Threads of time...

Such solemn face
Calm and serene like moonbeam
Voice of canary cooing in first hores on morning
Promises and committements for life-long and beyond
Perpetual smiles and sparkles in the eyes
Unfailing words of concern
Couldn't this be heaven !

Two hearts bond in bliss
With oath not to hurt each other ever
Always to standby each other thru storms and squalls
To uphold in trust and cherish in untarnished respect
Walk miles n miles hand in hand
To be a beacon of light
In dark taverns !

Time passes as it always does
The solemnity suddenly took an ugly turn
Softness became sharpnels of burning stares
Caring heart menancingly shredded other soul into million parts
Onslaughts wouldn't cease still
Silent cries of broken heart
Sequine tears flowing ajar !

Love in heaven
Never imagined going thus far
Chained soul having no salvation from stars
Gathered all pieces of naustalgic past resting on rotten mass
Questionably wondered on those moments
When simple soul committed farce
Wired itself to this hellish art !

Labels: Love hurts..

In the entanglements of web called life
I search for a thread
Called me,myself !

So many strings pulled in all directions
Each attached to a master
None for me !

Long wish lists of must haves and dos
Duties,expectations and aspirations
No vision for me !

Of what color strings are warmth,affection and love
Perhaps black which darkness can't see
Are they strong or weak !

I am the center yet nothing revolves around me
Puppet and pain ?
Bequeath yourself to thee !

Ordained and destined to be alone forlorned
When all said and done
Dirt put back to dirt !

Tomorrow another one will arise of same ashes
Rechristianed as another mould
Same story to be retold !

Labels: Puppets..

Innocent childhood at times has many more lessons to teach then grown up educated and experienced adults. Sometime small events leave behind much bigger impressions and learnings then any heavy discourse !

On steps of this crowded place of worship,resounding with chants and bhajans ,a poor urchin falls behind and trips over as trying to climb with his small lil limbs. His kins unaware walks on. The some people in the crowd took a note of it and move on for darshan. Perhaps thinking that it did not warrant their attention for so many unspoken reasons. From no where another young 7-8 year soul emerges, nicely dressed ,well fed and groomed , leaping ahead thru the fold of his mother reaches out for this urchin, lifts him up,softly dust him and show him the way ahead. All this happened in just a few moments and crowd was moving again. This child's concern did not end at giving supporting hand as he comes back and enquires from his mother who was by now watching his son doing what he did," Mom, will he be able find his parents ?" "yes,my son !" said the mother as she noticed the urchin rejoining his kins.

This child had paid his obisance. For rest enrichment was still on path ahead perhaps awaiting some other moment , some other kind of connect !

Labels: An Urchin..

We speak in silence more ! strange as it may sound, but its so true, nine thoughts to a single words uttered. There are waves and waves of silent thoughts behind each sentence spoken. And at times many more thoughts backing unspoken words which never find expression in sound.

How does one communicate and relate to unspoken world of expressions ? Their existence can not be denied, tangible yet eluding they remain. Fathoming their exact implied meaning and import is like predicting exact shape of raging fire in a forest. At times the gap between the expressed and silent musings is so diagonally opposite that it defies all connect between intent and intended.

More fascinating is aspect of the unperceived under-currents as perceived ones still find logical reasoning,motivation and objectivity. What remains largely uncovered is repository of subconcious entrapments shaped and developed over untold times having least or no connection with current context.

The hunted has become the hunter,after aeons of evolution, strategizing,planning to the extent of ambush. But still fearfull , insecure and meek. Rarely straight and speaking up his mind creating mysterious world of silence around himself, unpredictable and susceptible. When will that dawn of glorious freedom and unhibited sharing come. When will this ever expanding world of muteness decimate. Willful or forced by technical advancement wherein grains of sand (Silicon!) would help man read granulated thoughts and provide window to breathe in fresh air into working of human mind, the undiscovered grey space.

Labels: Boundless world of Silence...

