Imagining

In the morning, when I had a thought of sleeping,
My imagination suddenly started leaping.
To nowhere certain,
It just kept taking turn after turn.
No fixed path did it follow,
But definately it wasnt hollow.
It made me fly in the sky high,
No, I dint have to do anything, I dint even try.
Miles and miles I traveled unknowingly,
Eventhough I was alone, never did I feel lonely.
No words can describe what all I saw,
But sometimes I wish I could draw.
Then I would show you a face I can never forget.
In my imagination it is forever set.
Always a source of inspiration,
It will be with me till from Earth I get termination.
So many faces did I cross,
Some even sent me for a toss.
But then there was this face,
Whose competition could never be traced.
Because it was a one in infinity,
Even beautiful than the trinity.
It would give you peace at first glance,
But am not sure if life would give you a chance,
To see something greater than the cosmic view,
And if you get one, you will know how true,
Is each and every word I said.
There wont be any urge or need to look ahead.
Nothing else will seem as beautiful,
and towards itself it will always pull,
One who has seen it even once,
And be there to support you in all your troubled months.
Because that would be the only reason you will work,
And would mark the end of your search,
Of that perfect life you ever wanted,
Every wish you ask, would be granted.
You would enjoy each and every moment of your life,
Just like you are free falling or sky dive.
Each moment you live would be endless fun,
And you would feel you are the chosen one.

Telling

Ok, a recent one in Hindi.

Kya pata aaj hum yahaan hain kal kahaan,
Peeche mudke kya dekhein, aagae ek naya hai jahaan.
Chalte hi rahe, ab na thame kadam,
Ruke na kabhi, chahe saath mein na ho tum aur hum.
Kal aur kal ke liye sochna kya,
Jeena hai sirf aaj mein, chahe kuch khoya ya paya.
Ant mein insaan khud banata hai apni kismat,
Sabr hamesha rakhna, chahe jaisa ho waqt.
Yeh kathin pal kabhi na kabhi toh jayenge,
Aage jaake yehi toh humein hasayenge.
Aur jab lage ki jeevan mein bahut kathinayan hain,
Bas mujhe yaad karna, tumhare saath sada hoon main...


And a sms too.. this one is in english..

Today is going to be a great day,
For everyone is what I pray.
May you receive success in all your ventures,
And dont live each day as a routine, but an adventure...

Restarting

Its been long since I wrote a poem or a prose,
I couldn't help it; all this time I was on my toes.
I now realise what I was doing,
In circles I was actually running.
Soon I would reach the place from where I started,
Probably since I didn't have any target.
Its not that I have found one now,
But I thought that perhaps somehow,
This moving in circles and coming back to square one,
Was all this while not just fun.
I couldn't see what I was learning,
Each time I walked on the same curving.
I gained what is called experience,
And now things have started making sense.
When I changed my base,
Life certainly lost its pace.
Because I had to start from scratch again,
And also endure all the long gone pains.
But then I think it eventually makes me immune,
To these difficulties occurring when life sings to its tune.
It makes me more stronger and fight back harder,
Unlike a ship, which would be useless if it is always anchored on the harbour.
A time comes when you start enjoying the testing times,
And you make your own luck, not some wind chimes.
Keep fighting like a warrior,
Life would always be all the more merrier.
Victory will be yours if you never accept defeat,
And life would sing its song on your beats...

Wishing

Finally a new one.. i wrote today, in four parts..
first, sitting near the lift of the b block lift of the metro station @ cp,
second, waiting for the train at the platform.
third, in the metro train
fourth, standing near the stairs at patel nagar station.

I wish I was a child again.
Probably of the age nine or ten.
No one would question what I did,
But loved me more because I was a kid.
Each mistake would be treated with a smile,
Everything wrong I did would be excused because I was a child.
Life would be trouble free without any tension,
No stress or decisions to make or learn any lessons.
It seems that a kid's life is too easy,
While making decisions, they dont need to be choosy.
Infact, they dont have to decide anything,
Elders do the needful, at the same time being so caring.
Its not the attention the kid seeks that attracts me,
But probably the way their life is seemingly tension free.
Life they say is not by chance but by choice,
And it is no one else but us, who choose to make tension a part of our lives.
So why cant we choose a life that is free from any kind of worry?
We are the ones who make our own destiny.
Life is too short and worrying makes it shorter,
You end up living your life not to the fullest, but a quarter.
Lets try to eliminate it totally if we can,
And who said we cant, because the choice is always in our hand.
Being worry free would make life simpler and happier,
And dont try to fake it, everyone can know when you are living life in fear.
Sadness and tears are not the only things that make up life,
But instead, make you realise the importance of happiness making you more wise.

