Understanding

Its been a while,

Since, with you, I spent time.

You understand me,

So I don't feel the need,

To explain the reason,

Of this dry season,

When we conversed so little.

My friend, I was stuck in the middle,

Of taking this decision,

To either think of the vision,

Or... wait you understand,

What I want to say and,

So I wont explain further,

Now this distance wont be wider.

The time my love is now,

Please dont ask how.

Because in the end you will,

understand, but until,

we reach that stage,

lets cross this maze,

together, guiding each other,

What others say? Dont bother,

If you are with me honey,

I dont need the money.

You are my wealth.

With you, I see my ego melt.

And before we get tied in some knot,

Lets just start..again..lets...talk...

Knowing

When the world turns away ...

who will with me stay...???
in my darkest hours...
when from me i am far...
who will make me bring me back,
to myself, when i am off track,
will there be someone,
who ll get the wrongs undone...???
and give me the comfort,
i could feel in my heart...
if there is no one,
i know it ll be the spirit of the sun,
who ll make the phoenix burn again...
and rise from the pain...
with the almighty by my side,
to eternity shall i ride ...

A poem i forgot to upload ... i shall upload some more soon ...

Transiting

Two poems I wrote on my way to Leeds from Heathrow ... Its been a month and thought its high time i upload them ...

As I ride on this bus to a new place,

on this highway I can find a trace,

of the land from where i come.

the last few days seem to have run,

and brought me to where i havent been before,

I wonder what all is in store,

People whom I saw in pictures and know little about,

Will be the ones with whom I will talk and shout.

And the close ones I was with,

Whom I knew since I was a kid,

Wont be around for a while I think.

Atleast till I complete my stint,

At the place where I am going for knowledge,

About one year after my college.

Till then I plan to enjoy this time,

that starts on 11th September 2009.

Trying to make the most of I have,

And discover more of what I am.

As I pass,

These fields of green grass,

I think about the people I have left behind,

And the ones I am about to find,

Some of whom I loved more than myself,

And will be away for sometime I guess,

I wish I could be there in their hours of happiness and stress.

This is what makes me press,

Myself to give my best to everything in this new land,

So that soon I am there to stand,

With them as a better person,

Working smart, even if I am tiresome,

With all the people I am going to meet,

Together I am sure we can achieve any feat.

Now that the grass is turning yellow,

And before I turn mellow,

I will continue looking outside the window,

And think about all my gone and to be fellows.

Momenting

life changes in a moment...
each one has its own scent...
when you feel a whiff...
it gives you an urge to sniff...
or makes you wish for a blocked nose...
seems like water coming out of a hose...
making you wish the tap runs dry...
and all you could smell under the sky...
is the fragrance of the wet mud...
or of a rose that just came out of its bud...
both are fresh and make one happy...
even if the last moment was crappy...

Flying

And the bird wants to fly free,
Away from his nest and tree..

To reach where the horizon originates..
Hoping that peace for him waits,
when he reaches his destination..
Taking the Sun as his inspiration..
He flys all anxious but still sane,
On a path that his creator for him has made..
Believing and trusting the master loves him,
and takes him to where he may always win...
The lord sitting in the bird's place..
And for the bird promises to face..
All the troubles and give his little creation just happiness..
and peace; the life he dreamt of, nothing less..
The bird also promises he will give his best..
And to the master will leave the rest..

Then the bird will probably fly free,
Away from his nest and tree..

And reach where no one has reached..
Proving what he has always preached..
Is not impossible to to follow today..
If only you dont fall prey..
To what you should stay away from..
Inside you always know what is wrong..
Stop yourself just when the thought comes in..
You will always feel a voice from within ..
Reminding you of the right way..
What the bird says probably may,
or maynot work for you..
But the best way to walk it through..
The bird says, is to listen to the soul..
Sometimes even the elders have told,
This is what the bird did yesterday,
And now you see today,

The bird flies free,
Away from his nest and tree ...

Dedicating

Far away from where I stay,
I know someone unknowingly prays,
For my wellness and peace..
And her prayers till me reach..

I can feel each time she thinks of me,
I wish I could forever be free,
And be with her, by her side,
Together we both shall ride..
The horses of love and sanity..
and be together till the end of humanity..

Something I wrote thinking of someone I probably know or dont know..
Not sure.. But a few of my thoughts.. in a few words.. for the special one..

Rhyming

Sitting on the edge I felt a strong gust,
Making me feel of a presence august,
I was sure that it must,
Be someone who we all trust.
Although an atheist would have smelt fust,
Or would have thought it to be the dust.
But I as a believer will always degust,
this amazingly beautiful stardust.
Of the one, in whom I entrust,
who makes me to the situation adjust,
Always giving a decision that is just.
When I fall after someone's distrust,
Helps me to readjust,
and stand again, alone, but robust,
Punishing those who are unjust,
Also sometimes using thrust,
And in some extremes cases, simply combust,
Keeping me away from lust,
And if I am down, giving an upthrust.
Never do I reach a state of disgust,
All because of the one who made this crust,
And I hope, faith in him would never rust.