Samundar kinare mein baitha
dekhta unn aati jaati lehron ko
prayatansheel hai woh nirantar
inn kinaron ke srinjan mein
laati samundar ki gehraiyon se
unginat sundar saugatein yeh
bikhair jaati taton par sab kuch
jyuon taare saje nile amber mein
ithalata itraata kinara baitha jyuon
nirjiev sa sameteta jaata sab kuch
apni kissi khoi jageer jaisa
anjaan weh samundar ke badappan se
apne astitav ke ghamand mein chur chur
agar aa jaaye samundar mein ufaan
to nahi dikhey kinare dooor sudoor
sab kuch ho jaaye jal vileen
samundar ki leherein jyuin
jeevan ka paath padati hain
ravangi aur karmathta se
kabhi nahin ghabraati hain
shalinta se kinaron ka srinjan karen
apna bal nahin dikhlaati hain
kinaron ke liye bani hain lehren
unhi par nyochawar hui jaati hain !

Labels: Kinara to Kinara hi Hai...

A rose is destined to be squelched. No one dare step over a cactus. A rose is cherished and desired for its beauty and fragrance which in turn becomes a cause of its annihilation as well. A cactus on the other hand ensconed in multitude of thorns survives attempts of assimilation. Who would wanna keep a beautiful but a stinking flower. Despised it is but it gets to live its normal and natural life span. Some others gather allergic spores and poisonous secretions to protect themselves. As is said - do not try to eat every bright coloured fruit, it could harm you.

Nature has its own way of protecting itself. Each hunted creature is equiped with some mechanism to limit its accessability to its hunter. Survival of the fittest , is the thumb rule driving all sentient and non-sentient subjects. Plain simplicity and accessability surely spells untimely and inevitable extinction. An impervious seed carries greater chances of survival and fruition at the right time as against pollens at the mercy of bellowing winds !

Labels: Noture protects..

Night is slumber for the blessed
Rejuveniating and recuperating
The subconcious weaving dreams
Tired torso resting in quiet respite

Peace and contentment reigns
Starry night with moon serene
Calm and quietitude sinks in
In-activity bringing solace within

Moments of silent reflections
Aspiration from day yet to begin
Moment by moment night climbs
Becoming darkest before dawn

Darkness is what heart fears most
Yet resign to it in deepest remorse
Sleepless nights of unheard plights
Solitude and suffering is all it holds

Light breaks the suffocating mould
Its loneliness one dreads the most
Day is hope while night is cold
Sleepless nights I abhore most !!

Labels: Sleepless at Night ..

Simti hui yeh ghadiyan, phir se na bikhar jaaye...!!

Cupid:Love is beautiful,
Because its feeling controlled by the heart.
But friendship is very very beautiful,
Beacuse its a feeling that controls the heart.......
but a combination of both is ultra beautiful !!!!
The Luv Struck one:Falling in love with ur best friend !
Cupid: With a twist..
The Luv Struck one: ...........It actually ends up in controlled chaos and emotionally demanding situation
Cupid: If ur friend cum love becomes ur best friend ? :-)
its easier of other two situations with base line very clear ,in first two,and infact in most relationships the happiness n safeguarding of self is prime...the table is turned when
other person's happiness comes first n u begin to enjoy in joy of other, thats where love n friendship amalgmate into something very different..in that process u outgrow !
expand urself ...become more then just one and empowered !
The Luv Struck one: Yea, I have experienced that but then handling it requires lot of maturity, is it possible ? i am too apprehensive
Cupid: Worth exploring :-)
The Luv Struck one: This is too tricky actually
Cupid: Yes, it requires us to evolve a lil further
The Luv Struck one: Growing this way is not recommended at all, it takes its toll,its nothng so light,it badly effects u it tears u apart playing two roles, u wanna be a friend first and then a lover but at times it coincides ,it overlaps as well and then u donno what to do.
Cupid: Take the route to his/her happiness afterall thats what love n frndship is all about !
The Luv Struck one: Yea take the route to HIS / HER happiness screwing ur peace of mind without knowing the direction where it is heading to
and since u dont wanna hurt each other by having confrontations u spoil ur friendship as well.
Cupid: Complex situation, thinking if there is any positive outcome/solution !
The Luv Struck one: You do anything in this world expecting some positive outcome only,but it dosnt work that way
Cupid: :-) Yup always a tussle between +ve n -ve,these two buggers can't live without each other !
The Luv Struck one: What makes u smile? and also don't wanna get into a committed relationship keeping ladoos in both the hands
Cupid: Now this is getting really tricky ! worst then worst case scenerio !
The Luv Struck one: But this does happen .
Cupid: You will find as you look back upon your life that the moments when you have truly lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love !!!
The Luv Struck one: Yea its a famous quote ,an inspirational saying ,but that doesnt help much when u actually go thru it.
Cupid: :-)
The Luv Struck one: You don't get time to look back and relish those moments rather, u get depressed and lonely than, oh shux ! you loose that confidante with whom u use to share everythng !!
Cupid: Take it easy,do what u find ur happiness in ,once bitten twice shy, afterall you are human not reprogrammable robots
The Luv Struck one: so its better to keep such feelings to urself and continue with friendship only this is my observation and inferences from life.
Cupid: May be this road will also lead to Rome in latter day !

