Caravan of Light

Me a pearl, you an ocean Living together forever In your heart is my abode In my shine is your reflection You sustain me, and nourish me I am your pride, your honor Your surging bottom spreads The aurora of Love to my shell Buried inside its crust I move Responding to your call of Love Crossing every frontier and limit When this Love reaches you and me Blind is the world that is unable to feel The warmth it brings to you and me They question, and argue and complain I feel sorry for their doubtful souls Those who are unable to Appreciate the wonders of Love Nature excludes them from It’s Art of Creation Dry remains in their souls The seeds of Conception The Universe desires to witness The limits of God’s best creation From the bond of Love, learn Your aim, your goal, your destiny And reveal unto the Worlds Your boundless bounds…!

This post is not a poem, just a voice of my heart... Please ignore any shortcomings related to poetic expression in it! Dedicating to the Full Moon tonight! Oh you, the brightest spot in the gloomy sky How many mysteries in your bosom lie? You have for countless centuries Guided Man out of his miseries Nature in your growth and disappearance put The charms of its most precious assets These secrets reached Man when Desired the tides of Life to reach you Who basked themselves in your Light Got their Hearts enlightened with Love Love made the sky gleam with Full Moon When the clouds of confusion left the blue Enlightening the night of your Love is your orbit A symbol of Hope are you, oh Full Moon All your secrets, confide in us and Turn our motion like yours, oh Moon We who look for the footsteps of our beloved Teach us your way of Living, oh Moon

Let me introduce you to me and my doll. I am ten years old, and my doll is umm… perhaps five years old, although she does not seems so young! She is a plastic doll, but no no… don’t think that she looks any different from me. In fact I put in every effort to make her look like myself. I knot her hairs just like my Mama ties mine. And dress her up like I would get dressed with the help of my Mama on any occasion. But there are some differences too. She can not move around or show any response to my words *sighs*. My doll has got some friends too. All the girls who live in my neighborhood keep at least one plastic doll and all our dolls are very fond of each other. But there is one exception. My Sissy, who is ten years elder than me, do not keep any doll. Hymph…! I can’t even think of living without my doll and you know what once I heard Sissy saying that even Mama keep two plastic dolls. I wonder…! As is my nature whenever I get wind of a strange matter I get curious to kno...

Knowledge has a stock of many exciting stories… But today I have come up with the tale of Knowledge itself… The Story of Man and Knowledge. Man and Knowledge are old acquaintances. Angels bowed down before Adam because Man had Knowledge of the things they knew not. Knowledge has two offspring; Teaching and Learning. Both Teaching and Learning grows in the laps of Knowledge and help Man in his search for it. After Adam came to this world, a chain of Prophets and saints followed him who taught Humanity how to learn. This teaching brought a massive revolution and the whole World evolved in the process. A new age dawned on Humanity after the chain of Prophets concluded and now Knowledge had to seek fresh quarters where Teaching and Learning could grow and hence help Man in his quest for Knowledge. Man was so close to Knowledge but in order to feel and admire the intimate relation he is destined to have with it he had to undergo certain stages of evolution. Recognizing this,...