A Brook's Voyage

शायद खुद से समझ न पाऊँ

2010-09-21T13:20:00.007+05:30

Date: Completed on 21 sept 2010
Time: 13:30

कभी भूल से जो सोचो मेरे बारे में
कभी सुन लो जो मेरी ख़ामोशी को
कभी देखो जो मेरी नामौजुदगी को
तो बताना जरूर
शायद खुद से समझ न पाऊँ

कभी जो कहीं तनहा सा लगे मेरे बगैर
कभी जो कहीं दुंदो मुझे किसी महफ़िल में
कभी जो कहीं मुस्कुराओ मेरे ख्याल से
तो बताना ज़रूर
शायद खुद से समझ न पाऊँ

कभी कोई बात जो तेरे ज़हन में आये
कभी कोई तकलीफ़ जो तेरे पास आये
कभी कोई शिकवा जो हो ज़माने से
तो बताना ज़रूर
शायद खुद से समझ न पाऊँ

कभी कहीं किसी मोड़ पे ज़िन्दगी की
कभी कहीं कोई अरमान हो आये
कभी कहीं कोई आरज़ू रूठ जाए
तो बताना ज़रूर
शायद खुद से समझ न पाऊँ

कभी भूल से जो सोचो मेरे बारे में
कभी सुन लो जो मेरी ख़ामोशी को
कभी देखो जो मेरी नामौजुदगी को
तो बताना जरूर
शायद खुद से समझ न पाऊँ
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Writing after a Long Long time, Hope to have a few reads.

Just give me a call

2010-03-31T05:47:00.000+05:30

Date: 19/01/2010 Time: 21:00 - 22:48

When the Sun is out,
And I see darkness around,
I, far-far from heaven,
In the lights of darkness,
In the gates of golden hell,
Struggling to breathe,
In cleanest purest air,
Counting luxuries,
With grains of sand,
But happiness far
As if my soul at war
And just somehow
For a stupid reason
An uncertain venture
You miss me
Just give me a call
I will be back
From realms of hell

Standing on a Bus Stop

2009-11-20T14:37:00.008+05:30

Date: 29-30 September 2009

Standing on a bus stop
am waiting for my bus
There's lot of faces arround here
And lots of them I Know
But nor do they know me
Neither do I care.
I am last in line
And my bus has little time.
Oh! nor could I board it
Niether does it care.
my bus has little time
And I am last in line.

Standing on a bus stop
Waiting for my bus.
There are many new faces
May be some of them i will know of.
but surely nor anyone will know me
Neither do i really care.
And my bus has little time
So, I am pushed back in line.
Yet nor could i board it
neither does it care.
My bus has Little Time
And I am left last in line.

Standing on a bus stop
Waiting for my bus.
Seldom does it happens
Only once in a while.
There are no other faces
My prospects brightly show.
But my bus has little time
And skips my stop this very time.
Nor could I board it
Neither does it care.
My bus has little time
And i am left alone in line.

Standing on a bus stop
Waiting for my bus.
There are faces thinking they know
Suggesting other ways to go.
But i have only one place to go
My bus is the only way I know.
And my bus has little time
I am last in line.
Waiting for my bus
Standing on a bus stop.

Let us smile today

2009-11-20T14:09:00.008+05:30

Date: arround 15th November 2009

Let us smile today
for we may not get a chance tomorrow
Oh! Let us smile on our own follies
make our own selves more venerable
Oh! Let us not live for tomorrow
Living the day only for today.
Let us smile on ourselves today.

Let us smile today
for we may not get a chance tomorrow.
Oh! Let us bury all the worthy worries.
for they not ever worry about us.
Oh! Let us do what we always wanted
and think not what others' think, today.
Let us smile for ourselves today.

Let us smile today
for we may not get a chance tomorrow
Oh! let us smile on our shining shackles,
make free of prejudices, origins and births.
Oh! Let us live with those we love
for love never lets you down.
Let us smile today.

Call Me A Fool

2009-09-05T18:02:00.004+05:30

Date: March 2009

Call me a fool
Surely you can
But given a chance
I'll do it again.

Call me a fool
Surely you can
But given a chance
I'll love you again.

Maybe you think
Its a mistake
But whatever the blame
All I am ready to take.

Call me a fool
For thinking of you
but, you are behind
Every good thing i do.

Call me a fool
For loving so much
But, there's no life
Sans you as such

Call me a fool
Surely you can
But, give me a chance
To be your man.

Call me a fool
Surely you can
But given a chance
I'll love you again.

