A family rule has collapsed today in India.

Today is for some a tragedy

But great news for democracy

A father and son’s hunger for power

To rule a province forever

Has come to a dramatic downfall

May all dynastic rulers have such a fall.

My reflections on this panoramic view…

 

A mini world

Has unfolded

In front of me

From this balcony.

I enjoy this view

A wholesome sight

With a nice cool waft

And no noise whatsoever.

I can view

The infinite sky above

Trees around

And the vast land.

I see the river Godavari

A holy river

With many temples

Along the banks.

I see spiritual people

Bathing in the river

Visiting the temples by the river

And the roadside vendors.

I see small and large houses

Optimistically of nice families

Living happily and peacefully

This is what I wish for them sincerely.

- N. Lalitha Raghu

Wishful thinking!

 

Dear good old Banyan tree

My earnest Pranams!

For many like me, Hindus

You possess supernatural powers

Your bark is Lord Vishnu,

Your roots are Lord Brahma,

Your branches are Lord Shiva

And your leaves are the resting place

Of Lord Krishna.

I will stand here

Under your shade

Praying

For a long time

Every day

Until you pity me

And bless me

By granting my wish

To be as strong as you

In all weathers

And have a tress

Long and dense

Like your aerial roots.

This picture evokes regret.

 

I loved cycling in the past

Ever since I learned it

At the age of five

At Kothagudem town

And for nearly two decades thereon.

I rode it mostly in Secunderabad

In all weather on roads good and bad

Then I moved on to a scooter

And on to a motorcycle later

And afterwards on to a car.

I cherish memories

Of very happy times and rides  

On scooters and motorbikes

With my better half on the pillion

Holding me for safety and relaxation.

When I saw this picture

I began to regret and wonder

Why I have never

Thought of taking my better half on rides

On a bicycle, my most loved vehicle of decades!

 A video for your amusement:

Are such books essential?

 

This is to exhibit

That any subject

That arouses interest

And the desire for insight

Would not prevent

A books-lover

And an avid reader

From seeking books

That would enlighten.

Books not just in one language

But in more than one

For more knowledge

And perfection.

The books you see here

In all probability appear

To be for a wedding priest

With mantras and slokas in Sanskrit

But there in them is the explanation

Of wedding rituals and significance

Which are very essential

But go unexplained

 To the groom and bride

Who are happily made

To play an ignorant role

Which they enact happily

And fortunately  

Live happily ever after

So in conclusion love matters

More than such wedding literature?