No one is perfect, but we should strive to be better each day—never at the cost of our humanity.
-
Workplace: My Place of Worship
For me, the workplace is the best place of worship—where I move one step closer to salvation. It is here that I learn and practice the art of attachment with detachment.
Attachment to the work itself—its challenges, the spirit of teamwork, the quiet sacrifice of family time, the selfless giving. Understanding the deeper needs of society, the roots of distorted behaviors, frustration, and egoism in others. A silent fulfillment in shouldering responsibilities beyond my own.
And at the same time, detachment from any expectation of reward, appreciation, or recognition—be it from colleagues or family. A gentle reminder to keep going without seeking anything in return.
This practice cleanses me from within.
And in that stillness, I feel it—each particle in the universe resonates at its own frequency, emitting a unique vibration. A rhythm of purpose.
There is a whole world yet to explore.-
Not everyone is meant to bear your pain...
So rise, stand tall, and speak your truth out loud.-
Responsibilities need no motivation...... it's an unwavering driving force within ourselves giving directions to our actions, if we are inner-receptive.
-
Wrapped in red, blessed by grace — closing the 9 divine nights with love, devotion, and the eternal blessings of Maa Durga.
-
Soaring high is definitely irresistible,
but,
the real magic of life lies in
laying low.-
"Embrace"
Sometimes, pause and take a glance,
Admire yourself—give life a chance.
No need to shy away or hide,
Let self-love stand tall with pride.
To honor others, start within,
Acceptance blooms where you begin.
Don't wait for time to shift its tide,
Make every moment turn to light.-
"क्षितिज का भ्रम"
मैं अपनों का प्यार, तो
वो ख़्वाबों का समंदर चाहता है।
मैं अपनो की आँखों का नूर, तो
वो महत्वाकांक्षाओं का जहा़न चाहता है।
बात बनती भी तो बनती कैसे
क्षितिज तो आँखों का भ्रम ही है ना...
क्या वास्तव में धरती से कभी आसमान जुड़ता है?-
Life is beautiful, a fleeting tide,
Time slips like sand, no place to hide.
Savor each moment, let laughter swell,
Capture them dearly—before they dwell as memories to tell.-
हर जीव की उड़ान है, इक दाने की खोज में,
संघर्ष की ये शाम है, फिर सवेरे की रोज़ में।
नदी बहे किनारों तक, प्यासे की पुकार में,
अन्न का है स्वाद भरा, श्रम के हर इक ग्रास में।
राह यही, चाह यही, जीवन की पहचान है,
दाने से ही जुड़ी हुई, हर साँस की उड़ान है।-