Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Tears in Heaven

Tears in Heaven


Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?

I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.

~Eric Clapton




 
 
 
 
 

Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Heart of a Woman

Heart of a woman



The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives the passion that she shows. The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years.

~Audrey Hepburn




Sunday, September 7, 2014

Anyone can bear a child

Anyone can bear a child

Anyone can bear a child but not everyone can be a MOTHER.

It takes some one really brave to be a mother, someone strong to raise a child and someone special to love someone more than herself.


Monday, May 6, 2013

A path never taken

Ek sadi

Sometimes.......one of those rare phases in life.......when we to choose self discovery over love.

Truth is, we can't truly know who we are until we discard all these definitions of our-self which are derived from relationships, people, society and the world. Sometimes walking a lonely path in bare feet is what we need. Sometimes love needs to wait a while until we find ourselves.

We spend most of our life chasing bricks that we use to build our life with. Love, family, friends, work, career, kids, marriage, neighbors, society, parties.....and so it goes on. Is it so scary to be undefined? To live without any relationship defining us?

 It is a struggle to define our own selves. Because we never truly want to know who we are in utter solitude. In today's era solitude has become so daunting for people. We occupy ourselves with work or friends or family or parties or simply get high. Or simply go find Love to fill the void.

Love used to fill a void in us never truly lasts. Its misplaced, misused. Love should never be used as a filler, love should be something that nurtures us, makes us stronger and patient.

So let love wait until you  fill all your voids yourself.





Saturday, March 16, 2013

Cobwebs of Love

Cobwebs of Love

When lovers turn into spiders
love becomes a web,
many get trapped and are devoured.
Lovers move on leaving behind these cobwebs,
with empty shells of those who loved them,
covered in a dusty shroud.




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Friday, October 12, 2012

Unplanned moments

Those moments are always unplanned
Nikon Coolpix P100
Lodhi Garden

 People ask me, whats your idea of a romantic date?

I think...

I think harder...

And I'm still blank. Truth is all the romantic moments I remember were all unplanned. The time a romantic outing was "planned" it never really turned out to be so. Romance, we can't build it, buy it, plan it, grab it.....it comes to us, in the most unlikely places, in the most unlikely moment.

It can be a walk, a talk,
a touch, a rush,
a kiss, a bite of swiss,
shared rain, a complaint,
an angry pout, being lost on a route...

can be anything...anywhere...anytime






 

Sunday, April 8, 2012

What is LOVE all about?

What is LOVE all about?


I have this picture pending for upload since a week. I wanted to write about what Love is really like? But I go blank everytime.

So how about all of you tell me what do you think love is all about? What is love?

Is it something real? or is it a fulfillment of our own insecurities in someone else? Or is it just attachment in time?





Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Silenced by the one I loved

Silenced by the one I loved

I was a chirpy bird free and happy
You found me and caged me in your love
And then after half a decade you put a knife to my throat,
I was Silenced by the one I loved
And now I lie motinless in the grave you buried me in
Dying slowly, painfully...
Waiting for sweet death to release me




Sunday, March 25, 2012

When I shall leave, follow my footprints and find me

When I shall leave, follow my footprints and find me

Death is a dialogue between
The spirit and the dust.
"Dissolve," says Death.
The Spirit, "Sir, I have another trust"

Death doubts it, argues from the ground.
The Spirit turns away,
Just laying off, for evidence,
An overcoat of clay.

Emily Dickinson



Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Cracks remain forever


Cracks remain forever

I read this longtime ago.

Hearts are like porcelain, once broken can be fixed but cracks remain forever.

True.




Tuesday, November 1, 2011

And I love you so...

And I love you so...

 Canon Powershot S3IS

And I love you so.
The people ask me how,
How I’ve lived till now.
I tell them I don’t know.

I guess they understand
How lonely life has been.
But life began again
The day you took my hand.

And, yes, I know how lonely life can be.
The shadows follow me, and the night won’t set me free.
But I don’t let the evening get me down
Now that you’re around me.

And you love me, too.
Your thoughts are just for me;
You set my spirit free.
I’m happy that you do.

The book of life is brief
And once a page is read,
All but love is dead.
That is my belief.

And, yes, I know how loveless life can be.
The shadows follow me, and the night won’t set me free.
But I don’t let the evening bring me down
Now that you’re around me.

