Makhtub, living life as it comes

A past to begin, The future to forget Never has the present been more adorable Than the wonders of its presents A walk in the park, A ride on the bus, Add a bud or two And the world becomes a place to behold Smiling in the present is what it does, When the heart is wise and the smile.. True

There never is, a single solution A single pick me up. Solutions you can search within But it never is found, Ask and ye shall receive For the truth is one, the wise men know it as many, The paths may differ, Complications may figure, They are but gifts To become and behave Life is one, gifts are many

A thought Beginning to grow Changing lives and circumstances Destiny aligned to lead beyond and yonder, Eternity is but a word For the hearts running our lives are many... Generic thoughts fail to express the magnanimity Hormonic are the leanings of the heart, Idiotic are its whims.... Keeping them within or without, Jostling for space are thoughts and wishes Living is not a chore, Many are the meanings attached living life, Numbered are the ways you live it out, Only one thing decides how you live out life. Perhaps its divinity or pure love, Questioning is easy, answers but even more evident

It began where it all ends… at home. The boy had just managed to wake up from his daze, sleep had always been a passion, which was but wanting now. The body demanded it; the mind denied it as always. Walking to his usual haunt in a changed metropolis listening to music had never been the same. A new experience was always waiting to happen. Today was anew, spilled over with yesterday’s nuances of a bit of sadness and a bit of pure unadulterated joy, it always was a new beginning. Public transport was just one of the means to move on to these haunts and places where the sound melted away to be one with nature, a means of being one within everything. More on that later… For now let’s come back to the boy. A tad bit over weight, a bit fanciful in thoughts and quite a bit of an conversationalist ( it’s another fact that none understood his speech ;)) started his   journey to one of those fanciful spots again. Now, the public transport system in Bangalore, (two inches o

And then there was light. He had imagined it to be a lot more different than it was but it was light, pure LIGHT nothing more nothing less. When the sage woke up to a morning, they woke up to the smile of conscience. To start with they did not have something called an economy and whatever little they had was pure knowledge, knowledge which had to be just passed on to the next one in line. The planet was no less in size than earth’s bigger protector- Jupiter. In fact unlike the gaseous giant, this one in a faraway corner of the burgeoning universe was tucked away safely but the all-knowing eye especially from than the prying telescopic eyes of the humans. It had been just the same thing what the humans called idyllic. A global planet that was just global. The peering eye of the all-knowing one, stared down on the planet from before it got trapped in the confines of time. The all- knowing eye peered down on the vast abundant land and reminding of its sister- called EARTH thought tha