MY EXPECTATIONS

The world has changed with passing time,
Yet my hopes for it remain sublime—
A yearning deep, a quiet plea,
For a world where love flows endlessly.

I dream of days when tears don’t fall,
No cries of terror, no fearful call.
Eyes no longer frozen, petrified,
No guns to shatter dreams inside.

I long for a day where people don’t
Stand in queues, stretching out their hands,
For a packet of food, labeled a refugee—
A name forced upon them unfairly.

I long for nights where no one waits
For shops to close, to find a place
To rest upon a cold veranda,
Cursing fate’s cruel, heavy weight.

I long for days when hearts unite,
Where people speak of union true,
Hand in hand toward the light they walk,
To build a world both just and new.

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THE RAIN

When the sky is draped in rain clouds gray,
My heart leaps up in joyful play.
Drops fall softly from heaven’s height,
Taking me back to childhood’s light.

I still hear whistles from the bush near the pond,
An invitation from boys to bond—
To celebrate the monsoon’s cheer,
And swim toward a world sincere.

Herons and storks, patient and still,
On paddy fields by the water’s will,
Shiver in drizzle, fishing with grace,
Dreaming of a delightful feast to embrace.

Beneath the clouds’ protective dome,
The earth lies draped in wet green home.
The western wind blows soft and slow,
Presenting her a diamond shawl’s glow.

At my village door, I stand and see
Their union through the rain’s soft spree.
Trees sway and dance in the storm’s embrace,
He returns home with a smiling face.

Children run to gather mangoes sweet,
Scattered beneath the trees’ retreat.
Our elder brothers plan with care,
A monsoon feast, friendship to share.

Those days have passed, yet monsoon’s near,
Time changes all, but rain is clear.
It pours from heights with harmony,
A gift of sweet childhood memory.

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LOVE MAKES MIRACLES

Which is the most beautiful thing of this world? I think it is difficult to answer this question. Since beauty is relative, it depends on the situations. It varies from minds to minds. We can feel the beauty of this world through our senses. What I like, you don't. Even then, we can feel an equality, if I say in a broad sense, unity in diversity in everything, if we use our senses properly. We decorate a prominent place among all living beings of this earth. Our brain is so strong in decision making, planning, making inventions, exploring the unknowns. But what about our approaches.

      If we have good approaches and selections, the world would not be like this. We spend more time for disputes, never give a chance for adjustments. We are not ready to hear from others. We want to become first always forgetting whether we are merited or not. We want only our children to win the game and do anything for it forgetting the ethics of a healthy competition. We smile, artificially. We don't know the real meaning of an honest smile. We don't know who is our neighbour, for the reason we are busy, perhaps pretends so. It is very easy to blame on time. We make mistakes and want to justify it. We have forgotten to make good relationships. Instead of it, we blame, hurt, separate and kill. We don't know how to love. Selfishness has covered our minds. 

We make walls to part this society. We have grouped ourselves. We have forgotten about that beautiful culture, its essence like the elixir trying to light up our hearts to see this entire world as a single family. We are not aware about it. We are not so broad about it. We work, only for us. We must work for the betterment of this society. We must help others. This world belong to everyone here. Each living being has its own right to live here. What we need is a good mind to understand the real warmth of love. Mother earth has created everything beautifully. We must understand this. Whatever be the cast, religion, nation, never bother about it. Love each other. Only love can make miracles here. We are all brothers and sisters. Never forgot it. We can assemble on this courtyard for a better tomorrow. 

LET US MAKE OUR LIVES BEAUTIFUL...............

One's life is so precious. The journey that connects birth and death, may have ups and downs, bends and twists. Whatever it may be, one should approach each moment so positively. Being positive helps a lot to make the life beautiful.  Never hurt others. Learn the lessons of true love. Always replace hatred by sincere love. Using the elixir of love, strengthen the relations. Be satisfied with what we have and never upset for what we doesn't have. Being patient and humble, by uttering good words. being a good listener, having a mind to help others let us make  our lives beautiful.

Being jealousy and selfish, what will be the reward a man is going to get. I think nothing. Instead keep the right track of virtue. Millions of people are here. Among which we know about, sometimes below hundred. 

Here anyone can do one thing. Can love the hundred people. Can start loving his neighbors. Can offer a helping mind. If each and every person on this earth is doing like this, no doubt, our world may become a paradise of love. There starts the origin of a new world, a world without discrimination. 

We may differ from each other by personality, language, dressing style, complexion, rituals, belief etc., Whatever it may be let us do one thing. Let us discover the heavenly beauty of UNITY IN DIVERSITY.

The differences is only in appearance. But we are all having the same heart. We can fill our heart with essence of love. We can try to see everyone as our brothers and sisters. We can do our best to make this world as like a native house where our beloveds are live in. 

We have freedom. We have the right to select our own life style. But before our selection we must think that we are not alone. We have a family. We have a society. We have someone to protect. WE ARE THE GUARDIAN ANGELS OF SOMEONE. Hence think twice before doing something. Look carefully before each step. A good step, a good decision, a good work, a good word has a good result. Therefore select such a life style, which may light the lamp of goodness. 

LIFE IS LIKE…….

Life is like a precious treasure

Only when we live for making

Others dream a reality.

Life is like a love song

Only when we share our hearts

Without expectations

Life is like an eternal flame

Only when we devote our lives

For the betterment of mankind

Life is like a beautiful rose

Only when we smile for others

To make them always happy

Life is like a heavenly garden

Only when we start walking

Through the path of virtue

Let us say life is beautiful

Only when we try to know 

Others in the name of love

SHADOWS…………….

The winter lanterns softly glow

Through curtains of misty snow.
The breeze carries flakes of white,
Painting the evening silver-bright.

The road stretches toward the horizon,
Vanishing where the woods lie frozen.
Night stitches her enchanted gown,
For a dance with shadows, swirling down.

Venus and stars adorn her hair,
The moon weaves veils with tender care.
The sky braids clouds like silken thread,
Lining her cloak with silver spread.

Long shadows, like hags, await her near,
Stretching claws in twilight’s sphere.
They circle round like a fierce tornado,
Welcoming her in delirious bravado.

Frenzied spirits hide in shade,
Demand their part in night’s charade.
With magic wands, they whirl and spin,
Mesmerizing all who wander in.

As twilight perches at night’s door,
Shadows stretch across the floor.
Like octopus arms, dark and wide,
They cloak the land where secrets hide.

Their reign lasts only till dawn’s light,
When golden rays break through the night.
With casket bright, the sun appears,
Chasing shadows, ending fears.

THE TRAIN

              This train comes always slow

              But goes very fast,

              Have many destinations,

              But never stops for a moment,

              No guard, no signals

              Red and green has nothing to do

              Easy to predict its arrival

              Nothing can say about the end.

              Never obeys orders,

              For keeping a time schedule,

              It comes from very farther

              Going towards unknown future

              Who will be a way farer?

              The destiny makes it clear.

              Comforts of the journey,

              The works decide it well.

              Anyone will be on board,

              At any time from anywhere

              It is not on one’s wish

              It is the driver who decide

              While looking out beyond time

              One may feel three phases of time,

              The events with which he attached

              Determines always the results

              May have permission to play a game,

              May be honoured with a reward,

              One may feel as in heaven or hell,

              Depending how the rules he obeyed

              To get a seat of contentment,

              One should have some blessings,

              Love and patience value for this,

              Have it by a pure mind.