If You Ask

2009-09-04T00:20:00.005+05:30

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Date : Around Jan-Feb, 2009

Baby if you ask
What do I want
I have an Answer
Its You
You
Only You

Baby if you ask
Can we have a dance
I have an Answer
Lets have two
Lets have two

For You
You
Only You

Baby if you ask
Will I come to you
I have an Answer
Knocking at your doors
Knocking at your doors

Baby if you ask
Will I go out
I have an Answer
Step in the car
Step in the car

For You
You
Only You

Baby if you ask
What do I want
I have an Answer
You
You
Only You
Baby if you ask

Also gave music to this piece... sang in class, but you know how musically challenged I am. Please post your comments. Waiting for your reads...

It is here

2009-09-03T17:45:00.003+05:30

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Date: Around Jan/Feb 2009

Why I feel so dumb and futile
If you don't heed me for a while
Why does the universe conspire
Which before had no measure
to become so small as ever
and so pretty as it was never
Why is it trying to be you
Moving, laughing, smiling like you
Why is it nothing else I see
Neither morn nor the Sun setting at sea
I don't have my prayers for me
They are your, as was destined to be

I feel so dumb and futile
If you don't heed me for a while
I suspect it is here
And I suspect it is true.

Invictus by William Ernest Henley

2009-08-25T19:11:00.001+05:30

A very inspiring poem...

Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbow'd.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:

I am the captain of my soul

Rain

2008-08-13T23:49:00.001+05:30

Date: july, 14 2008

You saw the rain today
I felt it too
You never thought of me
I was dreaming of you

it was pouring heavily
you must have noticed
i was also pouring
but never did you notice

you never thought i was nice
am i not being true
then why did you brew
you found me for fire n ice

now that there is no word
of love or hate
hope is the bird
i have flying without fate

Forgive Me

2008-07-23T22:45:00.001+05:30

Date: July 21, 2008

Forgive me
Forgive me dear
For I am a sinner
Every time you come near
I want to kiss my love to you

Forgive me
Forgive me dear
For I am sinner
Every time I touch you
I want to grip you close to me

Forgive me
Forgive me dear
For I am sinner
Every time I breathe in
I wish to breathe it on your bosom.

Forgive me
For I am sinner
Every time I look at you
I have sin in my eyes
Have done the greatest sin ever
As I have loved you every time
My sin is my love
For you
True

Please forgive me
Forgive me dear
For every time I come near
I want to kiss my love to you.

Can’t Make You Smile

2008-07-23T22:43:00.000+05:30

Date: July, 2008
Time:

Every time you laugh
On his little Joke
Or her pretty gesture
I feel so sad
For I am so bad
Haven’t made you laugh ever
What’s a man as dull as me
Can’t make you laugh
Contrary is true though
Make you angry now n then
What’s a man as dull as me

Worthless life this is
As others find it easy
Curse me, I do that too
Jealous I am
Can’t even breathe
Leave laughter
Far too fetched
Can’t give you a
25 Ana smile
Pathetic this life is
So am I.

Say That Once More

2008-07-23T22:41:00.000+05:30

Date: July, 2008

Would you say that
Would you say that again
My love
I know that we had troubles
And I know many of those
There where promises
I couldn’t keep
Expectations I broke
At times I was rowdy
Insensible to hurt feelings
I won’t be a trouble any more
Say that once more.

नौका यह मेरी

2008-07-23T22:26:00.002+05:30

Date: July 21, 2008

आप की उपस्थिति से
खुशगवार हो गई
नौका ये मेरी
बिन पतवार खो गई

सच आपकी कसम
थोड़ा जीने लगे थे हम
लहरों ने जिधर धकेला
उस ओर चल दिए हम
रास्ते को भूल
देख आपको रहे थे हम

अब आप जो नहीं
सब वीरान ही तो है
दरिया के बीच
बस हम अब बचें हैं
ना आप ना किनारा
ना कहीं कोई और सहारा

फिर आपकी ही याद
ऐसे घर कर गई
कि आपकी तलाश में
हर दिन हर रात में
नौका यह मेरी
बिन पतवार चल पड़ी

मैं विद्रोही

2008-07-23T22:14:00.002+05:30

Date: July, 2008
Time:2100

देखा फैला था अन्ध्यारा
थोड़ा सच था मैंने जाना
कमर कासी थी मैंने अपनी
अस्त्र एक, बस इक्षा शक्ति
निकल पड़ा मैं
झगड़ चला मैं
बदल रहा था ये दुनिया
ताकि आए तुझको निंदिया
छोड़ अपने तन की
तेरी ही सुधी ली
अपने पूरे दिन में
खुशी ही केवल बोई
और तुम सब कहते
मैं विद्रोही
मैं नीच, अशिष्ट
कपटी, दुराचारी

हाँ हूँ विद्रोही
हर उस काले काल का
हर उस सूने गाँव का
हर एक अज्ञानी सच का
हर एक उलझे हल का
हाँ हूँ विद्रोही
मैं विद्रोही ।

You Ask Me

2008-07-23T22:05:00.003+05:30

Date: July, 2008
Time: 2100

You ask me
Angry
Who I am
Why I am
Why am I
In your pretty
Perfect
Sacred world
Intruding
Disrupting
Creating
Unknown Dimensions

I am a wind
Which follows you
Which can’t breathe
Sans you
Wind which wants
To make your world
Prettier still

You ask me
Who I am
Why I am
I am no intruder
Nor a passerby
I wish to
Be with you
All my life
I am a wind
Smelling sweet
Check me again
I never meant
Any harm
I Want
To make your world
Prettier still

You ask me
Who am I?
Angry still?

