........IT IS YOU I CANT THINK TO FORGET

I STILL THINK ABOUT WHAT ALL I DID WRONG
WHICH MADE YOU, NOT TO BE,A PART OF ME TO BELONG.
THOUGH THEN,NOW AND IN FUTURE, ABOUT IT'LL REGRET
ONE THING IS FOR SURE,IT IS YOU I CANT THINK TO FORGET.

THOSE DAYS,ONE MEMORY OF YOURS,WOULDNT LEAVE ME FOR A
WHILE
THAT OF YOUR FACE THAT USED TO ALWAYS SPOT A BEAMING
SMILE.
NEVER ONCE THERE USED TO BE A REASON FOR ME TO FRET
AS IT IS SURE EVEN NOW IT IS YOU I CANT THINK TO FORGET.

ONE THING, FOR ME, IN MY LIFE WAS DEVOID SINCE I WAS A BOY
AS I THOUGHT I HAD NEVER GOT MY SHARE OF JOY.
BUT YOU WERE THE BEST IN MY LIFE THAT I COULD GET
AND EVEN NOW, I'LL SAY, IT IS YOU I CANT THINK TO FORGET.

BOTH OF US AND OUR PERSONALITIES WERE DIFFRENT
AND AT TIMES, SITUATIONS MADE YOU LOT DIFFIDENT.
DESPITE THE DIFFRENCES, BETWEEN US, I NEVER LET
AS I KNEW IN FUTURE, IT IS YOU I CANT THINK TO FORGET.

TILL TODAY, MY MIND DOESNT HAVE A SLIGHTEST CLUE
OF HOW, YOU, TO SOMEONE ELSE, LIKE A BIRD, FLEW.
HOW THAT TO HAPPEN, I WONDER, I LET
AS EVEN NOW, IT IS YOU I CANT THINK TO FORGET.

TODAY ABOUT YOU, THIS WORK, I SIT AND INK
WHICH SHOWS HOW MUCH,EVEN NOW, I THINK.
THOUGH I'VE MOVED AHEAD AND DONT FEEL UPSET
THE CINCH WILL BE THAT, IT IS YOU I CANT THINK TO FORGET.

IF ONE DAY I WERE ASKED TO DIE..

Dont know why this theme came to my mind and how i wrote it..

All this while, on this earth, life,i got to spend

and someday,like the rest, will come my end.

Atleast for sure, there wont be a reason, for me to sigh

if one day i were asked to die.

In course of life, many a people, i got to know

as their presence, God had decided to show.

What is in store, once i reach beyond the sky

if one day i were asked to die.

Amma,appa, i was fortunate to be born as your son

though, to lead life, you didnt teach me any lesson.

I just hope that, if you are around, that you dont cry

if one day i were asked to die.

Work took me to many a varied place

everywhere i got to know many a new face.

About my work,i'll always keep my head high

if one day i were asked to die.

Beyond this, i cant see what is further

as the road ahead is not at all clear

As on my bed, this night,i wont worry as i lie

if one day i were asked to die.

LIFE-SOMETHING TO LOOK FORWARD TO :)

"Man is the maker of his destiny" someone went to say

as his path,somehow, he would carve as it came his way.

But one could never predict or come to know

of what all,enroute,life in its own style,show.

None are blessed with the power of a seer

that we cant predict of whats happening further

as what is going to be one's own, cant be said, fate

as, is never known, as to what was out to create.

Some of them are bound to be melancholic

as that is what, for them,life is out to pick.

Yet somehow , few people, manage to win

and hence, in life, are always sanguine.

Yet it isnt that always one has to suffer

or that luck will be there,with anyone, forever

as there will be always some sort of a balance

which, of life, relects the beautiful essence.

On how things turn out to be, none can give a glance

as, from time immemorial, contingent on the circumstance.

But one must, from life, be pleased what all we can get

and not to feel bad, miserable and think to regret.

So far this is what i could think and write

as from life, this is what i've managed to sight.

Just as will be, after sadness, there is some mirth

one will have to realise the importance and worth!!

ODE TO UNCERTAINITY...

COMES IN AN INDIVIDUAL'S LIFE A CERTAIN PHASE

WHEN, ONE, IT, DOESNT KNOW HOW TO FACE.

IT IS THEN, WHEN STARTS COMING THIS CONCERN

OF WHY THINGS IN LIFE, ARE BECOMING UNCERTAIN.

