Posts Tagged ‘happy’
Feeling the Rain. Still.
Standing on the edge of the cliff.
As I stared at the far off horizon, I could
Feel the clouds lurking somewhere in the sky,
And feel the fleeting winds zip by.
All of a sudden, it started to pour.
Leisurely, and then gained pace,
I stood there, drenched in the rain,
Not willing to go, feeling inane.
The evening gradually rolled in,
Wrapping the earth in its gloomy veil.
I stood there, absorbing the last few rays
Piercing through the long drawn haze.
And I lay down on the ground,
Soaking my soul in the numbing sounds,
I lay there, with my awakened sense of touch.
Never have I enjoyed the shower so much.
Know not when I fell asleep
Know not when the morning broke
I woke up, with the sun staring at my face,
Shining vigorously with all its grace.
As I stood up, my dress dripping wet,
And turned to go back to my place, I could
Feel the clouds lurking somewhere in the sky,
And feel the fleeting winds zip by.
– A night dedicated to the rain Gods
Standing on the edge of the cliff.
As I stared at the far off horizon, I could
Feel the clouds lurking somewhere in the sky,
And feel the fleeting winds zip by.
All of a sudden, it started to pour.
Leisurely, and then gained pace,
I stood there, drenched in the rain,
Not willing to go, feeling inane.
The evening gradually rolled in,
Wrapping the earth in its gloomy veil.
I stood there, absorbing the last few rays
Piercing through the long drawn haze.
And I lay down on the ground,
Soaking my soul in the numbing sounds,
I lay there, with my awakened sense of touch.
Never have I enjoyed the shower so much.
Know not when I fell asleep
Know not when the day broke
I woke up, with the sun staring at my face,
Shining vigorously with all its grace.
As I stood up, my dress dripping wet,
And turned to go back to my place, I could
Feel the clouds lurking somewhere in the sky,
And feel the fleeting winds zip by.
Back again…
I am back again. Got lost in some work over the past weekend and didn’t have time for a post. Being back on the blog-o-sphere feels so good. And the reverse writer’s block that I described earlier has mostly vanished, and I am trying to rub off the remaining roughness. I made a visit to NID(National Institute of Design, Ahmedabad) this weekend, and the experience was simply amazing. They were people just out of this world, each immersed in their own world of creativity, so warming yet so far away; a place where creativity takes its birth. Some of our greatest designers are from this famed institute, an institute which is well appreciated by both the corporate world as well as the greatest thinkers and innovators of our times.
The first entry into NID shook me. Just infront of the main entrance, Read the rest of this entry »
Questions?
You are lions; you are the soul, pure, infinite, and perfect. The might of the universe is within you. “Why weepest thou, my friend? There is neither birth nor death for thee. Why weepest thou? There is no disease or misery for thee. Thou art like the infinite sky: clouds of various colors come over it, play for a moment, then vanish; but the sky is ever the same eternal blue.