Songs of a solitary tree.

It is a cherished dream come true for a writer to get the book published and have the first copy in hand.

 Arun M Sivakrishna had dreamt of a book bearing his name.
" Now after seeing Anees Salimji and his books, it has slowly got under my skins too, to say it frankly have never felt this way before at all..last night, I was rearranging the books, and have feeling of seeing a book bearing my name with that photo of the solitary tree and birds..
To have one at least bearing the name..ARUN
When I had asked him about the Title he told,
" Songs of the Solitary tree" ..
Today his dream has come true. A book bearing his name. May many more books follow.
Here is Arun with complimentary Author's copy. Buy your copies here.

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Uplift the soul of Poetry.

I have been a lover of poetry for more than last forty years. But feel sad that poetry has taken a back seat, where reading is concerned. It is true there is a metamorphosis in poetry. Today poetry lovers are trying to revive poetry and bring back that most captivating form of literature back into the limelight. The verses can make you laugh, create a flutter in your heart, pull at the cords, take you on a journey through the verses, express the euphoria of love and passion; it can rhyme and inspire, with a rhythm of colors in the most unique way.

Poetry is a spontaneous flow of powerful feelings, that originates from emotions recollected in tranquility. Wordsworth opines that poetry is a means of gaining perspective on primary experience, powerful emotions can be gathered, then relived, translated and digested in the laboratory of your poem,the mind. There are poems that literally change your life, the way you look at life and listen to things around you.

At the basics of life, poetry makes you think, it opens up your mind to wonder, the astonishing possibilities of language and in a subtle yet very powerful way re-engage your process of thoughts. Poems remind you a lot of things that you otherwise take for granted. They have the power to bring things together to unify that experience as the music of what happens. It makes you dive into its depth and peek behind the words.

I think of the school days, where I had to recite poems, then as a teacher where we had competition for Poetry recitation with dramatization of the theme in it. Poetry is easy to remember because of the rhythm in it. It is an amalgamation of your technique in placing words deftly,  the form of words and the emotions in it. Every poem is a poet's thoughts that is developed in a unique way. It is an imaginative response arranged meaningfully, with a definite sound, magical spells and rhythm depending on the independent modes of the mind.

Revive poetry to make it soar high.

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Songs of a solitary Tree - Graphical Verses of sublime snippets By Arun M Sivakrishna.

Poetry has taken a back stream.  But poetry lovers are trying to revive poetry by encouraging those who are very good at verses and graphical poetry. Though there is a metamorphosis in poetry, it is still as beautiful as any fiction or stories. Poetry speaks in rhythm and colors with a mix of its own in a unique way. It can make you cry, laugh or interpret . The market dynamics works against poetry.  The only solution is to take good poetry book where the lines and verses , everything connects or tell you a story or take you somewhere meaningful or  a frolic where we walk away with something special . Just like fiction or stories, poems too speak to you of something.  Let's join hands and make poetry soar high as it used to before.  Help poetry return to its highly revered place. The editions are available on all online portals and the kindle edition is available on Amazon.

Arun M Sivakrishna a person of multiple interest, a management professional, when not selling trucks, keeps himself thoroughly engaged in varied interest from cricket to motor sports, photography and travel. A writer with a natural flair often comes out with hard-hitting verses with a lot of depth on severance, pain and agony; based on realities of life.

Poems on the hard-hitting facets of life, depicting with ease the agony and pain a man goes through in life. Sometimes it is the feeling of anguish and euphoria of love. The perplexities faced, the agony, and anguish of a man.

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A bare Tree.

"Bare trees stand proudly
Knowing that spring will return
To clothe them in green.
Tanja Cilia.

The silhouette of the bare tree, bereft of even its branches, on the bridge over Adyar river, always caught my attention. I used to always observe that tree, whenever I passed that way. I really  used to admire that small tree. It stood tall and strong, knowing that spring might not clothe it in green, but still majestic and useful. It may have used up all its energy and bared itself knowing that it was still full of beauty.

Another tree that makes me observe it in awe is a tree in my compound and neighborhood. A deciduous evergreen tree, that is most beautiful with its green leaves and red blossoms, its branches spread wide, forming an umbrella like canopy. Its leaves fall and the beautiful tree bares itself, with only its fruit hanging. Trees have been a companion from my childhood, but today when cancer robbed me of my feminine parts, I admire a bare tree and understand the significance of it. It tells me its story of survival against tough weather and the changing seasons. They wait for the spring to fill them with green foliage.

"Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder," a quote I love, even the barren tree looks as beautiful as when it is lush green. A different kind of beauty that is elegant yet very strong. Though they look thin and frail, they bounce back to life when spring comes. What makes the barrenness beautiful?  May be watching the leaves and flowers slide down, in the wind to its bower to make a carpet below or the warmth and happiness they give.

I sometimes think of my journey through cancer and the treatment, when I see these bare trees. The barrenness, reminds me of my hair loss and shaving of my head, still feeling beautiful and strong as ever. It is something that takes away a lot, but also a giver of life's essence and life itself. Loss of hair never meant anything to me, because I knew like the tree, I too would get back my hair once the chemotherapy is over. It was neither my actual identity nor a loss. It is important how you fight out and live your life to its fullest.

Like a bare tree returning to its greenery in spring, I too  bounced back in spite of my losses. Chemo brought out the real me back, the nature lover in me, for me it was becoming one with the beauty of nature and its wonders. The bald head and barrenness proves one beautiful thing in life, its essence that life goes on and on and I keep fighting for my life. The buds of spring entered my life in all its splendor and beauty. I learnt that bare trees represent beauty and life. Life goes on as it ever does. I got back the me, that loved everything in nature, one who in the rat race of life, had no time to stop and enjoy beauty of nature that I used to love and the trees I used to adore in my childhood.

It was a magical awakening and getting back the lost me. Trauma of cancer drains you off emotionally, mentally and physically, if you let it victimize you. Writing about my thoughts and feelings of that period was a blessing, a way of expressive writing, of all my emotions that helped me to stand up tall. It was a way of challenging me. The roots of beauty and the marvels of passion etched a lot of lines in the core of my soul, through the barrenness. Inside me is still the beauty of the mist of love, with words of silence and rain, the beauty of the beating heart of the sky, magical falling leaves and flowers dancing as they fall, passing through passion of fire, pain and love, with the strength of a tree.

