Where the sky meets the sea..

The sun woke up stretching its wide arms.
It spread its shine on the sea sprawled beneath. The pure rays of the rising sun fell onto the waves, blending them with a golden aura..
The waters of the sea sparkled, and the sea too woke up for a new day.. The waves gently caressed the shore, with their familiar noise that sounded so much like a melody..
As the waters mirrored the sky above, it gave the feeling that the sky itself had materialised on the Earth..
The clouds broke apart to give way to the sun
with a riot of colours, and a confluence hues.
I stood there, transfixed and awestruck,
as I feasted my eyes upon this magical sight.
The unfathomable sea stretched before me and my eyes traveled as far as they could..
As I treaded sofly on the sand, I realised that we were so small in front of this..
What if we just leave our desire to be the supreme and instead blend into the beauty of creation?
We too can have a place, not by being superior than nature, but by being a part of it..
You know, there is nothing wrong in being small, instead it changes your outlook in a positive way..
Just as the rays of the sun blended with the sea water thereby creating a sight nothing short of heaven, we too should become one with the earth instead of trying to prove our might against a creation that is thousandfold superior than what we are..
And then we can realise the true meaning of what is called beauty in being small.

~Mugdha Deshpande

The Evergreen Diadem

It stood shining in the early summer sun,
Tall and mighty and yet so beautiful
That tree with all its leaves sprawled,
Was simply a sight to behold..
Its old trunk bore no sign of its age,
It looked as if it had a got a new life,
With a pleasant smile, it embraced the warmth..
Winter came with a chilly eye,
Cold sank down everywhere you could spy,
But that tree- it did not hide
It just stood there as always..
Even with all the snow around,
One could find solace looking at the tree
It still looked beautiful,
Covered delicately with snow,
With a pleasant smile, it embraced the frost..
Fall arrived in full splendour,
With a splash of yellow and a tinge of red,
That tree enchanted each of its onlookers
With a riot of colours and a confluence of hues,
The tree stood there firm, yet gentle
Serene yet happy..
With an impeccable tiara of colourful leaves,
With shades of foliage,
It was a visual treat
It was brimming with an aura that could fill you with warmth,
And with a pleasant smile, it embraced the fall..
I then pondered..
This tree remained just as it was in every single situation..
It stood rooted to the spot,
It let the winds blow,
It let the snow fall..
Without uttering a word of complain,
It looked beautiful..
It forgot the past,
Accepted the future..
Moved on with the world,
Without glancing backward..
It may not be green forever, 
But yet you could call it evergreen,
‘Cause it basked in the sunlight and bathed in the snow with the same happy face.
What if each one of us moved on..
Leaving all turmoil, washing all scars
What if all of us lived a new day everyday..
What if all of us- like that tree- had a different crown to wear for every single day..
Life would definitely bloom with colors,
With fragrance and bliss..
Everyone would enjoy life to its hilt,
If and only if we lived the day..

~Mugdha Deshpande

The wanderlust in you

Travelling is that thing that showers you with impeccable joy, a heavenly solitude. To go to a place, to explore it gives the mind sheer bliss.
Its an amazing feeling to feast your eyes upon a snow capped peak, a pink cloudy sky, the vast expanse of a sea or on a dazzling night sky. The scenic roads, deep valleys just compel us to take a peek into our own mind.
You begin to discover a different world. And at the same time, you also discover your own self. Feeling perfectly at peace amidst the lush foliage, you begin to marvel upon the fact that you actually live in a life of partial oblivion.
The smell of the fresh mountain air, the feel of the wind whipping on you, and the tiny raindrops sliding down your face is a mystical feeling.
You realize the gravity, the magnitude of the magic of nature. All melancholy, all sadness just falls apart. Humming your favourite tune, you just want to capture as much as you can in the camera of your mind. A smile plays on your lips as you delve deeper into the magnificence of nature. You begin to envy the creations that spend their life in this perfect place. The pleasant, earthly smell after rains, -petrichor as it is called- just adds to the tranquility of the moment.
This is what is called utopia. This is the precise epitome of what you call ethereal. This is like experiencing pure happiness.
This is something ineffable. This is like getting lost and being found ’cause this is called the true beauty of life.

~Mugdha Deshpande

Does truth seem stranger than fiction?

Whenever you come across something bizarre but true, your immediate reaction is, “Are you telling the truth?!”
Deep in your heart, you know that it is the truth. Yet you find it hard to believe it. Every human lives in his or her own comfort zone.

