Let me your silent admirer

Let me be, your silent admirer. 

let me observe you, silently, secretly. 

let me hide behind the leaves 



and see you through them 

shades of green, get diminished in the air 



and the wind carry to me, traces of your face 

hiding at times, at times showing you through. 



let me hide behind, the clouds above 

and see you dance beneath. 

seeing you move, seeing my world move. 



let me hide behind, the flowers, hued to an extent 

indefinable; fragrant, to the limits un sensed. 

flowing into me, all mixed up; you and the nature. 





let me hide behind, my own self. 

not let you ever know, what lies inside 

never speaking, only observing. 

seeing you evolve, involve 

seeing myself, lost. 



let me, observe you. 

love you, indefinitely.

Defining Love

dispersed in this evening sky 

is love, mixed in varied proportions 

at times it is happiness, 

at times it is sorrow 

at times laughter 

at times pain 

it even has in it care 

calm, composed; serene it is 

tends to be excited at times too 

with the rush of emotions 

playing fool of the calm established 

at times it is the night well slept 

at times it is the hug never opted out of 

at times the bright morning 

that brings with it another day 

of staying together, expression 

eyes it has; music it plays; 

dances along; it gently flows 



so do i claim love has all this mixed in it 

or i say, that these characteristics define love? 

tough to claim. 

and what's easy is to be lost in this evening light beneath the evening sky.

Solace

pertaining to the fear of eyes

persistent to the flow of wind

not the best of words used

not the best of grammar utilized

i conveyed my inner self

through the fall of autumn leaves

and their faded colour

to match the vigour lost

in the battle half begun

in the love well established

in the wait perhaps prolonged

in the night utter dark

with a glow in the eyes

of a major solitude

silenced to death, by life itself

not worthy enough to see the end

not cautious enough to tread alone

not sincere enough to live fully

in a matter of few moments

I am lost and brought back

senses activated,  I am lost again

your presence of primary importance

to the mortal desires of the flesh

to the eternal deeds of the eyes

lost beneath the stars, characterised

by the fading, falling leaves

I seek you, in solace.

Rajiv Ratna Gandhi (August 20, 1944 – May 21, 1991)

For some days, people thought that India was shaking. But there are always tremors when a great tree falls.

MUMBAI born 'Dosco'

LONDON gave him 'Wings' to fly with his GF!!!

INDIAN AIRLINES gave him 'Work'

ANTONIA gave birth to his 2 'Angels'!!!

TRAGEDIES shattered his decision to remain 'Political aloof'

BLESSINGS made him youngest 'PM'!!!

INDIAN POPULATION gave him 'Dream' to save his country

POLITICS gave him 'Situation' in which he offended few!!!

ENEMIES 'Killed' him

PARADISE 'Hugged' him!!!

GOD LOVED HIM FOR HIS ® S A C R I F I C E ®

TRIBUTE to Mr. Clean - *Mr. Rajiv Ratna Gandhi* 

JAI HIND !