Grateful By Ketaki S. Vaidya

Time this time like an incessant river neither has a form of its own nor has any color Moments like droplets so quickly passing by don't care how you feel low or high some times I wish  I could time travel back and fix all my errors to get whatever I lack I will go back in time and will bring smiles on some faces will wipe off all my mistakes without keeping any traces I will live all those moments with more love and more smile will gather lovely moments in a very huge pile Alas! I can't go back that's one forbidden dream!  but thankfully it's not all bad  as it might always seem I still live in present and these moments are completely mine I can mold it the way I want and that's really a great sign Who knows what turns good or bad the time will only say but I choose to live happy now and that's the only best way! 

The horizon looks pretty  with snowy mountain sight The trees are barely awake  in lazy morning light The land is covered under white snowy rug looks cold yet cozy like a sweet love's hug The sudden magic happens  as the snowflakes fall down It turns into winter wonderland which once was a regular town. 

Hello My Love, I actually was thinking to write another article or a poetry about this topic but could not think about any. Although, I still wanted to express. So thought of writing this letter to you.  I have tried writing different things but have not yet tried writing a love letter so please forgive me for any ambiguities or mistakes.  So, the reason to write this is to tell you how thankful I am for you being there with me. In fact, not really, I have told you this many times. I am still thankful though for many many things.  First and foremost is thank you for taking me out of the trap of rigidity towards things. I wasn't particularly a born rigid person but as you know life keeps adding experiences and we keep looking for patterns to make it easy and predictable. Unknowingly that starts making us rigid. By coming to my life and helping to identify my blocks, you helped me to have an open mindset. I feel free since I have met you.  I...

मज हसवू पाहती किती  पावसाळे  पण आहे सारे तुझ्याच ना बळे  भास्करा तुज वाचून व्यर्थच सारे  असो तो चंद्र वा असतील तारे  आणतो जरी त्या शीतल धारा  तुज वाचून कुठला हा पावसाळा  लोपेल तुझे का तेज कधी ते  झाकतो जरी तुज ढग तो काळा  धाडतो रोज चांदणे मजसाठी  चंद्र नभातून करी विनवण्या  तूच खरा पण स्वयंप्रकाशी  तो तर जगतो किरणांवर उसन्या  वाट पाहाते, फिरत राह्ते  कक्षेत तुझ्या मी सतत भास्करा  तूच खरा तो तेजस्वी नर  भुलवित नाही मज नक्षत्र पिसारा  तव किरणांच्या मधू स्पर्शाने  विसरते मी विरहाचे ते क्षण  तुझ्याच भवती फिरुनी करते  प्रेमाचे मी तुजला औक्षण  

नहीं देगी अग्निपरीक्षा अब जानकी  स्वयंभू स्वप्रकाशित है वो  संपत्ति नहीं है  किसी राम की    गए वो दिन  जब लड़की सिर्फ दिखाई दे  सुनाई नहीं  अब तो वो डंके की चोट पे  बोलेगी जो उसे लगे सही    अच्छे बुरे की लक्ष्मण रेषा  अपनी आप ही आखेंगी वो  लेगी उतनी छलांग लम्बी  अपने आप ही नापी थी जो    शस्त्र उठाना जानी है द्रौपदी क्यूंकि अब गोविन्द न आएंगे  राक्षस बनके जो मिलेंगे उसको  महाकाली के रूप में पाएंगे    ना बनाओ देवी उसको और न ही पाँव की धुल कहो  साथ चाहिए गर जो उसको  तो तुम भी उसके  साथ चलो    

Today you are still little you still look at me  whether you are happy or sad but this will change one day you will soon do things your way who knows if you will love me  as much as do now life is so unpredictable  but what can a mother do?  All she knows is to love you all along and let you know that  her heart is the place where you always belong Now you are learning  all good and kind things but you will face this big harsh world and who knows  what will you face?  Now I am here to protect  and stand with you one day you will be by yourself who knows if you will get any help but what can a mother do?  All she knows is to love you all along and let you know that  her heart is the place where you always belong Things will change around you but one thing  is always for sure the memories of your childhood are kept here safe and pure after all what else can a mot...

Season of the green leaves turning red and landing of the icy dew  on green grass' blade Days turning short into  long cold nights fast blowing wind  at times bringing frights Its a nature's reminder that  the change is only constant The one which was once wealthy  becomes deciduous in instance Do not lose hope  because old turns into new Trees become rich which had leaves only few It went out of sight but it never really died The tree held the energy  and the sprout was inside The cycle of birth and rebirth is a song that nature sings Autumns is only a reassurance  that there will be many more Springs.