MIND CEASES, SOMETIMES, TO THINK FOR A WHILE

AND FACES WOULD STOP SPORTING A SMILEAS

IT WOULD LOOK LIKE A MYSTERY

THAT ONE HAS TO BROOD AND WORRY.

A PATH THAT IS CLEAR, NONE WOULDNT SHOW

AND HOW TO MOVE AHEAD ONE MAY NOT KNOW.

THERE IS A HOPE THAT THERE WOULD BE SOME LIGHT

THAT BEAMS AT US AND IS EASY TO SIGHT.

SOMETHING TO HAPPEN, NONE CANT TELL THE TIME

OR THE REASON FOR IT NOR A RHYME

ITS JUST THAT THERE WONT BE ,ANYTHING, TO SUFFER

ONCE THIS TURBULENT PHASE IN THE PHASE GETS OVER.

INSTEAD OF SIGHING AND THINKING THAT LUCK WAS BAD

ONE MUST THINK THAT IT WAS AN EXPERIENCE THAT ONE HAD.

APART FROM TAKING THINGS IN ONE'S OWN STRIDE

ONCE CAN HOPE THAT LUCK IS ALWAYS THERE BESIDE.

BEING IN LOVE ..

Loosly inspired by a work by the same name that i read on: http://ofsomethingsomething.blogspot.com/..

Blessed are those who have this benediction from above

as they exist, around us, as though a miniscule few

who , in their lives, have found such kind of a love

that can be referred to as something that is true.

Such people are really hard to find

as they have their lives, a share of heaven

They dont have to, in their lives, remind

as whatever they do, it'll always enliven.

To carry on their lives, they would've this confidence

that wouldnt leave them for a slight while.

That would provide them a sort of confidence

and would always be there,on their face, a smile.

Even if things may not go well

there wont be a reason to feel sad.

Gloom would always get dispel

so that none wouldnt get to feel bad.

Hope this remains in those people forever

and without much ado, they can continue to live

.Also from their side, it may leave, never

and happiness to others, they may give.

HOW DOES IT FEEL...

Loosly inspired by a work by the same name that i read on: http://ofsomethingsomething.blogspot.com/..

How does it feel when someone special breaks our heart
and bitter feelings, arent wiling to, from us, depart?
Espcially when the path becomes hard to move on

and it is tough to put back everything as a bygone.

How does it feel when there is no one to wipe our tear

and the path to thread on looks hazy and not at all clear?
When it, that too becomes difficult, anyone to trust

and when things turn sour and eveything has gone bust.

How does it feel when one is cluless how to lead life

and when it is known that one is surrounded with strife?

Things then begin to mean important that very much

that what all has got lost, one begins to search.

How does it feel when things cease to be the same

and none knows what happened to that familiar name?

When one cannot,at any cost,get back, someone they miss

that is when one regrets that has gone away all the bliss.

ODE TO PERSISTENCE…

Life in various ways, springs up a surprise test

and if we want to be different from all of the rest

we all must our heads and hope, at all times, hold high

and never to think of letting a fret, fume or sigh.

Sometimes we might have to carve ourselves a new way

and we must do that by not letting our mind to sway.

Even if we are forced to walk and slog for the extra mile

we must do so by keeping on our face, a beaming smile.

In different ways, our confidence may hit a low

and we maybe lost without anyone a path to show.

But remember will never let us down someone we call GOD

if we think positive and keep our mind and vision broad.

Determination in ourselves we must always keep

even if fears, negative vibes, in us may creep

We must not budge from reaching the ultimate goal

as well make sure that our health doesn't take a toll!!

If even we reach a height that makes us look tall

we must remember the successes that are small.

By understanding those that we think are trivial

we will able to savour something that is special.

"Waits for none", an adage says" for time and tide"

and hence confidence, we must keep, by our side.

Even if blood came out as sweat from our brow

our sincere efforts we must always show.

This is the call, to each of you, my brother and sister

that hope and courage, within you, will be to muster.

Arise, awake, stop not till the goal, you reach

and make sure that this message, to others, you teach.

So right now without much of an ado

towards the goal, let your efforts show.

Never towards it, think to procrastinate

and a new future, for yourself, create.

