Doorways in stone

Hidden BuddhaCalling out to youShine in your ownUnique brillianceLight and abundanceWait to embrace youBloom in beautyIn your unique wayWinds of distractionWill blow you awayDon't be swayed fromYour chosen pathWolves will whistleYou be the BuddhaFirmly rooted andTouch the sky

"What is the lady feeling here ? " A thought came to my mind looking at this picture. Is the hen happy that one little chick made it ? And is that the most dominant feeling ? Or is she worried about whether the other three would also emerge or...

Doorways in stoneStood the test of timeTrees stand tall, oh so tallRavages of time tellA million tales ofThose who walked awayThey were meant to goMany who remainedAre the blessings of todayTime is the masterYou and me are actorsPlaying our assigned rolesMasked in Covid times......

Every time I look at them, I marvel at who these beautiful creatures are. They come from me, they came off me, they are a bit of me—my children. One afternoon I caught the image of a grown up young person, peering myopically at his phone, fully...

Once upon a time, during the time of the dinosaurs, there was huge flying dinosaur bird called Gabella. She was a very tempestuous bird, who always wanted her way. Fed up with her, the dinosaur Witch Aribantan turned Gabella into the round sun. But...

Nestling in the fruit treeHe sat silentPeeping in his mindI search for myselfTo find deep in meA silent ache of theFruit grower asHe waits on city edgeSelfishness aboundsIndifference all aroundUnperturbed life goes onDeepening the wedgeI call upon theBuddhas to wake upShine, bring onLight and wisdom withinUnite to a findWin win solutionsTogether we standFruit grower waits in bind

Magnificent Makhna is a magnificent children's book written by Aravind Krish Bala, illustrated by Sandeep K. Luis and published by Tulika, Chennai. This is the story of the tuskless elephant Moorthy whose pictures hangs on the walls of people of the...

Moon rose to become the sunWaiting in shadows no moreShe was so doneHe called out to herDon't be glumAll the world is a punA story so stark filled withLight and darkWoven with our emotionsReverberating in every waveThat makes love to the shoreLifetimes of frolic and funMoon rose to become the sun

When was the last time you climbed a tree and spoke to a bird? In this painting Sheeba is talking to Munmun a bird and they enjoy a quiet chat atop a tree. The painting has a folkartish touch to it. Lines and semicircles make up the body of the bird...

Darkness abounds Light surrounds Connect to brilliance or Be in your cocoon? Choice is the cause So let me pause Think and decide I choose the light Darkness rises in peaks Light appears in flashes The more I connect Happier I feel Moving in spaces Invisible to the human eye Meditating, chanting Flowing in His grace

I look beyond Emotions Suspended Numbed I wait Fear and anger Go, disband Binoculars sight My ship of hope It's coming with Treasures of joy Health and happiness I wait

For me the colour blue will now always be associated with my city Mumbai which turns blue every monsoon. The urban poor neatly pack their blue tarpaulin post the rains and bring it out just before the the showers start. An aerial view of Mumbai city...