In the smell of freshly bathed baby and in the smile of a mother when her breastfed baby burps

In mother’s struggling reasons for child's endless questions on ‘How the stars came to be in the sky.’

In the reason at which you laugh now but they made you fall head over hill in love in your childhood with that freckled cherubic face showcasing braced smile

In the dopamine in your head that blurred your vision when you experience the first kiss

In the unknown reasons that make you fall in love over and over again

In the thirst and in the hunger, in the brightness of sunflowers and in the smell of roses

In mother’s tasteful pickles and in the delicious machine made ice-creams

In mother’s efforts to clean dirty school uniforms and make them shine in the morning

In the smell of thirst quenched earth by the first showers of the season

In those rolling tears of father when his heart aches to give her daughter in marriage

In the soul stirring music and in the adrenalin rush from favorite sport

In the lust and in the heavy breathing and in the trance followed by frenzied exultation of orgasm

In the nod of old wife seating by dying husband holding his hands and making death sound so easier

In the joy of the horse that a toddler rides by holding father's hair

In the genuine prayers and in the unfeigned carnal desires

In all unanswered questions and in the big bang that created this universe

In the selfish and selfless love, in the love and in the dance of love, in the beloved and the loved ones, in a will to live, love and be loved, in thousand moments of the day, you may want to look for God!

The sweet aroma of glamorous flowers filled his mind with bliss while he had luncheon sitting by his ten year old son under the serene shadow of banyan tree in the huge colorful garden where he worked as a gardener for Mr. Rich.

Life was so beautiful!

But Mr. Rich was seemingly disturbed after coming to know that his neighbor Mr. Richer has added a custom made Bentley to his prized possession of fleet of cars and was applauded by the neighboring society in the last night's party.

He was not after all richer than Mr. Richer, life was unfair!

But Mr. Richer was not content either and he was furious when he read in the magazine about his neighbor Mr. Richest recently buying helicopter and having built a helipad on his three storey bungalow. Helicopter? It could take Mr. Richest anywhere in the country within hours. Bentley sucks! Life sucks!

But Mr. Richest was not happy either and he had spent his entire life gathering wealth without being apprehensive to good or bad ways of doing so. His father would have been so happy to see him become such a man who could fly in his own copter. By the fireplace holding a glass filled with vintage wine he remembered his father would be happy just the same. His poor father worked hard as a gardener so he could provide him with good food and clean clothes. In the afternoon he would seat under the banyan tree by his side and have luncheon with him. He was so content with life without having a bank account. After all, money cannot bring contentment in life. But life is a witch! It tricks you in believing so and gardener’s son was tricked through life.

There is a dream place from my childhood - Lonar, where I've spent most of my sunny days. It’s one of the tourist’s attractions for its huge size crater, a salty lake with lush green surroundings. It’s also a second largest crater in the world created due to meteoric impact.

There down the surrounding hills of crater, few water streams flows on the solid meteoric rocks. These currents have made the rocks look very beautiful and perfectly sculpted. One can spend hours just looking at these rocks and imagine different shapes and be enthralled by the power of nature.

If you are a passerby, you will hear the music of water; you will smell the fragrance of flowers and enjoy the dangling colors of butterflies in the lush green surroundings.

If you go closure you will see the dance of water on the beautiful rocks, rocks with smooth curves, with sharp bends with heaps of colorful pebbles. And this all in abundance.

Hammering did not create these beautiful rocks, But they were sculpted by the gentleness and softness of the water.

Hammering and force can destroy things, but gentleness and softness can make it beautiful, cheerful and alive. It’s good to be gentle!