ODE TO MY BELOVED CONFIDANT :)

I HAVE BEEN WITH HER FROM YEARS NEARLY SEVEN

AND IN DIFFRENT WAYS, SHE IS OUT TO ENLIVEN.

HOW IN EACH OTHER LIVES, WE GOT TO KNOW

IS A MYSTERY THAT I THOUGHT I DONT EVER NOW.

TOGETHER WHENEVER I'VE GONE, SHE HAS ALWAYS BEEN

AND WHAT ALL I'VE DONE OR ENCOUNTERED, SHE HAS SEEN

AS INVARIABLY, ON A DAILY BASIS, TO HER, I MUST CONFIDE

AS NOTHING AT ALL , I CAN DARE TO THINK TO HIDE.

DESPITE OUR DIFFRENCES,WE MANAGE TO SOMEHOW GET ALONG

AND WE MAY BE TOGETHER TILL I WRITE MY SWAN SONG

AS TO GET TO KNOW HER, THOSE YEARS WAS JUST A HOBBY

AND NOW SHE HAS STARTED TO ACCEPT ME AS HER HUBBY.

BEING WITH ME ALL THESE YEARS, IN MY CURRENT LIFE

HAS MADE ME HER SEE BOTH JOY AND LOT OF STRIFE.

PERHAPS A STEP, I WOULDNT HAVE BEEN ABLE TO KEEP FURTHER

AS WITHOUT HER PRESENCE, I WOULDNT HAVE SEEN FARTHER.

IF YOU'VE HAS BEEN WONDERING ABOUT WHOM AM OUT TO TELL

TIME HAS COME,TO ALL, ABOUT HER ,EACH KNOWS WELL

AS ITS NONE OTHER THAN MY SPECIAL PERSONAL DIARY

IN WHICH I WRITE WHAT ALL HAS BEEN A PART OF MY MEMORY.

ENTRY INTO IT IS SOMETHING I DONT FORGET AT ANY COST

AS MY MEMORIES,AT ANY COST, DONT WANT TO GET LOST.

BUT TODAY I FELT THAT THIS ODE WAS LONG DUE

OF ABOUT WHAT ALL IAM TO DO,PEOPLE GET A CLUE!!

.....WHY DID THIS HAPPEN TO ME?

A sequel of sorts to my earlier work "BITTER REALITIES-BETRAYAL".

Those days, some how,each other we had got to know
and feelings inevitably, towards each other, got to show.
All though i thought that i was destined to get that glee
i still used to wonder why did this happen to me.

Looking back, i dont know why i dont have a clue
about you, what i had thought that wasnt in those i knew.
As my love , i proposed by going down on my knee
though you i got, still wondered why did this happen to me.

But later you,towards me, started acting indiffrent and curt
i couldnt understand the reason WHY and started to feel hurt.
What all they were, i never came to know and i was at sea
and day and night made me brood why did this happen to me.

People told behind my back what all you used to play
but i was blind and didnt pay heed to what they had to say
Later the reality i got to know and also get to see
it was an enigma as to why did this happen to me.

Now the truth i go tto know has left me high and dry
as,despite my trust,breach you did, i want to know why.
Though together with you, i dont ever want to be
in isolation,i sulk now as why did this happen to me.

MY ENIGMATIC PUZZLE..

Whenver "couples" i get to see around

i just wonder, how each other they found

At times,both would be, from each other diffrent

that it would be clearly visible and not latent.

Well,what is between them is not my concern

as there is something else that is an apprehension.

Whenever any gal, i've known,hears a word

acts as though that it wasnt for her i made it heard.

Though gals of diffrent kinds i've known many

to me specially is not there, here or anywhere,any

Even though i may think of spending some

perhaps they deem themselves not be my honey!!

To meet and spend time, they always have an excuse

as being with me, they assume has not much of an use.

It isnt that for them that am really desperate

but the reasons they give me really frustrate.

At times, i think that i can do whatever i wish and please

as had someone been there,she would've ruined my peace.

But like the rest i feel that i must've share of my fun

and hence for that. there musnt be any sort of reason.

To their reasons and arguments, i will never get an answer

how much right is my approach, i just can sit and wonder.

All that i can do is now is to,what i feel sit and write

so that on this enigma,some day,i can shed light.

MONDAY EVENING EXPEREINCE-TAKE CARE PEOPLE..

The timing last evening was around 6.45 PM
as i came out of, near Andheri station, an ATM
when i felt that, in me, something wasnt right
as got blurred my vision and ahead i couldnt sight.