I am a wind
Which cannot breathe
Sans you.

जब भी ये पगली पुरवइया

2008-07-23T21:35:00.002+05:30

Date: 21 july, 2008

जब भी ये पगली पुरवइया
मेरे तन को छूती है
ऐसा लगे तुने छुआ
तेरी ही अनुभूति है ।

जब कोई चार चिडियाँ चहके
फुदक-फुदक दीवाना करदे
ऐसा लगे खुश है तू बड़ी
अंगना में झूमती है खड़ी

जब भी इस चतुर चाँद को
देखूँ मैं आँखें भर-भरके
ऐसा लगे देखा तुने भी चाँद को
खोजे मुझे उसमे रह-रहके

जब जब कोई खुशबू
मुझको मदहोशी देती है
ऐसा लगे पास है तू
वोह तेरे केशों से बहती है

जब ये कारी बदरी बरसे
मुझको पूरा गिला करदे
ऐसा लगे मुझको तू ढूंढें
खिड़की से बारिश को छूके

जब भी खाना लगे सामने
चटनी का मैं लूँ चटकारा
ऐसा लगे सूने से घर में
फिर होगा तुने प्यार पकाया

दूर कहीं जब कोयल कूके
कानों में मिश्री सा घोले
ऐसा लगे कहीं बैठ अकेले
आज पुकारा होगा तुने

जब भी ये पगली पुरवइया
मेरे तन को छूती है
ऐसा लगे तुने छुआ
तेरी ही अनुभूति है ।

It’s Not Me But You

2008-07-23T21:31:00.002+05:30

Date: July, 2008

It’s not me but you
Who makes me care about
It’s not me but you
Who makes me dare a lot
It’s not me but you
Who makes for what good I got
It’s not me but you
For whom I love you a lot

On Your birthday

2008-06-07T00:00:00.001+05:30

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I wish you a very warm and unprecedented birthday.
I wrote this just after Akanksha's b'day, i thought what would i gift you ?
For you.
With all my love.

On Your Birthday

Date: 23/04/2008

On your birthday
I want to gift
Something that you say
Gives you joy in mist

I decided to gift you stars
That sparkles everyday of yours
But humble human origin I have

I thought to give you diamonds
A girl's best friend they say
But poor money I have none

I decided to gift you flowers
That your life smells sweet
But it loses its fragrance still

I thought to give you laughter
It makes you look so pretty
But, dull and uninteresting I am

I decided to gift you Care
That you are always safe
But god, I am so reckless

I thought to give you love
That always you would cherish
But I know not that art divine

I decided to gift you blessings
That guards you against troubles
But, too too small I am, I can’t

So I give you my prayer
That God give you strength
To do what you feel is right
And may God show you the way
Of path that sure be right
May God always be with you
And so be your lovely smile.

Walk with you

2008-05-07T21:58:00.004+05:30

Exams days are very creative days for me. You havee nothing much to do, have lots of free time.

Read this one and the one below.

Date: May 2, 2008
Time: 17:50 - 22:40

All I want to do
is walk with you
All my life
Silent
With you never to know
It was me
Weightless
Like your hollow shadow
Twisting and turning
Bending and bumping
Bulging and shrinking
Cruising with you
Through turning roads
Good, better and bad
Sharing all your loads

All I want to do
is walk with you
All my life
Showing you the way
If ever you feel lost
Then go back to follow
An honest shadow
Giving a shoulder to rest
Whenever you behest
Then vapour into oblivion
As the mighty Sun does set

All I want to do
is walk with you
All my life
Silent
With you never to know
It was me

Keep Trying Girl

2008-05-07T21:52:00.004+05:30

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Date: 3rd may 2008

Keep trying girl
Keep trying girl
But you will never know
How much I love you
Oh yes
Keep trying girl

Have you seen the ocean?
So vast and expansive
My love has more blue in it
Than it can hold water

Ever been to mountain top
Towering to the heavens
But my love is wider
Than horizon you can see from there

Must have seen the mighty Sun
Bathing you with all his rays
But my love has more vibrant days
Than he can only dream of

Gaze at the lovely moon
A poet’s fascination
But my love does not change
As it’s so many phase

Must have seen the lightening
It turns night into day
But my love has a spark
Constant not ephemeral

Look at that fuzzy cloud
Giving grace to the sky
My love has more tears for you
Than it can give you rain

Keep trying girl
Keep trying girl
But you will never know
How much I love you
Oh yes
Keep trying girl

जबसे तुमसे प्यार हुआ है

2008-04-27T23:33:00.000+05:30

Wrote this again in the last BS class i would ever get (unless i repeat the semester). I love BS i must say because it bores you so much that you are bound to be creative ;)
Do read and Critisize.