"A tree bereft  of,
Its branches and leaves,
That still stands tall,
Instills hope and inspires.

It stirs my heart and soul,
With an unfeigned love,
and undying passion,
Of a treasure in me.

It reminds me of beauty,
In the twinkling eyes,
To bloom like a bud,
And tantalize my soul.

It ignites a flame,
In my awakened heart,
To keep passionate love,
Fiercely burning forever.

The gratifying deep gratitude for Life.

"Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom."Marcel Proust.

The two words "Thank you" does not complete an act of gratitude unless it comes from the core of your heart, they are just a beginning or an assurance that there is more to it than just the words. A reminder that words are not all, an action follows. Gratitude is shown in many ways - through affection, a note or a card with true words of appreciation, kind remembrances and a bond forever. Above all it is a gesture by being present and available to the one whom you owe your gratitude.

Your journey through life makes you realize that there are few people, the ones that came into your life to make you what you are, with a selfless and mutual presence, to instill hope and inspire in a big way. It makes you grateful for the simple things in life. The smallest blessing makes you feel grateful in a big way. You are truly and greatly indebted to some that you start understanding the true meaning of gratitude and love them wholeheartedly.

Thankfulness is fulfilled only when it comes out of you in its full sense and meaning. A sense of gratitude to all those who have touched you with age, mellowness, warmth, cheer, strength, care, affection, support, and inspirational hope. Online you like and appreciate without a second thought, as though that is life's vital keys even those that you hardly know, but when it comes to expressing the same in your offline lives, most never find the right keys nor the right words.

A heart full of gratitude is a content heart, a  heart that longs for a simple of life. As John Henry Jowett quotes, "Gratitude is a vaccine, an antitoxin and an antiseptic." It opens a door to simplicity, to an experience of fulfillment in the little things of life that mean a lot, least bothering that they don't have everything, still content and valuing all those tangible and intangible things money cannot buy. Finding joy in the little blessings.

I owe my gratitude to all those I came across in my journey of life. But I am forever indebted to a few very close ones who came into my life as blessings, those who have always seen the most vulnerable and the strongest me, and known me for who I am. No words of appreciation could ever be enough to talk of my gratitude to these few. I have a lot to be grateful to my family and all my doctors who supported me and still support me in my battle of life, as I believe that everyday I wake up and breathe is a day of victory for me. I owe my life to the Almighty who gives me the strength and courage to face the unending challenges in my journey of life.

I am ever grateful to the nature surrounding me, every little entity of nature for awakening in me that which I thought I could never be. For the little joys in my solitude, making me the expressive self that I was once and becoming my lifeboat. The daily rendezvous with spectacular sunsets and love for nature in its full sense and meaning. For making me realize that there is a beauty in gratitude that moves your heart and soul beyond words; for restoring that rare and special connect to everything in nature that was a love from childhood.

I do owe a lot to a very few special people in my life, for all they have done during my battle with life. Some for the inspiration, that tiny sparks, the drilling for my slowing brain, the picture analysis , the words of love, appreciation and encouragement; a purpose and dream to live for and look forward to that mean a lot to me. I am ever grateful to cancer for making me what and who I am today. 

The adages of life that make a cliche.

" You are as young as you fee. If you begin to feel the warmth of the soul, there will be a youthfulness in you that no one will be able to take away from you." John O'Donohue.

"You are as young as you feel", an often quoted one, which makes me think of life in reality. As you age gracefully, you think of this more often and wonder about it. Another one is " Young at heart", which is just a feeling of how you are. These often make me think of its relevance to reality of life. It is true that the soul never ages,  if you  can still feel a warmth  in your soul, then you are as young as ever, though physically you age gracefully.

At the enchanting lake forest, to see the waterfall, it was a descending of two hundred steps down. I was determined to reach there, though I knew of my health conditions. It was a test of my fortitude and conditions physically. I slowly climbed down to see the waterfall, though the water was scanty, enjoying the beauty of the hills,  trees and the tiny wild flowers that grew around. Climbing down the steps was not a big task. But as I started climbing up I realized that I was getting tired and breathless. The determination in me was stronger than the tiredness. So I decided to climb up slowly, taking a few minutes rest after a few steps. My perseverance took me to the top against all odds and the feeling of triumph was something that was worth all the pains I endured.

One may ask if it was worth the risk, I would say with a beaming smile that it was worth the effort. It was for me a lifeline, a test for my mind, heart and body. It was important for me to do it and a booster to my courage, strength and confidence. It was a self introspection of my ability to confront pain, uncertainty and danger, to gain physical confidence in life. Many may laugh at it, but my journey of life made me do it, to achieve that confidence against all odds.  And I realized with a little pain that it is all in the mind, but also depends on the wear and tear of your body.

Aging is sometimes accompanied by negative health side effects of  a disease in a fighting body. No anti aging cliches, adages or quotes talks of the real story of what it is to grow older, aging gracefully with wisdom, maturity, new learning and experience, but I would say it is beautiful irrespective of everything  and definitely not anti anything in life. It has brought me that which is unexpected and beautiful. You can combat everything, though for some it is a crisis. The challenge lies in having the courage to change what you can, accept what cannot be changed and wisdom to know the difference.

Aging gracefully is to find a balance between the acceptance of the inevitable and doing what you can to remain healthy. Relax and enjoy all that you wanted to do and could not in the rat race of life. Find joy in the little things and blessings. It is a reflection of your journey from childhood, youth and adulthood, to be strong in illness and loneliness; to be as majestic as the sunset.  I would  finally reiterate that you are not as young as you feel, but as young as the wear and tear of your body. Yes it is true that the soul never ages or dies.

The sparkling beauty in the jewels of nature.