Remembering

Hi!! As my close ones know today is a very special day.
I would like to share with you a few poems.. One I wrote a few months ago remembering someone special.. and two I wrote probably when I was in 5th grade or 6th grade..


I start with the first one.. this one as mentioned above I wrote a few months ago..


Light that shines above my head,
is unable to reach my bed.
I thought, is this the part that led,
me to the beloved and the dead..
I could not cry,
Because there I could see the body motionlessly lie..
Not talking at all,
Someone thought I would faint and fall..
But then inside me is this person so strong,
someone hiding inside me since long..
Or probably since the time I knew him,
till the day ended our mortal link..
And I was left to think and just think, of someone love and admired,
When I saw my beloved grandfather on the funeral pyre..


Now this one i wrote sometime in 6th grade i think for a hasy kavi sammelan kinda thing ..thats what i can remember.. its in hindi..


Aajkal logo ko itni tension hai..
Ki sote huye bhi aadmi attention hai

Pandit ko pooja ki..
Musalman ko allah ki..
Bahut tension hai..

Bahu ko tano ki..
Mote ko khaane ki..
Bahut tension hai..

Cricketer ko note ki..
Minister ko vote ki..
Bahut tension hai..

Kuware ko biwi ki..
Bachche ko padhai ki..
Bahut tension hai..

Aajkal logo ko itni tension hai..
Ki sote huye bhi aadmi attention hai


Last but not the least.. this one i wrote I think for my grandfather.. when he was in bombay.. to call him here.. this one I wrote in I think 5th grade.. It is in pure Hinglish..


Come soon to Delhi,
I know it is very garmi..
But once we switch on the cooler, you will feel Thandi..
I assure you, you will not miss Mumbai..
We will take you ot many places,
if you want, we will take you to stadium where you have races..
At night we will chat and watch TV,
We will also go to the cinema to watch new movies..
This can only be done if you come in June,
Because my school will start after the end of june..
My birthday is also in the same 30 days,
We will make you happ yin many ways..



I dont know if this was complete.. whether the english is correct.. but just words..

Bashing

When life hangs in a balance,
and you feel you cannot afford to take a chance,
To try something you haven't tried till now,
Don't ever look down,
Because in the past you have failed.
But think of the one who is always hailed,
By one and all, the Great Almighty, I mean.
And believe that he has already seen,
you, that is, his child, to be successful,
Making you pull,
towards your being the best,
In the venture which is going to be your nest,
For a while; till you plan to use,
That which adds every moment, you never lose,
Experience; and think its just the same,
How could you be so lame?
To think this situation is no different,
Than the one through which you went,
Since it is just a thought,
But in reality, from the lot,
of the best, Lord chose this for you,
As a way, to make all your dreams come true...

Smiling

In search of happiness I once started walking.
Just me by myself, to myself I was talking.

Miles and miles I walked with myself,
I cant even count what all behind me I had left.
Searching for something that could bring a pure smile,
Motivation made me think I would find it in a while.

Tired of looking about for so long,
I closed my eyes and sat down.
And called out for the lord to help his child find,
What he has been searching for long; the Lord didn't mind.

He made me stand up and hugged me,
And I saw a universe nowhere to be seen.

Then holding my hand he showed me around,
Now, in every creation of his I found,
A source of happiness which I could feel is pure,
I turned so happy from inside, I couldn't ask for more.

When I came back to where I started from,
I couldn't find God, and thought I did something wrong,
Which made him angry and go away,
And leave me alone, totally astray.

Suddenly I heard the loudest, but softest voice again..
which immediately took away the reappeared pain,
And told me of how much he cared for his son who is in search,
of something that is there on his own porch..

That was all he said and vanished in thin air,
I kept calling, all in despair.

But when I connected again with this world,
I recollected what God to me told,
all I could do, when I looked around, is,
SMILE, with the purest happiness..
And realised how the almighty tested his son,
If I kept faith in him, even if he made me run.

Neither do I need to close my eyes and call him to be happy,
Nor do I need to connect the internet on my lappy,
And google 'how to smile again',
Because once things that gave pain,
Are not able to confront me,
because right next to me, the Lord standing they see.
Now I dont fear them anymore,
Since my faith in my lord into them tore,
Which made me realise,
Happiness comes not when you keep searching or for it strive,
But when you understand your God is around to help you through.

Never forget that you are a part of him,
Even if you do any sin,
He is there to help you out in every situation,
You wont ever have to mention,
your troubles to him, if in him you always believe,
Because never would he let even his smallest part bleed.

Conversing

A few minutes ago,
when I was caught,
In the cobweb,
made of my thoughts,

A thought stood out,
like an insect stuck in the web.
And yes for sure,
It definitely led,

Me, to concentrate on,
what it was trying to say.
Like an insect trying to get free,
the thought started to sway.

And tried its best,
not to let me shape it in words,
But then I finally won the battle,
my thought put down its swords.

Even after losing,
the thought tried to affectate.
But it probably forgot,
that it was now late, to change its fate.

Since I at my end,
had already begun,
Collecting the thought's scattered parts,
and make them into into one.

