I have no name,

No identify,

Call me anything,

Love or hate,

Doesn’t matter,

Am still there lying lifeless,

Brooding over the past,

What went wrong or

Am on the right others still lost ?

Counting the days,

When was the last time I smiled ?

Heavy heart,

Yearn for my own self,

I lost long back…..


From :

Infinite Being 💝old-1130743_1920



Loveology – out of course.

I was reader by chance,

Tasting the love that exists in the world,

Until I met him, the love of my heart,

The eternal bliss to depend upon,

The eternal me to love,

There’s no you and I,

Earlier, it was just ME,

The entire whole ME,

And then you ring inside me like an unexplored subject of LOVEOLOGY.

P.S : Hope it makes sense. Till next time !

With 💓 Infinite Being.

Infinite Bliss

Ring the music in my heart of Infinite bliss and love,

Tear apart the rhythm that makes no sense at all,

Include the sounds and your heartbeats,

Giving them a shape of a full fledged being,

Providing super power that dissolves everything yet remains apart,

distinct and firmly grounded on the Infinite note and rhythm,

Create a new me,

Let the old me go venture out like a daring soul,

Now, don’t you speak a word, let me inhale and exhale the real part of that Infinite Bliss…

P.S : Let me know if this piece makes sense.

Till next time ! Stay blessed 🙂


The restless nights, the heart break,

entire day i spend in over thinking,

for that one thing that’s missing in my life,

and many crop up in a second.

The void, the love, the success and what not,

decisions i took long back,

appeared the worst choices of my life.

Unable to keep my head at rest,

i dived into depression,

until i understand,

the air i breathe is a blessing,

the water i drink is a blessing,

the food on my table is a blessing,

the family i have is a blessing,

the education i have is a blessing,

the job i have is a blessing,

the trees around me is a blessing,

the sky on my roof is a blessing,

the rain during monsoon is a blessing,

the coffee on my table is a blessing,

the love that nature showers is a blessing,

and then,

all of a sudden,

clouded mind cleared,

to seek the best i own,

maybe i have no super rocket things,

but the happiest is one,

who knows how to live the blessings to the fullest,

and create plenty out of it.

P.S. Take a minute to count your blessings not complaints and am sure blessings will weigh heavier than complaints. Because life is not perfect and should never be perfect.

Till next time !


I’ll probably wish to go with the flow,

am tired of rowing against it.

Every day getting up and fighting,

no, there’s nothing wrong in it,

nor am tired of that,

but what if the thing is planned or

say destined as such.

In that case am only left with a choice of giving up,

to that flow, that energy that’s guiding,

the entire self,

I won’t say Man proposes, God disposes,

because somehow, we are helpless,

helpless against few incidents,

we can never control,

At last we have only one choice left,

to give up or flow with the flow,

and thus, to never give up,

i’ll choose to flow,

flow and hardly look back again,

to not hurt my soul.


I hear them,

are of all types.

Claiming my peace of mind,

perplexing, many a times.

When angry, rebelling, sad, gloomy, happy,

they leave me hardly at times.

I respond to them,

still they want my presence every single time.

If i want to shut them,

they urge for my sanity.

The moment i take a long deep breath,

they mock my methods.

Even in oxygen, they add CO to suffocate me,

black out my mind.

To let me think not,

just react haphazardly.

It then made me guilty,

guilty of uncontrollable senses.

And my kith and kin,

certify that am out of my mind.

What to tell them,

about these voices.

They will kill me one day for sure,

but before that i need to live with these voices,

to respond to them every single time.

Missing You.

This month is cruelest of all,

that brings back those happy days I left long back,

Our fun, our cheer, our tears everything that i could hardly relate to,

Your saying, my complaints, nothing sensible though,

The drying rain, the weather that’s no use,

Or am i still struck in that lovely time of OUR,

The fights we fought, the arguments we had,

The faith which shattered so easily,

Your words that still echo in my ears,

This month is the cruelest of all i must say,

It fails all my attempts to be a new ME,

I get back to my cave of melancholy,

To sleep and wait for this month to pass out,

so that am less injured when i come out.

Life as it is….

I hardly know life,

He actually introduced himself at the time of my birth,

I smiled, my eyes looking steadfastly on LIFE,

Irrespective of things am going to see,

No matter what it will contain,

‘Hey, am life ‘ that’s how he shake hands,

My little fingers moving vigorously, hardly able to shake properly,

He vanished hearing the sound of my mother approaching,


I started growing, learning new things,

get to know myself,

remembering new words,

fights with siblings,

But he never approached,


Days went, time passed,

I was a teenager,

full of new world, new hopes, new dreams,

it’s when i tasted the failure for the first time,

Parents told me it’s LIFE my child, move on with greater zeal,

I hardly remember the meet,


I grew up as a young lady,

ready for new challenges,

reading all the way,

learning new insights,

just then everything seemed to be right,

It turned all upside down,


I struggled, it made no sense,

I shouted, anyone hardly heard,

people around me said,”It’s LIFE”,

I wondered why he’s so shy to even face me,

Then the incidents become clear,


I remember the person i met as a child,

It was he..he came to tell me, i missed that out,

he was there when i was smiling at him,

Now he’s busy introducing himself to others,

I’ll hardly know him that better until death introduce herself to ME.


Created by : Shalini Sharrma

Half Time 2016 #InkingReflections

I get up one morning,

looked around and decided,

to pen down words, no matter how harsh they sound,

no matter whatever my mind cooks,

it’s it’s really important to pen them down,

to store them somewhere – RandomRagas ,

never to lose them,

somewhere to find,

to look back whenever am not sound,

to re read The Silence…. ,

to laugh at Lonely Stairs ,

to believe in Broken dreams… ,

to clear my Hazy Perspective ,

to lie down,

and think no more just to pen down,

It’s now 6 months from where i started,

I met lovely people,

who are my Muse… ,

who’s so kind to my Words…

constantly changing me every day & night,

I was just a Bibliophile… ,

now with Motivation And You ,

I’ve step ahead to write more apart from posts,

writing is all natural now,

and importantly a delightful delight 🙂

P.S : Thanks to all the lovely people who’re supporting me every day and am glad i took  A to Z April’16 challenge. has helped me a lot to explore more, not to forget our Blog Chatter community that gave and still giving new people as friends in blogging 🙂




Blog break

Much needed stuff right now, after almost 2 days of technology break (i did it), i realized break is something one should take every now and then just to introspect a little, your ways, direction and what really matters. So, it’s time for me to take a week break from my lovely blog as i’ll be planning few posts and to make this blog even better 🙂

So, see ya all and before i go appreciate every good 🙂