Where Inner Peace Shall Bloom...

If I had all the money that I ever wanted,

I suppose that I could travel the world,

live in a big and luxurious house, buy designer clothes, I-phone and stuff...

But you see money cannot help me in every way,

Each day, my life is slipping further and the ultimate fact one day will be - death,

and all the money in the universe can change that fact,

and this is the struggle and reality of life . . . 

But, there are certain things, I can give to myself,

relaxing music to soothe my weary soul;

peace, tranquility and love to ease my pain,

and most importantly my dance, that is like meditation to me..... 

Of course, with money I could go to a fancy retreat,

but, on my open terrace when I dance like no one is watching me,

when sitting in cozy quilt I sing, like no one is listening me,

when i start writing my daily experiences on a paper, without thinking much,

when i call my mom, and she says, "baby! I can feel your sorrow...",

when i talk my bestie, just to listen, "Jana, I am always there with you...",

a walk in nature listening to the chirping of birds,

watching the sunrise...

and Yes!this what i say, the most peaceful things, that are of no cost...

Perhaps, with money I could get each and every luxury of life,

but that too, is not going to change this girl's destiny,

And this is what I know deep in my heart - very clearly.

I sometimes, think a lot about my past and life so far,

the paths I took or did not take;

the things I said or did not say,

could money have changed my journey in any way?

And the answer is ... No.....

But with all my indulgence that I have right now,

I feel like the wealthiest person in this world,

for money cannot buy happiness nor can it buy life,

all I need is the indulgence of tranquility . . . 

"And that comes from within..."

Essence of LOVE

Sometimes we just close our eyes and listen to the echoes of our heart,

And open our hands to welcome that feeling which is about to start….

All the things except that feeling become small, including the sky,

And our heart generates a feeling deep inside for flying high….

One by one it gets penetrated in our heart,

Like if, have pierced by a dart….

Sometimes we look around ourselves and ponder,

“How did I feel so deep?”, we wonder….

We look into mirror and say, “who is that stranger in front of me?”
We barely recognize that person in the mirror that  we see….

We just float by that feeling so pure, so divine!

And feel tipsy, as if, have drunk the world’s best wine…..

And we start day dreaming only about that one face,

Start imitating that face in everybody, at every place….

And ultimately….

We feel like God himself has chiseled the name of that person upon our heart,
Before sending down, for our lives to start….