In search

Some people create illusions to hide the reality, to make believe and imagine the reality they want to see and feel. I am not one of them , I like to make illusions out of the reality that exists, to give them a sharper and sometimes various underlying meanings.

As I lay under the warm Dehradun sun with a pile of newspapers and magazines comfortably snuggled on the reclining chair I realised that the holidays that I had much awaited has passed under the blink of an eye with merely a few hours left before I catch the train back to Delhi. The news as always is bad and I am reading an article in the outlook 'how to stay happy in these depressing times?" The article just makes you feel that the blues are everywhere and everyone is in "pursuit of happiness" and well being. Khuswant Singh, Abul Kalam Azad and some other guy recommends the top three things for happiness. Which figured as follows-a) A good bank balance b) family ties c) I forgot…I only remember the other article it recommended a 14 MP G10 Canon Power Shot! Phew! Quite a list. I need to acquire all of them. I have been telling everybody that 2008 has been a bad year for everyone. A year of loss and suffering and yet it hasn't been so bad either. A mixed bag may

A door that I need to close A singed memory that I need to crush A fall that I need to take The final chapter that I need to finish A dream to forget before I wake A time will come when can I look back and smile, lifetimes, spaces, time and again Singed memories of a crumbled edifice A blurry vision behind a teary eye Many paths needs to be traversed, and many a lonely night under the starry gaze How many sighs under the wishful moon, before I find the missing piece of the larger maze - Pasang D Lepcha

"What's to lose? What is the worst that can happen? Am I content to live the rest of my life this way? Against a background of death, is this so risky? -(Dr. Brian Weiss-Only Love is Real) It's not about losing love but about solving the unresolved questions within oneself. Disillusionment resulting from fear and the unknown -the incessant questions arising about oneself and the world. Love is never lost its only the perspective that is lost. Life is about finding oneself within this wilderness of confusion. Why do we constantly scamper around in fear trying to find security when we know that the only thing that matters is living life in the here and now. Why do we keep on living and try to build our lives as if we will live forever? Its not about losing love its finding the voice within oneself to live the life we have dreamed of. "If you know the life you want to lead, then you must have the courage to live it", a wise one once said to me. How true, yet sad whe

My soul cries out to feel the fresh breath of air from the Mountains far away... How I long to hear the rustle of the leaves in complete silence. How far those days seem when on a cold rainy day,I used to sit by the window with a warm cup of tea in my hands, watching the clouds, listening to the rain. Ahhhh! the smell of the grass and earth after the rain . Heavenly! Warm smiles on flushed faces that used to relax each part of my body down to the bone... Comforting were those days to be with family and friends. Where have those days gone I wonder! I once read in a blog somewhere "I always wanted to live a different life" but how true these words ring for me too. Is this the life I wanted? With just hope to keep me company in my moments of loneliness and despair. I plod on ahead to the unknown.