Labels: bROKEN aRROW ...

He never thot she wd lie to him,
she said she will always be there,
n he trusted her like a child,
she said she loves him and he believed ,
she said she never wanted to hurt him
n he felt blessed,
and see what has she done,
tore him apart with her own hand,
mouled his patience,
stompped on his heart,
made fun of his feelings,
and cut his hands raised in prayers
slighted his love and affection
took him absolutely for granted
and tore down image of an angel
what austerities can bring solace
to a heart robbed-off all it had
A soulful of love !!!

Labels: Fallen Angel ...

Samundar ke kinarey par behti hui ret ki maneend hain hum
kabhi aaye mauj lehron ko to motiyon se bhar de daman
aur kabhi kabhi bahaa le jaye na jaane kaun se prangan
ki bichre woh pad chinh aur na mile door tak kan se koi kan
waise hi waqt ki darkaar hai ki ret ka na koi thiya na aakar
uss par agar mil bhi jaayein kuch apne jaise pal bhar ke liye
to lehron ki harfunmaula mauj hume door karne ko bekraar rahe
subah sham dhoop ki sunheri kirnono mein jab chamaktein hum
to bhul jaatey hain woh duphar ki jhulsaati aag ka aatank sab
jab tadaptey uss dhandey paani ki lehar ki chanv ko har kan
tab nahin paseejta samundar ka dil aur aata tanik taav usko
jyon milti thodi si sheetalta aur tapish se aaraam mujhko
le jaata baha na jaane kiss aur nayi disha mein toofan humko
andhiyare mein raat raat bhar hichkole khate kismat aajmaate
subah ko fir kissi naye kinare par apne ko paatey hum
shuru hota fir wohi kram,naye privesh ko apni pehchaan batatey hum
fir kuch naye seep aur motiyon ke intezaar mein jagmagatey hum !!!

Labels: Ret ka mein ek kan..

when i say I love u
what do u feel
do u feel my embrace
or u feel like hiding ur face
when i say i love u
what u feel inside u
is it the trickle down ur spine
or compulsion to rush to me
and entwine me in ur arms
does ur heart skip a beat
or ur legs go numb with disbelief
or the tears i see in ur eyes
did i make u cry or u felt a lil shy
did ur mind go blank
or ur soul got flooded with emotion
do ur ears swell up
to hear those sweet words
or ur lips part to speak to thee
hold me ,caress me , do not let me flee
does ur bosom swell to meet mine
or you keep to urself ur love divine !!!

Labels: What do u feel ...

Armaan hain kuch dabe dabe se.
alfaaz hain kuch ghutey ghutey se
jazbaat hain kuch unkahey se
jaantey woh bhi hain aur hum bhi
asaan hota kehna magar dil karta hai
woh kahen kuch unkahe andaaz mein
aur hum sune matramugd aagaaz mein
kyun nahin kehte ki tumse hai hume pyaar
aur hai tum mein samaa jaane ko dil bekraar
duriya jo hain beech mein aao mita den aaj
tum mujh mein aur mein tum mein samaa jaun aaj

Labels: Unkahe alfaaz..