I love the little things, one hardly pay any attention to, something new and beautiful about the tiny things that is considered ordinary by many. I love the raindrops because they are very refreshing and rejuvenating. They are tiny entities of beauty that are clean, pure and make you feel one with nature. Raindrops are like jewels gifted by nature. A raindrop can be seen in many ways. Raindrops falling on the face is pure ecstasy. They bring a fresh lease of life, reflecting everything around like a tiny mirror and in spite of their vulnerability  to even a gentle shake, they never ever cease to inspire me. The raindrops are pristine  reflections of life itself.

The raindrops are magical and inspiring, like precious jewels that disappear in a flicker or linger on creating the most beautiful ornaments on the trees.  It is a magical experience to just roam around watching the raindrops on every leaf tip and flower, nature's way of hanging ornaments on trees. When the sun comes out, it  sparkles on millions of raindrops, making it seem like millions of diamonds and glitter like gems in the night, reflecting the light around.

You are truly blessed if you can see the beauty of the raindrops, they way they hit, roll off or hang on. Each raindrop on trees, leaves, flowers, blade of grass,  seem to tell a story. They are tiny entities of nature that remind you of the beauty of life. They are the most beautiful gifts of nature.Raindrops, falling down from the clouds in its brief journey, gives trillion reflections of the core of life, turning into a puddle and reflect the world around intricately and delicately focusing on all that is around it.

Every raindrop has music in it, dancing to the rhythm of the wind. It gives life to everything and creates different sounds and music as they fall on various things. As it falls and hangs on to the leaves of a tree it seems to whisper, dance and make ripples in the puddle. Life too is just like being a raindrop, knowing it is just fine having ups and downs; continuing it's journey as it stretches and breathes. "A 'Raindrop' like 'Life'  in all its beauty, clears its obstacles, struggles and makes it's way slowly to its final destination, inspiring, giving hope and joy. "

A raindrop is like a drifting soul, its life temporary and unpredictable, not knowing where it will land but still happily going on joined by many like reflecting mirrors bringing beauty, joy and hope. Life is ever changing like the falling raindrop,  sometimes it lasts forever and then suddenly it disappears.  It soothes as it falls, some love them while some hate them, but it falls irrespective of everything and heals the soul. It is an ever searching soul. These raindrops make memories that pave way to beautiful sunshine of a tomorrow. The plummeting raindrops gleefully dance into a rhythm of motion like lost souls and splash to the ground. A zillion drops move as if in trance of the rhythmic dance, few miss the beat and drop, splashing to the ground to form puddles.

It is such a beautiful and awe inspiring feeling  of life to feel a raindrop on your fingertip, a bubble reflecting life, giving hope that challenges don't linger on and that life keeps shifting. It has no control over where it falls or the patterns it makes, but a tiny raindrop brings life and hope to many. It is more than just hope, it is a promise of a rainbow in life. The unique sounds it makes and the reflections of the world upside down is a miraculous effect of life lulled into a sense of completion. The raindrops glistening on the trees, the palette of the beautiful sky preparing to make a breathtaking rainbow and the thrilling twitter of the drenched birds as they celebrate life is  an awe inspiring sight for me, watching yet another facet of the beauty of nature. It soothes and heals the pain in my body and soul.

Raindrops fall onto trees,
Speak for itself,
Reflect the world around,
And hang on its journey.

Listen to the raindrops sing,
In solitude of nature,
Simply unwind,
To traverse around.

Raindrops on the tip of tiny leaves,
Catches the sun's rays,
Shines like  diamonds,
Though fickle its life is.

A gentle breeze  playfully shakes the leaf,
It lets go off the leaf,
Down it splashes into a puddle,
To become one with the whole.

Like a Wild Flower in wilderness.

A real flower lover, has a special place for wild flowers. They are beautiful, colorful and fragrant too. The range of color, tone and shapes in wild flowers is really breathtaking. Quite often you see the quote, " May your life be like a wild flower growing freely in beauty and joy of each day." I have often wondered about the real essence of this quote. Lately realized its value in its full sense. Wild flowers grow in any environment, unlike the other flowers they can survive through anything.

"Little by little, it becomes at lot," is my belief, and a wild flower teaches you just that. You can grow like a wild flower, just enjoying the little joys, irrespective of whatever your environment is, in any conditions on your own. These wild flowers fascinate and amaze me;  I pick them up from the streets where they grow wildly, put them in my pots, just to see the tiny flowers bloom in them and that gives me immense joy. 

The wild flowers are aesthetic and some of them have medicinal value. You never understand nor appreciate them, though they grow right under your nose.  They say that wild flowers are the jewels of the land. There are many of these wild flowers that have a lot of significance. The baby's breath talks of ever lasting love and innocence.  Flowers like Periwinkle signify fond memories. The beautiful Forget-me-knots stand for true love and memories. A wild flower garden  can depict  a "Garden of true love" or a " Garden of memories".  

A wild flower is one that grows without being intentionally planted. The meadows are full of beautiful wild flowers. I find wild flowers special because they are  naturally vibrant, subtle and unusual. They are beneficial as they attract the most beautiful butterflies, bees and birds. These wild flowers  are very beneficial and naturally adapt themselves to difficult  situations in order to survive.
I learnt from them to adapt to the difficult situations of life so that I can survive, just being me.

Flowers that grow naturally in the wild are nature's gift. They are patient and delicate in their beauty, more than just pretty, a natural habitat for birds, butterflies and insects with an abundant supply of nectar; some are medicinal, some edible and filter pollutants . The wildflowers enhance your garden with their beauty by adding a palette of colors, are able to survive without any help and it brings  a learning experience  along with the changing look of the garden.

Bloom like wild flowers,
Smiling like the radiant sun,
Creeping into my heart,
To brighten life's path.

I stroll the gravel road,
Where they grow,
Planted by magic,
With a childish frolic.

The blossoms flourish,
In mud and strife,
Dancing in glee,
When the wind blows.

The enchanting mist,
Making them lost in wilderness,
A warmth in the soul,
With something so simple and beautiful.

I feel the wild flowers,
Filling a beauty in me,
To burst into life,
Though my body is scarred. 

The Bountiful Trees.

