Welcome to my blog, a journey into the mind. Hope you have a nice stay!

Niranjan Seshadri



Clouds cannot survive a swirling gale

They must be ready to set sail

Wind is nature’s duster keeping the sky clear

There are countless clouds, none have left a smear

If we could import even a casual breeze

Our march into the mind’s whirlpool would freeze

Thoughts would magically float away

On the sky of awareness, the color of clarity will stay

Clouds, we know they are only momentary

They cannot make the sky forever dreary

The benevolent sun lets them play

Knowing, to the winds they will fall prey

We are yet to feast on the inner light

Clouds of thought will have to take flight

Only a steady gust of silence has the power

To make way for timeless refulgence to shower

True Knowledge

True Knowledge

Old Time

Old Time