he was by the lake
he liked the reflection tht the waters
shone on the surface..
fresh green and dense

he cud see mermira playing in the distance..
fields

then he saw her
and he couldnt believe his eyes
long hair blue eyed

she did'nt look the sorts
who wud save the photos of the project and him
mirmira had told him tht she did this ..
he was taken aback

a journey that never stops

Empty handed and the woods,
A gentle breeze, a whiff of jasmine

I break into a swing,
And drown

Into the waters
Tender heart’s cry

Will my lover hear it?
Will it travel the world
to reach him

Deeper still,
A moan

How much deeper will I have to go?

The earth joins in ..
She dances too..

flutter in the waters..
I have to go!
to take a breath..

Still, swinging in the woods..
My Love, did u hear me?

Winds roar and I hear no answer..
The Earth has stopped too.

I put my head down,
And look at my Hobbit feet,
& know that I have to go!

Empty handed and the woods,
My Love did you hear me?

" It is I who seareth"

I sit outside the mansion gates,
The hour is primrose.
Then the tingling sensation..
Again..
I rise fast.. the hour is passing by
& I have to go.
In ( search ) of the Light.

I walk, slight steps a first,
then more and move away.
into the vast expanse
towards the destination.
Wind starts blowing,
Gentle now, nippy though.
I adjust my royal blue shawl;
thinking that this
Light that burns inside my mind
has to find the Great Light , now!
Why? I know not. I just know the
urgency.

Faster steps, the street starts
shaping up as perhaps my dreams?!
Or my nightmares.
I can fight both..
to get to the reality of
the Great Truth.
(?) truth, ha!

Wind blows harder now,
The steel,copper & zinc hangs
on the periphery.
My beige skirt tucks in .
It refuses to move as fast as my steps.
I have to go.

Platelet, multi-curved,
Shining, seeming to turn &



run along with me..
I gasp for breath.

The hour is inky now,
Vast stones of Khajuraho
just hang in the air.
Airborne (?)
Is this the space where
I find the Great Other.!

Will this be the unity of Lights^
tht i have been breathing over..//
I go on..
Now the meadows,
Stream and the Pitch Black,
Her gurgle keeps me alive,
My hairs have torn..
Eyes are steadfast.
Watering blue holes..
Black is turning ochre,
Golden, perhaps!
I walk slowly now,
Somehow seem to be at rest..
The cyclane is closing in.
This is perhaps the end of my first journey.

I turn my pages and check the time,
Its four!
Turn to sleep?
Turn to rise,
Time to go home.


I should fly next time

he was standing at the mountain edge watching the town below
he saw the lill girl playing, under the giant oak,
it was evening time- the sun was about to set,
he wondered if she may fall off the cliff.. sometime while playing, but realised ( nothing,a man won't think this ..

the city children are different from the ones that grow with nature..
she looked like 4.. 5... he looked at her loose limbs playing with the boulders like it was a fancy game.
she was jumping among them. agile.
just then she saw him too
and ran towards him.
she stopped a few feet away and
looked like wanted to sink,
as she caught herself
he sat down on a boulder slowly,
interestingly looking at her..
soft voice, are you mr aVrishq
hmm yes,

the sun cast orange golden rayz on her face
you know my mummy told me you have come to build the 'big project in our village, is that true?
are we going to have a big building built here, in our village..
yes, thats true.
its been going on for a lot of time, isnt it?
she started talking like she was never going to stop..

he looked at her large eyes fleid with water which gave her a look of enthusiasm