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Oct, 2018 - Pokhara, Fewa Lake What is our Purpose in life? They say, “Children are the ones closest to the gods!” The kids they know when to not know. To take that leap; to jump out into that lake. What is our Purpose in life? Actually the question of purpose and life  only bugs us after we start growing up.   The working hours do not make sense. Being bound by the societal structure we realize who we have come, to become.  We think we are loving, but we are so caught up on getting that attention going. Lost, and withdrawn, we realize we have traveled quite far from who we have a grip over.  Our source of that spontaneous self. The one that which is in all of us.   Only memories remain. So far, only back in time. We all know how life should be, no?   What is your life’s purpose? Till when will you wait for the answer? Is it a destination that you never seem to reach? Is it when you keep doing something you do not ...

June 2011 - Downhill from Peace Pagoda, Pokhara Lovely kids, lost in their own ways.  I just happen to know when I need you. When I am afraid of the thunder. The storms they take me wherever. O captain, my captain. What happened to you? All you wanted was to go out into the adventure no? Did you not want to risk everything? When did it happen that you lost your blood? Why do you take my power away when I feel like I am the strongest? Oh mother soul.   What is it? That stirs us Moves us Whispers to us   Guides us when we are who we are not everytime I say I have come a long way I wonder When I realise It happens when you are lost. Yes when I am lost within the life I live. Lost in the travels, between the meoldy you hide. You wake me when that horn goes loud. You lift me when I do what is not my doing. Eyes that lock. I live for moments like these. When you run deep within and take me by surprise. When I am alive. It may be j...

2013 Nov - Manang, - What an adventure! Daydreaming.. It is one of my favorite things to do on a Saturday. Lie down, unplug from the whole world and get into your music playlist. Put it on shuffle and let your little speaker box take you places. You close your eyes. You let your heart beats let you rule. Your body is just another part of the world that you let go of. You see yourself riding along the hills. Like an eagle you soar through. Fly out into places to places. You see kids playing, and you join with them. You lay down on the grass. You forget what you wanted to do. Love yourself that you are forgetting. Its just the waves. You remind. The thoughts. Suddenly you are far away. From the life you are living. What is life but another journey? How are you and I different? Don't you see? You act as if.. As if I don't understand Oh you don't get me. Let us just sit back. Just a little more. Lets see the sun go down together. Because what ma...

Do you believe that you could bring change in your life with self-affirmation? If it were possible, how would you describe your purpose? How would you position yourself in what you do as a living? I believe that words have a powerful effect on our thoughts. And thoughts on our actions. So, I decided that I REINVENT myself with a clear and positive affirmation of myself. Here's how I tried! And, trust me I feel much clearer going forward!   "I am a believer. I believe in taking small steps. I believe that even simple ideas can bring about a change. I prefer long term sustainable growth instead of short-term instant success. I believe that our work and personal life are linked to our state of well being. They are not two but one whole part of our life. I believe in creating a workplace full of purpose, love, care and empathy. MY PURPOSE is attaining this lifestyle, and helping others create a healthy and a lasting business community. Do I hav...

Small talk speak it out You know, for Lose you shall Dissolve you shall It is gonna feel lighter For you don’t know You don’t how it is going to end You don’t know When its going to hit you Leave you dizzy For you don’t know When its coming out Life has a way of surprising, you see Chilling with friends by river side - 2014 It can be that random shop owner. It can be in the middle of your office work. That traveller you meet on the way. It can be your close people. Or when you are by the side of a river. Maybe after that second cup of tea. Could be you are having a mundane lunch by yourself.   Life has a way of surprising, you see. Always on a hopeless place. Yes like that Rihanna song. The love that connects us all being. The universe has a way of surprising you see. Sometimes it comes to you as a random conversation. When you get to see people, how they are deep down. The time it freezes. When you see in people what you never saw. ...

