Conflicting Minds

Gazing at the beauty, Treating to the eyes Touching my very soul At the blink of an eye Sweet caress of the Moon Dreams that cover me In quiet little moments Surrendering all I have Living the Moon Dance!   The Love I sense The touch I can guess Swiftly beaming so pure Shines in all its splendor Shimmering like the gem Treasured as it appears! Rare as long as you stare Breathes that emotion Living the Moon Dance!

Raised and reared, Rooted and grounded. Breed so rare, Standing with stare. Better off a dozen, Learnt life’s finest lesson. Dearing to dare Thoughts that scare. Way beyond measure. Rooted in treasure!   Every moment it takes, Every breath that awakes, Succumb to pressure, That is life’s gesture. Times so leisure Coming to a closure. Does not that ring a bell? I have a story to tell. Listen to me instead, Rooted in treasure!

I have not run out of vocabulary, Every word I mean literally, Day and night, the thoughts set in Calls from my heart within. Riding on my mind for sure Is this making me feel insecure? Never have I felt like this. Boggling ideas is a bliss! And it is the only one That eases as done.   Somewhere read in between in lines, It says clearly, I am not fine The grass is greener on the other side, Comes to me with arms open wide. Distinct is the sound so familiar Way to far, I am not so near Yearning for that only desire, Burning intense like the fire Emotions drive afterwards Stand still, it is way beyond words!

The genesis of rich heritage, Clinging to mother earth Deeply rooted in tradition, Springs the varied cultures. A melting pot that reigns supreme, Designed with a sacred intention Coming together as one family, Diversity in unity.   Many have come and gone too soon, Times that tell, stories that should History that now repeats itself, Hold the future strong ahead. Lying beside that dainty look Offering the deal that never stood. In my heart, the only desire, Comes forth burning with fire.   Words fall short and expressions leave I know that someday we will believe The truth that unfolds Lies that we hold. Multiple ways to reveal the unsaid, True patriotism is when it bled. The days have gone, yet apart Courage, my friend shall depart.   Into the deep shall we be, Eyes that have now to see. Into the depth, shall it roar Eagles in the sky that soar. A new day dawned Memoirs so fond. Still remains among a mill...

It is all about mixing and matching these days, that’s how creativity and innovation takes place. An interesting way to collaborate and learn from cross-industry expertise, I always used refreshing alcoholic beverages to inspire developing fragrances in the citrus space, like a Mojito based shower gel, with zesty grapefruit, mint, basil and bitter lime, bergamot hints of clean, refreshing cues. I came across some enthusiastic mixologists and bartenders over Instagram and social media. Just like the Yuzu ingredient is trending and now Bira comes with this flavored beer, I am not surprised to see things turn the other way round. Recently, at the Phoenix Mall, Lower Parel, Mumbai (India), one of the most popular fragrance brands ‘Jo Malone’ conducted this amazing PR activity to get consumers smell their fragrances, experience, and dive into some refreshing ingredient-based cocktails. Successfully, this enthralled the audience and not forgetting inviting newbies into the sensory spac...

It comes so natural, All the wit and humor, The presence of mind, Assertiveness and Inquisitiveness, When I speak, when I write, It just flows like milk, So genuine and spontaneous, It’s all in my Genes.   Extreme in my expressions, With vibrancy and enthusiasm, Excited and quiet at the same time. Ironically, I can be straightforward. It’s no sarcasm or conflicting paradox. A play with words and pun intended. So subtle yet to the point, It’s all in my Genes. Buy Life's Little Treasures Book Online at Low Prices in India | Life's Little Treasures Reviews & Ratings - Amazon.in    

Light shines in the midst of darkness Weary stands me alone In all my nothingness I wonder What brings me to my abode There’s only one way now That I could foresee To come out of my slumber To the thoughts that awaken me Dawned a quick realization The army of Façade!   Trembling winters, sleepy nights Holding brother, my only fright Comes in time the sultry wave Beneath the sea, was all I gave The most prized possession I have an inclination Troublesome days are very close Holding up high, opening doors Waiting for the right moment, Here and now end the Façade! Buy Daffodils - Volume 2 Book Online at Low Prices in India | Daffodils - Volume 2 Reviews & Ratings - Amazon.in  

Life is all about music and lyrics The notes you play, the tunes you say Lightly taken, now mistaken Deeply touches, rhythmic waves Tuning so play right, the notes out of sight. There comes the fiddler and his instrument Delights the audience, avenges his people Deeply remembered playing his serenade.   Trusting his instincts, going by his senses, Waving his magic, the audience enthralled In anticipation to his expectations, Revealed the truth, denied his past. Makes an impact, know his importance He played till they gazed, into the deep realm To the memory and into the future. There’s no better way to play the serenade!

Season of Love, Season of Bliss, Together we stand, no chance to miss. There’s something in the air, The emotion with a flair. The sense of being wanted And thinking all day long. Does the bug of ‘Love’ buzz? How Infectious is my song!   Great affection led stories, It drives away my worries, In deep thoughts I awake The mistakes that I make. When I get no sleep, Dreams do come and peep. The various emotions that run through Infectious bug now comes true! Buy Love is in the Air - Volume 1 Book Online at Low Prices in India | Love is in the Air - Volume 1 Reviews & Ratings - Amazon.in

Truly, sincerely, faithfully yours, Always called by names and tagged by all. A set of rules that should define Even when it’s wrong, she must portray fine. Victim or culprit, maker, or breaker, There should be a reason to shake her The more you suppress, the more you depress, The very core of her nurturing soul.   Grace and poise, she upholds, When the secret to beauty unfolds. The strength and courage she ought to exude, When power that controls, seems so crude. Unending are her pains and woes Yet she rises above her foes, A creation that the Divine has pride, My Lady, none but you are my guide!