Pens and Pages

Where does the serpentine road lead? To the hill's top and beyond. A tiny hut resides at the end of the road, The road ends where people do not go. There rests in peace my muse and love Within a coffin made of soil and leaves. Sometimes, she sits atop the mountains people do not see, Touching the clouds, she smiles in glee. And when the wars will end and birds will sing. She will turn the serpentine road around, For a new world to lead.

I wasn't old enough When I first believed in magic. Over the years, I have learned To believe in it, Even more. Believe that doors will open, Or at least, a window will do; Believe the bars will be shattered, Or at least, they will melt The way blocks of ice-cream do. I wasn't old enough, When I first saw magic, In a stranger's smile, In a bar of chocolate Handed to me out of the blue. Over the years, I have seen Magic still lingering around me. I have believed in magic, I still do. The way I stumble and fall, The day when things can't go more wrong, The way it's all good again, Faint smiles And the tears I wipe. And I still see magic Before I go to sleep The way the bird near my window Probably smiles with its weird beak. And everyday I wake up, The bird awaits my call, It flies away As I take my morning stroll. Gestures of kindness And the humble people I meet, I believe there is magic, At every step, in every deed. I am old en...

It was more fearful than I imagined and I screamed my heart out... But once the hardest part of jumping off was done, it was a wonderful experience... Now I know fear is natural, so is screaming... That fear can turn you into a timid person who backs off at the last moment... But when you overcome what's pulling you back, you know you're much more than who you know you are - you're infinite. I'm the river and the mountains, The calm and the hurricane, I'm the fear and the fearless, I'm more than just enough, I'm infinite... Photos taken during Bungy Jumping at Jumpin Heights, Shivpuri