Trees are good metaphors for life and man, the roots being the most vital and crucial, though underground, they perish without them.  As a  silent teacher, a tree has so much to share and teach, so when you walk among trees, if your observe, open your heart and mind, to understand  the ways of life. It gives you lessons of staying grounded and focused, awareness of the self, acceptance of environment; understanding and going through adversities of life, consciously appreciating the wonders of life, strength and the innate ability of self, and finally to be yourself. When you are in doubt or feeling lonely or lost, a walk enjoying nature,  can help connect to yourself and find solace. 

A tree helps us evolve and exist, with priceless truths of how to go through adversities of life, and yet stay calm, patient, flexible,  face difficulties with courage and strength; endure pain and loneliness, keep your steps firmly, rise steadily and wisely to a positive life. A tree is a standing example of humble beginnings and  growing even when  left alone with limited means, teaching that nothing can defeat you, if you don't crumble under troubled times, but gather enthusiasm from adversities. Never to let extremities of life win over you and never ever give up in life. To have a heart like trees and be ever grateful to those who helped you selflessly in life, to enjoy the moments of life, to be  strong and deep-rooted,  strength of roots and values; never let negativity hover around and uproot, that problems and difficulties are an inevitable part of life, but that should not make you steal the happiness of the moment.

The beautiful and breathtaking clicks of Asha and Arun, makes me observe its minute details and delve into the depths of those two photographs.  Some photographs touch you very deeply, making you visualize it and experience it.  Both  clicks  have a lot of similarities, like the archway of trees, where one has a railway track, the other a path. Both pictures are standing testimony of nature and how life coexists in a world of diversities and adversities. For a man, one is a road and the other is a railway track; both leading to a path of beautiful life. A traveler finds it soothing and a solace to travel on a path silhouetted with trees on both sides. 

 The landscape of a natural arch of trees is breathtaking and a sign of exuberance in life. It pleases and tantalizes the core of your life, and watching them through the seasons gives you lessons of the changing seasons of life. It takes you from the comforts of your home...out into the openness of the unknown through the security of the tunnel where bright life and growth awaits. They give shade of life and brightness of positive light depicting that life is a mixture of joy and sorrow. The tunnel gives you the shade in your adversities, to walk through to a bright life that is beautiful and awe inspiring.

A railway track in the middle of an arch of  beautiful trees is breathtaking, with unprecedented curves that brings hope  and a promise of an awe inspiring way ahead. The archway of the lush green trees inspires every traveler to look for a renewed hope at their destination. Sometimes it is a corridor of trees that greet the weary traveler, midst the mundane activities and rat race of life,   evoking a new sense of life. The mystical magic of trees and its natural reserves motivates with its immense enduring strength. Among all the mystical qualities of a tree, the most meaningful and thought provoking one  is the 'The Tree of Life' significance that allure you the most. There is nothing like an archway of  trees, with gorgeous and fragrant blossoms to fill you with energy of life. They promise abundance and the  potential of every season of life, a rare connect to life that is a powerful visual reminder of the energies you are inviting to your world.

Nature is a natural archway to life, an archway formed by stupendous trees add beauty,  serenity and a positive approach to it. It is an elegant archway forming a tunnel and opening out to bright light showing the complexity and simplicity of life. Trees are amazing, fascinating and selfless in giving. The lush green canopy of trees is a sign of life and regeneration. They are a symbol of growth, wisdom,  bounty and strength. They remind you that you are loved unconditionally and you are capable of doing beyond your imagination.

Trees fascinate and amaze me; I  find a rare and special connect and find solace just watching the trees around me.  They are everywhere, yet you tend to just look past them, without a second glance, not appreciating its beauty and benefits. They are life giving gifts of nature. They wrap themselves around adversities to find light and reach the skies.  For me a walk through an archway of trees, amazes me and I find a soulful, calm existence of life; listening to its silence as well as music.

A special thanks to Asha  and Arun for bringing out this note, by sending me the above photographs that reminded me about the value of trees in life. 

The Aesthetic Peacock Dance.

The excellent and exquisite peacock dance reflects in it, the respect for beauty,  honesty and peace. It loves overcast skies and rains, which makes it dance in explicit beauty.  A peacock has a very vital role in music, dance, art and literature. It has its own place  in folklore and there are many tales woven round peacocks. It is considered a beautiful, majestic and graceful bird with charming colors; a peacock is a symbol of vision, hope, watchfulness, royalty and guidance; famous for its display of its fanned feathers, dazzling plumage to attract and impress its mate. Its spreading of feathers is a vital part of its complex dance, strutting, quaking and fanning its train. The beautiful long feathers growing from the bird's back forms its ornamental train.

The peacock is one of the most beautiful birds and its beauty is legendary. The national bird of India is stunningly beautiful with its neck color and attractive markings on its tail. The beautiful plumage is an inspiration. They have a breathtakingly beautiful plumage with  vibrant iridescent marks and a spectrum of different colors in it. It has a beautiful crest that looks like a crown on its head giving it a regal appearance. They are usually seen with a harem of peahens around. Its tail is a tuft of brown feathers, but the train in the middle is often mistaken for its tail. It is believed that the peahen chooses its mate on the quality of its train. The peacock uses its huge fan like tail or train to dance and attract the peahen. It also dances when clouds gather in the sky and it is about to rain. The  dance of the peacock is significantly used in poems and works of different art forms.

In the enchanting Lake Forest, near the lake in a small park, I happened to witness the peacock dance with all its significance. The peahen spends very little time to gaze at the peacock, when it fans the  gorgeous plumage and struts around. They were busy pecking on the ground. The sparkling courtship dance of the peacock is a beautiful experience of how it woos and lures the peahen; and its celebration. Its dance is breathtakingly beautiful. The dexterity of the peacock in using its long and beautiful plumage in its dance, with its  graceful movement with its claws,  is very difficult to describe in words. It is great seeing a peacock with its colorful fan plumage, but it is different to see it dance in all its significance,  in the picturesque beauty of nature, the sky with heavy clouds about to burst and pour.