Walking

This is a poem I wrote in I think the last year at college.

Today I am because of what I did yesterday.
Tomorrow I will be because of what I do today.
Yesterday is past. Today is present. Tomorrow is future.
The world is your lab, go and experiment; you are your best tutor.
Keep walking! Keep walking!
Even if people around you are mocking.
Life gives you hurdles, only to overcome them.
Each time you get up after a fall, you are one step ahead.
Take a pause only when you deserve.
Not when YOU THINK you deserve.
Whenever you are down and feel you cant do it,
Just think of your mentor who has already done it.
Talk it out, don't keep it inside you.
Just look around and go to a person who is true.
He will be ready to listen if you speak up,
At the end I will say, never trust your luck.

Kidding

We know we all have a child still inside us.
Still I do not know why most make a fuss,
or try not to show,
what they think will raise brows;
The innocent God like child in them,
Just because they are now adult women and men.
Have you ever thought or imagined,
If everyone in their purest form wandered,
in this world that God created,
And brought down the boundaries which have depreciated,
the emotion called love, a little,
and where once flickered,
the torch of love and unity,
stand walls of height of infinity.
People knowingly moved towards,
what they knew would take them backwards.
No one can ever show their true face,
Because they never thought to trace,
the soul inside them,
but worked on knowing who is their friend..
Why dont people understand this,
the true friend of a man is,
no one else,
but he himself.
So try knowing yourself better,
dont think you are under any pressure,
to do what I say.
But once you do, you will realise of the way,
That I have just talked,
may definately be mocked,
By one and all,
and would lead to not your fall,
but help you connect with your inside,
better than all other methods you have tried.
Just because our soul is connected to the great lord,
And they say, children are faces of no one else, but the same; God.

Scoring

Just when I closed my eyes,
I thought of how many times have I tried,
To know someone others know by my name,
Someone who in June 1987 came.
And was born in the Bombay city,
whom everyone call Aroon Sahani.
Do I know myself; the whole entity in me?
Why is it that when I am free,
I think of just people who are my close ones,
wishing their life has nothing but fun.
And in the process forgetting,
of even to think of spending,
Money, time or such precious entities on myself only,
So much so that even in peace it seems like a calamity.
But then I am provoked to think,
Was this just a thought that came for a blink,
And I let it stay for the time it did not deserve,
Making everything seem to get onto my nerves.
Probably my love for myself it was,
That brought these thoughts to a pause.
And reminded me of the wonderful being,
who is so always keen,
To help others out of a situation,
They seem to be uncomfortable in.
Hence satisfying my inner soul,
And that is what I think people call the ultimate goal.

Deciding

Sometimes in life you want things to rhyme. But then everyday is not a Sunday; unless you make each day one.
But then, views, thoughts, opinions may not be written in a poetic form even on SUNDAYS.
It is so weird, this urge to write starts at night.
Wow!! That was rhyming.
Once a person told me, when we start on path 'A' which we think leads to your goal, and due to some reason, you have to choose path 'B', you become a little apprehensive since you are not sure or think this path wont lead to your goal. But then, it is like saying one can reach from Delhi to Bombay only if you move along Rajasthan and Gujarat; not via UP and MP.
All roads lead to success. Some are longer, some are shorter. It is you who makes the choice.
Something I learnt, would like to share here. Always take your decisions yourself. Avoid taking advice. Because as I read day before yesterday in 'Mumbai Mirror', 'Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we did not'.
The opinions people voice in their advice is something or includes points which we have already thought of. So instead, what we could do is , try and sit down with a blank or unbiased mind and write the pros and cons. Weigh them. And take the decisions by oneself.
Two very big advantages of doing the same; you cant blame anyone else but yourself for your success or failure. Secondly, I think it is a very good method to increase your self-confidence.

Feeling

If only words could become wishes,
I would never let a person who touches..
My soul unknowingly,
Ever leave to what others call the abode of the heavenly.
Still more time was left to spend together,
Now probably its just me alone with no one other.
So many questions now creep up,
which make me feel like I am stuck,
To the memories of someone so close..
Who was right beside me, even if between us were thousands of doors.
Now that I have crossed the doors and reached here in search of you,
I still cant realise what for others is true.
For me you are just invisible,
there beside me when I am sad or I chuckle.
Troubles just run away when I ask for your help,
I know you someway or the other always tell,
that what is the way out of a problem,
It seems the answer comes from within me, no where foreign.
I just hope you are always there like this,
to tell me what the solution actually is.
To any problem if from now on I suffer,
when I am out of energy, you may somehow act as a buffer.
Or atleast keep blessing me always,
And I stay within the positive boundaries.
You and I, know what all I just wrote,
Was not written by me, but you who people say have left for heavenly abode.
Because I did not have the energy to write,
And in me there was this strange fright,
That would the words I choose do justice to our relation.
But then you became a source of inspiration.
And I know that whenever I would call for your help,
You would always be with me, because my heart is now where you dwell.