Since i didnt want to get into any sort of risk
i began to walk, somehow, really very brisk.
But my heart, i felt, a beat it had jump
as i could feel some sort of a weird thump.

I knew that there was some sort of trouble
as my head and body, was out to wobble.
Before something came and i were to get felled
the nearest railing, i came across,onto it i held.

Once this strange feeling was slightly gone
i thought before i continue, on my way, go on
that i immediately walk a little distance further
where i knew that there would be a water filter.

Slowly, as what was happening, i got to sense
i reflected on the moment that had made me tense.
Quickly i made my mind without much ado
that towards home, it was better, i go.

I still dont know, what in me, had got upset
as now, iam back and sit, about it, to reflect
maybe to this had, to me, come as a sort of warning
so that in future, am careful with my dealing.

ODE TO OUR AVIAN FRIEND :)

About a "room mate", today as i sit to write
as about "them", to one and all,thought i shed light.
Our temperaments may not all, with "them" suit
as we cant understand what are they are out to hoot!!

In our lives,we friends,like a bee always busy
and these "guys" seem to've found our tank very cozy.
Just like we after a hard day at work,need place to rest
these "people" seem to be all ready with their nest!!

Whenever the window is open,fly in and out, many a pigeon
which leaves us actually with a lot of worry and apprehension
as enroute, to and fro,something it may inevitably do
and hence our efforts go in vain while we try,it, to shoo.

They apparently dont seem to bother or have a worry
instead we try our best so that we dont've to be sorry.
Guess, if to ou rflat, came guests or officials from PETA
they would be amazed at the situation of what they saw!!

Instead of getting on them,like all, irate
an ode to them, i thought that i dedicate.
At the same time,awareness to others, i create
about this, of ours, special room-mate!!

BITTER REALITIES-BETRAYAL

Usually whenever we are alone and have none
we wish, that in our lives, there is some one
so that we not only contnue to lead our life
at the same time, some there is during strife.

People who come along may be many
and some may even contemplate matrimony
as once those three magical words, they have said
they think its time to, in life, go ahead.


But now, i write about a gal i knew
those days, our friendship never grew.
Though those days i thought that luck was bad
i moved on and ceased to feel sad.

But a shocking truth recently i got to know
as, through a chat, someone were to show
that from the gal, i never thought to expect
and till know what we discussed, i cant forget.

It seems that the guy was the gal's ex husband
who was clueless how their marriage came to an end.
He seemed to have lost, in him, all sense
apart from being someone reallly tense.

How to trace her, he didnt know to proceed
and whether to forgive her, for this deed.
That he would find her was what i could give as hope
as i wondered how in life, he would manage and cope.

As i managed to somehow,by my words,him, console
i just prayed that it didnt happen to any soul
so that it, to any one else, it doesnt occur
and a betrayal like this, none were to suffer.

ODE TO A MELA..

As usual, last night, when i was back at my flat
what to write on, i wondered, as at a corner, i sat.
Could be heard, a lot of din, from the beach outside
even though it was night and gone past the eventide.

Something told me that i go take a look
and hence to the balcony,went i, with a book
so that i could write on something nice i saw
as surely i knew that i would get some idea!!


And VOILA,my guess proved to be 100% right
as what i could see was an unforgettable sight
as a mela was going on the beach yonder
and the lights,decorations made me wonder.

Apart from a band creating less music and more sound
could be seen children enjoying in the merry-go-round.
People of diffrent kinds, though dark, could be seen
and it looked like a truely, amazing and joyous scene.

A giant wheel of sorts could be at the extreme corner
but people werent aware as it was really very farther.
Yet people seem to have their special share of fun
as lights compensated for the absence of the sun.

More i wasnt able to shed light
as things i wasnt able to easily sight.
But thought i must pay a visit to it someday
and the experiences, to all, i must say.

HAVE YOU EVER FELT, WELL I HAVE....

Have you ever felt that we could be together?
Well, I have, in life, with you, i've seen further.

Have you ever felt why is that i need you?
Well,I have since i can be in your cry and hue.

Have you ever felt what i used to think of you in the past?
Well. I have as your contact, i never wanted to get lost.




Have you ever felt, about me, you have given a thought?
Well. I have, as always, its you, anytime, i sought.