Twist of fate is life
Today celebrations
Tomorrow strife
Which side time will swings
No one knows who decides
Years of planning n aspirations
Either see the light of the day
Or vanquished forever
Leaving thread marks behind
As reminecence
of sweet and sour memories
Moments of glorious struggles
And spans of painful pangs
People who walked along
And those who never looked back
A gigantic mosiac
of plethora of human emotions
Vast divides of beliefs and notions
Life is but a moment in present
No more no less
All toiling and perspiration
All dreams and imaginations
No sorrows no regrets
Not even exhilerations
Should ever bind this moment
Life is but a moment
Moment of smiles
And tears of tribulations
Life is but a moment !

Labels: Life is but a moment..

Those eyes come to me in my dreams,
And then by the day I begin to miss them again.
Then the long wait for another night follows
The ardous and hopeless longing of the day.

There she comes, as thou cometh a thousand times,
A charming messenger of radiance so divine,
And a disarming smile bless thy new world,
And a soul as kind as one can be to others and to me.

O, beautiful angel of most soothing words and manners
Come now blessed soul and let me dream it true.
And comfort my longing soul and kiss my brow,
And prode My love ! why suffereth thou ?

Labels: Thou cometh...

Kiska hai iss dil ko sadiyon se intezaar
kyuon hai karvata woh bedard itna intezaar
humko to hai bas uss mand hansi ka intezaar
kaliyon ke phool bankar khilne ka intezaar
unn chamkti ankhon mein ikraar milne ka intezaar
apne daayre mein samet kar chupa lene ka intezaar
surkh labon se humara naam pukarne ka intezaar
ek baar aa kar kabhi na laut jaane ka intezaar
jindagi bhar yuhin saath nibhane ka intezaar
aur unke kandhey par sir rakh
hamesha ke liye soo jaane ka intezaar !!!

Labels: Kaun hai woh insaan ke aks mein Khuda..

Abhi to inn sabz ankhon mein khoye hain
raat bhar jaage they bas abhi soye hain
na puchiye sehar hone tak kitna roye hain
unginat moti se ansoo jindagi ki mala mein piroye hain
sapnon ki dheron badal apne kandhon pe dhoye hain
na samjhein bojh jindagi yeh to gulabon ke phohe hain
bina dharti mein pasina gire bhi khet kissine boye hain
arey na samjhein inhe dukh ke aansoo
yeh to khushiyon ne piroye hain !!!

Labels: Ansoo...

Jab soti hai saari duniya tab veh akela jagta hai
raaton mein uth uth kar sapnon ke piche bhagta hai
parayon ki bheer mein kissi apne ko talashta hai
shaayad kahin kho gaya uska apna vajood bhi hai
ab har cheeze mein jindagi ke mayine talashta hai
biyabaan registan mein jyun gulshan ko sinchta hai
woh bhi jaane kiss mrigtrishna ke picche bhagta hai
chhota sa insaan hai woh par haar nahin maanta hai
akela hi chattanon se takra kar rasta taraashta hai
sailab aate hai musibaton ke uski hansi le jaatey hai
weh fir khada hota hai aur jine ka raasta talashta hai
jaana hai usko bahoot door par manjil laapata hai
akela apne kandhon par apna saleeb dhotta hai
kehta kuch khas nahin sab kuch sehta jaata hai
kiye the jo waadey unhe haqikat se sanwarta hai
har subah mein ek nayi ummeed ko talashta hai
chahe jamaana beri ho karam se nahin bhagta hai
kathinaiyon ki chattan se veh jindagi tarashta hai
kathinaiyon ki chattan se veh jindagi tarashta hai !

Labels: Saleeb Apne Apne

He lived like a firefly
a short yet useful life
brightening alleys
with colourful light
what a pleasing sight
tiny punny form
large belly of light
never holding back
not a moment's respite
it burnt out in its flight
He lived like a firefly !

Labels: Jugnu...

Unki muskaan ke liye chaliye yeh bhi manjoor hai
goya pyar karne walon ka shaayad yehi dastoor hai
jism se jaan aur jaan se woh kyuon itni dooor hain
pyar bhi kartey hain hume aur katl karne ka bhi fitoor hain
basey hain jis dil mein ussi ko todne pe majboor hain
jo wadey liye the humse aaj khud unnhe jhutlatey hain
tha jo janamon ka bandhan aaj usey bhul batatey hain
umar bhar saath nibhane wale insaan ab kahan paye jaatey hain
umar bhar saath nibhane wale insaan ab kahan paye jaatey hain !!

