Monday, April 16, 2012

A View through my Visor

There came a day when I was totally fed up of studying. The pages started getting heavier as I realized in more than 2 hours I've just flipped them on 3 occasions. I told myself the best way to refresh is to meet some close friends. But when they too are not available for some of the most illogical excuses, what do you do??? There are 3 things I can always count on. a) My loyal Royal Enfield
                                                     b) My Canon camera
                                                     c) My love for photography
I managed to put up all 3 together and thoroughly enjoyed my much needed break.

Hanumanji's Orange!!

Setting sun off Palm Beach road

Basking under the Sun!!

Can't have enough of it

Nature's own mirror

Last glimpse


After the Sunset.... 

Moonshine 

Night lights around the pond

Friday, April 6, 2012

Wish You were here...

Never has there been a year,
That I haven't shed a drop of tear.
Simply wishing you were here.

                                              In Your lap when I rested as a boy,
                                              I found comfort and everlasting joy.
                                              You held my tiny fingers while we walked,
                                              Never have I felt so safe and docked.

Oh!! I so wish You were here,
Each time you banished whatever my fear.


If I ever had a bad day in school,
You made me smile by being my fool.
You'd read to me poems and prose,
Despite yearning for a peaceful doze.

                                           
                                             Oh!! I so wish You were here,
                                             To wipe off every drop of my tear.


Each time you let me in opening the door,
I knew You had something for me in store.
Showered I was with Your 'Grand' motherly love,
Felt fearless and free like a flying dove.

                                           
                                          To You I was always a tiny creature,
                                          But to me, You were the finest teacher.
                                          As You began growing in age,
                                          Advice You gave me like a holy sage.


Oh!! I so wish you were here,
To me someone always dear.


                                         Never would You let me be scolded,
                                         For, You'd shoo them away with your arms folded.
                                         Today as I see your photo in a wooden frame,
                                         For sure I know my life would not be the same.