The   rain clouds that indicate the arrival of rain, tempts the peacock to dance and rejoice with its spread out plumage,   as a part of its courtship.  Peacock is a symbol of integrity and the beauty shown in its true colors. It is a sign of new breath in  life, that rejuvenates. Being one with nature and the experience of a peacock dancing is memorable. There are things in life that touch you somewhere, very deeply inside, that streams colors in your journey of life.  When dark clouds gather and the peacocks opening their brilliant plumage,it  is a beautiful sight to behold. When it rains, you want to sing and dance forgetting everything else in gay abandon. Watching a beautiful peacock dance with its lusciously brilliant plumage open is undoubtedly one of the most beautiful sights, it is Nature's beautiful painting with peacocks  dancing.

A Kaleidoscope of butterflies.

Butterflies are symbols of Life and Hope. Seeing them out in nature is lovely and such a magical presence as they flutter in the air from flower to flower. They have a grace, elegance, tenderness and beauty that is reflective of life itself, which many wonder; teaching the awareness and energy, which every butterfly  sets things that used to be once known aside and embrace an entire new way of being.

The transition of a butterfly in the cocoon symbolizes nurturing and healing of the self, by getting in touch with your feelings and the essence of your soul.  A butterfly is filled with the magic of " Believing." A way of believing that you can overcome all hurdles, challenges and emerge as a beautiful entity on your own. A beautiful creature that glides about in the sky, bringing joy to the hearts. Looking at the butterfly, you tend to forget the struggle it has gone through to reach its place in the breeze. It is believed that butterflies are a reminder of the magic of life, to tune in and embrace it.

Butterflies have a way of capturing your attention by the way they flutter around. An encounter with butterflies is really magical and enchanting. The flight of butterflies is fascinating to watch. Butterflies are delicate flying palettes of beautiful colours that remind you how beautiful life is; to be more tolerant and less judgemental of life. They make you aware that if there is no change in life and situations, butterflies would not have existed.  Everyone is a butterfly, waiting for the most beautiful things to happen in life.

Like a beautiful butterfly evolving, love each stage of your life, enjoying and without being judgemental of any transition to become a wondrous butterfly in life.  Hope to believe in your strength and faith to emerge in beauty. As quoted by Maya Angelou, "We delight in the beauty of a butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty," you never think of the pain it has gone through in its cocoon stage. Learn from a butterfly not to count the months but the moments, and still have enough time.

In the enchanting Lake Forest(Yercaud), I encountered a kaleidoscope of butterflies, fluttering from one flower to another like messengers of  'The Moment', in an array of pleasing colors with a insight of perceiving its life with the strength and stability of a mountain. My first instinct was to capture them in my mobile, but the butterflies surrounded  me as if they were asking me to just enjoy "The Moment' and capture them in my heart and soul. I felt lost like 'Alice in Wonderland' and revived my childhood in an ecstatic state of joy.

I stood there mesmerized at its beauty and the pain it goes through to achieve that wondrous, awe inspiring  beauty and realized it is the pain that brings out the beauty in your life. Whatever I am today, is because of believing in the value of everything around me and the magic of believing. Even when you crawl in pain, it is a perception that there is a beauty in it, which makes you take flight with beautiful wings to soar high. Though the struggle is exhausting  and difficult, you burst free with an awakening of new energy and an unknown feeling, stretching and spreading the wings of joy to soar high into the skies. The butterflies, captured and captivated my heart and soul into something I had not known till that moment. They taught me the unique feeling of transition and transformation; with strength and hope. A strange call for my heart, soul, mind and body, though I don't know where life is leading me nor what is in store for me. A butterfly became a symbol of  painful transformation,  joy and a beauty  of life after a  cycle of  adversities.

Those butterflies appeared to dance around me and the flowers, reminding me to take life as it comes, with a sense of lightness and joy, to go through the sequences in completing what I started. To release the energy to propel myself forward and dance even if I had to do it alone; go through my difficulties triumphantly. One of the little blessings sent my way to go through all pains of life. I still believe in little things that mean a lot to me.

I dance in glee,
Wild and free,
A butterfly flutters,
And lights on my shoulder.

I close my eyes,
In rapturous ecstasy,
Of the moment that,
Creates a magic in my soul.

A brief moment of,
Its love and beauty,
A rush of wings,
And then its gone.

Brush of a miracle,
Etched in my heart,
A butterfly moment,
To last forever.

The picturesque clouds of life.

" Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm but to add colour to my sunset sky." Rabindranath Tagore.

Clouds mean a lot of different things to each person. I have grown up understanding the positive side of the quote that clouds come floating to add color to my life. And today, when I watch the sunset skies, realize the value of it. It is your attitude towards life that changes every perspective of life. The clouds, if you lift your eyes and look at them, it is what you think of them, be it  poetic, realistic, romantic,  scientific, whatever it is;  it brings back things you might forget or  it takes you back to your roots. Best part of life is to watch them, feel them and enjoy.

A cloudy sky is more picturesque than a clear sky. A cloudless  sky is said to be  like a garden without flowers. You can feel and experience the most beautiful colours in a cloudy sky, a true cradle of nature to soothe your heart, mind and soul. Gaze over the horizon and walk through the clouds and get enraptured in it feeling speechless and wonderful as the clouds part,  taking you to a mystical land where clouds ushers life in the picturesque.

As Nathaniel Hawthorne quoted, " When scattered clouds are resting on the bosom of hills, it looks as if one might climb into heavenly region, earth being so intermixed with sky, and gradually transformed into it," it is a breathtaking experience to feel the clouds on top of a hill. Clouds just roll in the sky making you feel one could  really walk into the clouds. Sometimes nature interwoven with clouds gives the most magnificent, breathtaking, panoramic view that captivates the heart.  Clouds are a great metaphor in poetry and literature, that symbolize both negative  and positive: struggles, challenges, aspiration and also unveiling of all answers, dreams and hopes.

On a day, when the sky is overcast, and the  setting sun displaying an array of colors, the heavy grey clouds forming patterns in the sky, it is a beautiful sight to behold. You can visualize them the way you depict them in your mind. They just float or still changing their appearance as if they are in a theatrical realm. They are sometimes laced with rainbow colors, inducing hope.

