As he ties his laces each time, he knows he’s fighting for his Nation..
He would return or not he’s not concerned, nevertheless he lacks no determination.
Shivers run down the spine, when I see the men in uniform..
They stand like pillars in all weathers, be it scorching heat, freezing cold or hailstorm.
Are we worth fighting for, are we the ones for whom he is sacrificing his days and nights,
Shouldn’t we be better humans, should we still continue our trivial, shallow fights..??
Simi
It’s a penumbra gently vanishing, a palette of colors or a melody charismatic and allure.
Life has a miraculous grandeur but we all interpret it our way, ’cause all it’s endeavours are obscure.
When we can’t render any extra breath to anyone or ourselves, we have no right to take it away,
It’s precious, it’s never going to rewind, you can strive as much as you may. “
Simi
Those delicately weaved bonds of affection and care are rarely found now,
In the war of equality, love quietly tip toed away, nobody knows when and how! “
Simi
What’s wrong with the times, I can’t perceive, for everything is happening, a bizzare way.. !
Let me see if I can fix it, to get back to good old times, for they were the best, if I may say. “
Simi
It’s wrong to say, ‘those were the days’.. for you still breathe under the same sun,
Give me this stringed device I’ll show you, life is a euphony, if the war within yourself, you have won. “
Simi
How magnificiently magical this blessing is, it makes the life so content and fulfilled,
Let’s count our joys for all that we still have..let’s learn to appreciate, let’s be thrilled…!”
Simi
Appreciate when you can breathe without any fear, and happiness is visible without much effort,
Gratitude when discernible, gives hope in abundance, and keeps us miles away from misery and hurt. “
Simi
Till i nail it deep, i certainly won’t rest,
My determination ensures, that i fail no test.”
Simi
To hold on to precious things in life, it’s important the vessel has enough space,
If you are too full of revulsion, love won’t exist, not even a trace..!”
Simi
There’s a fire within me, it won’t let me rest,
My zeal never ceases to exist, until i do my best.”
Simi
Through the lens of Ruchir Kalra
Simi says... 