We live not because we were born, but because we have a purpose to fulfill.

I have no humility, no training to be an obedient servant neither am I beautiful. Sunder swamiji... Then how should I be at your feet. How and when shall I meet you Oh my beloved.. Satgur pass benantiya.. I have lived all these lives without your presence and now want to learn.. change me oh Lord.. change my habits; me as a human am weak and unable to change a lot of things but you can bless me and lift me. Be kind and merciful oh lord. Place thou kind eyes on me and help me rise in your love. Prem patola taise ditta dhakan ku patt meri.. Patsha guide me and make me strong... may my eyes always yearn your feet and may my hands always be at your service... bless me with a sensitive heart to never speak or think vice... Make me an instrument of your light... and endow the vastness of the ocean. in me...... Mayee merai mann koh sukh... Oh my mother kyu jeevan preetam bin mayee ... I was always meant to be devoted but have been so engross and occupied in other things that I couldn't r...

Hold my head up without fear I live... Doubt never seems to arise...no matter how fatal a situation... I trust in people know matter what they be.... Just for the simple reason that each of us is special in God's eyes.. If I had one chance to be an angel... I would encircle each specie in my arms... Embrace them for all the good they do.. For the different raga they sing each one unique and so beautiful. The clouds that pass by showering their mercy on me; for the blue ocean that stands firm.. and teaches me.( the meaning of a promise for life time...) For that every little thing that brings either a tear in my eye or a smile on my lips...... I want to touch each butterfly for its own unique wing... Have I ever thought of how ungrateful I could be or I am... I deserve ain't still received it all.. Two beautiful eyes to see, nose to admire the fragrance.. a mouth .. a voice.. hands.. and feet; a brain to sense and understand... But what good am I to anybody.. I only argue, q...

When flowers bloom in the valley.... they live the exact cycle.... the only difference is of the breeze that is cooler from within....... The chirping birds sing the same... only that I can hear them clearer..... The only difference between me here now is.... my mind is boggled with hundreds of words not one minute it travels to the valley where my soul beholds and that is why I forget to forgive what someone else beholds. The flower, the birds or the sunshine... are no different in the world it’s only the place where i belong that gets me to unrest My mind so powerful that it controls me like a dummy forgets my soul ..... that I am ............. and continues to be at war I tried often to stop but lost every time I tried ... so finally I stopped trying in the end and defeat was all mine (I was the slave of my mind)

My mother’s aim was to groom me well. My teacher’s to tutor me. My brother passed his wise comments; My father said be successful and amidst them all I forget what I want to be. Who’s life do I live and which way do I go? I let people decide or make my path and then I fell home alone (felt unsuccessful even after being successful). I feel like a half full glass, where my destiny is partly decided and the rest they leave me in the harsh wind to fly with it. Had I had a sense of direction I could have sailed my life smooth, But here I stand facing the unrest of future as quickly things move. Hoping a little more I do justice to life … I take all the pain in my heart. Creating new footsteps in the walk of life a hope to learn from the start. Life did not demand much from me, just a minute or two of silence. But I lost it all in the noise of the world unable to hear myself that stood right beside me. I just want; I just want … I often say.. not wondering still whose wants I am living upto....

Everything around still nothing surrounds. I live with my hands empty no matter where I go. Sky is the limit people often tell me, however i need to decide my path. Ambition kills me from being what I want to be, because sky is shown as the path (by people). I don't want to climb and reach the star. And I don't want to reach the moon. I want to smile everyday as I see the beautiful moon. I wish I could lay all by myself under the shade of a tree. No one to surround and no fear of ambition no tensions or worry around me. Oh how I wish I can live like a bird free and open to change. But here I am struggling to find what will be my aim. It so happens that I forget to live the day I have today, living in the future, thinking of tomorrow and where destiny will make its way. My life will be redundant as today turns into tomorrow and tomorrow into another day, life will pass like a flowing river nothing to stop its way. Each day live like a queen, just like there is no other day, I wi...

Like the sun sets and the stars begin to rise, I feel the silence in my heart…….. Sitting alone by the corner of the house I begin to feel demolished all of a start … As if a new beginning I seek with every phase that passes of the night, And I so remember the loved ones close to my heart.. Not telling them a word and not being able to express what I wish I could have said, I walk away miles apart….. Hoping; they know what unspoken words could mean and what I felt in my heart.. I walk the night in Search of words to tell them that they will always be part (of my life)… And as the night grows and the stars shine brighter I always wish they recognize me with that………. That no matter where I may lay hidden of late .... but will be back to share the path (their life… their sky) I hope I can say a zillion things today but alas my Mind runs a scan of them all, Just like Autumn passes and Spring aborts… and years pass by and we can lay our hands on just on ...