Date: 25/04/2008

जबसे तुमसे प्यार हुआ है
कांटे भी खुशबू देते हैं
फूलों का तो कहना क्या

जेठ धूप प्यारी लगती है
छांह का तो कहना क्या
मुश्किल भी आसां लगती है
आसां का तो कहना क्या
शत्रु भी अब मित्र लगे
यारों का तो कहना क्या
दुःख भी अब सुख लगे
खुशियों का तो कहना क्या
जबसे तुमसे प्यार हुआ है
कांटे भी खुशबू देते हैं
फूलों का तो कहना क्या

इनकार तेरा प्यारा लगता है
इजहार तो आया कहाँ
ये दुनिया प्यारी लगती है
सपने पूरे हुए कहाँ
जबसे तुमसे प्यार हुआ है
कांटे भी खुशबू देते हैं
फूलों का तो कहना क्या

ये नैना तेरे बाँवरे

2008-04-21T21:06:00.004+05:30

Date: 20/03/2008

ये नैना तेरे बाँवरे
जिया देख इन्हे जाए रे
छुप-छुप देखूं तुझे
चुप-चुप सोंचू तुझे
कि नैना तेरे बाँवरे
जिया देख इन्हे जाए रे ।

जब से है जाना तुझे
अपना है माना तुझे
ख़ुद से ही बातें करूँ
तेरे मेरे सपने बुनूँ
कि नैना तेरे बाँवरे
जिया देख इन्हे जाए रे ।

हो मुझमें कुछ ऐसा, थोड़ा खरा
आए जिसपे तुझे प्यार, भले जरा
सोंचू तू सोंचे मुझे
बस एक पल देखे मुझे
कि नैना तेरे बाँवरे
जिया देख इन्हे जाए रे ।

You Are Beautiful

2008-04-21T20:14:00.005+05:30

I again wrote this in BS Class (what else i can do when everything bounces above my head). Do Read. Feel Free To Critisize.

Date: 21st April 21, 2008

Oh girl!
You are beautiful

You are beautiful
Oh girl!
You are beautiful

I love the way you stand
I love the way you dance
Love the way you look at me
I love the way you glance

You are beautiful
Oh girl!
You are beautiful

Oh I remember it was Monday morn
It was red that you had worn
And then you walked past me
And I love the way you walk
Oh girl!
Love the way you walk

Oh it was the Tuesday twist
Was searching you in miles of mist
And then you threw that smile at me
And I love the way you smile
Oh girl!
Love the way you smile

Oh then it was the waited Wednesday
Wanted to talk and have a say
And you came, said Hi! To me
And I love the way you talk
Oh girl!
Love the way you talk

Oh I loved the thrilling Thursday
Trying to be friend, come what may
And you came, talked, asked me out
And I love the way you are
Oh girl!
Love the way you are

Oh that was unforgettable Friday
‘I love you’ is all I wanted to say
But I heard you talking of someone else
But I love the way talk
Oh girl!
Love the way you talk

Oh it was the satirical Saturday
I was looking for truth, it came my way
You came and said it was he you loved
Yet my eyes couldn’t hide from you
Oh girl!
They said that I did love you

Oh it was sulking Sunday
When I thought you explained me love
I know now what’s that love
And I love the way you are
Oh girl!
Love the way you are

You are beautiful
Oh girl!
You are beautiful

Yes came the mundane Monday
I looked for you all my way
But then I saw you overlook
Still I love the way you are
Oh girl!
Love the way you are

You are beautiful
Oh girl!
You are beautiful

I love the way you stand
I love the way you dance
Love the way you look at me
I love the way you glance

Oh girl!
You are beautiful

You are beautiful
Oh girl!
You are beautiful

That January Night

2008-04-09T20:04:00.010+05:30

This is the first short story i have written and completed (important!). Hope you all give this a read and feel free to critisize.

Date: April 9, 2008 (conceived 5th April)

I was tired after a long day at office. I took the usual route way back to home, first a cab then a bus, then walking. It was almost 25 kilometers from where we lived, because my daughter’s school was nearby. It was her birthday, seventh and I was late in her third consecutive one. It was already nine when I started walking.

