The Wandering Cloud I See

As the KSRTC bus slowly turned at a narrow turn, the Sun graciously started lifting the curtain of darkness and unveiling the breathtaking valley ahead of us. The morning birds chirped joyously for the raw melody just melted away with each long breath I took. The unvoiced river was graciously flowing below to the eternal date with the love of its life. The breeze showered the bride to be with flowers and leaves auspicious. And the trees with all their branches danced joyously. The valley gradually opened open to the distant silent sea, waiting handsomely. The silent humdrum of the sea added the perfect chorus to the grand opera being played before me.  Upon seeing such a grand opening, I could only imagine the wonders that lie ahead in the legendary Western Ghats of Goa. Once in Goa I headed for the Foyts Farm, situated approx 10km from Valpoi. The Farm is the baby of Clea Chandmal. It was almost evening when I had reached the farm. Nestled cozily in the blanket o...

                                                                                                                              I fear the cage With bars of desires spake the sage For the soul lies thirsty In the shadows of gloom shivering The trust in distant treacherous light flicker the air crusty Banished is hope to the underworld quivering Day by day is the tiara of defeat burning deeper Hear her do we in the wail of storms Drenched are we in relentless shower As streams of tear run down mines and chromes Subdued is the mighty will of spirit under naïve power For her youngest son has plunged deep the sword Scaring her, chiseling her in the unknown greed S...

I was in Nagarhole National Park and the life seemed to be in love once again. Every morning the love and harmony echoed to core of the heart etching a memory forever. The best of the schools and higher education institutions failed to educate, all they did manage to create was a literate human out of me but not an educated one.  Out there with Nagarhole National Park as my classroom and nature as my tutor I was ecstatic beyond control. Finally my education had begun. With the early birds diffusing the morning ragas to the gentle strings of filtered sunlight.  Beautiful is the day and and so is the magic of Life!!! Early to the sleepy morning brew Opened the door to the spectacular wonders a few Sunlight gently filtering through the misty haze Sparkling the grass to trees in the majestic dew a blaze Up goes the head of the elegant spotted dear in a fray  Distant croaking adding chorus to the soulful ballet Alarm bell chimes through the air ...