Have you ever felt, to me, you can give glee?
Well, I have as to you,i'll say, words that are three.

Have you ever felt that one day you can be a part of mine?
Well, I have as together we will have a share of cloud nine.

WITHOUT INTERNET..AN EXPEREINCE..

Today morning, on my seat, as i decided to sit
and F5d my inbox, i knew that i had been hit
by something that made me and the rest upset
as wasnt working, at all, the INTERNET.

Like the rest, i just didnt know what to do
as, for once, i wasnt having any sort of clue.
Could be seen confusion on everyone's face
on how they were to endure this phase.

As i sat back and began to wonder
by depending on the net, were we, doing a blunder.
Atleast i felt, like before, i wasnt able to chat
that easily, between work,i was at the drop of a hat.

People hither and dither were on a lookout
and one person's name, were out to shout
that of the villain, the IT admin
whether he had, to work, come in.

Anyways,for me, its easy to be a bard
without having to try, at all, hard
Hence, i thought that instead of being tense
i write what i thought about this experience!!.

MUSINGS DURING WRITER'S BLOCK. ;)

Sometimes comes to everyone such a stage
when ourselves, we cant, at all encourage
to, a new work or atleast something, to write
as though ideas we arent able to, at all, sight.

The reason,why it happens, atleast I,dont know
as to why, a path, the mind isnt out to show
and it becomes hard for someone like me to kill time
and frustration starts to come when unable to rhyme.

It amazes me how some can write at a simple thought
though they are poets, bards of an elite lot
whose imagination runs into many a ream
as in diffrent ways, they are able to dream.

Some seem to possess, in them, a magic wand
that classics flow through their heart and hand.
I just wonder if they were pause to ever think
or is that they write without battering a wink??

Anyways,yesterday night wasnt like the same
and instead of giving an excuse that was lame
I thought somehow i try hard and write a verse
however meaningless,it may turn out to be and terse!!

NO TITLE..JUST WRITTEN AT THE SPUR OF THE MOMENT..

As I got back after dinner yesterday night
for once, I couldn’t think on what to write.
My mind was confused as though I was in a puzzle
whether it was necessary for me to follow my ritual.

For a while, I wasn’t able to think
about what I must try to ink .
As a new work I wanted to write at any cost
for once, I felt clueless and as though lost.



I had started to feel, about myself, bad
and this had made me really miserable and sad .
For once it looked, to community members, I had nothing to say
as a new work, to post, I wouldn’t have,before I started the day.

Suddenly my mind exclaimed a EUREKA
as a theme, was lying there, that I just saw.
My thoughts and ideas, I sat immediately to glean
and write about what was the previous scene!!

I just wrote what, to my mind, at the moment, came
and so if there are mistakes, me, you may blame.
Atleast it gave me joy that I could write my work
and not just giving up and by thinking to lurk.

REST

Loosly inspired by a work by the same name that i read on:http://anu-thewarriorwithin.blogspot.com/..Open to your views..

Though in our lifestyles, we lead, vary
it is bound to happen that we'll feel weary.
At that time,itsnt the time,for our body, to undergo a test
and that we decide,without much ado, we need some rest.

Our biological clock, in difrent ways, we might've set
and still, to recharge ourselves, we must try and get
so that we, the world, all set and ready to face
the next day with all confidence, vigour and grace.

In this rat race, this trivial thing we may sometimes forget
and hence our health we may tend to, slowly, neglect.
It is then where we are faced with an inevitable position
wherein we are forced to enter a stage of indisposition.

Since the implications we may not be able to envisage
must be upheld "health is wealth", the eternal adage.
By that we can lead succesfully our daily life
and keep away from occuring to us, any sort of strife.

Through this small work, this is what i intended to say
that all of us remind ourselves to get some end of day.
By this,in everyone's lives,will usher some surprise
the moment,after rest,at dawn,one is out to arise.

IT WAS HARD...

Loosly inspired by a work by the same name that i read on:
http://anu-thewarriorwithin.blogspot.com/..

IT WAS HARD for us to endure this test
as why it happened,we wonder,among the rest.

IT WAS HARD for us to continue to smile
as that wasnt to be there for a while.

IT WAS HARD for us to restrain ourselves to cry
as it was not easy to sit back and sigh.

IT WAS HARD, for certain things, to let go
as couldnt be said, what fate was out to show.