I sped up. The sky was clear, the chilling january wind tearing my clothes away and I grabbing it with both my arms. There was no one on the road except the stray dogs barking at each other. They irritated me, what irritated me more was what my wife would say when I get back late. Though I was tired, I sped up.

When I reached the very narrow lane I usually use as a shortcut, I heard someone sobbing. The sound had so much pain in it that I stopped, and I noticed that it was not just someone but some many. The noise was coming from a hut nearby, I took a few steps towards the sound became clearer and I clearly heard a woman, saying something in very gibberish tone. I didn’t get what she said but I knew the family was in trouble. I thought that I should help but I was getting late. In deed I was and I couldn’t afford to annoy my wife. I started off again for my home.

When I reached home, everything was ready, the cake, my princess, my guests and of course the look in my wife’s eyes. My daughter looked very beautiful and was really happy to have me there; I could see that and that made me very happy. The party went on fine and my wife didn’t talk to me the entire night.

The next morning on fourth page in a corner I read ‘Peasant family commits mass suicide’.

I could feel the morning Sun on my face. I looked up to it.

Will You Tell Me

2008-04-05T12:24:00.001+05:30

Date: Thursday, April 03, 2008
Time: 8:00 p.m. at the Rehearsals of Mausam ko na jaane kya ho gaya

Will You Tell Me

Date: Thursday, April 03, 2008 (Modification on 17th April)
T ime: 8:00 p.m. at the Rehearsals of Mausam ko na jaane kya ho gaya

Will you tell me whether
If you ever
Think of me

Will you tell me whether
If you ever
Feel for me

Will you tell me whether
If you ever
Think of me

For I
For I
For I always think of you
For I always feel for you

Every morning the first thing I do
Is I think of you
Every morning the first thing I do
Is I feel for you
I think of you

Will you tell me whether
If there was a night ever
When you couldn’t sleep
Because you were thinking of me
For i
Have spent hundreds sleepless nights
Thinking of you

Will you tell me whether
If there was a night ever
When you rolled on your bed
Thinking of me
For I
Have rolled miles on my bed
Just thinking of you.

Will you tell me ever
If you ever
Think of me

Will you tell me ever
If you ever
Feel for me

Will you tell me ever
If you ever
Think of me

When I come in front of you

2008-03-30T10:36:00.001+05:30

"When I come in front of you" is the second song i wrote, please do give this a read, again i have tune but am musically challenged!!

Date: First Half of 2005

When I come in front of you
I can’t do what I want to do
I feel as if I am the king,
But truly lose my everything
Can’t say wonder words to you
Can’t say that, I love you

When I come in front of you
I can’t do what I want to do
My heart does make a thunder
And my mind starts to wonder

When I come in front of you
I can’t do what I want to do
I pick a rose everyday for you
And light my candles just for you
But can’t say wonder words to you
Can’t say that, I love you

When I come in front of you
I can’t do what I want to do
I don’t know what do I fear
But suppose it’s a ‘no’ dear
Can’t you this in my eyes
Eagerly waiting for the prize
Can’t you say you are mine?
Or instead give me a sign?

When I come in front of you
I can’t do what I want to do
Can’t say wonder words to you
Can’t say that, I love you

I Love You…

O Maya

2008-03-30T10:32:00.002+05:30

This is the first song i ever wrote, do have a tune for it in my mind but being musically challenged (I can only listen and enjoy but never reproduce a tune) I cant express it.

Date: First Half of 2005

O Maya, O Maya, O Maya
O Maya, O Maya, O Maya

I love you truly deeply solely,

O Maya, O Maya, O Maya
O Maya, O Maya, O Maya

You may find many richer than me,
You may find many sweeter than me,
You may find many…
You may find many…
You may find many brainy than me,
You may find many tougher than me

You will find many better than me.
Yes, you will find many better than me.
But how you gonna find one
More loving thee
No one can love you more than me
No one can love you more than me

O Maya, O Maya, O Maya
O Maya, O Maya, O Maya

Time since I saw you
My dawn is you
My noon is you
My dusk is you
My night you
I feel for you
I dream of you

O Maya, O Maya, O Maya
O Maya, O Maya, O Maya

Every time I breathe in dear
I just hope, you be near

O Maya, O Maya, O Maya

I love you truly deeply solely,

O Maya, O Maya, O Maya
O Maya, O Maya, O Maya

You may find many richer than me,
You may find many sweeter than me,
You may find many…
You may find many…
You may find many brainy than me,
You may find many tougher than me

You will find many better than me.
You will find many better than me.

But how you gonna find one
More loving thee
No one can love you more than me
No one can love you more than me

O Maya, O Maya, O Maya
O Maya, O Maya, O Maya

O Maya…
No one can ever love you more than me.

Distance

2008-03-27T22:44:00.002+05:30

While we were being taught probability in class, i was busy writting poetry... and chattering.
do give a read, always waiting...

