long and painful tunnel.

Too Often we judge people...

Life is like a Flute.....

Father & Son story

One old man was sitting with his 25 years old son in the train.

Train is about to leave the station.

All passengers are settling down their seat.

As train started young man was filled with lot of joy and curiosity.

He was sitting on the window side.
He went out one hand and feeling the passing air. He shouted, "Papa see all trees are going behind".

Old man smile and admired son feelings.

Beside the young man one couple was sitting and listing all the conversion between father and son.

They were little awkward with the attitude of 25

years old man behaving like a small child.

Suddenly young man again shouted, "Papa see the pond

and animals. Clouds are moving with train".

Couple was watching the young man in embarrassingly.


Now its start raining and some of water drops touches the young man's hand.

He filled with joy and he closed the eyes.

He shouted again," Papa it's raining, water is touching me, see papa".

Couple couldn't help themselves and ask the old man.


"Why don't you visit the Doctor and get treatment for your son."


Old man said,

" Yes, We are coming from the hospital as Today

only my son got his eye sight for first time in his life".


Moral: "Don't draw conclusions until you know all the facts".

Simply Life

When the April spring showers‘re gone

Mist fades away with the morning sun

I see the dew drops on the grass tips

Rays of sunlight beaming from the window

It’s these simple moments that we enjoy

Bring the beauty and serenity to our lives



When everything is meant to be broken

We look for our good friends to stand by

Pray for the miracles to appear in the sky

Some get heart broken, some get lucky

Everyone is left with a story to pass along



Time is our canvas; it’s entirely up to you

How you paint your life’s masterpiece

All that matters is not the end, memories

That you captured in a flash of moment

Your strife’s, struggles, triumphs and joy



When I gaze at the dark cloudless sky

I see one silver star under the moonlight

There’s enough hope, love for every one

But we choose to sit in our dark corner

Wait for the world to solve our problems

All along, Power is within us to find solutions



when you discover the peace within you

you’ll realize what a rare and wonderful

place this world to be born and witness life

God’s greatest gift to us is this one chance

live the life to the fullest with no regrets.

My childhood

My childhood was full of innocence

Time in My world seemed endless

All I cared was to run around circles

Singing & Dancing with my buddies

Sat on the tree house & eating popsicles

Watched the parrots flew over the fields

Everything was bigger and so colorful

Every one was nicer and my best friends

School days were filled with fun & mischief

I did not care for home work or class work

I was always fooling around in the hood

Lots of happy holidays in granny’s house

Laughter, love was never short in her care

Smile was just enough to get things done

It was a hero bike I got for my 10th b’day

I paraded that in town as if I won the lottery

World seemed to be a fair and wonderful place

Love was pure and tenderness prevailed

No obligations or expectations to lived up to

All the good times I shared with my family

I know, my childhood was long gone

But child in me never ever left home