I wrote this poem daybefore night just before sleeping.. for someone special who left me about an year ago. Its been an year according to the Hindu calender though..

Knowing

Its 1246 at night,
Just when I was about to sleep tight..
A thought came to my mind,
Would I be ever able to find,
The answer to a simple question..
When is this mind going to be free from tension?
Would a human being like me,
Ever have the oppurtunity to be,
A person who is always happy from inside,
And I be the only person in whom i confide..
A true smile be there on my face..
That would be I think how fame would taste..
But then how true is this question?
If I tend to mention,
A reality which I cant runaway from,
The only person who will answer is no Dick, Harry or Tom..
But a person I see the least everyday,
A person who often falls prey,
To the sight of the unreached,
A person, I seldom treat..
Who else but the reflection of my own reflection,
Knows how this person will achieve, what people may call satisfaction.


Actually wrote this poem when i had settled in bed, but something prompted me to start writing at 1246am!! and this is what you get to see..
do leave your valuable comments ..
thanks!!

Believing

You know my dear,
that action cures fear.
Then why are you scared of taking action?
Fear, takes not a second to creep in, but a fraction.
The time to do it is now,
Just try doing it, am sure you ll make everyone bow.
Remember it is just you who makes your fate,
Take action now, its never too late.
Come on! Get up and rewrite your destiny,
Do something that your name resounds here till eternity.


Hey people.. just a short poem i wrote yesterday in the afternoon..
lemme know how do you find it..
take care and god bless..

Searching

Sitting tonight I started with a thought of probably writing my best poem ever. Listening to which, people would say 'he cant supersede his own creation'. But then probably its not time yet. Still I would like to share my thoughts at this moment.
Do we really know who we are?
What is our purpose of taking birth on this planet earth?
Some people take a lifetime in getting the answer for the the above two questions. Some (I will not say lucky ones..) probably know it quite early in life.
I probably am in between both. Because I am still finding or probably discovering myself; the real me, trying to know the potential in me. And yes, I still need to know my purpose on this planet earth. But hey, I am sure of one thing, once I get to know, it is definately not going to be too late...
And its probably, infact surely going to be something big. Because I know I am on this planet for a purpose... am aware of atleast that(not the purpose!!). But still searching for the purpose though...


I wrote this on paper at around 1230 am on 06/09/08. Thought of sharing it with everyone. Would love to know your opinion on it. Please be kind enough to leave your valuable comments. Thanks.

Moving

Just thought of sharing with you guys what i wrote.
The poem i wrote long back .. thought its tiem to share it with the world.. only a privileged few know about it.. havent given it a title though..
the sms i wrote about 4-5 days ago..
so.. here it goes..
first the poem..



hawa ki tarah ban.
jo koi seema nahi jaanti,
par itna tez bhi na chal,
ki manzil ki lau bujha de.

badal ki tarah aazad ban,
jo kabhi peechche dekhta nahi,
par takrane par,
kisi ka diya na bujh jaaye, barasna nahi.

pedh ki tarah khudgarz ban.
jo bina bhed bhao ke chhao de.
par, jaha andhera hai
wahan tu, deep si roshni de.

suraj ki tarah roshni de,
aaj kisi ki zindagi mein ujala kar de.
par, itna garam na ho,
ki khod kisi ki zindagi bhasm kar de.

nadi ki tarah tezi se manzil ki aur badh.
chahe kitni kathnayiyan kyon na aaye.
par itni tezi se na beh,
ki kiare par jalta hua lau bujh jaye.

lakshya tujhe milega,
tu chinta na kar.
bas seema ka ulanghan mat kar,
jee le, ek sadharan sa insaan ban kar.

Aroon Sahani


the sms..

When the sun rises my friend,
thats the time when yesterday's sorrows end.
Rise and make this day your best.
only then would you be eligible to take rest.

By Aroon

Harbouring

A lot has happened since i bought the TZP DVD pack. So much that i don't remember some things i thought i ll post them here.. Anyways.. moving on.. first of all my apologies for not updating my blog for a month.. i honestly wanted to but could not since dont have a PC here at home. And ya incase you dint know, am still in Bombay. Why? Don't ask.. I wont tell hahahah!!
So what all has happened? What all i would like to share?? From what i remember..here it goes..

