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=========≈============ To Bloom, Regardless... ====================== When the bud yields to bloom, it's not told its fate. It opens still, not because it has been promised anything in return. but because... that's its nature! What awaits this rose? Perhaps it'll be chosen for the feet of a God, its fragrance dissolving in incense and prayer, to be cast away with the other sanctified remains, washed downstream, silent, sacred, and forgotten. Perhaps it will find rest in the hair of a woman, a fleeting ornament of grace— and by nightfall, it will lie crumpled, discarded without ceremony. It may be pinned to a man’s chest— on a shirt or a coat— as a gesture, a decoration, a brief moment of adornment. But one unthinking gesture, a passing crowd, and it falls to the ground, unnoticed, or hangs its head quietly, still attached. It may, with trembling fingers, be offered to another— an emblem of love too large for words— and in time, it may rest between the pages of a book, Pressed dry into the silence of memory, a memory ... that once breathed fragrance. And yet, none of this may happen. Perhaps no gaze will linger on it, no hand will pluck it, no moment will give it purpose. And when time has done its work, the petals, one by one, will loosen, carried off by the wind or falling softly to the earth, to rest at the root of the same plant it once crowned. There, in the quiet loam, they will decay, and in that surrender, feed the branch that one day will bear another rose... on the same thorned stem where once it dared to bloom. The rose is not told what awaits. Yet it opens. Yet it blossoms. Not for promise, not for witness— but because... that's its nature. And in that, it is Complete. Fulfilled. Ruturaj (12.07.2025) Photo: Lovely roses from our garden. :-)

Wed, 23 Jul 2025 14:50:57 +0530

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To Bloom, Regardless…
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When the bud yields to bloom,
it’s not told its fate.
It opens still,
not because it has been promised anything in return.
but because…
that’s its nature!

What awaits this rose?

Perhaps it’ll be chosen for the feet of a God,
its fragrance dissolving in i…Read More

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Tue, 17 Jun 2025 02:22:14 +0530

In the sacred silence of sorrow, my soul reaches out to those touched by the tragedy in Pahalgam, Kashmir, Bharat. With trembling hands I pen these lines. A storm within, no calm defines. Where sorrow weeps and anger burns, ===== धूप का एक कतरा, चुपचाप गिरा था; छाँव ने देखा, मगर कुछ ना कहा था... काँच के मन में सौं लहरें उठीं थीं; चुप थी बहुत—शायद टूटने का डर था... साँसों की गलियों में, सन्नाटा बसा था; हर लफ़्ज़ दिल का, कहीं खो गया था... वक़्त की दीवारों पे, तस्वीरें थीं धुँधली; रिश्तों के रंगों से, कोई रंगा ना था... पत्थर की मूर्तियों में, दिल ढूँढता रहा धड़कनों का संगीत, बजा ही नहीं था... नींद के बिस्तर पे, ख़्वाबों ने पूछा – "तू जागा क्यों है?"... जवाब मिला ना था| (23 April 2025)

Wed, 23 Apr 2025 17:42:44 +0530

In the sacred silence of sorrow, my soul reaches out to those touched by the tragedy in Pahalgam, Kashmir, Bharat. With trembling hands I pen these lines. A storm within, no calm defines. Where sorrow weeps and anger burns,

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धूप का एक कतरा, चुपचाप गिरा था;
छाँव ने देखा, मगर कुछ ना कहा था…

काँच के मन में सौं लहरें उठीं थीं;
चुप थ…Read More

Preparing A3 Portal to launch! It’s a great honor to be a part of this project and develop this portal for A3, not because it’s a brain-child of my own child 😄 but also because I’m an artist, too, and this is a platform “by the artists, for the artists”!

Thu, 10 Apr 2025 19:48:39 +0530

Preparing A3 Portal to launch! It’s a great honor to be a part of this project and develop this portal for A3, not because it’s a brain-child of my own child 😄 but also because I’m an artist, too, and this is a platform “by the artists, for the artists”!

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