How I wish I were the gentle moonlight,
that brings out your beauty.

How I wish I were the wind that,
Softly flows across your face.

How I wish I were the raindrops,
Falling on your face gently touching you.

How I wish I were the flower that,
You kiss with your lips.

How I wish I were the note of music that,
softly touches your heart & soul.

But all these things last but for a few moments,

And I wish you were in my arms,
Here & now & we are together forever.

- Abhay

In your arms, I had found my strength.
In your eyes, I had found my vision.
In your words, I had found my speech.
In your heart, I had found my love.
In your touch, I had found my feelings.
In you, I had found myself.
I am lost without you.

- Abhay

My heart soars like a bird,
flying in the wide open sky,
when I feel your love.
Even though all I get is a glimpse
of your love now and then,
just like you can feel the warmth of the sun,
on a cold and cloudy day.
But I know that with the power of your love,
I will rise above the clouds
and feel the warmth always.

- Abhay

Deep into the night,
When the world has gone to sleep,

I lie here on the sand,
Watching the twinkling stars,
And listening to the music of the waves & the wind.

I dream of you,
You are so far away,
Yet so near,
Because love is beyond all physical barriers.

- Abhay

I wish I could help you in the dark times of your life.

If I could,

I would be a candle that burns itself,
To bring you out of the dark.

I would be a glow-worm that would
Bring you a small glow of hope.

I would be the lamp that burns
As long as you want.

I would perish myself if I could
To bring a smile on your lips
& a light to warm your heart.

- Abhay

However far my eye may wander,
Thou standest before me!

For the Heavens & the splendour of the stars
Are thy image!

कोशिश तो रोज़ करते हैं के वक़्त से समझौता कर लें,,

कम्बख़्त दिल के कोने में छुपी उम्मीद मानती ही नहीं...

अच्छा ख़ासा बैठे-बैठे ग़ुम हो जाती हूँ,

अब मैं अक्सर, मैं नहीं रहती तुम हो जाती हूँ..

ऐ खुदा अगर तेरे कलम की स्याही खत्म है तो, 

मेरा लहू लेले,

पर यूं कहानियां अधूरी ना लिखा कर...

તારું અને મારુ ,
.......સરનામું મળે એમ તો નથી...

છતાં કોઈ શોધે તારામાં...

...અને હું ના મળું. સાવ એવું પણ નથી..

एक साँस भी पुरी नही होती तेरे ख्यालो के बिना,. तुमने ये कैसे सोचा कि, हम जिदंगी गुजार देगे तेरे बिना..!! तलब ऐसी कि साँसों में समां लूं तुझे और किस्मत ऐसी कि, तुझे देखने को भी मोहताज हूँ मैं..!!

“The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along.” 
― Rumi, The Illuminated Rumi

“I will be waiting here....
For your silence to break,
For your soul to shake,
For your love to wake!” 
― Rumi, The Essential Rumi

झूठी शान के परिंदे ही, ज्यादा फड़फड़ाते हैं! बाज़ की उड़ान में कभी, आवाज़ नहीं होतीं!

गठरी बाँध बैठा है अनाड़ी, साथ जो ले जाना था वो कमाया ही नहीं

The drop in the ocean, everybody knows.
The ocean in the drop, a rare one does.
- kabir

It is said that some lives
are linked across time
connected by an ancient calling
that echoes through the ages

The higher he ascends,

The darker is the wood;

It is the shadowy cloud

That clarified the night,

And so the one who understood

Remains at last unknowing,

All reason now transcended.

This knowledge by unknowing

Is such a soaring force

That scholars argue long

But never leave the ground.

Their reason always fails the source:

To understand unknowing,

All reason now transcended.

– Saint John of the Cross

Gautam Buddha is passing through a town when a fly comes and sits on his forehead. He is talking to his companion, Ananda, and he just goes on talking and moves his hand to throw off the fly. Then suddenly he recognizes that his movement of the hand has been unconscious, mechanical. Because he was talking consciously to Ananda, the hand moved the fly mechanically. He stops and although now there is no fly, he moves his hand again consciously.

Ananda says, "What are you doing? The fly has gone away...."

Gautam Buddha says, "The fly has gone away...but I have committed a sin, because I did it in unconsciousness."

The English word "sin" is used only by Gautam Buddha in its right meaning. The word "sin" originates in the roots which mean forgetfulness, unawareness, unwatchfulness, doing things mechanically -- and our whole life is almost mechanical. We go on doing things from morning to evening, from evening to morning, like robots.

A man who wants to enter into the world of mindlessness has to learn only one thing -- a single step and the journey is over. That single step is to do everything watchfully. You move your hand watchfully; you open your eyes watchfully; you walk, you take your steps alert, aware; you eat, you drink, but never allow mechanicalness to take possession over you. This is the only alchemical secret of transformation.

A man who can do everything fully consciously becomes a luminous phenomenon. He is all light, and his whole life is full of fragrance and flowers. The mechanical man lives in dark holes, dirty holes. He does not know the world of light; he is like a blind man. The man of watchfulness is really the man who has eyes. . – OSHO

Excerpted from : The Great Zen Master Ta Hui, Chapter 28