Defining Being

As you may know me.... I try to pen my feelings, with more honesty than with language and grammar. While reading the posts below you may experience what compelled me to write these.
While I was thinking of giving a name to my Blog; this came to me; "Nuances of Being"
Being "Me" is the best that I am at and hope that will show in the posts below

And Thanks for reading

~Nikhil




Tuesday, May 10, 2022

रास्तो के कायल




                                   रहनुमा उनको मिलें
जिन्हे मंज़िले दरकार हों
हम रास्तो के कायल हैँ
हमको कहाँ ले जाइएगा?

पेड़ो, पंछियो, नदियों की 
आज़ादी से मुतासिर हैं हम  
रसमों रवाज़ों की जंज़ीर से
हमें  कैसे  बाँध पाइएगा?

दोस्ती से, प्यार से, कुछ मीठे
बोल चाल से, हम बिके बेभाव.
ताकत, दौलत के  ज़ोर पे 
हमको न खरीद पाइएगा 

कभी आ मिलो इन रास्तो पे
जहाँ लाख कहानियाँ बनती हैँ
मंज़िलो पे हमें ना ढूँढिये 
कहीं राह पे टकराइएगा 

और रहनुमा उनको मिलें 
जिन्हे मंज़िले दरकार हों
हम रास्तो के कायल हैँ
हमको कहाँ ले जाइएगा?







Tuesday, May 3, 2022

Happy Place

Pristine beach, turquoise waters, white sand, gentle cradling waves, calming breeze and warming Sun, all that on west side of the island.

Rocky shoreline, deep blue waters, jagged volcanic rock, waves roaring as they crash on the rocks, gusty wind and toasty rays from the Sun, that was the east side.

This is the small island of Aruba. And as any native will proudly call, "one happy island"

The contrast between the two coasts of the island just with 2 to 1 mile between the two coasts is amazing. However, if you ask me which is the better coast, I will not be able to decide. Both had their own charm, their own beauty, their own personality and the land between them binds the two ends with a perfectly harmonious balance.


In the short span of 3 days, I was lucky to enjoy both shores and the contrast. Be it calming walks in the wet, soft sand at the beach on the west shore or adrenaline pumping UTV ride on the rocky terrain of the east, they both were amazingly unique and breathtaking.


Witnessing the evening sun hastily moving to set behind the sea on the west coast in the evening. 

Followed by next morning waiting patiently under the light house, for a reluctant sun to lazily wakeup after last night's slumber from the east.

The food and the hospitality offered by the locals. The laughs and the comradery shared by friends and coworkers. All that and more in those 3 days. I and my partner in all crimes (and good deeds) vowed to return. To soak more in the goodness that the One Happy Island offers.

The beauty, the contrast between the personalities of the coasts, the serenity of morning and the celebrations of evening that it offers, makes me feel that my experience in Aruba is truly what life is about. Respecting the diversity, accepting the differences and offering the bridge between the extremes that the small island of Aruba does to harmonize the opposite characteristics of its two shores. That, in my opinion is the reason why this is called "One Happy Island"

What do you think?