Clouds are constantly changing and moving, beautiful , and casting your eyes on the sky you can impose your own feelings into it.  It is inspiring to watch the different patterns of the clouds. Standing  on  top of the hills, the clouds look as if  they are touching the ground or hovering over the head, making it a beautiful sight to behold. The clouds that come swirling all over the hills, brings with it a whiff of freshness into life,  with the fragrance of rain. The stunning views of the clouds in different shades silhouetted in the blue sky enthralls you, reminding you that life is beautiful. 

It’s a spark and a flame that ignites every fiber of my soul.

Spark.....Light.....Ignite......

It sounds very easy, yet difficult but not impossible.  Just an ignition to spark and create a ring of flame. Sometimes a spark is all it takes for the fire to rise to the fullest height, resolving to soar and be awe struck, above all the debris of doubts and confusion with the brightest of sparks. The positive fire of determination, perseverance, belief and hope while you wish for the best.  An eternal flame of faith that perseverance for a just cause is always triumph. The fire of  belief still burning in my soul, I always hope for my efforts to be fruitful and that flame of hope always leaves my heart with warmth. It is just a spark of hope  and a gentle whisper of faith that ignites my will to persevere and believe.
Optimism is a positive spark that drives you to  have the belief, expect or hope that things will turn out well. It is the belief that inspite of the setbacks and delays,  a positive result will be the outcome. A spark of hope, strength and belief can actually take you a long way in all your efforts and journey of life.

Believe...Faith....Hope.....

Faith is being sure of something that you hope for. Have belief in your faith and what you hope for, and that propels you forward. Believing and having faith are very closely related and understanding that the vital difference clears up a lot of doubts and confusions, though both are correlated. And unless you have hope, believing and having faith is futile. You need to have faith as small as a mustard seed, is what is believed,  hoped for and that makes all the difference in life. It is said that belief is an opinion or judgement that completely persuades and faith is believing, taking efforts and having confidence in your efforts to go forward in life. The difference is subtle, and it is your confidence that what you hoped, believed and had faith will come through in life. When you believe the truth that the confidence with which you took efforts, you use your faith to make things happen. Believe in the inner spark, hope to light up that spark and have faith to ignite your efforts in life. A spark of hope to believe in something and the faith to fulfill the dream of your life.

Aspire....Inspire....Achieve....

Aspire to go forward in life, inspire yourself with a spark of hope and believe in your faith to achieve what you have aspired for. And to do all this you have to ignite and light the spark into a flame to go in the right direction to take the efforts and hope for the best outcome of your hard work. To aspire is to rise above all obstacles with abundant hopes of fulfilling the work you started.   The challenges and hurdles,  on the life's path are many, aspire to inspire and achieve new heights, gain strength from the hurdles or be courageous to blaze; aspire to take the directions with hope and courage to continue your journey.

When the spark within you dwindles, fan the spark into flames to light up you life and inspire yourself to go forward in your journey. Work hard to let miracles happen to you, and go ahead with the belief that what you have hoped and dreamt for will pave way to make your faith a positive one in every way. Inspire yourself, reinforce your faith and be a reminder of the positive side of life. It is only the positive spark that lights the flame and ignites hope in every fiber of my soul, mind, heart and body.

" They are the ones who bring meaning to our lives, who happen to inspire, who sparks a fire that we carry with us for the rest of our days, who are but pillars of hope and sometimes sacrifice, life-changers, life-savers, catalysts." Chirag Tulsiani.

When I am gone.

When I am gone,  find me in

The sunsets and twilights,
The billowing and colorful clouds,
The waxing and waning of moon,
The chirping of  birds.

The mist over mountains,
The music of flowing river,
The undulation of the waves,
The cascading waterfall over rocks.

The rustle of the leaves,
The fragrance of flowers,
The fallen leaf and flower,
The cool breeze that comes to caress you.


Dewdrops reflecting the world around,
Pitter-patter of raindrops,
The beauty of weeds,
And the wonders of nature.


The solitude of life,
The soothing lullaby,
The melody of a lonely soul,
The shade of an ever giving tree.

My love for sunsets as a landscape and whisper of my heart and soul.

" The first stab of love, is like a sunset, a blaze of colours - oranges, pearly pinks, vibrant purples..."
Anna Godbersen.

Sunsets are always resplendent that  you fall in love with the sunset , over and over again.   They sometimes are landscapes of a heart or the whispers of a lonely heart. Sunsets are always spectacular backdrops with an array of colours and afire in a warm glow.  It is so magnificently moving to an aching  heart, mind and soul. It encompasses your body to feel the rhythm of everything around you.  At times they are so beautiful and mesmerising, it takes your breath away making your heart race at a speed that leaves you in awe, turning the sky into a lovely display of colors.

The sun caught up in a huge dark grey heart, emanating yellow rays, in a silhoutte of white fluffy clouds with a pinkish hue captivated me. The sun a fiery red ball, looked as if it was perched on the tree top. Birds flying in gay abandon across a sky that was beautiful with shades of pink, white, yellow and a slight tinge of purple. The sun was caught up inside the clouds and  swallowed by them for a few seconds. The hues with the comforting stillness,  an image that was shining with beauty on everything and  a calmness truly amazing. The sky lit up into a pinkish-purple palette with grey rays shading the sky into a pink and peach; a twilight curtain spreading a feeling of warmth through my veins casting a spell  in my heart and soul.

The canvas of the sky is painted differently with vibrant colours, each day, making it magical.  It spreads a light within me through its breathtakingly beautiful, most gorgeous sunset leaving me with a feeling of love and tenderness that I had never known before, healing all my aches and pains. I realized there is a sunset within each one of us.

I love sunsets, because no matter whatever happens, it inspires me with a hope and glory of life. It never fails to heal me. Sunsets for me are a metaphor of joy, gazing at the Creator's masterpieces every evening. When I watch every sunset from start till it disappears below the horizon, I experience a love, a beauty and joy that makes me enjoy the solitude around me watching the sky, sun, birds and the gentle breeze caressing me. The beauty of each sunset brightens up my life and fills me with wonder.

Life waits for me,
Just beyond the sunset,
Where I find a treasure,
Of eternal love.

In the expanse of the sky,
A paradise of colours,
Where you'll find me,
If you care to see.

If you listen to the magic in sunsets,
Its silent sighs,
With beautiful rays,
Spreading a light of hope.

