Recognise and Nurture Your Talent Do flowers in your garden speak to you? They are truly silent harbingers of hope and joy. The bright and beautiful colours are a representation of the many colours of life. They are the song of nature. Each flower is unique in its colour scheme , shape and size yet it adds to the beauty of the garden. Just like these flowers we humans have our unique set of skills and talents. A large variety of flowers make the garden more sprightly and amazing. Likewise every individual can make the world more beautiful and meaningful through his contribution. When we identify our skills and nurture them, they will not go unnoticed just like the fragrance of the flowers cannot be contained. It will spread around. Sharpen your skills and shine like a star. A new year marks the start of new beginnings. The flowers wither and die but new flowers are born. What we loose in the swings , we gain in the Merry-go – rounds. As you create new stories, may your spitits soar higher. Every end is the sign of rebirth, of renewal, of revival, of regeneration. Revive, Regenerate, Rejoice. Blossom in the garden of life! Happy New Year!



मछली का झोल और प्रशंसा के दो बोल

किसी इन्सान की बुराईयों या कमियों में अच्छाई या गुण देखना भी अपने आप में एक अनूठा गुण है। मैंने पापा को देखा छोटी-छोटी बातों में प्रोत्साहन देते हुए, बड़ी _बड़ी गल्तियों को क्षमा करते हुए; साधारण सी कविता का गुणगान करते हुए, मामूली से चित्र की आड़ी तिरछी लकीरों की बेवजह ही सराहना करते हुए। अच्छा लगता है, कुछ करने का, कर दिखाने का ख्वाब सच्चा लगता है।

प्लेटफार्म पर इंतज़ार 

माथे पर नहीं थी कोइ शिकंज, ना मुख पर उलझन, कदम तेज़ थे, जोश अनोखा, आँखों में चमक नई थी, चहक रही वो जैसे मन ही मन, कुछ सपने बुनती डोल रही थी। आई सवारी, तब उठा समान बिन बोले ही बोल रही थी । झटपट द्वार किए बन्द,  स्काईबैग को तब रोशन ने उठाया, … Continue reading प्लेटफार्म पर इंतज़ार 

Waiting for Rampal: A Leaf from the Past

Sitting in a coffee house, waiting for a business client, I was finding it difficult to stay calm. I was forced to meditate on the nature of 'wait' and how 'waiting' impacts the human mind. As I kept ruminating, my thoughts unconsciously led me to the time when I was still a young child. I traversed back in time, dived into my past and became completely oblivious of my present 'wait'.