It took me old age to feel the youth, it took weak limbs to feel the mirth of the strong arms, you are unaware of it as I was, and if i was aware then it seems to me I wouldn’t have been young at all. I was the 'play' when I was suppose to and then I was to watch you play and know, what it was like. This world is magic. Every moment is unfolding a secret like some magician is engaged is this eternal show and I am one of the awe struck spectator watching with my mouth open. What’s makes me happy and what makes me sad I do not know, its governed by the magician. What I think will make me happy that does not make me happy. What I think would make me sad ends up making me alive as I if I was just born. Can we ever begin to apprehend this mystery. Heart knows one thing, the force behind the magician is ‘Love’ what is Love I do not know that’s the biggest mystery, I have felt it in so many eyes, in so may faces my heart has ached like the first time every time and I have not been able to find the expression even once. I am forced to acknowledge it not one face its not one soul, Love is behind all those beautiful heart rendering faces its love playing with me all the while and I will not question it because love takes the call Love is 'Krishna'


Upje hain sar zamin se teri shaan ke liye/I have surfaced from the face of earth for your glory
Kato jo pak gaye apne anjaam ke liye / If i am ready harvest me, to fulfill your intentions

Azal