Express your heart amidst the nature, the god’s ultimate expression. That’s what I believed in

Those glittery eyes of him looked up like the candles but never flickered. In one, he held the life and in the other, the death

Humanity is divided by the dietary traditions but is united by the hunger

The faith in the light, the vigor to plunge out from the mud and the sustained nobility to remain unstained by the past is what makes it a lotus

In the secret most corner of my mind, I conspire to live like a lotus, as a lotus, buoyant, in full bloom, untainted

She was beautiful for no reason, like a poppy, like the tender smile of an infant, like a dew drop, like the sunset, like the mother-nature — the god’s ultimate expression.

Infant clouds of the gloaming were struggling to prove their loyalty to the wind. Earth strived hard to prove its fertility. Somewhere, the flowers fought hard to preserve the fragrance in their wombs for the unknown tomorrow. The life was on an endless swing, mine and yours.

Men get brave by the brave actions, they win over their fear by understanding the nature of fear.

Somewhere deep down in my mind, an idea sprouted. The idea of brave men. The idea that worked for all the sages and the sinners, the kings and the paupers, the idea of flying, the idea of setting oneself free.