This comfort zone is his own creation, woven out of dreams and aspirations. It is your own land of cupcakes and rainbows and one is perfectly at peace in this comfort zone. But when you hear something out of the blue, you start questioning its reality. Well, this is human nature.
Truth is straight forward and at times harsh as well. Whereas fiction is your own wild imagination. It is rightly said that the truth is a beautiful s well as a terrible thing and hence must be handled with great care. According to human nature, this truth- beautiful or terrible- always comes as a bit of shock, either good or bad.

Hence it is harder to believe as it brings you suddenly to the earth, distancing you from your dream land.
Fiction and fantasies are undoubtedly appealing as they are a perfect picture- a heavenly bliss. Whereas the truth is simply the truth. It hits you right onto your face and tells you to accept it without alterations. Many a times, you are unable to adapt to the truth just because you know that it is there and you don’t want it to be there. Result is, you feel strange. But think, if you somehow adjust to this strange feeling and if you start to live the present day, you will get the fantasy of your dreams. Truth is the ultimate gateway to a comfortable life. Hence, one must overcome the strangeness of truth, see its beauty and move forward, thereby accepting it.
~Mugdha Deshpande


Today evening as I sat in my window,
Watching the empty streets,

listening to the sound of silence;
I suddenly heard a merry voice-
“Hey there! Feeling caged?”
Startled, I turned to the voice and saw a parrot,

calling happily.
I sighed happily, “ Yes perhaps, it has changed a lot.
My fantasies have met dead ends,

my dreams of enjoyment have shattered,
and here I am, trapped in my own cage.”
The parrot smiled- it literally did- and said:
“When you humans cage us not in our

but in your strange homes,
We feel helpless, desperate and yet, we can do nothing..
A mere puppet of your hands,

unable to spread our wings,
unable to fly..
When freedom turns its back on us,

Life becomes a confinement.”
“Today, when I see you,” I said,

“Spreading your wings more freely than usual,
the setting sun cradling you in its arms,
the colourful evening sky, encouraging you to dance..
I am envious of you dear small bird,
Pray, tell me how can I be one of you?”
Laughing, the small bird said,
“It has indeed changed a lot,

you enjoyed your life now we are enjoying ours.
This time I see you from the other side of the cage,
You are trapped instead of me, and now for once,

you are feeling our pain..
But in these trying times, you should not lose heart,
Do not keep crying, make the best of the hour..
For after every stormy night, there is a bright sunny day,
For after every dark tunnel,
there is an opening coming your way..”
With this, the parrot took off,
I marveled his stunning flight,
His message struck a chord with me
And I resolved that I would follow it with all my might..

-Mugdha Deshpande

This poem is for all those people who were longing to go out of their homes and could not, due to the Covid-19 pandemic. #LockdownPoems

Language..the thread that binds souls

I often wonder how come a few short words hold the power to change your outlook. I mean, its like you read something.. anything for that matter-  a small quote, a beautiful poem or an inspirational article and it impacts your life more than you realise. You read one sentence, and then its meaning somehow strikes a chord and brings a smile on your face, doesn’t it? You relate it to some circumstance and begin to ponder upon it. There are some articles which are so very relevant to a particular situation in life, that one finds solace in those few sentences. Some words when arranged in a pattern that appeals to the mind of the writer can change the mind of millions of readers.
Many great people wrote beautiful sentences and the entire world is cherishing those sentences today.
Words coming straight from the heart go straight into hearts. Its nothing short of magic.
But what makes this possible? The answer is ‘language’.
It is a junction of all the emotions..the bridge between feelings..
Language..it is that thread which binds souls, connects hearts and creates a confluence of minds.
~Mugdha Deshpande

The Evergreen

As I sat home..the other day
It just struck me that it was just humans who were locked up..Nature remained as it was..evergreen as always
The flowers still bloomed..vibrant and tender..
They still danced with the sun..
They still sang with the wind..
The wild was still bustling with life..
Carefree and unhampered
The leaves still blossomed unaware of the troubles of the human world..
The trees continued to sway with the breeze..They still wore the crown of leaves
The mountains too stood mighty and tall
They did not hide or fall
The waves still caressed the shore..
The marine life was still enchanting
The river still flowed..calm and serene
As if it was telling everyone to remain strong..
Waterfalls were still milk white..
Dancing with tiny drops..refreshing and cool
The clouds still had their own different hues..
At times a fiery red
At times fluffy white..
The sun still rose.. everyday with a new stance
Everything in nature was just as it was..
It did not change at all..
All paths were empty..no people to tread on them
Nature was there with no one to discover it..
I then realized that we need nature, but it can do perfectly well without us..
And so It is we humans who can be locked up..nature is forever free!
~Mugdha Deshpande