Date: 27 / 03 / 2008
Time: around 13:15

This day I feel
Distance
Distance from you.
Distance from me.

You ignore me
I ask
Are you there?
Am I here?

Distance makes me feel
Closer
No matter if you ignore
Closer I am, a bit little more.

हम फिर आये थे

2008-03-24T23:04:00.002+05:30

DATE : 21 / o3 / 2008

तेरी गली में पलकें बिछाए हम फिर आये थे,
तुझसे करने इकरार हम फिर आए थे,
देखा इसबार तेरी डोली जा रही थी,
और तू मुस्कुरा रही थी,
खुशियों को तेर्रे कैसे छेड़ दें हम?
प्यार की बात कर आंसू कैसे दे हम?
तेरी गली से चुपचाप हम फिर निकल आए,
पिघले शीशे सी शहनाई दिल में बसा लाये।

Moonlight

2008-03-09T11:58:00.001+05:30

Here moonlight is compared to the lady love actually she is considerd as Moonlight. Do Critisize.

Date: 23/07/2005 (some modifications on 23/05/2006)

To see or not to see,
To be or not to be,
But the moonlight strikes me.

It strikes me through.
It bathes me through.
It takes me through.

The agony goes away.
The sins fade away
And love sways away

The white-light makes me bright.
It’s the only thing I wish to sight.
And that is why I wait for night.

It seems the scorchy Sun loves me too
And wants that I keep hanging in ado
But I want moonlight shade and its coo

Someday slowly that silky silent light
Will stay in my solitary sight
And make me bright, bright and bright.

Giny and Rodika

2008-03-09T11:02:00.006+05:30

Wrote this poetry in a competiton for story writing in NIFT, Bangalore. Do read. and of course feel free to critisize.

Date: July 2006

“Hello, good evening this is Giny,
I am here to give you tips,
As to how earn quick penny,
Without hiccups and any slips.”

Addressing so, Giny, gave a smile
For the thousandth time since he came.
He was smiling all the while,
On his prevailing, spreading fame.

He saw across the audience,
Some sleepy, some attentive, some tense.
His gaze then locked at one,
Yes! Sitting was Rodika and none.

Oh, he remembered how she was.
Oh, he saw how she is.
He loved her then without a cause.
Wanted to be with, without a pause.

Oh, how he missed her, he only knew,
Where she was, he hadn’t any clue.
It was ten years separation and not a few,
But bonded was his heart with loves glue.

He stopped his lecture abruptly,
And ran to her, so briskly,
“Hi! This is Giny, remember times old?
Hey can we meet at 7, Hotel Gold?”

-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-

He was waiting for the dinner,
Combing hair, to be a winner,
He waited for a while,
In hotel itself walked a mile.

Yes! He saw her face,
And remembered all her grace,
But, oh, God, what you have done
Limping she was, his one.

She had now, just one leg.
To god now, he couldn’t even beg.
But he remembered what she was,
His one, the one he loved.

He went ahead and gave her his hand,
She caught it, and he in wonderland,
Asked her, “My Dear,
Will you marry me?”

Death

2008-03-09T10:53:00.000+05:30

Date: Later half of 2005 (some revisions later)

Death is waiting me.
I am waiting death
Death I am longing to see
Myth and wonder surrounding thee
If you are the most painful thing
Want to see if I smile at sting
Or else painful lies encompass you
And are happy through and through

Are you my destination?
Or just passing by station?
Will you take me to the one?
Or leave me facing a firing gun?
Are you serious or just fun?
Or just a sarcasm, another pun?

I feel you coming nearer to me.
I feel building up in me
Fear, repent or joy?
And am longing to meet you boy.
Death is waiting me
And I am , I am longing thee

A World of Reason

2008-03-09T10:43:00.004+05:30

Date: February 2007

Take me to a world of reason,
flowing from the depth of heart.
No matter whats the occasion,
Bulls are free from load of cart.

Neither persuasion nor prejudice,
Thoughts non locked in lattice.
Where logic is not a slave,
of men still caged in a cave.

Where logic is free of treason,
n' logic is the mother of reason.
Take me to a world of reason,
Free from beats, notions and season.

Do comment. Waiting for your read and comments.

तू चंचल

2008-03-01T12:55:00.003+05:30

Wrote this piece, a very different one on the way to Patna on my bro's wedding. Not as good as I would have liked it to be, but its experimental. Read and please feel free to criticise (its worth it).I was a bit confused about the title so suggest if you can. happy reading.

