Turning 16

Sixteen candles, sixteen dreams, you shine pure and way brighter than moonlit streams.

From tiny hands to graceful grace, from sleeping on my shoulder to resting your head on my back - I have seen you grow from a cute baby to a gorgeous fairy tale.

Each step you take, so sure, so true, with every choice, you have kept us wanting for more! 

In every laugh, you try to be my pride, my joy, my heart and I am sure it shall rise more.

You are my true strength - soft, bold and kind,

And of-course a wiser soul, a brilliant mind.

I stand in awe of all that how you have grown,

Yet still the child I’ve always known.

So here’s to you my guiding light and ever lasting  smile, who makes my every wrong feel right.

Happy birthday Daughter, today you reign,

Forever cherished my sweetest gain 

Loads of love 🥰

Unsung Praise

My eyes twinkled, with the dawn of sun,

Realised that it was the first day of my holidays

I was happy and joyful to the sound of birds,

When I strolled by the boulevard of roses at my place.

Picture Courtesy - The road less travelled

Cheerful composers welcomed me, by merrily playing their song of nature.

Was mesmerized to hum, sing, and dance,

When they played the Mozart - Sonata in F and other tunes to capture

It was the best musical extravaganza I had ever experienced.

The old harpsichord was spellbinding as it could be,

which ceased my attention completely, and I got engrossed to hear him play.

My compliments made him blush… seemed like,

In the harsh thankless world, mesmeric pieces of art like these, go always unappreciated.

The Rainy Day

Poetry is written by Aahanna (my Daughter)
when she was 7 years  

Rain Rain... Come right away, light up the day,
With your raindrops sparkle my day today.

With your little drops of rain, you shine the day,
The plants are happy and so are the farmers who are delighted and gay.

When it rains heavily, the plants take shower,
Staying happy they gift us a garden full of flowers.

I am happy today as it is a rainy day,
Thank you, God that you made it rain today.

Hollow Pretence

Several faces in this world we see,
Some smile, some laugh and few are happy.
Some are sad, some are gloomy,
And few have never cherished and submerged in dismay.

Thy person who is sad and thoughtful, seldom has a mask,
His feelings are pure as white, and transparent as water.
Often the secret horror lies behind the laughing souls, perhaps unknown to mankind,The secrets are a lot more abrasive, hidden behind that laughter.


Largely it covers the emotions - which are mostly distressing and seldom happy.
Being a hypocrite seems helping the survival of thee today,
The pleasure of being one seems to be reaching a new high,
As even the person I truly love, feels it’s the traditional flair of my life.


Reunion with a lost love is always the happiest moment in one’s life,
But Alas! It’s heart breaking when even this relation corresponds only to be one sided and a mockery.
Soon the life seems to tie a knot and calls it an end,
The worth of living with someone you truly loved I guess is now just a pretend.