Harry Potter..Always

It was late in the night. I was busy reading Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. Straining my eyes in order keep in focus the tiny print, I continued reading. Having no intention whatsoever of going to sleep, I ventured through the pages, on a journey through the mind of a legendary author..
Having embarked upon this journey, I have come to the conclusion that this journey through Rowling’s mind is indeed magical. One can never get down once you climb aboard.
I am still travelling, as I discover new layers of life in every book, every time I read it.
Harry Potter is a character that has embellished his mark on the minds of countless young readers. Written by a woman of exceptional writing style, Harry Potter is not just a series, but an insight to life. It is the tale of peace over war, of hope over darkness and of love over hate.
Though it contains stuff about magic, all that stuff is nowhere close to the magic that J K Rowling has created with words.
Her impeccable writing style just enchants  each mind. Her apt vocabulary for every situation just hooks the reader onto it.
Trust me, but JK Rowling is indeed a magician with words.
The story is the perfect epitome of the power of love. Personally, I am more than a fan of Harry Potter. Each character, may it be Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore or Snape personifies something unique. Be it the wise words of Albus Dumbledore, the endless friendship of Ron and Hermione, the selfless love of Molly Weasley, the loyalty of Dobby, the support of Lupin and Sirius or the ‘Constant vigilance!’ of Moody, every character has something unique associated to him or her. Reading in between the lines, one concludes the fact that it does not matter how old or experienced you are to conquer any task. As long as you have the courage to stay put till the end, you are the winner.
It is said that fiction reveals the truth that reality obscures. Well, in this context, this statement is more than true.
Through Harry Potter, I got introduced to the magic hidden within each one of us and to the power of words. I learnt a lot from JK Rowling and she is a writing inspiration for me.
Well, I can really go on and on. But I guess that I should stop for now.
Until then..#Always

~Mugdha Deshpande

Forever Starstruck..

Stars..they are just tiny pin pricks on a vast stretch of canvas..
And yet..when hundreds of them come together, it is a sight to behold..
They are of every shade, every hue..
Some of them bright, some of them faint..
But each one shines with all its might..
You just look at it and can do nothing but marvel at the stunning sight your eyes feast upon..
A smile plays on your lips as you try to capture this heavenly rapture in the camera of your mind..
The stars help to remind us that we are a part of this beautiful universe, that we can also shine when the time is right..
I really wonder how..but looking at the stars each night makes us think differently..
It helps us to broaden our horizons..to push our limits.
And they also teach us countless things in a language of their own..there is so much to learn..
At the end of the day, we are just tiny creatures..just a fraction of the cosmos..
But, you know..there is beauty in being small..
You can learn as much you can..
The cosmos is a dictionary of words written in a language that needs a different outlook to understand..
Every one of us has it, we just need the time to enhance it.
At the end of the day..you just need a starry sky for the finale..The perfect sign off for every day.
Stars..they do many things..
They compel you to retrospect your own perspective..
They motivate you to shine as per your own free will..
And lastly..they inspire your mind to see something beyond the soul..
~Mugdha Deshpande



There are some things which words fail to express..Family is one of them.
A family is a birthplace of selfless love.
It is the abode of trust and care..
A family is the emotional birthplace of every individual.
Being a rich brocade fabric it is interwoven with something more than mere gold..
It is your first and most priceless possession..something that is always yours..
Something that is there for you any time and every time..
Something that doubles your happiness and halves your sorrows..
And hence,
A family is a shiny diamond in the diadem of life..

~Mugdha Deshpande

Hope..the fuel that propels each soul..

Heaven- A place that can be found if you know where to look..


Beyond all misery and confusion,
There lies a serene place..
Known to us..yet unknown
‘Heaven’ we call it..
Many crave for it, others yearn for it
Some actually search for it throughout their lives
Everyone looks up to it..
To a place that is the impeccable epitome of solitude..
But just for once, try looking for this place..
Neither in the ground, nor in the clouds
Once you look around you, you’ll realise..
That you were searching for something you already possess..
Heaven..it is there everywhere..
In the pure rays of the morning sun,
In the rustling of leaves, in the chirping of birds..
In a tiny drop of morning dew,
In the smile of a child,
In a soul that cares..
In a hand that helps..
It is there in a breath of fresh air..
Heaven is there even in a tiny seedling that fights its way through the soil..
In the smell of the mud after the first rains..
In the pages of a book..
In the comfort of your home..
In the star filled sky..
Heaven is there..waiting for you to discover it
But you just need to look at it with the right eye..
And once you are struck by the gravity of the heaven that you have found..
You will no doubt have to accept
That.. Heaven lives where a heart is found..

-Mugdha Deshpande

The light that never fades..