I long for the moments,
When the twilight curtain,
Drops down with a palette of
Artistic tapestry across the sky.

My sunsets take me along,
With deep passion,
To the end of my day,
For a beautiful tomorrow.

It gives me strength,
To endure the beautiful pains,
And bring back the lost me,
With a promise of a wholesome life.

A grandmother's bundles of joy.

"Becoming a grandmother is wonderful. One moment you are just a mother. The next you are all-wise and prehistoric." Pam Brown.

The most magical bond and love of all is between grandparents and grandchildren, a rare rapport like no other bond, an unconditional love and a joy forever. It is sheer bliss to behold your brats beholding their little ones. To hold your  child is really amazing, but to hold your child's child is a different feeling altogether. Being a parent like a marriage, has lot of commitments,  pain , joy and a lot of hard work.   But being a grandparent is simple like being in love. Every little word, smile, hug and actions of grandchildren are something that washes away all pains from your life. Being a grandmother is an honour that time bestows, when you are lucky and one you don't have to work for.

Being a grandparent is a rejuvenating glow when you are growing old. You re-ignite, live  and feel the joys of childhood through your grandchildren. Those are golden moments to treasure, every milestones of  that life as you grow older with your grandchildren. Everything you do for them and with them is really special by definition. The thrill of being a grandma, the love and joy felt holding a wrapped up bundle of whom we call babies, melt your heart at the  first sight of them. Life as you really know it, becomes more unique and special, as we learn through our grandchildren's eyes.

There is nothing like spending the day with a baby to make you remember why it is so thrilling to be alive. Where the treasures are, there our hearts will be. Life is a gift and life with grandchildren are precious moments to capture and cherish. Life is loving every moment of being a mom and then a grandma. A grandma's heart is fullest known only by her grandchildren. Always celebrate the uniqueness and beauty of being a grandmother, that is always filled with hope.


"It is as grandmothers that our mothers come into the fullness of their grace. When a man's mother holds his child in her gladden arms he is aware of the roundness of life's cycle; of the mystic harmony of life's ways." Christopher Morley.

The expanse of the sky, an open canvas of beauty.

" If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if the simplest things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive." Eleanora Duse.

The sky is an open canvas of beauty  just like life. In the expanse of the sky, life moves like the beating of the heart inviting you in all its reflections and silent conversations.  There is nothing more inspiring  and delightful than simply staring at the sky  and watching the clouds drift by, making different shapes and forms.  You sometimes stop and stare in awe seeing the spectacular sunset or the blue sky that is overcast on one side, one part covered with  white fluffy clouds that look like cotton puff balls , and the blue sky covered with pink clouds on another side. Even the side covered with dark grey clouds, instill a kind of hope, with the layers of different hues of grey spread out and the sun's rays trying to penetrate through a small opening amidst the dark clouds. Gazing at the differently coloured expanse of the sky, you feel that there is some kind of symphony going on behind the clouds, marvelling at the palette of colours in the same sky.

The eyes and brains of all have different perceptions of the colours in the sky and the vision depends a lot on the outlook of life. A clear sky is calming, an overcast sky to many may be gloomy but it is a sign of rains and rainbows;  the expanse of the sky is freedom and space in life.  Just like the sky, life's forecast also is clear blue skies, overcast with clouds, rainbows, gentle breeze or storms.  However dark the sky may be, the sun eventually shines. Sometimes huge billowing clouds of pain can darken your landscape of life, but the next moment a rainbow appears to soothe the pain. The  sky can offer different  spectacular views depending on the time of the day. Even when the sky is dark, covered with clouds, you can see the sky clear and beautiful at another point.

 Moods of the different seasons are accepted by the sky in a very unassuming way. It doesn't lose its nature then. Life like the sky is boundless and unpredictable, but the opportunities of life too are vast like the expanse of the sky. If you care to watch the sky closely, you see the magnificence of most beautiful colours and nature's rare phenomenons when the  sun hides behind dark clouds. Watching the changing colours in the   limitless sky, illuminates and inspires your heart, soul and mind. When you look at the vastness of the sky, it is different all over like the different phases of life. You feel the significance of life looking at the sky, stars, moon and all the wonders of the sky.

Outlive all the storms, as life is a lot like the sky. True existence is like the expanse of the sky. It is said the night sky is a world lit by itself. When you contemplate on the scenario, gazing at  the sky during dusk or dawn, you can sense the difference between the two, and in reality life's perceptions too are a lot different, like the ups and downs. The descending sun gives a sense of hope, that a new day is at hand. The morning sky at dawn and evening sky at dusk, are one of the most spectacular and beautiful sights to behold. Just like some of those precious and beautiful moments of life are the sky at dawn and dusk, one that draws a breath or draws a sigh of appreciation. The dawn shines with a promise of a beautiful day and the dusk promises renewed hopes of   waiting for a new day.

"Life is the fire that burns and the sun that gives light. Life is the wind and the rain and the thunder in the sky. Life is matter and is earth, what is and what is not, and what is beyond is in eternity."
Lucius Annaeus Seneca.


  

A contemplation down the memory lane of a Teacher.

"A teacher's influence affects eternity, he can never tell where his influence stops." A quote by Henry Adams is a fact, sometimes a bitter truth. A teacher influences the students to a great extent, when  they go out to the world, they in turn influence all around them. In fact it has a ripple effect of a pebble thrown into a stream, the ripples ever expanding in circles that just goes on and on.

I would say a teacher is like a candle, that consumes itself to light the way of  others. Someone who inspires a child to do the best while correcting them with compassion;  trying to make learning creative and interesting. The teacher has immense influence on the children, who finds the best approach of teaching to make the class amusing and ignite their minds. In the primary classes, the teacher has to be one amongst the children to create an awe and interest in them to understand and think on their own.

As I look back on my teaching years, I realize that the life of a teacher is challenging, varied rewarding and  one that gives the best satisfaction of having moulded a child to take up the challenges of life. Many a times you have to experience the pressures of taking several roles simultaneously with simplicity: a teacher, psychologist,  disciplinarian, traffic cop, counsellor to both student and parents, father, mother, coach, referee, nurse, judge and jury. Doing multi tasks is a teacher's greatest plus point.

