For you

If I were a brush....

I would have painted the swirling waves

that flood the corners of the mind

tumble the thoughts standing there

breaking many castles made of sand

sometimes playful, sometimes hurting

and leaving in its wake

shells and conches of memories......

If I were a stream....

Forceful would have been my beginning

though falling from the heights unmatched

would have broken many stones

journeying ahead, getting slow

quenching thirsts, spreading relief

meandering around, inching on

to the ocean that you are !

If I were a piece of soil....

would have sheltered a seed in me

to sprout a life, kicking out

fighting the winds, braving the sun

absorbing the rain, dust and dirt

spreading life, spreading health

restoring the balance, of nature and elements

would have engulfed the whole of you !

If I were a piece of chalk...

would have made sure

that every voice of yours

gets engraved on the board

every expression finds an inscription

remains deeply etched, till the yore

and all through this, bit by bit

would have sacrificed, my every pore !

4 types of people

Perhaps the most famous shloka of the ancient hindu text Bhagvad geeta is "karmanye va....", which gives us the message to work, and not being attached to the result of the work. This post is in that context. I think that there are 4 types of people.

1. Those who dont act and dont look for results : Examples are Indian government, many neutral and liberal people.

2. Those who dont act and look for results : Examples include me, lazy people and people who just criticize without actually doing something.

3. Those who act and look for results : Examples include professionally successful people, developed countries, motivated and inspiration people.

4. Those who act and dont look for results : Examples include saints, mad scientists, people who contribute something of the very highest order.

Fir wahi Afsana

हुस्न के सौ रूप देखे, coral reef  तक देखा,
सरहद के दो पार देखा, ये नूर कब देखा

telescope से देखा, microscope में देखा
kaleidoscope भी देखा, पर ये हूर न देखा

की सपनो में देखा, की नजरों से तौला
बारिश में खोजा, सुबह की धूप में भीगा
किस्से सुने कई, हकीकत भी देखे
कई बार समझा, की ये वो परी है,  
की उससे मिलो जब, वो सुहानी घरी है
की इससे तो बेहतर, ना होगा कभी अब,
की इससे तो स्वप्निल, कोई था कहाँ कब,
पर देखा तुम्हे जब, वो एहसास बिखरे
की छा से रहे अब, नए अरमान सुनहरे
कहूँ क्या अभी मैं, नशा छा रहा सा
तुम्हे देख कर अब, होश खो सा रहा सा 
बड़ी ठहरी जालिम, वो तस्वीर तुम्हारी
मुस्कुराते हुए ही, इसने एक दिल तोर डाली
तस्वीर का ही आलम, जब ऐसा कहर है,
घुला जा रहा सा, मेरे दिल में जहर है
ना जाने की कैसी, क़यामत सी होगी
मेरे सामने तुम, इबादत सी होगी
नहीं जानता मैं, अगर कोई दवा है
बचा ले मुझे तब, कोई वैसी दुआ है
ये दिल खो चुका है, अब मैं खो ना जाऊ
तुम्ही बता दो, खुद को कैसे बचाऊ
अगर बच गया तो, ना जाने कैसे रहूँगा
अगर ना मिली तुम, ना जाने क्या करूँगा
इसीलिए अब सुन लो, तुम्हे मैं बता दूँ
ग़लतफ़हमी सी ना हो, दुबारा सुना दूँ
इस खुबसूरत बला से, कहर तुमने ढाए
तो इस मर्ज की अब, दवा दो बताये
इतने पास आ कर, अब और ना सताओ
खवाबो में छा कर, अब दूर ना हो जाओ
ना काबिल हूँ इतना, पर जितना भी ठहरा
उसी से सजाऊ, मैं घर एक सुनहरा
हरियाली भी होगी, दिवाली भी होगी
वहां पे तो हर तरफ, ठिठोली भी होगी
पर अगर तुम ना होगी, तो होगा अँधेरा
बिना तेरे वो फिर, होगा एक रैन बसेरा
अतः अब तुम्हे मैं, वहां पे बुलाऊ
तुम्हे ले चल वहां की, रानी बनाऊ
मना कर ना देना, चाहे कुछ भी सजा दो
वहां चलने की अब, मुझे तुम रजा दो
अब और क्या लिखूं मैं, बस इतना समझ लो
ये दिल है जल रहा सा, तुम बादल सी बरस लो |

Show me your grin

The light has dimmed

dark clouds hovering

You feel lost, deep is the frost

then thou light up the path,

use the close-up brushed teeth

by showing up your grin. 

Heavy atmosphere, around lies despair

head sent for a health check

and the heart sent for a repair

Beware you have to be, for the times to come

still, hold up your chin

and show us your grin

The slate wiped out

the throat cried loud

open eyes means, a drop of tear

you are barely breathing, too faint to hear

to support, there is none of your kin

still, open the mouth, show us your grin

Yes, no medicine is better than a laugh

Laugh your heart out, because time will bring you crap

beauty of the life, lies in being becoming a fool

when all the time, you thought you were so cool

whatever comes in your path, take it with a pinch of salt

and laugh it off, don't be trapped in a halt

Equanimity is the word, for the life to prosper

happiness of the soul, the remedy for a disaster

it doesn't really depends, on the things lying out 

you can be happy, be it desert or despite

Sing the song of the soul, hold up your chin

let not it vanish, show us your grin.

