Where I hide
When the outside world becomes unbearable
I hide inside my thoughts Loving the pindrop silence Only my breath I can hear
I am free of time and space Surrounded by clouds I feel so protected
Slowly when I come back Thoughts becomes words And creates the magic
And that is what I share here knowing that many like minded creators would understand and connect to my thoughts
Copyright (c) 2021 Namrata D Prabhakar
Random…..Afganistan
🙏🏻 👐 🙏🏻
Love is a gentle breeze connecting the world with its fragrance
Hate is a stale air suffocating the world
Let us join hands in love and send the breeze to the people of Afghanistan in their hour of despair
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Random thought…..wish list
My wish-list made of small things
Watching a meteor showers
Sitting on a boulder in the middle of flowing river
Full moon on a winter night and just me
A few other simple pleasures added
I wonder am I overthinking???
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GURUPURNIMA -A DAY OF GRATITUDE
No words can express the feeling of gratitude for MOHANJI, my GURU.
With each passing year, i witness the blessings of HIS presence. It is not that life has been a smooth sailing since HE found me. But awarness that situation come and go has centered me and kept me going. I have not been in his physical presence much, but his messages at the time of a difficult situation reaches me somehow. That’s when his words ‘I AM WITH YOU’ keeps me going
Life is A Journey and path too
Liberty to choose the direction
Each one of us has infinite power
There is no right or wrong
We are responsible for our actions and reactions
One may ask
Why GURUS then ?
Guru or The Master
Is the light illuminating the path
When we are lost
Holding our hands
To gently guide us through the maze
Just being there to protect us
When in harm’s way
“I AM WITH YOU”
Is the most simplistic yet powerful message
Our MOHANJI has for us
Gratitude at HIS lotus feet
For showering LOVE and Warmth
Awakening our inner self
🙏🏻💕🙏🏻💕🙏🏻💕🙏🏻💕🙏🏻💕
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Fruits and Love
While cutting watermelon I observed
All sweetness and softness is hidden deep insight
The outer layer is hard and bitter
To reach the necter we have to cut the outer covering
Likewise
The love is hidden in our spirits
Eceryone is free to find their own ways
To Cut through the outer shell
Reach the essence of life purpose
Then there is NOTHING but BLISS
And Love a perceptual state of Being
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A year – before and today – I
The chaos of early 2020 when the reality of pandemic hit the world and same times in 2021.
What has changed ?
Many precious lives were lost during the course of this one year. There have been tears of pain and despair of not been able to say goodbye to the loved ones who lost their lives
Then again tears of joy and gratitude of holding loved ones who made it through.
The sheer resilience of mankind has created a new world to survive and thrive. It is combined brilliance of the minds , working overtime to find the solutions and the cure.
The result -Today we have VACCINE. There may side effects , but still it is better then having nothing. Lot of People may be apprehensive about it’s long term effects etc and not coming forward to get their jabs. What happens down the road no one knows. What happens TODAY is important.
The pandemic and the Tsunami of pain and destruction it brought taught many lessons.
For me it is :
“Humans are the most vulnerable of all and need a balanced ECOSYSTEM to survive. “
What is your thought , please do share.
Copyright (c) 2021 Namrata D Prabhakar
Inspiration-Guest post
You were there, sitting on your bed silently …
Like a bird waiting for Spring
The small hospice room where they put you
Looks like this branch of chestnut tree.
Your withered hands hook in their language
Your attachment to the world, your desire to leave a mark
To the time that goes by, and your words reflect your will
To trust God, who knows your soul.
At 97, you spend days
Far from Italy that you left behind
You’re going to fall asleep in this distant land
Whose language or saints, you don’t know .
Sweet soul, sweet woman, so withered and serene
God was injected into your veins
You radiated kindness and patience
I was learning in silence, a lesson in existence
Poetry by Christine Frechatd
Christine is a woman par excellence. She lives in Pittsburgh owner of Art Gallery. To know more about her please check out
HAIKU #149 & 150 Companions
The sea side window
Flowing chilly winter breeze
Soulmates -ME and I
Fragrance of winter
Longing for mountains silence
Talk to me again
Living in Desert, longing for the Snow-capped Himalayas , held back by what ?
May be destiny
Copyright (c) 2021 Namrata D Prabhakar
HAIKU #148 Snowflake
Crisp fresh yet gentle
A moment of winter breeze
Frozen on my face
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In the World of Thoughts 