May be this is the reason…….

The suffering caused by my love for you

was really a lousy excuse

My fate is such that heart had to be broken

If not this, I could have suffered for something else.

I am such a person whom had to weep over one thing or the other.

Even if I smile, her image had to be disturbed by tears

Otherwise what is the matter; you are not such a difficult person

You too have heart not a stone

Why didn’t I understand that, the way you treated me,

its happening because of my fate.

Sweet Thirst

Every moment you dwell near my heart

I call this life a sweet thirst.

Every evening, your veil flutters over my eyes

and every night, a parade of memories begins.

With each breath I draw, I smell your perfume

it brings along with it a scented message

The beat of my heart chants a song of you.

Every moment you dwell near my heart

Yesterday, I glimpsed you  

It was as if you were telling me, "Bind me to you forever."

What sort of bond is this? What sort of dreams are these,

which, even now that they've turned strange, still seem so intimate and right?

I'm constantly lost in thought; I say haltingly and fearfully,

Every moment you dwell near my heart

You might be thinking why I love you so much

You'd think me mad, if I even expressed my feelings.

Only madmen can fathom a madman's speech;

only moths can understand the pleasure of burning in the flame.

Keep burning me with desire, by coming into my dreams.

Every moment you dwell near my heart

I call this life a sweet thirst.

Magical face of yours ........

Your face cast such a spell,

I get drawn to you.

I intend to go somewhere else,

But I get drawn to you.

Your eyes shine like diamonds,

With thousand secrets hidden in them.

Your sound is so mesmerizing; they create a thrust for love in me.

I get drawn to you.

Your one look can turn alive the dead,

Your lips are goblets of nectar,

They encourage a feeling in the hart to live

I get drawn to you.

My feet walk along with you,

I can’t seem to stop them. I can’t seem to stop them.

Your face cast such a spell.

Since I have seen you,

I have begun to believe in God.

And now my heart says, you are the treasure of my happiness

Give me your consent, fulfill what I lack

Even a little distance from you makes me go berserk

It may be difficult to win you

Yet I am desperate for you, I am desperate for you 

My relation with my father and my son ……

What can I tell you about my father? I was the only son of my father. I was the lucky child as I was the center of his attention all my life. My dad had a daughter and he loved her so much but I knew one thing that he loved me a lot.

My dad was a simple guy. I don’t ever recall of thinking for him that “My dad is not cool enough”.  When I was kid, he used to play with me indoor games as he was not much of a outdoor person. He taught me card games and chess. He was good in math and so do I and my kids too. We traveled together a lot. Once I remember we were travelling and we had an accident caused by my mistake. He hurt himself pretty good but never got mad at me. Instead he was worried about my well-being. And it happened again and again and again ……and all that time he proved to be the best.

I always thought that I have to teach him how be daring and bold on financial decisions but once he was gone I realized security meant more than growth to him. My dad didn't tell me how to live; he lived (very short but contain life), and let me watch him do it. I've had a hard life, but my hardships are nothing against the hardships that my father went through in order to get me to where I started. When I was a kid all major decision for my life were never been taken by him. He would always consider experts (in his opinion) advice or help. Now I think it was very good for me. Till to-date I miss him when I have to take some important decision. I miss him because of I can’t talk to him who advise me to seek help from expert.

Now I consider myself wealthy as I believe truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty. I got two daughters and a son. I will tell you letter about my daughters little letter. My son is the oldest in my kids. He is shy kid and till you don’t enter in his comfort circle, he will not talk to you at all. And it’s not easy to enter in it. Dads work harder than ever in today’s stressful world. I show him how important my son is by designating time just to him – and I have three children, so I take turns to spend time with each. We at least play some games together everyday as we both loves ping pong. During these times, I had to pry a bit a first, but when I stick with it. he starts opening up, I was amazed by how complicated kids life can be, and just the simple act of listening brought us closer. And let me tell you, it doesn't matter when it is or what you do -- just having that time scheduled together every day will strengthen your relationship and give you both something to look forward to

I learned from my past that time spent  together when your son is young will result in a stronger relationship when he is an adult. I encourage him to have his own opinions on things we do. We can't underestimate the importance of setting aside time together, any activity at home, from mowing lawn to painting the basement floor, can be turned into a father and son bonding experience. This doesn't guarantee the two of us are about to make happy, lifelong father-son memories, but I think it's a great place to start.

Everyone has their own interests, and it's natural for my son to want to learn more about what he finds exciting. I always try to help and encourage him on his interest like collecting coins or his scout’s activity. You've got to exhibit a positive attitude when you're around your son. I do point to something he's done recently and tell him that he did a good job, or just make an effort to say something positive to him every day. He loves to bread fish and he is quite successful in it too.

I think that he might not say it very often (if at all), but your son looks up to you. You're the primary male influence in his life, so virtually everything he's going to learn about being a man is going to come from you. Keep this fact in mind “Lead by example”. I show him how to be a humble winner and a gracious loser (He started beating me in the game now). I teach him the value of hard work and the importance of seeing projects through to the end. This shows him how to act like the man I want him to be.

Neither you say a word nor I .............

Just come close to me, Let me keep looking at you

Neither you say a word nor I

I only know that I have lost something

I only know that something has happened to me

Don’t ask me any more about when, what and why ….

