2020
It is the start of another year, 2020, invite your soul to embark on a journey this year. Let your soul be filled with only the essence of its worth.
My Grandfather, KantiDada, on the Balcony
Quietly he sat on the balcony, reading papers of news all around the world and enjoying his fragrant cup of chai tea. He always appeared to be able to live in the present moment. He loved conversations with every individual who would come visit him on the porch. His mind was sharp and his nature
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My Father
My father is a quiet man. yet LOUD in his heart. Quietly, he taught us the importance of education with emphasis on his passions for math and science, Quietly, he taught us the importance of arts, music and poetry alike, Quietly, he taught us to cheer for our home sports teams, Quietly, he taught us
She saw him…
She saw him. His pain, His smile, His laughter, His kindness, She saw him, as is, and smiled.
The clearest of unclear
They were all in a room, A group of people from different generations, Laughing, smiling and loving. On the outside looking in, no one was able to tell if the people in the room were related or not. It was blurred lines in their hearts of friendships feeling like a family. It was relationships no
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A Nature’s Blossom
The nature of a human being blossoms the same way a garden does, it just needs to be tended with the same spirit.
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Sunrise
The Sun rises, Love rises, Hope rises, The Meaning of Life also rises, Indeed the sun has risen today and forever will.
The Garden of Gods
Entering The Garden of Gods….The weight on her shoulders was filled with the enormity of life’s responsibilities as well as the echoes of the past. Exiting The Garden of Gods….The majestic surroundings in every direction she had viewed reminded her of life’s possibilities as well as echoes of the future yet to come.
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The Journey
Some climb mountains, Some climb hills, Let us not focus on what was climbed but rather the journey of the climb itself. For each may be just as triumphant for that individual. That is what we are celebrating in each other.
Connections
Sometimes the connection is too strong to let it go. Somehow you have to let it be. If it was meant to be your connection, it will never be lost. It will find its way home.