At first glance, it seemed easy, I, the traveler on a weary road to perhaps fame, I tamed my mind to think in ways one would want to impress, But like a toddler taking baby steps, I fall, struggling to get back on my feet.

The route I took seemed all too ready to steady that feet, Through stumbling tears, I made my smiles just as effortless, I cried first, then I laughed, Isn’t laughter sometimes created from tears?

The road was long, the road was windy, The road took me to eternity, I wondered at some point if I would reach eternity, yes, eternity, But stop I did not, I traveled through time, I traveled through eternity.

There were days when I thought “not a second to waste,” Until one day I realized that it took time to reach eternity, It was the long road I had chosen, Through much travail, none of which man can know or hear of.

I trudged with time on the long road to eternity once, Right now, I face, I stare ahead, I have not seen the end, No, there is no end, I have only been on the trail to the “beginning.”

The End.

This poem was published on the Poetry Festival website on 25/02/2020

The Sunset Silhouette

I don’t know if you have ever seen a sunset, 

the way I have many times before,

either going down a mountain or by the outline of the sea.

I always wondered why the colors blend,

Bringing on dusk with a different view,

Dusk being the entrance to another time zone.
I wondered if the Earth wasn’t a circle but a square,

If I could just walk towards the sunset and touch it before it goes down somewhere below the Earth’s hemisphere.

And I imagine that from where you stand, 

you would see the outline of a shadow,

which would be me,

and I would be known by painters as the Sunset Silhouette

(Taken from my book, Imagination Unchained, 2012)

Yesterday, I received a beautiful image of the sunset from one of my social media friends, and I thought about this poem I had written years ago. It is one of my favorite poems.I used to watch the sunrises and sunsets as a child. We lived by the seaside and every time I had the honor of witnessing the grand entrances and exits of the day, it seemed like the first time I was experiencing it.
Have a nice day – shobana-

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It’s raining this morning.

It is raining here this morning,

Not a day to be out gallivanting,

Just maybe lie back in bed,

Under the covers of warmth and comfort,

And find the perfect book to read.


I wish I was the child I was once,

On rainy mornings, the aroma of coffee fills our happy house,

The rest would be glum,

They cared not for the rain,

Their time to play outside cut short.


Unlike me…


I loved the smell of rain,

I loved that snuggly bed,

So, I am happy to say that I was more rested than other days,

I had more time to dream wishful dreams,

Maybe even sing a song or two,

And choose not to do a single thing.


The rain is gone now, it has refreshed my thoughts, there’s a song in my heart, and now the coffee beckons. I’m coming!!

Have a great weekend all.


Hey guys, please don’t forget to vote.

Just another couple of weeks to go.

My book, As Delicate as Snow, is nominated for 2021, Reader’s Choice Award Contest by TCK Publishing. I would really appreciate your support in voting for the book at the following link.

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Every vote counts. Thank you.

Best wishes,


Product details:

Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers

ISBN: 9780008312879

Format: Paperback

Weight: 420 g

About the Author:

Robin Sharma is a globally respected humanitarian who, for over a quarter of a century, has been devoted to helping human beings realize their native gifts. Widely considered one of the top leadership and personal mastery experts in the world, his clients include famed billionaires, iconic professional athletes, and many Fortune 100 companies. The author’s #1 bestsellers such as The 5AM Club, The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari, The Leader Who Had No Title and The Greatness Guide have sold millions of copies in over 92 languages and dialects, making him one of the most widely read writers alive.

Shobana’s Note:

A paragraph on page 219 of the book says this.

What makes a fabulous wine so fantastic is the terroir – the environment the vines are raised in. Elements of a terroir include climate, soil, terrain, and farming practices. Similarly, your mind has its own terroir – the surroundings that shape each thought you produce. A negative environment breeds degraded thinking. A pristine terroir promotes positive thoughts. So, choose yours well. Please.

The paragraph above outlines what it takes to fashion life at its best, and as detailed in the highly evocative, The Everyday Hero Manifesto, you will see how the truth of the statement above revolves around the real lives of luminaries who have made a difference in the world.

Reading the book was an incredible experience for me. I came off a lot more knowledgeable, wiser, and braver to face any unforeseen circumstantial occurrences that come my way. It is a book that will speak to you on a personal level, masterfully crafted to touch the sensibilities of the everyday hero in you.

Robin has created something sensational I should say by writing this book, and the lesson I learned the most is that even at the peak of one’s prime or time, misfortunes and the stumbles of life stands at the behest. It is a call to awareness of how fragile life is and as Robin says, life is a short ride.

I would recommend this meditative read to everyone. It is a definite guide on how to get past hurdles and setbacks and create a monumental experience as you journey through life.

The End.

Review posted on Amazon.

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