Before we drift too far

The color, the smile, the hand raised in blessings
We all stepped away from our land
The land with sound of waves, star gazing nights, good times with friends
Every evening my lane temple bell echoes far
Skype, Whatsapp, and all rest folks connects us back to them

Still, something was missing..
And, before we get drifted too far
Few hands rise again to retouch the land and relive culture

Welcoming all for Utkal Divas, 5th April,2014 - Johannesburg,SA.
Please support us by gracing your presence and spreading a word.

Trust thou

When you feel lost,
When you are broken,
When no see no shine.

You are shattered and hurt,
You want to shout “Why me?”
You wish to cry like baby.

Just do it.

Shed all burden. Scream.
When you are tired,
And collapse.
Go back to dreams.

Ask what you “really” want.
Ask why you ended here.
Ask how; which option you followed, while avoiding the rest.

And now get up.
You know why you are here.
Rise. Jump. Catch the Pluto and farther.
You can do anything you wish.
Just believe in you.

And trust thou.