I have majored, 18 years in Muscat.

2004-present, a journey of joy.Back in 2004 I landed on 9th April, Good Friday, in Muscat.I now feel Muscat is in me as much as I am in Muscat, my beloved city.Thank you, Muscat,Thank you, Oman.

Topsy

The world is at timesA bit topsy, a lot turvy,For you or me Or her or him,The morning may seem,A bit like Coffee gone cold,A bit like A slightly burnt cookie,That too without cream.Your mood may seem low,The sun may glare And pale your glow,Life may bring you,Blow after blow.If this be such a day,IContinue reading “Topsy”

This too shall heal

The fact of impermanence We ought to hold Onto closely, Especially awarefully,Consciously, every day.Impermanence in lifeDoes remind usThat injuries of the heart,body and mind Do not hurt forever.This new injuryFeels heavy right now,Unbearable somehow,But its not permanent,Soon it will heal.Always rememberWe are all temporary, What happens to usDoes end, does pass,And so shall we.

#ShaheenCyclone

The winds howlThe windows rattleThe doors bangThe rains pour and peltThe sounds threatenThe thunder’s louderThe water levels higherThe warnings stricter.Tempest, twister,Hurricane or Tsunami,The destructive Gonu,Or Shaheen cyclone,The land does moan,The sea does groan,The wind has lostIts usual control,All living creaturesAre paying the cost.The planet did warn,The globe got too warm,The deserts dry Now are floodingOhContinue reading “#ShaheenCyclone”