Date: 22/02/2008

तेरे नयन-मन चंचल
अंग-अंग चंचल-चंचल
तू चंचल मन चंचल
रोम-रोम चंचल-चंचल
ये चंचल नैन तेरे
छीने दिल चैन मेरे।

तू चंचल जैसे चांदनी
मुस्कान तेरी चंचल-चंचल
तू चंचल मेरी दीवानी
काया तेरी चंचल-चंचल
जीना तेरे बिन बेमानी
मैं भी अब चंचल-चंचल।

इंतज़ार

2008-03-01T11:34:00.005+05:30

I wrote this poetry while i was on my way back to Delhi after my brother's (cousin's) wedding. I with nothing to do and green (partially) farms in view, wrote this on T9 hindi software (useful!).

Date: 28/02/2008 Afternoon

आंखों में रखा,
दिल में बसाया,
प्रियवर तुझको,
हृदय में बसाया।

धुप ढली,
छाँह तरसी,
मौसम बीते,
मैं त्रासी।

राह तकें,
नैन मतवारे,
रैन गई,
नैन टुकुर-टुकुर।

आओगे कब,
मोरे पिया,
मनवा न माने,
अब मोरी।

चहुँओर निरासा,
तोरी आसा,
मैं थमी,
समय थाम।

Send for me

2008-02-17T22:00:00.003+05:30

Date: 13/03/2006 11:45pm

When this life seems a dead end
‘What’s going on’ you cannot comprehend
When you are blown in a dead wind
Find yourself hanging on a shivering string
When morn seems beginning of dark
And the dusk is a frightful lonely park
Full of people frolicking around
And unwilling you feel the ground
The smooth blades pin you in
And you are wandering within
When even mirror deceives you
And only pain is left in you
When even your shadows are gone
And you are all all alone
Send for me O dear
I’ll come with the heart I bear.

Prom and all about it...

2008-02-17T21:21:00.003+05:30

Prom is a huge thing for the college goers and after prom is huger!!
I am writing this because, a junior of mine, whom i admire, not because how he seems or looks like but what he is at heart told me to look at his blog, and i found something on prom there.

http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-RINExLIleqg8IlFtPVOvZsw_BQ--?cq=1

read the above link and then come back to read further, it isn't that tough, take my word :)

Now as you have read his views i can build up on mine (on them). A peculiar prom recipe starts with the hunt of a suitable partner that you can flaunt (even though u may not like him/her as a person, who cares). After you have your partner you go back come dressed and perhaps drunk to the college and dance in close.

As already said after prom is bigger than prom itself (you know why?). You switch partners, u swtich anything just to get into a disk and roll your body with wine and music. You want (as a male) to get your partner more drunk and so, perhaps more cosy! well nothing's wrong ;) in it but that it's for one night only. I personally feel, no one can get you drunk, unless you want. So all the ladies out there dont mumble afterwards. Let the party Begin!

Child and Man

2008-02-16T21:22:00.006+05:30

If you have patience to read this long poetry (Longest i have ever written in english) go on. its very close to me as this has my personal feelings.

Date: 23/02/2006 to 20/04/2006

A thin small feeble lad,
was looking utterly sad.
sitting in a garden, on a wooden bench
was uttering something in foreign, French?

I went near,
And asked him
“What’s it dear?”
But he remained dim.
My hands brushed his curly hair,
and I saw his feminine face,
was eager at my stare.
I said packing all my grace,
“What is it with you, buddy
got beaten up for study?
Or have you lost your game.
Ok then, just tell me your name.”

The boy looked up the Sun
But still remained mum
I did brush his hair again,
then the child cried with pain,
“I want to be big like you
and do things that you do.
I too want to roam arroun(d),
with no one at home to frown
I want to buy lots of chocolates,
and play all day long with my mates
and yes I want the spidey dress on show
and of course that powerful flashy bow.
Oh yes I want to grow
And do things they say a ‘no’.”

In just a breath he said all this
And I was nostalgic without a miss
‘What was me when I was small?
And what am I when I am so tall?’

‘As a child, I had no boundries
To my thoughts and nude fancies
I knew to cry and smile
I thought about me all the while
I was selfish, as him, all through
Even then, as him, I was true
I was true to ask for something sweet,
While someone begged just for wheat.
I lied at evry chance I got through
Even then I was true
I was always true to me
As I didn’t know, how, it should be
I thought I should grow
To the world I would show…

I am now, no more to grow.
I have now nothing to show,
For I still have no visible boundries
But have breaks on thoughts, nude fancies.
Want to laugh, cannot smile
Outside tougher, inside fragile
When I want to cry myself out
Have to stand, and that to stout
I was selfish, yet am much how
Not even true to me, now
I still close my eyes on street
when someone comes begging wheat.
I lie to everyone, including me
For now, I know, how it should be.
I think now, oh why did I grow
if I was to be a black blind crow.’

The thought train went away
And to boy, I did say,
Packing again all my grace,
A false smile on a faker face
“Oh buddy
Don’t worry.
Just give a smile
And wait a while.
You will grow,
And the world will know.”