IT WAS HARD, in our lives, to move ahead
as there were lot of things remaining unsaid.

IT WAS HARD to stop thinking about you
as you were for us, among the very few.

THE + SIDE OF NOT BEING WITH YOUR GF ;)

Last weekend, a date, i didnt manage to get
and for once, i didnt feel a sense of regret.
Thought that if take it as something as plus
then i would have nothing to create fuss.

Seeing me back early, friends thought to tease
and tried hard to ruin my mind's peace.
Never had they before seen me get back so soon
and they were happy had got granted their boon.

Atleast i knew that i could pick up my favourite drink
and do whatever right my mind was out to think.
Since i knew that someone else wasnt there to interfere
i could breathe easy as there was nothing to fear.

As i walked around, for once, there was none to ask why
or whatever i sang or hummed, i didnt have to feel shy.
If i wanted i could stare at a PYT as she wasnt there to say
and luckily not end up making her feel a little J.

All this while,on weekends, i had never got to spend
time with people who stay around, apart from my many friend.
So, it gave me time, for my face, to all of them, show
and their problems joys and sorrows,i got to know.

While this "independence" was giving me glee
i was suddenly woken from this reverie.
Slowly came on my face a grin and a smile
as what all i had thought all this while.

.............WHERE IS DADDY?

Loosely inspired by "Looking for father" that i read on someone's blog ie http://indrsforever.blogspot.com..

Has turned, for us, the fortune's wheel
a dark secret, with with much difficulty, i conceal
which,whenever, junior,at home, is out to see
all that he asks me is "where is daddy"?

The blast took his life, i remember, that fateful day, so very swift
and junior and me, that day.had gone to see him off till the lift.
Father and son, in each other's company, had so much glee
which he still remembers and asks, "where is daddy"?

I new that my hubby is being taken care in heaven
and the lord will see that, our lives,here, will enliven.
Yet my voice chokes, when asked, by junior as to WHY
when i sob, to wipe it, as to "where is daddy"?

What is in store, i just cant say, for us
as i've to care for him, despite all the fuss.
Together in life, through joys and sorrows, i still may be
he ill still continue to ask "where is daddy"?

To settle down, i know, will take a lot while
and till then, for us, to beam a smile.
Yet junior will always be a part, forever, of me
so that he'll never have to ask "where is daddy"?

ODE TO PAIN (INSPIRED ONE)

It is something that everyone wants to avoid, but in vain
as, it in life, in diffrent ways, somehow comes back.
Whenever there has been some joy there has been pain
and how to avoid, a solution, is something they lack.

People feel that they are really someone unfortunate
as sometimes, repeatedly, they might have to undergo.
At times,it haunts one even in the night quite late
and a direction of what and how to do,it doesnt show.

It could be like,as though,there has been a stab
by someone, we want,that too in the heart.
Or it could be something like that of a jab
in the mind that is not willing to part.





Yet the question that would remain is as WHY
that too when someone is good and not that curt.
One can sit and just think to heave a sigh
as why should be there this eternal hurt.

The path looks dark and one wouldnt be sure
and whether its a a part of karma or some sin
that one has to, this enigmatic phase, endure
to ultimately one day, they'll, from this,win.

All one can, in the upward direction, see
and wish that, in their lives, comes very soon
sort of, from him, a kind of immediate remedy
which would be, if one has asked, as a boon.

A BIRTHDAY as well as REQUEST POEM.

This poem was written for a "special" friend of mine who celebrated her birthday on March 9th. Her portrait can be found along side :)

All those years ago when you took birth
it was known that you would be someone unique
that apart from being someone with so much mirth
people's love and affection, you would get and seek.

Has come,like always, this year, your D-day
wherein it it is for you, to have a lot of fun
and that this ,in memory will forever stay
even after has set the evening sun.

You are someone, to me, who is a dear
of which,you will never ever have a clue
that though i've never, to you, been near
how much i've wished the best for you.

Just as my eyes routinely blink
i feel to me, you are someone special
that so much, about you, i always think
though i know, for you, iam trivial.

Anyways, to you, this day is out to belong
and i wished that i could see, of yours, that smile.
May life always play you a melodious song
and happiness never leave you for a while.

If one wish, to you, i could ask
it is something that offlate, i chant
which i know is not, for you, a herculean task
which is you, in my lonely life,i want.