Love at first sight

You are the one, in every cell of yours
every ache of my heart your sight cures
every pain for you the self can endure
you are my spectrum of life, my vibgyor

the soul was yours, as soon as it saw you first
the sight of you, was it less than a trance?
i understand now, what is nothingness
life bereft of you, without a chance !

oh my rainbow, how can I proclaim my love?
oh my sunshine, how do i get that treasure trove?
oh my monsoon rain, how do i get in drenched,
oh my panacea, how do i get rid of the heart wrench?

the beautiful face, lit with a sanguine smile
the sombre voice, made my heart, fragile
it has broke down in, thousands peices of its own
you are the glue, to make it throb, agile.

haven't talked to you much, despite
i have fallen like a dead, give me respite
wish the molecules of the air, do wobble in rythm
convey to you, this falling of my whims

this only I hope, from the vagaries of the nature
who knows, if am not, good enough for you, poacher
even if be that, I have now, fully got hunted
you are my dream, to any extreme, to keep me haunted

the broken pieces of heart, shall hurt me tons
when they will see you again tomorrow
pray you do feel, a tinge of the love
which has gone deep, to my marrow.

The explosion of the egg

Some of us are  afraid of the unexpected, some of yes yearn for the unexpected, yet some of us are quite oblivious to it. And sometimes, the unexpected can leave you bemused and you can only scratch your head thinking over that. What happened with me today has left me entirely clueless, and please someone help me out here.

I working in a beautiful place called Japan, which has a noticeble level of bad breadth all around. Beware of the pretty girls all around here, let them come close to you only after a breadth analyzer test, lest you run away at the suffocating feeling of getting trapped in a chemical laboratory. I don't know exactly, but may be you need to look into their kitchen for the reason of this. These people are highly non-vegetarian, and they simply marvel that an idea like vegetarianism can exist !! Though, precisely this is what led me to the unexpected today.

Being an eggitarian, I have extremely limited option here in eating out, be it lunch or dinner. So I prepare them everyday. Dinner is pleasant after a long day sitting on a chair, and staring at a scree. You cook dinner and eat it right away. Lunch sucks. Its not easy to carry an indian lunch with you to the workplace. So you end up carrying up fillers with you. For example, boiled eggs, which I did today. Though it was supplementary, primary being the delicious potate patties and bread.

I decided to have my lunch after the scheduled lunch time, as its such a joy to be late. My lunch box had  two potato patties and two eggs, each cut into half pieces, with a bit of salt sprinkled over them. Settling them into microwave, and waiting for the usual 30 seconds, I was carefree. Everything was going on smoothly. The earth was rotating on its axis from west to east, with an inclination of 22 and half degress approximately. And Bang !! It was an explosion. And the person near to me took notice, though it did not attract anyone else's attention. He was surprised and confused at it. So was I. Taking out the lunch box, I saw one piece of egg was missing. It had exploded !! How on earth can a boiled egg explode by heating. The upper walls of the oven was spluttered. Suppresing my laughter, I went outside and gobbled the rest of the parts, before they could create further havoc :D

But how and why? Please enlighten me, if anyone else has seen or heard anything like this. How can a boiled egg explode by just heating, even if it had a delicious potato patties beneath it. Was there some demigod trapped in that egg shell, cursed by some angry rishi, who got liberated due to my endeavours? :P Or it points to a potential local security hazard, in which eggs can be made turn into? Any enlightment would be welcome.

Teri wo muskan

तेरी वो मुस्कान

तेरी वो मुस्कान,मेरे दिल को हार ले गयी |

जब तुम्हे मैं देखता हूँ,
नयन मेरे थम से जाते | 

फिर ना होता और कोई, 

मुझपे मानो कहर ढाते |

पास जब तुम रहती हमारे 

खो से जाते मित्र सारे | 

मेरी दुनिया डूब जाती,

 तुम खरी होती किनारे |

और जब मुख पर तुम्हारे,

 इक सुनहरा हास्य आता | 

गूँज उठता हृदय मेरा, 

अनकहा सा नशा छाता |

नज़र तेरी यदि मुझपर,

 भटकती हुई, छूती जाती |

एक पल को नब्ज़ मेरी, 

 धरकना भी भूल जाती |

कशमकश होती सदा है,

 कुछ तो तुमसे बात कर लूँ |

छा गया तो मर्ज मुझपर,

 इस दर्द का इलाज कर लूँ |

पर ये मेरा दिल जो ठहरा,

ये हक़ीकत जानता है |

 दूर हो तुम जिस वजह से,

 यह उसे पहचानता है |

अतः जो अरमान मेरे,

 दिल के गहरों में छिपें हैं |

तेरी उस मुस्काती छवि से,

 उस जख्म पर छिरकाव कर लूँ |

मूढ़ हूँ मैं, मानता हूँ, 

छा चुकी तुम मुझपर जो इतना |

इस मूढ़ता में, तज अहम को,
निज प्रेम का अवदन कर लूँ |