The child gave a smile
Was it me or just time
But I had no time to be yonder
And walked away with much to ponder
My heavy heart asking me
And I saying, “Let it be
till the happy tomorrow comes,
for which I wanted to grow at once.”
I gave another falsest smile
and without waiting a while,
I repeated it to me,
“For now, Let it be.”

तुम हो प्रिय

2008-02-16T20:46:00.002+05:30

Date: 12/02/2008

This poetry is dedicated to very feeling called love. I wanted to post this a few days earlier, but its always the day for this feeling :). Happy reading, Lovers (yes! there's a lover in you)

रात तू मेरे जेहन में फिर आई , ख्वाब टुटा, तू सामने आई.
जी चाहा न रोकूँ इन कदमों को, जो तेरे करीब ले आते हैं.
जी चाहा जकड लूँ तुझे इन गुस्ताख बाँहों में.
जी चाहा छू लूँ , लबों से, तेरे हर एक एहसास को.
जी चाहा कह दूँ तुझे, तुम हो प्रिय .

चाहूँ हर एक बयार छुए मेरे मुख को तेरे केशों से छनकर .
चाहूँ हर एक मुस्कान मेरी उभरे तेरे ही लब पर .
चाहूँ हर एक छुअन मेरी तेरा रोम-रोम अंगराए।
चाहूँ तू मेरी, बस मेरी बन रह जाए

Love and Fear

2007-12-09T17:37:00.000+05:30

Love is the root of all fear…
When you not love anyone,
When there is nothing far too dear,
When nothing matters nor moon nor sun
You then bear no fear,
Loss of fear is is not all that’s done…
You become far from life and not near...
Fear from self and the one
This is what makes us dear

I wrote this poetry just for a response to a thread and somehow i think it came out good.

do comment

always waiting for your read

LoSt I aM

2007-12-09T16:57:00.000+05:30

Some say angel,
Some say divine,
I just say its you....

Life moves, memories stay…
Some stop, some move...

i move.. but am still there.
Locked in your charming thoughts…
Felt deep within...
I am lost... Lost I am...

Feel free to comment and critisize.
hoping for ur responses..

I dream a world where I am not me

2007-12-01T21:44:00.000+05:30

date: 23 nov 2007

I dream a world where I am not me
and you are not you to be,
I say no countries,
no to boundries,
All of us free,
yet being others' key..
No religion didnt i say
nobody being a prey,
Open lands,
Open minds,
Thoughts flowing through the wine,
and hey nothing yours and nothin mine
I dream a world where I m not me..
and you are not you to be

plz do give your much needed comments and suggestions... and loving critisism
also if you have any doubt i will be glad giving clarifications....
thnks for reading... keep coming

first poetry

2007-12-01T21:20:00.001+05:30

I write this poetry first because this what i aim to do all my life... well i have title for this but tell me if you guessed, i wrote about him...

Date: From 14/05/06 to 23/05/06

He ran away swiftly, at his pace
Without any twitch, on his dead face.
I realized and ran after him
He was ahead, my prospects dim
Still with my heart I ran after
Sometimes shouted and did squatter
He but kept running, with all grace
Without any fatigue, on his dead face.
I wanted to chase and grab his collar
But perhaps for me he was far too taller
Running, I felt sometimes happy sometimes sad
Sometimes I felt chirpy and sometimes bad
But he ran swiftly at his own pace
Without any sighs, on his dead face.
Meanwhile I saw, I was the only one
But just among each and everyone.
Poor, rich and the richest of face
All behind him in the eternal chase
But he went on, with all his pace
Without any care, on his dead face
I looked for a motel, if I could get one
Alas I found, on this road there was none
Then I wanted to go back, from where I came
But saw nothing behind, a one way lane.
I saw him run, with all his grace
Without any turning of his dead face.

Then someone came and asked, not to stand
Because running is our future, not a magic wand
Left with the Hobson’s choice, one or none
I agree for every now and I simply run
And he runs swiftly, at his pace
Without any twitch, on his dead face.

Title: TIME

The first words...

2007-12-01T14:07:00.000+05:30

Hi everyone!

I am starting my blog today and with this post want to leave a solid impression on you so that it presses you to visit it again!! Honestly, i also dont know as to how will i impress you (in this introductory lonesome article), through my vocabulary, my writing style or plainly my thoughts.
So what i simply do, is just tell you what to expect here..

I wish to post all my poetries here and all my thoughts (which i will try to make as true as possible) you will ,here ,read my ideas and reasons and logics. I wish to write all that happens to me, all my experience, all about the world i live in, all about the world i percieve and comprehend.

I hope i could do all i wish, i could be regular and i could impress you in future.

PLEASE keep reading!!!