Hiee:)

The overnight mission of scaling Mt Fuji, the toppling tumbling experiences of skiing, the holy feeling of the shrines, the charm of spending lonely hours with my sketchbook and so many more of my experiences that I always wanted to share...I wondered how and where… And here I get my answer… I start to Blog!

I name it…Silent Voice! Hmmm... but Silent Voice here does not represent my personality which many would wrongly interpret. It’s just the little voice I silently want to be heard :)

So with hopes to have some fun here and not bore my readers much, I get going into this new venture...
Adios!

Song of my Mother

This was the first poem that I wrote. I was 10 yrs old then. But even today it is my favorite. I dedicate this poem to the best, most wonderful mother in this world, my mother:). This is how it goes...


The beautiful song of the birds,
Captures the heart of mine,
And I sink in their song,
When I have a heavy heart.

The cold wind blows,
Down to my heart,
And I give up my temper,
When I have a heavy heart.

But the most I like,
Is the song of my Mother,
Which soothes my heart,
When I have a heavy heart.

A Strong Soul

During those lonely hours in a hostel room,when a tender mind is swarmed with many an unanswered questions, nature manifests its healing touch and the thoughts of a fragile mind becomes the words of this poem...

In times of sorrows,
And in moments of agony,
All I crave for,
Is a caress from my loved ones.

Pity thy a person,
The unluckiest one,
For want of caress,
There is no loved one around.

Away far away,
In a world unknown, uncherished,
Where life could be no less than a hell,
Only a strong soul could dwell.

But I am not a strong soul,
Nor can ever dream to be,
Away from the ones,
I always longed to be with.

Then why this torture?
Why this pain?
Why this isolation?
From a world of joy and happiness!

In such a despair,
One night I glared,
Into the vast blue sky,
Adorned with twinkling stars!

I was mesmerized,
My eyes were craving,
For that quest, that unanswered reply,
That were hidden in those beautiful stars.

They were away, far away,
Away in a world of their own,
Isolated, alone, uncared!
But they appeared delirious each time!

They reappeared each night, subtle and silent.
Just to beautify the already beautiful sky.
And in such a deed of goodness,
Enhanced their beauty each time!

That was the reply to my quest,
Which illuminated the inner landscape in me,
For each star depicted,
A soul that God created!

Each person is alone,
And relations are just a support,
Coz finally in the long run,
One must find his own road!!

Time

Time got me golden memories,
Of honest,innocent demeanours,
Of lessons unleashed of a lifetime,
To be vaulted forever and ever.

Time took me past those unseen moments,
When I deplored all the torments,
Besieged by my anxieties,
Savaged,sans,destitute.

Today time takes me,guides me,
Enslaving not just me but every mortal & immortal,
For the better or the worse,
In fine tune with its composition.

Yet I call time my best friend,
Albeit all the hard times or the happy ones,
Coz time and only time I find,
As my ultimate soul healer..!!