Labels: Aisa hi sahi..

It was as if only yesterday
the winter had changed to spring
suddenly the life had smiled on him
he saw glimpse of hope in darkness
his grey buried dreams got rush of hues
there were smiles in silent solitude
and sweetness of belongingness
there was blessed magic in the air
suddenly life had found companion
an anchor in tumultuous vast ocean
seemingly time had lost its significance
imageries of happiness everywhere
brought glitter in those saddened eyes
touched by elixir, life had been revitalised
expectations and aspirations uplifted the day
night would pass in sweet memories of hey !

Not much time had passed
then suddenly cruel fate struck
undermining all respect and adulation
a wide chasm opened up from nowhere
all vows still lingering in freshness casted aside
the nubile roots of belief and trust were uprooted
with merciless design and uncanny perfection
his heart was ripped apart by desertation
time played dirty and annhilated everything
the tell-tale signs of devastation were aplenty
all was same except time turned against him
left with no help or empathy in the offing
a caracas of torned heart and broken dreams
where would he turn to but rest in his coffin !

Labels: A tree is uprooted..

He is very disturbed today ... missing his late father with saddened heart and moistened eyes... the only shoulder he could lean on in these trying times ... At times he wonders would there be any other soul on this planet so much alone and so much ignored ? His smiles covers his broken and scared heart so well that no one would come to see the torrents of tears flowing inside his bossom. He has been deceived, ridiculed ,exploited and deserted by the very souls whom he gave his best moments and un-restrained love. It would have been so easy and absolutely normal for him to despise those people , hurt them and take revenge. But he chose not to do so ,bowing out and gradually moved away with no remorse. He still prays for them, their happiness and longievity.

Fighting within himself with himself to not to be defeated by any onslaught . Perhaps no one understood him and no one wanted to hold his hand except one soul who departed long ago. Today sitting in the confines of four walls all alone he is again preparing himself to embrace what his fate has presented him. Yet another deluge of unfairness from least expected quarters coming one after another. He has been carrying these heavy loads of pains and isolation for too long. Those around him would not wanna hear and he wouldn't even share with those casual ears. There is upheaval inside which hasn't let him sleep for decades, constantly on the rise like a tsunami with only one mission - destruction of his benign spirit. There are those he wouldn't wanna get effected by this rising wave,so deceived ,they are taking things at ease. And there are other who have already deserted this perhaps soon to be sunken ship, building their nest elsewhere.

Will he succumb or will he survive only the playwriter knows. As for him , he is perineal wanderer or a voyager on the move yet again to find a distant shore before life dawns on him. Trying to gather and clutch onto his fading dreams ,all he sees is impression of two feets moving strenuously on sands of time , long distances to cover with no shade in sight , bellowing wind wiping away the foot prints behind, moving forward is the only option.

Labels: Foot Prints..

Uss shahr mein koi rehta to tha
Woh mujhe apna dost kehta to tha
Saath nibhane ke wade karta rehta tha
Milta tha aate jaatey jab uske paas waqt hota
Jab bhi toota sailab-e-gardish ka kehar hum par
Humara dil uski musroofiyat ko yaad kar rota to tha
Anjaan they hum duniya ki firka parasti se aye sangdil
Wade jo pal pal kiye unhone nibha na sake kuch pal bhi
Majma tha humare charon aur jabardast dildaron ka
par koi shaksh humare gum mein sharik ho na saka firbhi
Insaan ka kya kasoor,akhir khuda bhi ankh band kar sota hi raha
Huye fanah hum jin par unhi ko humare gujarne ka ilm ho na saka kabhi
Roye hum uss raat bahoot par akelepan ka ehsaas kuch kam ho na saka
Martey jiye,jitey marey hum par jo apna tha woh apna ho na saka
Hum kissi se kya ummeed rakhein andheron mein apna saya bhi saath ho na saka.

Labels: Mera Saaya..Mera dost..

Loosing Money makes us a lil poorer
Loosing Health makes us a lil weaker
Loosing Honor makes us decimated
Loosing Love makes us incapicitated
Loosing Sensitivity makes us animated
Loosing Emotions makes us barbarian
Loosing Goodness makes us incarcerated
Loosing Trust makes us oblitrated
Loosing Hope makes us impowerish
Loosing Self makes us already dead !!