Just come close to me, Let me keep looking at you

Neither you say a word nor I

Let me be in your arms and

if I could, I would forget you

But I just can’t stop thinking about you

Just come close to me, Let me keep looking at you

Neither you say a word nor I 

Thanks Giving weekend

The Thanksgiving weekend is a popular time to take a short outdoor breaks to admire the spectacular colors of the Canadian autumn
Canadians do tend to get together on Thanksgiving weekend, The holiday is not as big a celebration in Canada as it is in the U.S., where Thanksgiving is the year's biggest holiday occasion.
The weekend was bit cold than usual but i still enjoyed it a lot as the mind was very clear and stress free. Sometimes the best thing I can do to clear my mind is to change my focus.
i took some pictures this weekend. These first four pictures are from my house facing my backyard. i do have beautiful backyard landscape.



   




it was very relaxing weekend and i never planned much for it either. On Sunday i took family to beautiful Young Street in Toronto but i did not take my camera with me. We had thanks giving dinner at my house for about 15 family members. Monday took wife for ling drive. Nice sun was out and that crisp clarity in the air…. just amazing. Start your engine and leave the town,  where the leafy panorama is dazzling this time of year and prepare for a breathtaking scene: maple, beech and birch trees saturated in color
We stopped for a walk again at my favourite place …Grand river …Here are some nice pictures from the river.
































Last night i was watching one song and the meaning of the song is something like this. I am not very good in language but i would like to share it.

Love has broken many hearts and burned down many houses, yet why do people love and trade heart for pain?

They seek gathering. But, all they get is loneliness.  Love is a path that reaches no destination. There is no success. The  heart eventually breaks.  This is how love concludes. 

World will never understand why the moth gets so uneasy and burns itself in flame. Life of Passionate people is full of sighs. Why do people still love?

The month of  long rain makes separation unbearable. When heart yearns for someone, tears come out of eyes.  

The life becomes useless & same complain is there all the time.  

Medicines become  ineffective. Even the prayers do not heal. 

How does everyone  still accept this and swallow the poison of love?

This happens all the time in love. The beloved is accused of all the pain. 

This spectacle repeats day and night. The stories of love become longer than the nights.  

People in love tell tales of  beloved's tyranny.   That the beloved is untrustworthy.

That the beloved is unfaithful. They call names to the tyrant whom they love so much.

Why do they do all this? 

Why do people love?

Well I count myself  fortunate enough that I experienced all of these. 

And finally, I thank You, God for all of Your blessings. For sharing with me all the good in this world, for all the joys in my life. For leading me through trials and fears to success, for showing me the light even in times of great darkness. For giving me strength to come this far, for all of this, I thank You.

I don’t ever seem to realize that doing what’s right’s no guarantee against misfortune.

Yesterday I was happy as I found something which I was looking, every day for really very long time.  I hope I stick to it now.

How long will this mind remain in darkness of separation?

The days of grief will have to pass one day.

Some joy and some sorrow “this is life “.

The season of falling leaves is far too short while

The new flower will blossom again tomorrow

The days of grief will have to pass one day

However strong the wind may blow,

 have this faith in your heart

Those who got separated will meet once again

The days of grief will have to pass one day

Whatever anyone may say, but the truth is this

Somewhere the waves of love have risen,

The wave will one day reach the shore

How long will this mind remain in darkness of separation?

The days of grief will have to pass one day.

In the evening went to my backyard river for a stroll with my beautiful wife. I had my camera with me.  The fall colours alone make a trip worthwhile. I saw flies sucking nectar from a floret - central disc of a species of these wild violate flowers.

Fall is a great season, as the changing colors of leaves and changing angle of the sun make for great autumn pictures. The contrast between the crisp green leaves of still flourishing trees and the reddish browns of dying leaves make autumn pictures truly a sight to behold. 

I been to this Grand River so many times and every time I fall deeper in love with the river and its shore. It seemed that the birds, trees and water sang to me. The trail is hard as it has lots of ups and downs but at the end it was all worth it 

The walk was so nice, sun filtering through leaves of beautiful fall trees, 

tree… just like innocence

“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.”

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.

Let the life come to you ....  Don't let it go back.

Some unseen influence that penetrates the soul with its mysterious power

How beautifully leaves grow old.  How full of light and color are their last days

There is no time when the human soul drinks in so fully the glory and beauty of nature except for in autumn

All objects of beauty are more beautiful while passing away from us. The closing up of a beautiful life—the fading of the holy stars in the dim light of morning—the ending of a quiet summer day and the passing away of the bright summer glory, are all more sweet and lovely as they are lost to us.

In the garden, Autumn is, indeed the crowning glory of the year, bringing us the fruition of months of thought and care and toil. And at no season, do we get such superb colour effects as from August to November.

Even if you don't like me I bet you fall in love with my ride this time of the year

without you, There will not be any complains about life

without you, There will not be any complains about life

but then without you my life will not be a life at all

without you, I will have no complaints about life

If only the destiny was to touch your feet and go somewhere else, far away

If you are with me, there are many destinations

without you I will have no complaints with life

I feel like, keeping my head in your lap I cry over and over

In your eyes also isn't there a trace of tears

Without you I will have no complaints of life

No complaints

but without you my life is not a life at all