Pre-monsoon

Waiting for the first monsoon shower, the one which will leave in its wake, gift of Life.

Trust

Trust is the essence of a strong mutual bond. Everyone has their own perception of trust. It is difficult to understand and estimate it. The sanctity of a relationship can be easily compromised if there is slightest of breach in trust.

It is not a constant, it is a random variable. The value keeps changing with each action. The action could be the slightest of change in the whole equation.

Trust is also not a bank account where one keeps getting interest on it once it is earned and deposited. The Principal has to be maintained otherwise it keeps fluctuating.

It is like hard earned income, very hard to earn but easily spent or lost if one is not handling it judiciously. One needs to earn it, save it, invest in it, cherish it and finally enjoy it.

"At home"

The restlessness, the breathlessness, the sleeplessness, the anxiety is all put to rest;
when all the souls and energies belonging to a household are  safe within the  confines of the Home.

No more  do the nights make suspicious sounds, no more do you desperately wait for the birds to start chirping at dawn,  no more do you wish for someone to be awake at ungodly hours to converse with.

Heart, mind and soul are at rest;
when everyone you care for is  within the safety of the Home.

Morning Stroll 2

Amber

A huge amber in the making, fossilized resin with tree inside.
Tree resembling a twig, a leaf, branches resembling veins dried.

Precious gemstone waiting to be formed, valued priceless.
Adorning heirlooms of memories, to be passed on to generations.

But only the resin being the golden orange sunlight, but only the amber our world.
The heirloom a morning cherished and saved, in the locker of our hearts impearled.

                     Photo Credits Go To Zubin Oommen Ittyerah

Summer Bloom 3

Pomegranate
A flower, a fruit, a flower inside of a fruit, a fruit inside of a flower!

The morning stroll

                           Photo Credits Go To Zubin Oommen Ittyerah

  Walking hand in hand towards rising hope, welcoming a new day.

   On a road uncluttered and clear made of faith.

   Cool, calm breeze ruffling the hair, could turn into a storm.

   Reminding, urging to be one another's  pillar of strength.

   Flowers of prosperity blooming, filling the heart with contentment.

   Finding joy in each other's company, feeling safe.

   Street lights , the guiding lights, like the trust within.

   For life will happen everyday if we have each other.

Summer Bloom 2

The brighter the Sun, the brighter is the fuscia. Colour intensifying with the intensity of the Sun as if sunlight flows in the veins of the bougainvillea.