Night View from Ranikot, October 2018 - Pic Credit: Nikhil Shakya Up in an altitutde 2000 meters high, I let myself go. Took my shoes off; threw myself over the wet grass. No point fighting against the gravity. I allowed everything to sink in, all the tiredness, all that swirling thoughts. I stared as the clouds of muckiness rose. All that pilled up stress. I watched. As the dusk surrendered to the night. Oh the clouds we carry! I was looking for a get-away, to unwind all that karma-net woven over time. I was staring above. Suddenly I was drawn. At awe with the floating clouds, whizzing past the endless night. Little by little as the sky opened up. The vastness of the universe it opened up. A quiteness filled my heart. I forgot where I was. I recalled of our struggle all the way through the winding roads, earlier that day. How we sang along the way. How we drove through the narrowest of passages. Oh how we were unaware of that which was coming? It doesn’t tak...

October, 2018 - Ghale Gaun, Lamjung - Homestay Home Mountains on my mind! Oh the beauty so powerful, I stop thinking. All that chatter and noise will only insult the quietness. I find that my thoughts are all gossips. It is like hearing strangers speak. Why do I need to hear of the city life up here? I become powerless. Up here. Up in the mountains. They are the kings. The gods and the demons. The insects they buzz to keep up with the silence of the night. The air so pure, the winds they are humbling. I want to just stare out of the village and watch as the time flows. I struggle to point out the change. I am not the same person up here. Not when I say Namaste, not when I smile back to people that pass. Just a sip of the tea, it was never this important. My heart she feels strange. Because the grandma she doesn’t smile back for long. We are staying at a home stay. I ask Vauju what she would make us for a round of snacks? She is not sure what I want along with...

In the silence I pray. I pray for it to stop. My heart, it feels empty. My gut tells me it is not right. My mind tells me there is a change she is coming. I would do anything for it to stop. Another sleep. Another day.   Love is what breaks. The cracks that open you up. Oh didn’t you come here for more she says. Is this all you can be? Is it only that far your hands can reach?   What is love? Not what you hold Not which you carry Drag to your burry for it is when you no longer worry breathe more smile wide let go of the hands and the feet they flow I live more When I love more All she can be What she is Is that mellow Mellow Mug Mellow Mug - Pulchowk - With the office team (28th Sept) What is Love? The mug of that iced tea. The sip she cools your breathe down. The air she blows your fear away. The music she moves you to the beat. Wherever you are and what you decide to be. That acceptance. That intimacy. That heart sh...

Photo - Tapovan Height  Wake me up when September ends! I wake up. The dreams that I don’t dream. How can you sleep? When you finally see, how can you unsee? The whole life you see is what skips. Skips in an air of breath. The thump of your heart.   I wake up to the pull of the unknown. Wake up to the stillness of the night, the music of the hymn.   If I am not ready I am never going to be. Life goes on. I feel that something is different. Just that I don’t know. It is September that time of the year again. When the rains have just washed away of whats left. Call of the autumn and oh song of the birds, please answer to me? The dots that I can’t connect. The stars they only give me clues. While I witness my life from a mountain top. Flying across the terrain I just flow.  This is something different. I have finally gotten your glimpse. Love that never ends. The river that never dries. The songs that forever live. I bow to you.  ...

Freedom. What does it feel like? Taste and smell like Take me to the land of yours To the mountains that soar   November, 2013 - Thorong La Pass - 5400 m   Freedom is Riding downhill Taking that handle off on a full speed it takes you back climbing uphill where you finally feel a deep sense of belonging that which really beats your heart Freedom it is If anything I have lost You only have it When you don’t Miss when you seek Long when you not hear Elusive it is Are you that far? I want to know again What you feel like what you taste like In how you go The way you swing move the way you move Breathe in like you do In my prayers I do Oh Freedom Take me in And Take me out     ­        

