On a Sunday Morning by the Sea…

From my journal dated 15-May-2016

The sun is rising to spread its warmth….

The clouds are reluctant to give away the splendour….

They act as a veil only to be a vagrant in the moment….

Looks like I am spellbound by the reveal….


Seems like I am overwhelmed by the Sea as well and not just the Mountains!

There are no looming mountains.

But the calm soothing ocean.

There is no stately silence of the mountains

But the echoing sound of the waves against the soul and rocks.

There are no mountains beckoning you to surrender

But there is the vast expanding horizon enticing you to cross over.

There are no valleys and gorges

But the crest and troughs of the waves.

Be it the mountains or the sea

The soul does take the moment to dance!


A Gorgeous Retreat…





I found this today in my photo archive. It is a sunset of everyday… But what makes it beautiful?

It is a blissful event

It is the showstopper of the day

It is the culmination of a wonderful busy day

It calls on to the dusk

It calls on to every being to retire to their homes

It puts on a show to one side of the world….Be it the brilliant vivid shades of orange, yellow, red and the mesmerising golden glint and hues as if it were calling you to the other side of the world this instant..

It feels like it wants to make a flaring remark upon the world before it brightens the other side of the world…

The last rays glistening on the waves, the sand, the tree tops, the snow clad mountains, the valleys, the rivers….. It sure does leave a mark of life and warmth!

Lastly, the last glint of sunshine miraculously waving a good-bye as well as ushering the beauty of the night…