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Parley.

The words rising within
Losing their fortitude
The growing anger relishing the pain
I see your eyes shouting out loud

Afraid for doom to bide
And bring the worlds to collide
The silence maintaining a balance
Requisite for peace to thrive

But is the peace being threatened
By neglecting the ringing chide
Your silence, and avoidance
Silently burying freedom in denial

The ring will stop,
Once the other side loses its time
For your reluctance
Will cost you a repent of a lifetime

And in the end,
Winning against all odds,
Beating every dubious assumption,
He picked the call.

Against the Odds

When Heaven Met Me.

Picture taken at Dal Lake, Srinagar (Jammu & Kashmir, India)

 

I had been hearing of constant references to Kashmir, whenever anything about heaven was spoken of, endless lauds of its majestic beauty and serenity. What was in this place that two nations have been battling furiously for decades over the ownership of this land, kept me inquisitive till I finally got to witness it myself.

A major zone of conflicts in India, the state of Jammu & Kashmir has troops everywhere, with guns and a vision of suspect at all times on them. It’s kind of frightening to have that kind of constant presence of force over you all the time.

Nevertheless, the trip was a life altering experience for me. Srinagar has a fragrance that I can never forget. And howsoever amusing that might sound, gallivanting through the lanes of the city in a car, witnessing the soothing surrounding, the cultural habitancy of the place, the enduring built of houses, everything about the city feels like a walk down heaven. The place honestly felt like a literal mesmerizing depiction of the term.

Moments spent on a shikara at Dal Lake shall stay with you forever, as reminiscence of a time where you witnessed serenity and absoluteness of nature.

Relax

Relax.

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Taken in Shimla, Himachal Pradesh, India

I took this picture on a weekend getaway we took to Shimla in the summers. The balcony of the place we stayed in offered this mermerizing view of the mountains. The morning that woke us up, the afternoon with that lovely breeze and the night that turned freezingly cold, beauty of every moment of the day was immensified in that balcony. Sipping coffee and admiring it all.

Even a glimpse of this picture takes me back there, all over again.

Relax

Art. 

Taken in New Delhi, India.

The man, who knew how to look at the sky
Notice the peculiarity of time passing by
Feel the depth of words in verse
Savour the lights and sounds in rehearse

One who never saw the mountains high
Yet spoke of its beauty, acquainted with each stone in its might
Didn’t see paintings as just work on the wall,
Music as an alibi for boredom at all

For he had his own outlook to the world
Nevertheless different, yet completely unheard of
Art was his muse, and words his weapon
A new perspective, awaiting a take over the cosmos.


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