Religious moments

When I went out, the weather was crisp. It would definitely rain in the evening. I drove to the temple. After the puja, it started raining. The rain cleaned the idols decorating the gopuram. The raindrops fell on the stone slabs covering the ground like crackers. They slided down the tall brass tower like boats sliding down a water slide.

The brass leaves on the brass tower trembled. The raindrops fell like garland of pearls from the tip of the brass leaves. Oh, wait! I’ll collect them! The temple was purified.
I sat watching the rain. In the yard, the trees touched the ground due to the weight of the raindrops. The rain smudged the rangoli drawn from rice flour, kumkum, and turmeric. It flowed like a colorful river with flowers floating on it; a vase with flowers and floating candles! Sensuous!

The jingling of anklets on feet of kids and women! The hymns of bangles on the round hands of women! The sound of rain on the fibre shelter was like beating of drums. The murmuring of devotees was like mantras. So beautiful!

After an hour or so, the rain stopped. I drove back with a calm and peaceful mind. Was the drizzle cleansing me off my thoughts, actions, and deeds? I felt nice and fresh. Rain on me, more!
I’m awfully hungry. Can anyone prepare coffee for me?

Happy Marriage Anniversary 

A pleasant Surprise for you Di 

I know if you are reading this …you will come to know I am talking about the most wonderful day in your life …Every girl doesn’t forget it ever

HAPPY MARRIAGE ANNIVERSARY

Today is your Marriage Anniversary Di …I am sharing this post once more for you ..despite of my exam tommorow…you must be busy celebrating the same with Jiju…wishing you a happy married life forever.

Here’s  a pleasant surprise for you

How would you feel to know that I was present at your marriage ceremony even though we didn’t knew each other.

It was 22 May 2015. For first time I had come to Shanti Nagar…where my father’s friend Rakesh Soni once lived. Now he has shifted to Pune.I hate the humid and hot climate of Mumbai in summers as I literally get drenched in sweat.

I had just come to the venue Bapa Sitaram Temple  thinking it was a temple of Lord Ram and Godess Sita.But it was a temple of Saint Sitaram. At the same time there was a marriage ceremony going on.I felt the presence of someone very close to me.

Curiosity pulled  me towards the marriage pandal even though I was an uninvited person by both the parties.The feeling of someone close to me became stronger and stronger. 

I stopped. I saw you dressed in red transparent saree and blue blouse standing alongwith your sister.

I realised this just 3-4 days ago when I saw the photo your sister in one of your posts .She is an unique person and can be identified easily.

Your spouse wore a dark red sherwani.The remarkable thing was he hadn’t shaved yet he looked very handsome. The stage bore his name S –  –  –  – – H and yours written in yellow colour.

I could sense the feeling of happiness and satisfaction on your face getting married to a person whom you like most and at the same time a feeling of sadness for leaving behind your family… the persons whom you love the most.

I felt like I should walk upto the stage and  talk with you but since we were unknown to each other ..also I was a stranger and uninvited guest …somehow I controlled myself and walked away.

Yet happy to be a part of most important day of your life.

Introspection 

When I wear the wings of my dreams,

Then I sing the song of my life,

When I hum the tune of my wishes,

Then I write the enchanting words of delight.

Golden hair strands, roll over my forehead,

I carefully put them aside,

This is when, I look into my own dreamy eyes,

I turn to the keyboard, I smile and I write.

Flowers of ecstacy, spreads their fragrance in the air,
I look at the thorns, that pricked me, once in disguise,
Suddenly I realize, What I have inside,
The most valuable possession is life…

The curls of my hair, flutter in the air,

The lashes of my eye, blink and I sigh,
Looking at the past is a long lost lane,
I wandered here and there, never wanting to be sane…

Raindrops asked me to sit and introspect,
I love rains, I finally have to give them respect,
The winds moved and then took a new way,
I realized my life was simple, yet on a highway…

I look out of my long –glass-window pane,

I see someone running to me, I realize its rain!
I stepped in my own shows, removing the mask over me,
The shining face beneath was making a plea,

Then I realized…

Colors of mist may mock in pride,

Devils of past may ridicule in every premise,
But I look into the mirror,this is when I smile,
I know, I haven’t lost myself, I am a true being inside.

Good feelings 

Have a good feelings for everyone.

Good feelings for others are like ointments that heal wounds and re-establish friendships & relationships.

Good feelings are generated in the mind, are transmitted through your attitude and are reflected in your eyes & smile.Smiling opens our heart.

When you do not upset yourself thinking about how others must change & instead you concentrate on your own change.