And I love you so.
The people ask me how,
How I’ve lived till now.
I tell them, "i don’t know."

A Don Mclean song.

Winter is a very romantic season. The tranquility and serenity it brings, the sweetness in the air. Its a season of love. Who are you going to dedicate your love to this winter?


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Sunday, January 23, 2011

A mother holds her children's hands for a while...their hearts forever

A mother holds her children's hands for a while...their hearts forever

Canon Powershot S3IS
Dudhwa National Park


A little girl, when asked where her home was, replied, "where mother is."
-- Keith L. Brooks

I was looking for quotes on mothers or a poem.....When I came across this one my search was over. single line sums it all up so beautifully. Home is where mom is. Always and forever

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Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Blue rose given to a woman

Blue rose given to a woman

Self Portrait
Olympus C170/D425


Blue rose given to a woman,
Considered sacred from a heart of silent souls,
Words spoken, silence was a bond created;
Her boldness spurred from a single blue rose...

- Hanger

Wish you all a very happy new year. Well....tell me what are your resolutions for 2010 :D.

Mine are -
1. Start chanting regularly. I joined Soka Gakai a year back but I still don't chant when I really should. May Buddha give me the strength to do it now.

2. Lose weight

3. Get a job.

4. Get my 1st DSLR

5. To try harder to make photography a means of living.

oh yes and

6. Take up singing a little more seriously now. I plan on recording few songs and uploading them here somewhere. I plan 2 become more than just a bathroom singer.





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Thursday, December 24, 2009

If I ever write this letter

If I ever write this letter

Olympus C170/D425

The Letter -
Natalie Merchant

If I ever write this letter
Oh the pages I could write
but I don't know where to send it
you have vanished
heaven knows where you live
heaven only knows

if I ever write this letter
bitter words it would contain
just and unrequited lover
wishing she had never
spoken your name
had never known your name

but if I ever write this letter
the truth it would reveal
knowing you brought me pleasure
how I'll often treasure
moments that we knew
the precious, the few


I love this song and this singer.
To hear it click here link

Merry Christmas everyone :)




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Tuesday, December 8, 2009

M a a . . .

M a a . . .


Canon Powershot S3IS
Sariska

“A mother loves her child most divinely,
not when she surrounds him with comfort and anticipates his wants,
but when she resolutely holds him to the highest
standards and is content with nothing less than his best.”

Hamilton Wright Mabie (American writer, 1845-1916)



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Saturday, October 10, 2009

~ EID MUBAARAQ ~

~  EID MUBAARAQ ~


Nikon D70
From Old Archives

I know its a little late for Eid Wishes but still.... :)



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Sunday, June 7, 2009

I carry your heart




Canon Powershot S3IS

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

ee cummings

Dedicated to the one who has been a cushion to all my falls in the past 2 years. Thank you Shadab :)

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Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Loving in blue

almost one

On way to Lancedawn
Olympus C170/D425


Everyone has a color in mind associated to some particular words or emotions. Usually red goes for rage and green for jealousy, and so on. Everyone has a color for Love too...somehow my color for love is Blue. . .

Blue...is the color of a clear sky on a beautiful day. Color of its endless vastness. Its such an amazing thing how a loving heart surpasses the boundlessness of the sky. Blue is the color of the great depths of the oceans...but love goes deeper than that...love is a deeper shade of blue. Blue is the color which brings calm and peace...it soothes and relaxes.... it does to ones mind what love does to ones heart. Blue is also the color of the core of my fave flower...Blue was also a color dad use to wear a lot...

But then again....Wounds also come in a shade of blue...deep wounds. When love wounds you it is devastating...leaves a mark on the skin of your heart...the scar fades away with time but it never heals completely. Blue is the color of cold, blue is the color of ice...of frost...of numbness...of loneliness...of absence...of longing.............Blue are also the tears we shed...

Blue is the color of two extreme spheres....and in this picture they become one.

So for me "blue" completes my definition of Love.


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Saturday, November 1, 2008

Heart broken can be mended, cracks remain forever

Heart broken can be mended, cracks remain forever...

A self portrait
at home
Olympus C170/D425



I look into the mirror
only to see
an empty frame of broken pieces,
images of me.

Love and pain go hand in hand. I'll continue this soon.

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