The seas they turn and revolt. The winds they sway. The trees no longer silent to a cold night. When night comes to life. He stares up in the quite space above. There is a certain force that pulls. The night sky it opens up. The stars gazing at you. Full moon it comes. Clouds they glide. Suddenly you are taken in. Peace takes over. You forget your life for a while. You leave all that behind. It’s the call, the call of the moon and the stars, of the clouds and the night. It is when the moment flies It is when you move across time It is when you travel through the horizon To what our ancestors saw To what they sang to To what they believed in To the humanity that we have lost To the nature we are part of To what we are never going to lose

-Mardi High Camp, 3580m (October 2016) Where the earth meets the sky Where the world turns right up and round back Where the day meets the night Where sound meets the silence It is when you come out It is when you shine It is when you see Beauty that lies in the slopy hills Vastness that covers all around How the Sun dissolves into the clouds It is just warm enough It is just the way you want it to be When you realise that less is more Suddenly the chilly air that overwhelmes Sound of the insects they bring you to life The people around they come to light The life around seems just right The heart it lifts You realise You feel That small fraction That small moment It is everything All you do is surrender

He is stepping out All of humanity behind Earthly Hangover setting in He steps in on the spaceship Spaceship of his mind He closes his eyes Art by Olly's:  www.oshou.co There is nothing to worry about There is nothing left There is no one to call to There is no one to remember There is everyone to miss He closes his eyes He breathes heavy The thoughts come swirling The memories they cry They rule They tell him They control him He gives up It is when he knows he is flying He is lifted up Suddenly a peace carries him Heaviness it disappears A peace like nothing before He is amazed Its heavenly And at once He is blown Thrifted upwards suddenly Taken above Flying at an ever growing speed Pulled upwards In the kaledoscope of changing Space and time they dissolve He looks around Ladders that seem endless Visions he never saw before Elevators that keep passing Screaming with voices that are no...

July, 2018 - Himachal Pradesh I forgot I forgot how long  I forgot where and when  But I was staring  In the roar of the river's flow  Maybe I was floating  Asleep, Unconscious, or Dreaming  That’s when I woke up  It was cold, but I was struggling Fighting to breathe Heat suddenly rising within me To swim  To survive  To find out where I am  I am flowing along the current  Suddenly the life force kicks me up  Like the flowing water  Sometimes we forget  We think that we are the rocks  Pressed by the overall existence  But but  We are not a rock  We are meant to be rivers  Waiting to join the ocean  Drops to be Whole again! 

The life of a spiritual man. Life starts with a spark. He lights up an incense. Photograph by Enache Georgiana There is a slight hesitation. There is a fight in that brief stance. Coldness of the incense up against the purposeful burn. The stillness has to stir. The winner is already decided. It only takes seconds for it to pick up.  Acceptance unfolds. Clouds of smoke slowly dissolve into the air. It always burns up, the air. Morning wakes you slow. You only have a subtle moment where you know whether you have woken up.  His time starts with a burning incense. For him it has to burn, it has to dissolve. Find its way and join the rest of world. Whether it is his Love. His happiness. His sorrow. His stillness. His restlessness. There is no purpose. Only celebration. Submission. The fragrance fills the room. You witness life. In the glowing incense. The air that fills. There is no purpose. Only Celebration. Celebration of ...

Sensitivity is the key. Spiritual Sensitivity. Picture Credit: Dear friend, Bipasha To be able to listen to the rain. To be able to watch the birds fly. To be able to see the flowers radiate. To be able to see the smiles in people. To be filled with the music of the whole existense. I am not talking about the sensory sensitivity. In fact sensitivity comes from being able to listen to the silence. Silence so deep, that even a drop of a rain moves you. Even the flutter of the wings lifts you. The flowers they fill you with joy. And the smiles in people fill you with love. After all, whats the point? Whats the point of asking for only a handful when you can get everything. Actually it is not about asking. It is about listening to what cannot be heard. Of what cannot be seen. Going beyond. Questioning everything. Why are we actually here again? So what do you think is worth living for?