When you love a women she became more beautiful.

When you love a women she became more beautiful.

When a women loves you, you became more graceful.

Suddenly all your awkwardness is gone. You became cleaner. You take bath everyday. You brush your teeth more carefully.

You change overnight if a women fall in love with you.

She pays attention to you, you become important.
Now those two eyes are waiting for you.


Now you are not irrelevant in This world, you are needed. You are must here. Without you the world wouldn’t be same again.

Suddenly a significant glory arises around you.
Just by watching him watching him you can see wheather he is in love or not.

| Why I Love Japan |

Japan is very close to my heart, off course not because of its economic success but the way they are in sync with the nature. You can clearly see that thing even in their littlest act. The design and colors of their cloths, you can see all the colours of rainbow in them. The way they keep their houses and off course the design of it. It is so peaceful and soothing.

From my very childhood, I loved watching Naruto, Dragon ball. You can see mountains, rivers, birds chirping in almost every Japanese show which you will not find in American shows.

No surprise, Japan produce the best meditation music in the form of Zen. You will be surprised to know, that Japan has two main religion in the form of Buddhism and Shinto. But Its almost hard to differentiate the people of this religion. They both looks so similar almost same even in their architect.

No doubt Japanese kids are the cutest and outgoing. But its very horrific to even think what happened to this kids when they are in adult phase. They are in rat race for the sake of success. Adult suicide rates are very high in Japan.

In almost every japanese drama I saw, the show’s protogonist will work hard in corporate world with only goal so they can marry their loved one. This reflects Japanese mentality of true love.

But again when that adult phase will over , they will again become the childish old men. This is where the flower will once again blossom

Losing a loved one and Living

I did not expected this,
But things happened in their way
And she died, my mother

Greatest regret is me not being with her in hospital in her last moments

I remembered her last look to me,
An eyes with pain and horror of uncertainty cuts me into two peices.

Things never remained same again

Her ambitions and sudden death,
made me realise, my mortality
And that too deep

This started my inner journey towards the ultimate,
as every End is the New beginning.

More than one face and…Sleep

Wandering, what sleep feels like


When I am with my family,
Unaware, I behave differently
When I am with my friends,
Unaware, I behave differently
When I am alone with myself,
Unaware, I behave differently

Different bodily memories are rulling the body
Isn’t this Deep Sleep.
A person with more than one face.

Whole life will pass in no time,
If the sleep continues.


Now, I am wandering,
What is awakening!

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