Miscellaneous
The Forest
The lake lies smooth as glass; Mirrored in it Are my Face and body. It does not show The longing, The love. I leave this Silent place— This shadowy, cool Place; Return To blinding sunlight And my longing.
Articles by Vishaal Bhat
Art and Culture
LOVE
In the stillness Love awaits. Like a tender seedling, Longing for the spring. Finally, Caressing warmth comes from above It is hesitant, Fearing this strange new excitement. But with wonder and hope, It blossoms forth And lives in Glory!
Miscellaneous
The Little People
Just quietly ignore us; keep on with what you do. We are the little people—we shall not bother you. Just keep stepping on us, pretending we’re not there. We gave up trying long ago, we really do not care. At […]
Miscellaneous
How Free are we really? Not at All!!
It’s been fought for, died for and somehow ironically we still are fighting for it. The much-hyped word that I debate with is Freedom. How free are we really? If one were to look at it philosophically, then the word […]
National & World
Teachers need to work on their approach
I have on more than one occasion defended our teachers, but today it is with a heavy heart that I write about our teachers and, sad to say, it is not in their defence. It is what I consider to […]