He sat where he found solace 
Under a fig tree he got a place

A day when he tried to walk away 
The reality of life was at bay
Life comes with death is a truth
Old age will follow your youth
He thought it’s all rosy and pious
Unless he sees, something hedious 
I am no immortal like any other 
Let me go out and feel the wither 
He knew what he has left behind
He was ready to face the grind
Nothing is permanent not even breath
So I leave the mansion with my wealth 
That’s when he sat where he found solace
That tree where he got a very little space 
Now he is strong and  not frightened 
He didn’t know he was enlightened 

O buddha I am no different than you !!
Please take me along make me you !!

Rutuja 

Cuckoo bird singing on a lousy morning 
A cup of warm coffee on a cold evening 
A call from a friend  a letter from a loved one
Heartfelt message from special someone
few fragrant flowers you get unexpectedly
When a stink of some unwanted incidences are troubling you badly 
A warm blanket of words a cushion of appreciation for small deed 
A story that you relate from a book you read 
All through the day a song you keep humming 
You switch on a radio where it’s running  
Don’t see the world being a masquerade
All you will see is one grey shade 
Just look around and check each entity  
Life gives many chances to experience serendipity !!