Let us believe, then, until some dismal authority forbids us, that elephants meet by the bright Indian moonlight in the ballrooms they clear in the depths of the forest, and dance mammoth quadrilles and reels to the sighing of the wind through the trees and their own trumpeting, shrill and sudden as the Highlander’s hoch!… Continue reading Quotes from the Wild
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Hope a poem by Ashok Gupta
If winter comes can spring be far behind? Without hope, patience is not worth a dime! All that seems wise has already been said A hundred times. Let it stand alone Without the need of a guise. Evaluate it then within the recesses of your own mind. All thoughts need some context to be meaningful… Continue reading Hope a poem by Ashok Gupta
Divine Grace by Rajan Varghese
Embracing beauty and power Musical melodies of divine excellence Grace and smile composed By the finest artist in brilliance Destiny follows you like God’s will Man often ordained as master of his own work and destiny to receive honour And power! As the divine grace granting new life with a new name and blessings! Like… Continue reading Divine Grace by Rajan Varghese
I see you here by Arunav Barua
Make your presence felt, No you, happiness withheld Complete, with you here… Want a blog like this? Try WordPress. (c) Arunav Barua (I.I.T Guwahati, North Guwahati, Assam)
That Leap of Faith by Arunav Barua
Ever woke up scared, disoriented and not knowing where? Open your eyes and you’d see that the Sky’s still there Even the worst nightmare passes away with a little smile All that we need is a heart strong enough to withstand while The planet remains, its beauty intact, hidden in white pages That are real… Continue reading That Leap of Faith by Arunav Barua
Himalayan in pictures by Urvsh
My friend Urvsh is holidaying in the Himalayan. She shares with us her images and videos. The Himalayan range is located in the Indian subcontinent. Mt Everest, K2 and Kanchenjunga, some of the world’s highest peaks lies in the Himalayan range.
Musing: The Hills top
I stand at the top, savoring this freedom Oh hear me, hear me sweet Freedom! I see the happy white clouds sail away, I see the black hawks circle above me, I hear the sound of talking, of machines, of the wild, altogether! I see mother Natures great painting tablet, I see the town and… Continue reading Musing: The Hills top