After around 2 weeks of passing time, attending 'life changing' workshops and lectures in Bombay, going to Pune again, i left for Kolkata on 12th august.. few things i would like to share..
- very slow city .. cant describe that.. you need to experience that..
- public transport is very cheap .. ferry ride just rs 4 .. tram ride rs 4.50..jitna travel karo.. by the way, taxis are expensive anywhere.. i ain't counting that..
- i dint like hand drawn carts still being plied there..
- i found more families in malls than youngsters!! Sundays being an exception..
- very helpful people..
- difficult to find an hdfc atm..
- some cabbies speak fluent english!!
- guys .. never roam alone in the city..izzzat ka khatra hai..
- girls check out guys more than guys checking out girls.. and some are full-on flirts..call me to know my experiences..eventhough a relative had warned me i went out alone.. and hey.. don't be a pervert .. dint lose my virgin airlines..
- its really nice if you know someone there.. and if you dont and get to know, its more fun..
- never watch a 'funjabi' movie in a bong crowd..(watched singh is king)
- loads of other things.. later.. when i meet ya.. ll tell ya.. just remind me..
right now got to go, cafe time up..
am having fun abhi in bombay even though a lil unwell.. but would be fine soon..
till then
adios
this is me signing out..

Enjoying

i left Delhi last friday. thought will write a blog entry on thursday night starting with 'its 235 am in the night and i gotta get up early tomorrow not to get anyone but to go to get my permanent license made and then leave for bombay..' But could not do that since i was very very tired. had slept for less than five hours for the past 4-5 days.Then while going for the license, i thought of starting the entry in a similar way, but came very late from the RTO and dint even have the time to take stuff from my pc. i had to leave my place around 245, and i came in at 130, and i still had to take a bath!!Anyways, i am sorry could not keep my promise of putting up a post sooner than what the last one took.Right now am in bombay. its been more than a week i left delhi. Am at my friends place. Gonna parrty.. Maje maaring..Its raining hard.. i just love it!!My friend said he loves walking in rains cuz no one can see him crying.Well, i told him, when it rains or its too cold pressure zor ka aata hai(malum na kiska..)why did i write this in my blog?? i dont know.. aise hi.. my space.. use it as i wanna..Anyways.. when i reached on saturday, i left for pune the same day.. had a boys night out.. (went to a highway dhaba where they played dhol!! and people danced like crazy..) came back by bus.. ac bus.. the highway was amazing!! i think, you should take the expressway, be it a car or bus.. when traveling between bombay and pune..Since the time i have been back, i have been attending free wrokshops and seminars.. Its fun and most of all, free!!And ya i even brought the TZP ka dvd pack and fast track ka shades..I think now this post is longer than the previous one.. Yesss!!!Singing out for the moment..Cheers!!

Thinking

Its 1:44am. I got to get up early tomorrow. I got to go to receive my dad from the station.
Just as my profile pic, i have been thinking a lot this past week.. about a lot of things..
I though of scrapping the idea of using my old posts. Will use them only when no other choice left.
Dint write for a week now. Thought if i ll post daily, will get bored. And thought if i don't write now, i ll even forget i got a blog of my own!!
Past week, i have even been regularly checking my blog to see who all have posted a comment. Waiting for people to.. Some did, most dint!!
hehehe
but its cool..
Well, whatever i thought about in the past week, i would definitely not discuss here. Would prefer MY actions to speak. Trust me. Soon they will..
Anyways, life has become quite interesting since the past few days. I spent so much time with my love..
Did i tel you about my love? Oh am sorry. Well, top right you see a pic, thats my love. Its me - AROON SAHANI. I have so fallen in love.. Love my loves' name - AROON SAHANI..
I dont think you, who are reading this(abhi tak reading? sahi yaar..), would understand. And if you do, please be kind enough to leave a comment.
Expect a new post sooner than this one..And hopefully a bigger one.

Beginning

Whenever i start something, there is a new zeal, a new enthusiasm.
I always questioned.. why do people have blogs.. Do they want a vent?? Do they want someattention?? Do they want to meet people like themselves?? Or just because its the 'in' thing..
waise, is it the in thing??
Honestly, i dont know why am i starting with this..
would this prove to be an asset or a liability(in business language)??
Tooooo many questions.. hence proved. And i think you, who are reading this because i dont know why...might have also realised or already know, i am sooooooo confused...
i wont say i hate this part of me, because this has been a part of me for quite long..
Well, i just found another utility. Since it is gonna be stuff written by me,
i wont need to take care of the bits of paper i have written some of my good stuff.. atleast i consider it to be good..
Its been long since i wrote something..
Will write soon. till then, i ll regularly try to put up what i have written till now..
So, WELCOME!!
And god you are patient, read all this crap eh??