New Morning

Its a new dawn, a new hope
I am filled with this immense sense of joy
The world looks new and the air vibrant
Light all around me amidst the cloudy skies


A new smile a new tear
Oh what has happened to me ?
Am I reborn again?
Am I seeing the unseen?


When the cold air strikes your heart
When the rain ignites passion in you
When the morning brings joy to you, is
When you realize the worlds still not a bad place . . . . . . . . .

Bliss of Childhood

My sister is busy rehearsing for her one woman theater performance to be launched shortly. I am providing music for the play. During the rehearsals i catch many glimpses of life from her dialogs . . . . one such dialog the protagonist says is,

oh balyave elli hode . in kannada . .

it means .. . oh childhood where did u vanish????

may be thats the question that bothers all of us!!! wasn't child hood and the innocence that engulfed a bliss? I miss being a child. Now the world is no longer an exiting or interesting place . . there are no dreams, there are no joys . . . there is only harsh reality and this reality consumes you onto itself. . . . .

here are glimpses from a childhood fantasy that my brother's son Amogh has . of being spiderman . . i wish life is as beautiful for him all way long . . . :)