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Learning to live, living to learn

This moment

Not for her the craze of multitude

nor the glitz or the glamour

neither the rage to conquer

subdue or hoist the flat

nor the numbers

or the noise

not of course the maddening crowd

rather the comfort of

great company


some talk, music

and tea of course!

Angel’s PAssing

I think of how it was to come back from work and lie down,when I saw in front of me a figure of a little girl rising up next to my bed. I sit up and as if in a trance, I pick up the address book and frantically search and find my best friend’s number and call.

After much ringing, a sage voice replied, ‘She is in mourning. She lost her child’.

I am shocked and sit back. A few days later I gather courage to call again and she tells me her ordeal of having to take a sick child quivering in fever to the nearest hospital. The doctor asked her to wait and she did hold her girl in her hand. By the time her turn came, there was nothing to do. The young mother shared and I listened, knowing no way to console. Our friendship of many many years had no balm just deep listening.

The vision stays with me and I cannot explain how and why this happened because I have not seen the child. It was good 10 years after me and my friend met briefly that this happened.

Loss of dear ones impact us deeply. The passing of Balraj.k left a deep vacuum in our lives. The blank space of someone who had time for everyone and was perpetually interested in our lives, my life and had time to listen everytime.

Eversince one looks to be heard, heard and finds no ears willing but then such are lessons of living.

So I listen now when I get a call, and keep aside everything and focus on that conversation from parents, child, friends because there is something beautiful about listening and being heard.

All the communication devices however faster and smarter can still not compensate for great listening, say, mindful listening.

As I learn to listen better, I remember my young teacher, my brother and his beautiful ways of showing care everytime.

So stop to sit down and listen to a dear one, anyone and you would not know what wealth you have just bestowed!

Truth box

Truth comes in bits and pieces

in little boxes waiting to be unpacked

scattered around corners of living

and the child of life

has to search, fall and rise

again and again

and get lost often

before the little bubble gums

are open for tasting

much mastication

of thought foxes

hiding behind intelligence

logical reasoning and customary wisdom

reveal snippets of truth pearls

blooming now

wear them


ingest them

do as you please!

The long hallways of life

stand quiet watching, watching, watching!

Sugar and spice

‘Come to me in my dreams’

I implored the sky

who was hesitant

‘It must be long

It must be hard

It must be far

It must be uneasy

You and I are sugar and spice!’

He hid beneath hollow words

Then coz he could not ignore

his own calling

he looked for answers.

He reached out to the clouds

who fluffed a loud yes

He looked at the moon

who turned a sharper sheen

He searched for the stars

who twinkled on brighter smiles

He landed light in the corner

of the eye and travelled to the lips

where a smile greeted him

and he decided to stay.

‘I kinda lost the way’, he added meekly.


As we were windin up the semester, the class was euphoric. There were sharing of what they learned and how. The class also talked about the peers, and how others rooted for them and how this transformed them literally. In the general atmosphere of bonhomie and with the satisfaction of having completed the work assigned, I stood relaxed in front of the class of 100 students, 50 online and the rest offline.

Suddenly, a noise broke out from the back benchers, ‘ Mam, we want you to sing!’

I looked up strangely as that was not part of the agenda and smiled it off as a meaningless blabber.

But the call caught on and soon, the entire class was rooting .. we want sreelekha mam to sing!

sing! goodness! not if I have to die in front of you!!!

I thought to myself when someone reasoned, ‘ You always ask us to do so many things and we do. When we don’t know you encourage us, now it is your turn’.

I sweated a bit at this. There seemed to be no escape. I still tried my best and said, ‘Listen, I have no sense of rhythm, I have no sense of music itself’.

‘No problem’, shouted the class to me.

‘We want to hear you sing!’

Ohk, said I after much failed negotiation, I will recite a few sanskrit shlokas for you!

No! No! ‘Ok! anything!

The class cried out their thoughts to me.

Then caught in a corner , way out of my comfort zone, I went ahead and recited the sanskrit shlokas for the first time in my life in front a crowd that big.

When I stopped the class applauded my performance with enthusiasm.

That left me thinking of the mentors and trainers , who have so much to learn and unlearn and so many barriers to cross before we start to lecture others on coming out of the comfort zone!

Speeches are not difficult for me, but songs are a different ball game altogether.The learning from the event is that one has to constantly test oneself to continue to grow and evolve into better mentors, trainers and teachers!