Labels: Losses in life..

Why does life go after things not meant for it. Why there is desire for denied fruit. Why do we seek out things which do not have karmic seed in us. The bigger question is why things happen to us which do not have permanency on onset and yet they are sought at the cost of heart wrenching pain. Why despite of best effort and intentions, the outcomes fails us. Who or what decides as to what one would have and what one would not . Why life is full of such complicated entangling and strangulating webs.Why happiness is not independent or can be achieved with inter-dependence ? Why there are varying sensitivites, sensibilities and susceptibilities. Why the life is cluttered and full of paradoxes. Why there is such yawning gap between what we desire for self and what we offer. Why all spheres of life are mired in pettiness,narrowness and constricted confines of self-society paradigm, Why darkness,negativity and pursuit of self-actualisation overshadows goodness,constructive approach and freedom of soul. Why goodness is weak and hesitent while selfishness gets full play. Why rights are wronged and twisters prevail. Why limited confines of material and physical existence get such precedence on intangible,subtle and yet unlimited world of rich emotions,imagination and cognitive exploration of realm we live in. Is there any engraved causality in each act and hence a timebound result. Why so many differentiated paths laid out to reach a goal. Why dosn't fair play wins more often. Is the creator or universal truth also a bit biased or out of sync. Are we split personnas wearing white garb of dictums and self-justified disillusions which wouldn't wanna see and acknowledge its own image in the mirror. Why wouldn't we let good hearted sensitivity and emacipated soul win. Why life is not let to be what its ought to be - a happy journey of self discovery and freedom of soul.

Labels: A dual called Life

Haanth choote bhi to rishte nahi choota karte
dil ke naajuk bandhan toofanon se nahin toota karte
na chahe agar insaan to rishtey nahin chhuta kartey
samundar mein tairne wale nadiyon mein nahin dooba kartey
aavaish aa jaye lehron ko to shahr bhi nahin tikka kartey
dil ke gehre rishtey chhotti chhotti baaton se nahin choota kartey !

Labels: Chotti ...

Like a nomad, soul wanders
for shade of thy's benign love
eluding like mirage on parched desert
the oasis of happiness fades into oblivion
prisoner of wantonness seeking freedom
from pain of fleeting fragile attachments
the unceasing cycle of longing and belonging
succumbing to numbness of silence in the end
desertation, deprivation and decimation is all it gets
from dirt it arises and dirt is what it begets in the end
all impressions, memories and moments written on sand
forgotten,erased,mopped,overwritten till all vanishes for new recreation!

Labels: All for recreation...

Out in the wilderness
many flowers bloom
no one sees them
yet they manifest
in their completeness
in all colors
and all shapes
various fragrances
so many shades
there is no selection
of color,shape or fragrance
each one is complete in itself
giving joy to one n all
they do not seek
yet they can't be ignored
travellors cross thousand miles
to be blessed with their beauty
thats the secret of nature !


I realised this when i was there so many miles away up in the remote mountains..
the nature remains where it is..it dosn't seek out for its existence...no acknowledgement it needs
i took snaps of some of these ..hanging on rocks..side walls
out in the wild where no would even traverse
but all basking in full glory
fulfilling the purpose of being what they exists for !
Especially in hills the magic of nature comes to full fruition..
every few paces the flaura n fauna changes..merging into each other yet distinct ..keeping
you guessing and spellbound by their guest appearances..as one moves on !

Labels: About flowers n rocks.

Baaton se jab nikli baat
to samundar bhi chale saath
dhakela dharti ko to umre parbat virat
kabhi na rok sake behtey nirmal jal ko
diya tab kudrat ne bhi saath
haraa bhara upwan basaya
jahan na pahunchti thi koi awaaz
chand taare bhi uttar aate ambar se
jab hota buland saahas ka ahsaas
tarikhey darz hoti hain har chattan par
nahin bhulta hai koi itihaas
sanchay aur nirantar srijan se
banta hai harra bhara sansaar
sundarta aur yovan ka marm hai
vishal hridey aur nidar prayas
mann mandir ka dwar khula ho
to basta issme saara sansaar !!!

Labels: Srishti..srinjan.