Memories

Change is inevitable  We need to embrace  Without any resistance  With full faith What is in form Must lose it someday It's a change of garb Only a momentary display. Life is transient  Live it like a play Play the roles Unattached, but embued with grace  The arena is full The audience agape Who themselves will enact When it's their time on stage Be vibrant  Before it's too late Be what you want to be Before it's time to go away. Change is inevitable  We need to embrace  Without any resistance  With full faith

The quiet of the noon  Has a lot  to say We just need to listen  With patience and be gay  A little squirrel  comes hoping  In the garden of my house She  parades the entire area Stopping at places she finds safe I always keep nuts for her in the backyard  Gillu comes hastily Making sure nobody is around  She savours  them in a hurry And disappears in the vastness unbound  I keep a tiny water bowl  For Gillu to drink it whole  She comes and takes a few sips And merrily goes around pretty swift This is a tiny tale Of Gillu and l  A naughty noon visitor  Who is more than welcome in my house where I reside.

You are my friend  My friend for life Helping me tread the path With a gentle smile  Your encouragement gives me strength  Your support helps me thrive My life finds a meaning  Only with you by my side  It never did occur to me How you became an integral part of me As if you were there  Since the very beginning  Walking besides me. I was lost, unable to see The sacred beauty of existence  And the truth lying hidden  Quietly within my being. It seems to unfurl now Letting me feel that something  Which is beyond everything  Which is beyond me.