As a teacher, you have to accept the call to step in and show compassion, honesty, stability, durability and impartiality, in all situations. The school and classrooms are places where the heart and minds comes together,  and it is the teacher's responsibility to inspire and motivate. In turn you are lifted up and inspired by the love and laughter of your students. It is in you to do it as a teacher and that is the nature of a teacher.

A positive or negative influence from a teacher in the learning period of a child, can have a great effect on the life of a child. It can make or break a child. A teacher's influence can reach far beyond the classroom into the lifelong development of a child. If  you took some time to reflect the time in school, you may remember the teachers who made a difference in life. And it is a blessing and joy to feel and know that as a teacher you are remembered with fond memories. It is enough for a teacher to understand that you have inspired and made a difference in the smallest way possible.

As in life, even in school and in the formative years of  a child, it is the 'Little things' that count the most. It creates a huge impact in the life of a  growing child. The power and influence in these little things is immeasurable. Most importantly you have to be a caring one, with a smile that influences a child positively and that can help you get through to  the most difficult child in your classroom. The words of a teacher and parents have a great aftereffect on a growing child.

Teaching is not easy or intuitive, it is a skill. It is understanding both the psychology and physiology of a child, offering an attentive ear while being stern, being a role model and mentor, convincing and instilling belief in the child, understanding a child's skill and bringing out the best  in him/her. You can measure your inspiration only when students recognise you and stop you,  asking  if you remember them and cares enough to thank you. That is the greatest blessing and gift for a teacher.

" There are two kinds of teachers: The one that fill you with so much quail shot that you can't move and the kind that just gives you a little prod behind and you jump to the skies." Robert Frost.

Over the mist of Life.

Life is just like the mist that is seen  for a little while and then disappears. Even when there is mist in your horizon, or your body, mind, heart, soul is hurting, eventually it will clear and bring light. At times, things don't make sense in life, things that you cannot explain or understand, no matter how hard you try, but like mist it may just vanish.  You cannot hold or cling to them, nor keep in a treasure box. Some things in life are inevitable,  they  come like the mist and disappear.

On certain days, the same mist is beautiful and breathtaking, making fascinating masterpieces pleasing the beholder forming clouds of different form and colour. Sometimes you just look at the sky and you see them change into splendid forms and giving a portrayal of magnificence for poetry or a painting. You may be enshrouded by mist or clouds, that is veiled and beautiful leaving you amazed at its breathtaking beauty. What 'sun' is to the clouds and the mist, is our 'attitude' towards life. The mist of life can end anywhere, because you are just a whiff of the mist, that catches the light of the sun before it disappears.

Mist is a  blurred vision of something real and true in life, that cannot be understood or not meant to be understood. It is  mystic but natural, more than what can be seen in the horizon and a force that connects everything in life. The mist in the sky disappears as the sun's light enters,painting the sky with beautiful colours, illuminating it with a brightness and its shining rays with changing scenes of splendor.

Some of your most magical times of a day may be the early morning, when the whole universe is just waking up,  mist covered around you with faint light seeping in,  a whiff of cool breeze  caressing you,  getting out to the surrounding nature to see,  enjoy  and forget yourself in its beauty.It is bliss watching different shapes appear from the mist as it hovers above you,   in silence moving on in its morning spree and inhaling  that fresh misty air makes you fresh and alive as it shrouds your way with a ghostly glee. There is something strange about the mist, drifting in its beauty, that is magical.

Capture the morning mist that is beauty at its best. A misty morning is quiet and beautiful with the sun just rising and coming up. It is a joy riding or walking  through the mist and then the sun's rays clearing  up your path. The beauty of mist is incredible and coming out of a mist filled path of life too is mysterious and magical.

The journey of a blooming bud.

" And the day came when the risk  to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. " Anais Nin.

The time comes and the risk is to remain tight or blossom. A great dichotomy of life.  The image of a bud painfully clenched, closed and the inevitable pain in the process. These types of situations do happen is life sometimes. It is a reflection of helplessness in some situations of life. It is finding a new meaning to the quote, a  determined magic of getting out of a pain which has to be defeated, because remaining in that pain would be just stopping your fight for life. It is hard and painful to be in that emotional rock bottom state, that tends to torture your core of life with a helpless feeling. You learn a new lesson of life and struggle to find a release that you need for a significant change to your emotions. It is an outcry of reaching the end of your rope and then an awakening to a greater  fight and well being.

The opening of yourself from that bud of mental turmoil, though very painfully. The blossoming of the bud summarizes the process. The petals release itself  from the cluster with abandon, spreading  beautifully and bloom. The energy released in the process is great and it is same in a state of numb pain that engulfs you.  The pained soul would have loved to remain in that state, but difficult for a fighter to accept it. It is then an outburst of the soul's pain, and the pain is released, giving an inspiration to keep fighting and a new sense of commitment. No one may see it, but it is you remaining 'you' and a fulfillment of your life to grow, bud and bloom, whatever happens. It is your  will to fight and persevere with  determination; your will power that is at stake, so you have to come out of the bud of pain that engulfed you and bloom, with a positive glow.

The bud within me, has to bloom, however hard the struggle is, unless I want it to wither and die. And I am not made that way, nor do I want to live with that pain. It is not like me to do that. I don't think I would live with that, even though it is painful. Those moments of pain is too hard to take and feels like the chest would rip open, but it is always better to wrap your arms around yourself and say, I have to do it. I have to come out of it. I can't become a victim to this. You feel you are at the edge of a cliff and the knots in your stomach prevent you to leap and then you realize you are strong enough to withstand it. You find that an ache swells up and it suffocates you thinking how could a fighter like you come to such a rock bottom state.

Every positive person too is a human being. Though born fighters in life, there are moments that make it impossible to go through, because you feel it is not in your hands to make a situation possible to be mended and being brave alone doesn't help. When you fight and come out of such a situation, it is like being given the choice to remain tightly  in your bud of pain or go through that pain and bloom with renewed hope and spread the petals and let the fragrance spread. It is a realization that to keep fighting in life is being like a blooming bud forever.