Be thou spirit fierce

Be thou spirit fierce

be thou free like the wild wind

cruising by

Be thou the rage of the skies

the height of the waves

be thou fierce and free

kind and compassionate

all at once

be thy thirst for life

ever so insatiable

be thy love for living

ever thy guiding spirit

chase the dreams

hold the world in thy palms

igniting wild dreams on the way

paving path for all creatures of imagination

may thy wishes come true

and may the heavens sing paeans to thee



कई बार सोचा है
रास्ता नया खोजना है
कुछ नया सा गीत गाना है
अब चलो पकड़ ही लेते है
नए लोग नयी दुनिया नया दास्ता
पर सच तो यह है की
हर बार जब दो कदम आगे
चलती हूँ तो कुछ ऐसा होता है
जो मजबूर करता है वापस चलने पर

फिर वही राह वही सोच वही बातें
प्यार तो इधर ही है ,मोह और दुःख भी
यही आस है यही है दर्द
तो क्यों बदलें हम
दो टोकर खाने पर
क्यों बदले हम
अँधेरा जब छायें तब
मन की रौशनी में भी दिखता है रास्ता
चलो विश्वास इसी पर कर लेते है अब

और बस चलते रहेंगे हम
दूर न सही
खास न सही
राह वही सही
अकेले ही सही
आस न छोड़ेंगे
दम जब तक हैं
यूँही चलते रहेंगे हम
चलो देखते है
अब खुद पर विश्वास
कर ही लेते हैं


പച്ച പുതപ്പിനിടയിലൂടെ ആകാശ് ഒളിഞ്ഞു നോക്കിക്കൊണ്ടിരുന്നു
തന്ടെ നീല ചീളുകൾ അവൻ അവൾക്കു എറിഞ്ഞു കൊടുത്തു
കാരാഗ്രഹം പോലെ കടുത്ത ഹൃദയത്തിന്റെ വഴികളിൽ അവൻ
അവൾക്കു വേണ്ടി തങ്ക പകിട്ടാർന്ന പരവതാനി വിരിച്ചു

എഴുന്നേൽക്കു നടക്കു തന്ടെ സ്വപ്നങ്ങൾ സാക്ഷാത്ക്കരിക്കു
ഒന്നന്നായി അവൻ അവൾക്കു നിർദ്ദേശങ്ങൾ കൊടുത്തു കൊണ്ടിരുന്നു
മുൻപേ നടന്ന വഴികളിലെ ചതി കുഴികൾ അവൾ മറന്നിട്ടില്ലായിരുന്നു
പേടിച്ചും നാണിച്ചും സങ്കോചം കൊണ്ട് ആകെ ചുഉളിയും
അവൾ പരവശ ആയി എങ്കിലും അനുഭവങ്ങൾ മോഹമായതു കൊണ്ടാവാം
അവൾ മുന്നോട്ടു തന്നെ നടന്നു ,അനുഭവിക്കാതെ എന്തെഴുതാൻ
വീഴാത്തവർ എഴുന്നേൽക്കുന്നതെങ്ങനെ
മോഹിക്കാത്തവർക്കു എന്ത് മോഹഭംഗം

Always High

Coz a woman like her

is always on a high

from the deep breaths daily

spoonfuls of honey

a song in her heart

and head so light

a lilt in her steps

a dance in her sound

a swing to her moods

doldrums in her hips

feet so bright

eyes so sharp

a jiggly wiggly bum

and laughter so loud

tantrums in her smiles

unafraid in her stance

proud of her paths

sure of her ways

a woman like her

is always on a high

no weed no spirit

can get her higher

coz her soul is minted

fresh each day

and her days awash

with hopes so bright

her nights colorful

with dreams so light

tears that stream unshy

screams and sniffles

all venture forth

out on trips often

she must be dreamy

or a dream already

she must be a fool

or foolish you must be

to take her seriously

or maybe not

really, for a woman

like her is on a high

literally no weed

no spirit flowing free

just her faith and her ways

and courage she gathered by

It must be a pleasure

to have her by

with laughter and smiles

flowing free.

you heard me right and heard me true

You heard me right

you heard me true

when I said my friend

my life is mine

the pains are mine

and the gains are too

I hold no grudge

nor no rancor

I love your anger and your hate

I embrace your love

growing steadier

I bow in gratitude

for every pain

that made me grow

taught me strength

for this alone

has taught me truth

of the soul’s might

and its singular flight

on planet earth

I make a few friends

I lose many more

staying by

or walking away

you still are dear

coz we meet

and part

yet we stay on

together ever

and the learning goes on

so does life

then to write

to dream

to say a kind word

to help and be helped

this be the vision

of every life

here in the now

let me live

so should you

so should you

Coz you heard me right

and heard me true