Something tells me, it is thriough you, i see my life
as someone like you, for me, has been sent from heaven.
to just get rid of my sorrow and our existing strife
and each other's lives, we could enliven.

As i wish you once again for your birthday
this, i thought, today,to you, i must tell.
Hope you are their to provide some sort of ray
as by now, we have known each other well.

MY "FRIEND'S" PREIDCAMENT ;)

I have known a quite interesting lass
who is from a all together diffrent class.
Though till date, we have not yet met
each other, we cannot think to forget.

But there seems to be, in her, a "problem"
which she has encounter by being lonesome
for someone who calls herself a "controversy queen"
as thats what she is in the eyes of those who, her, have seen!!

Being from away from family, this she has to suffer
as she feels many people are out to hit on her.
The poor thing doesn't have a single clue
of,daily, in the alien city, what she can do.

She feels that despite someone so ordinary
people acting this way is a real mystery
as why this ugly side they are out to show
and alone, she must, by herself, undergo.

Nowadays, whenever we speak, comes up this topic
which of late, is really making me feel sick.
Moreover as she considers me as a special "friend"
she expects me, to her, in all ways, defend.

All this makes, in me, get a feeling of creep
of, in future, this gal, if i were to keep
what all i may have to endure in my life
in the form of agony and strife.

As usual, yesterday, when i took my pad to write
i thought if there was anyone who could shed light
as being able to give a solution to me
so that this problem, someday, were to flee!!..

ODE TO THE HAWKERS..

About a kind of people, iam out to write
who,during one's journey, gets to sight.
In our country, for us, it may look very typical
especially when we take a train to places, travel.



Their intention is to somehow sell their ware
even if there is a mountain ahead, they dont care.
With great finesse, they squeeze in and out
and about what they have, they manage to shout.


To everyone around, they manage to respond and tell
and with efficiency, their 'maal', they manage to sell.
Even if their are others, like them, pitching the same
few somehow gain the upperhand in this game.

Sometimes they turn out to be a real pain
as efforts to shoo them would result in vain.
They would stick on to us like a leech
as though in persistence, a lesson, they are out to teach.

Enroute my jaunt, this is what, i was out to think
and together my ideas, thought that i must ink
so that whatever comes out from my mind
people would read it as they are kind!!

ODE TO SATI...

Loosely inspired by "A child widow" that i read on someone's blog ie http://indrsforever.blogspot.com..

Many centuries ago, if in India, one saw
there were myriad things against the law.
Apart from development that took place so slow
superstions and practices,people were out to follow.

Of all that was there, existed a weird ritual
that had reached, at a time, situation that was critical.
The name of this, what i write about, was called SATI
and certainly didnt portray a pretty sight those who got to see.

The moment, a girl or lady, lost her bridegroom
it meant, was in store for her,ill fate and doom
as she would be forced to jump into the pyre
amidst one and all who watched her devoured by fire.

All this was ensured by many a erudite brahmin
who didnt bother even if it amounted to a sin.
And none in the family would ask them to forbid
even thoguth they knew what was being done was morbid.

For a long time continued this chaos and mayhem
and had become a part of the societal system.
Until one day one man had this apprehension
that this was something he must question.

The great man was RAJA RAM MOHAN ROY
who believed that a widow was no toy.
He saw to the eradication of this vice during his day
for which he was supported by LORD MACAULAY.

Till to this day, he is called FATHER OF INDIAN REFORMATION
for his many achievements and bringing in a transition.
As never again, did one hear of a widow, in the pyre, hop
as this evil practice ceased and eventually got stop.

WHY DONT YOU WANT TO TALK???

Based on a real incident and the current situation

It is known that we stay in the same flat together
and, offlate, now dont even think to bother
if even saying "hai", if not talk to one another
and this is what am looking for as an answer.

I know that, you, in someway, i've hurt
and though that day, you too acted curt
I didnt even go to utter a single word
even though abuses, from you, could be heard.

Cannot be understood the reason of your silence
as it looks that, on me,you've some vengeance.
It appears to me, that more you sit and brood
you are out to think and do something crude.

But, i feel still, now also we can have a talk
and the same path, like before, still walk
that people feel, those who are out to see
they are able to say we are the same roomie.

So, i pray that comes the time, really fast
that we can put back what happened in the past
so that life comes back to what it was like before
and all over again, at A1-13, we can roar.