The Silence of the Mind

Sometimes I wake up at the middle of the night and look at the pitch black ceiling of my room. Nothing crosses my mind then. As if I am floating through space and not a single strand of thought to break my trance.

Its at those moments that I realize suddenly how important it is to appreciate silence in a world which never stops talking.

When We Have Lost All Our Faith

What will become of us, when we have lost all our faith in our fellow men ?

Will you sleep better with such thoughts stuck on the back of your head ?

A grey cloud looms over the city today, but the dark inside my heart is more,

I have seen the widest gaps bridge and the impenetrable wear.

Trust and faith crumbled up and thrown outside the window of the moving car.

Is it up to me how I decipher your call, or is it how you comprehend ?

Raindrops In A Pool

In the pool, it was a great day to remember, as we all enjoyed the torrential downpour and relaxed. I let myself float in the water, the rain falling straight to my face. As I looked blankly at the grey sky, the rain now only a drizzle, I tried to follow every single drop of water falling from such a height into the pool, by my side. I wonder how something coming from the huge and fathomless ocean must be feeling in this tiny, shallow pool of ours. In the sea it must have traveled thousands of miles for hundreds of years before being picked up by this cloud and eventually being dropped in the pool. I do not know why, but it made me humble.