A Beautiful Encounter

That's how close I could get to these big guys in the wilderness. From what I've observed Yaks are only found at very high altitudes, close to 14000ft and beyond. It was a dreamy afternoon with a temperature below 5 degrees. Yak cheese, locally known as 'Churpi' is quite popular in the mountains of Arunachal Pradesh. I'm back in Vizag, but every night I still dream about the places that I've been to... maybe a part of me is still up in the beautiful mountains.
— at Sangster Lake, Arunachal Pradesh, India.

I Woke Up

I’ve travelled from lowest to highest of altitudes,

Busy plains, dusty plateaus, beautiful valleys, breathtaking peaks;

Experienced hospitality and warmth of different cultures,

Lived through varied climates - temperate to cold.

To realise, you were always with me,

In everything I saw, I saw a bit of you;

Puppy, svelte, bike, couch, curves, landscapes, skies,

Everything transformed and came alive with your presence.

I laughed, cried and smiled with you inside,

Deep-rooted moments just don’t fade, do they?

Push them, stab them, disown them, ignore them,

They are here to stay, somewhere in between heaven and earth.

And I woke up…

Purpose and Passion

It's not about where you are born,

It's all about where you are borne;

Purpose and passion take centre stage,

Boundaries and barriers break their cage.

Chill in my Bones

Wherever I am, whatever I do, with whomever I would be,

My last wish would be to see her eyes before I close mine.

I would still feel the chill in my bones and thump in my heart.

Girl with a Sublime Touch

No order can explain,
No border can restrain,
No pageant can confine,
Neither can I refrain…

O' Girl with such sublime touch.

Disillusion

I'm that person who would have stood forever by your side, but you lost me in your disillusioned world view, chasing things that you knew would never last.

Hope

Following my dreams, I've reached here,Lamenting my memories, I stay clear;For God knows what's near,Overcome fear, with hope ’n prayer. 

Let Nature be your Teacher

Concrete walls, compromised values
Flash drives, fast wheels;
Less love, more work
Let nature be your teacher.

Heart's Cry

Who can understand heart's cry?
When the beloved drifted dry;
Wavered and wretched  walked,
Waivered and wrecked the heart wept.

Nostalgia Remains!

I see her, I see her swells;

Same rush in my blood cells. 

Talking beauty, walking Beauty;

Sleeping beauty, heartless beauty.

Nostalgia Remains!