Through this window glass
I stare out for many answers
I feel the crispy wind
And I see the birds
I look for the possibilities outside
And the truth inside
Or is it the window to my soul
I see the clouds glide above the window
Why is there a pane of glass
Separating me from the truth and tears of joy
You complement each day of my life
You're indeed my soul
And the soul of my existence...Col Pradeep Pendyala
When you taste first slice of cake
When your parents are planning a special surprise
When the balls of red and gold allowed to shine
When you start hearing familiar Christmas carols
When the wintry sun appears with a sleepy head
When stars appear shivering in the sky
When St Nicholas comes down the chimney
When you start decorating the Christmas tree
When you find everywhere ribbons, packages and boxes
When there's thrill of hope
And your world rejoices
Christmas has truly arrived
Col Pradeep Pendyala
Professor of Anaesthesiology
My world is abuzz with soccer
The spirit of football everywhere
I've a thought
That would never go away
Argentina has ruled the roost
Though I couldn't give a hoot
My heart goes to Mbappé
He did win : people's hearts
And a Golden Boot
...Col Pradeep Pendyala
Professor of Anaesthesiology
