Poetry — If something’s there to be destroyed, It is the false self, egoist self; It is what keeps me away from the true self, and seeing it in others; If something’s there to be destroyed, It is my conditioning; For it limits my horizon to see the endless and boundless; When…

Let us merge with our origin — Same life force drives us all Be in forefront, Or, in the background; Seeing its element Which is same in me and them all; The life dancing in all, palpable or subtle Keeping the grass green is the glint of eternal; The mountains rising clad in its purity This oracle…

Self-inquiry is the key to a room full of satisfaction — It happens every so often that we put in a lot of work to crack a situation upfront. Be it our most prized career option, figuring out partners mind or be it the regular mundane activity. All the things mentioned above basically merge in to form your life. Have you…

Mind all that I have To take me to Him, the bliss; Yet, scared and insecure it lives Forgotten its origin and wandered too far away; Patterns I have developed Keeping me in trap, clarity a distant reality; Patterns of memory, of the lasting emotions Insurmountable seems the barrier; Disconnected…

A creature, gifted with consciousness Yet full of primitive instincts; He hangs somewhere in between Knowing little of his whereabouts; His legs balancing two boats He was sailing smooth in his primitive ways; Until awareness hit him strong Bemused he looks at the event unfolding; Knowing little of the challenges…

Truth, a land of purity Of immense prosperity; But it demands for a man to sacrifice Not his nobility, but his falsity; A land of rigor yet tender to the true Unrelenting mirror to the false; The land breeds of compassion Sprouting out of enormous patience! Compromise never made on…

Can we defy our greed, our conditioning To make way for clarity and peace; Can we give space to life For we owe it a plenty; Can we lead a living which compares not To dive deeper in the calm of our minds and a little beyond; Can we curtail…

‘When a King met the mystic’ A mystic who never looked back… Long ago, there ruled a King in an empire of great prosperity. He took great pride in his power and the wealth that came along with it. …

Open if we are to it, life surrenders; Unfolding its mysteries right in our lap Carries no demand of its own; Satisfied it is unto itself Evolves every moment, it breathes fresh air; Let its fragrance take you high If we could clear our ego cloud; Showered we are with…