Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Write, for example,’The night is shattered
and the blue stars shiver in the distance.’

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is shattered and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

My sight searches for her as though to go to her.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that’s certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another’s. She will be another’s. Like my kisses before.
Her voice. Her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that’s certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.



Went through my unposted drafts and saw that I have 114 of them dating back to 2010 and this was one of them.

You go out of your way to fill up voids that were created to make you learn how to deal with emptiness. You cannot fill emptiness with more spaces, till it becomes so huge it deludes you into feeling complete. That’s what you’re doing. Covering up your rationale with denial when you know that you’re only stamping out your supposed hollowness with temporary pleasure. Everything is ephemeral.

Seems like my certain takes on things never go away.



“The more you push your religious views unto someone else – especially when they are going through their own difficult journey – the more you will push them away from the concept of Faith. Not only will you fail at your goal, but you will also commit an injustice to the Divine Being that you supposedly believe in. Work on yourself. Perfect your own character. Spread love and warmth, remind people of the God you believe in through your actions. Honor the teachings you follow. Others might not accept the Divine as you see it, but they certainly will respect it and appreciate your approach.”



Too many thoughts running through my head now but… if you have some time, this is an impactful, though lengthy, video that I think is worth giving a watch.

“Remember Me, and I will remember you.” [2:152]


excerpt II

It’s easy to love a perfect God, unblemished and infallible that He is. What is far more difficult is to love a fellow human being with all their imperfections and defects. Remember, one can only know what one is capable of loving. There is no wisdom without love. Unless we learn to love God’s creation, we can neither truly love nor truly know God.

Real faith is the one inside. The rest simply washes off. There is only one type of dirt that cannot be cleansed with pure water, and that is the stain of hatred and bigotry contaminating the soul. You can purify your body through abstinence and fasting, but only love will purify your heart.

The universe is one being. Everything and everyone is interconnected through an invisible web of stories. Whether we are aware of it or not, we are all in a silent conversation. Do no harm. Practice compassion. And do not gossip behind anyone’s back – not even a seemingly innocent remark! The words that come out of our mouths do not vanish but are perpetually stored in infinite space and they will come back to us in due time. One man’s pain will hurt us all. One man’s joy will make everyone smile.