A Traveller's Diary.

When I started to return home
from Manali..
Beas..She also came along..
I thought she has come to wish me farewell
but She refused to leave
I'm afraid she is in love with me.
I too kind of like her ..
not only me..every one like her..
She is beautiful..
Talkative.. Energetic..
Very clean and so Sweet also..
still i cant bring home..
Back home
we have notorious sand smugglers..
She is safe here
Long Live River Beas
Bye for now.. !

Losing me

Tried to write a book..

A collection of words you spoke to me

After composing still felt there is some more left out..

then realised there was more of silence in between us..

Started travelling into that silent valley...

and disappeared !

Rolling Stone

My thoughts about you..

runs in like a River.

me the rough rock..

rolls and dislove in the flow..

here now Im a pebble a present to you

still not a diamond to be there in your crown..

may be a place in your necklace.