Between the morning’s beckoningTo action to the evening ‘s relief at the survivalFrom the daylong wrestling with the worldLie corpses of a million dreams,Mutilated states of a billion half-dead hopes.The…
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Evening has assumed a serene yet exciting mood,Everything is pregnant with tranquil hopefulnessAfter day’s shattering struggle with survival;To make money men would stress themselves to death. I have worn the…
Amar Singh College was a big college lying on the south-west of Srinagar,It is close to Wazir Bagh and Amira Kadal and on one end and Jehlum river flood canal…
A cup of tea is a balm to the stressed life,A replenishment of energy,A change of mood. What is the miracle in the marriageOf tea leaves and hot water?We only…
I just returned from Andover, Mass,Where I had gone to see my cousin, Surinder’s, wife, Billy,And participate in his first death anniversary.Surinder died suddenly in January of this year, at…
She came to the party like a princess, though without a crown,To win the hearts of people,But not to impress their egos. She moved around with deft grace,Working her fluid,…
Yesterday the sun shone bright in Rockland,After many a chilly gloomy day.The emergent but yet shaky spring danced over fragile but lithe new blossoming.There was a bounce in the air,…
I am driving on I-84 from Suffern, N.Y. to Andover, Mass.,The 230 miles journey I often take to see my friends:Bhans, Qazis, Tikkus, and several Kauls.I feel troubled by the…
A stunningly beautiful woman,Robed in ample, majestic mountains,Crowned with soaring peaks.A sublime mother, who for eons has nourished her children,A cosmic sanyasin, who has meditatedFor a few million years to…
Often in the heat of living I revisit the old question: Who am I? Through the beautiful and the ugly of life, Through the joyful and the painful of life,…