From my old diary...

While turning the pages of my old diary, my eyes ran over this poem, i had written way back in 1994.
Thought of sharing it with all..

On the canvas of earth,
nature moved its strokes,
to bless us with,
rain, to rejuvenate freshness in life,
river, to smooth en the tough terrains,
sea, to join the ocean of warmth,
and...
a place, which incorporates all shades of nature,
a place, overflowing with love, peace and selflessness,
a heaven, called your lap.

Thank you mother !

It was my mothers birthday when i wrote it for her..

The cost of Freedom!

We all long for freedom,even fight for it at times.. Why not! After all its our right,isn't it? Not to think twice before doing what we want.No one to ask any questions or give free advice! 'Its MY life' is what we youngsters believe in. At times people tend to feel a bit more 'free', believing in -' No strings attached. No attachment. Me, my dreams and my desires'. That is something interesting to think about, but is it really feasible ? Or rather, is it worth? Sit back and think about some good memories... most of them would be the time we spent with our loved one's. The moments when we felt most 'attached' to the people we care for. Attachments and relationships add meaning to our lives. They give us the best time, to cherish life long. Then why do people run away from the commitments and sacrifices they bring along?

Its good to give enough freedom to the people we love. Too much freedom though, may take us far from them.. detached..