My parents

"Alone in my room with the lights on, praying that no monsters came along; While I slept you watched over me, until the day my heart was strong.   Waiting hungrily with a growl, brandishing my arms ready to maul; You fed me without a gripe, until I stopped to bawl.   Now these eyes are upon you, taking in all that you do; Now these hands are eager to do everything that you do; Now the child is dreaming of the day he'll be like you." - Neel Mull!ck (Inspired from here and there)

Portrait of India

"God chose this place for me happy or sad I could be   Paint a portrait if I could hunger would be my canvas and deprivation the easel Paint it I would with the brush strokes of hate and angst Incongruous would be the colours of ethnicity splotched on the palette of a fruitless democracy Yet the scenery would be one of love     Paint a portrait I should with strength and unity in my hand Harmonious hues would come together proud the palette would be The scenery would remain unchanged evolving on a canvas of progress resting on the easel of diversity   Follow me And I'll take you there" - Neel Mull!ck