Combining them and making
them a single thought,
Was like choosing the right piece
for the puzzle, from the lot.

Though the surprise came;
when the thought was ready,
Of how we blame the light for,
night and day, although it is always steady.

Its us who enjoy the day,
when we face the light,
But knowingly turn about,
to the dark and its fright.

And then start following the herd,And say,
of how after darkness comes the light so bright.
What my thought asked me was,
Have you ever thought of why this night,

Comes for everyone, but if they
realise the reality, they might,
Very easily be able,
to change their plight.

And never turn away,
from the source of the day,
Never in their path would,
even dust or pebbles lay.

The road to walk would always
be smooth as the marble stone.
I then asked the thought,
when it was totally alone.

As to how is it possible,
that it be always day around me,
I think no one would turn to darkness if,
they knew of the light that will set them free.

How do I stick to this direction,
in which I face the light always?
When my thought repleid,
I was truly amazed.

It told me in reality,
it is actually very simple.
And asked me why I felt following,
the light always is not possible.

It then told me how all of us,
subconsciously knowing,
Turn away from the source,
from where the light is flowing.

Whenever we turn away,
from the source of this light,
All we face are trouble,
dark nights, but we never fight,

Our mind, to turn back to
the path we were walking on,
And wait for the time cycle to finish,
and later repent on the time gone.

Instead; my thought said
to me in an authoritative tone,
Start controlling your mind. Today,
Not you, but it is sitting on the throne.

Stop your mind whenever it tries to
turn you from the sacred path,
But you will have to be quick,
Since your hold in the beginning wont last,

For so long, that you can,
stop any order your mind may give,
If you start practising it now, I am sure,
Your mind's rule would not for long live.

And then you will always walk,
with your head held high,
Never turning or bending it,
Since dark moments wont dare to pass by.

Eventually this all will lead you,
to the ultimate goal of life,
And each second you live,
will be lovely, peaceful and nice.

You will forget all past and future,
and always live for the moment,
Dont worry, even if you forget me,
our relation would never dent.

Because the lord made me,
a thought of yours,
So that I could help you get back,
to the long forgotten cause.

If my dear man, you want,
this thought of yours to be happy,
Promise me to atleast,
think about this plea,

which I have put across,
that you will atleast try,
to walk on the path I said,
atleast once before I die.

Because it would ultimately,
lead to my salvation,
And fulfill the purpose,
of our relation.

I promised the thought,
when it was about to leave,
And thanked God for thinking about,
his son, who would soon with him be..

Hi!! If you actually read this poem, I would like to tell you something.
This is the longest poem I have ever written, if I am not mistaken, its 120 lines!!
Thanks for reading..

Picturing

As I see the first lights of dawn,








I start looking at life gone.








Things that once important had been,








Are now, nowhere to be seen.












What was earlier out of focus,








Is now an object of lust.








I try to concentrate on a thing, but something else attracts me more.








And as I try to cross the road,








Life seem to move fast.








Sometimes faster.








And all one can think of while trying to get across is just the bare necessities.








As the doors towards the end which proceed,








now start opening,












And past with the present is merging,








I drift away from the urban life,








And think of the end for which I would strive,












When I merge with the one,








Would I finally in a tomb be done?









Or in the crowd with foes and friends?








Perhaps, still be able to help others after my end..












Hi!! Above, I made a small something(I dont know what to call it) using my thoughts and some recently clicked photos by me.

Below are also links to 2 videos i uploaded on youtube:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4L9JZIngcEE

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3fqtj3R3ilU

PS: you need to copy paste them

Purifying

How would one define Pure?
Is it something no one can lure?
Thinking of which would bring peace..
Working on or using which wont require any fees..

Something as pure as the holiest water of Ganges,
Opening for all, impartially, all closed passages,
Leading to a wonderland that cant be dreamt of,
Where nothing is harsh, but rather happy, true and soft..

Such a place can only be experienced,
but is guarded by a very strong fence..
which can be broken only if the pure wants it to,
Letting only the few chosen ones pass through..

The criteria of choosing cannot be told,
But one criteria is of course to be bold.
And not accept things not true without questioning,
Not following which would lead to weakening..
Of your conscious, leading you farther from the purest one..
You can never change what is already done,
But can bring changes in you from right now,
And never from today allow,
What your conscious doesn't agree with,
And forget all you till now did,
To start right from the beginning again,
And I am sure the purest one will himself train,
you, to follow the path that leads to him,
And start a life where you never lose, but always .. win..



Again just one post this month.. really sorry, but busy with something that might just change things.. positive or negative, i dunno.. althou i hope for positive alwaz..
will try my best to be more regular next month.. no April fools day here..
Happy New Financial Year!!
till next time
take care
god bless ya
peace..

Moving

Hi all.. I am really sorry for not updating my blog since long. I was really busy and wasn't that regular on the PC this month, eventhough I had actually written something... I present it below and apologise again..


When the Sun goes down,
and you are waiting for dawn,
thinking about the past,
which is now long gone..

Just close your eyes,
and smile for a minute,
Trust me, the happiness you will get,
will have no limit.

Don't shy away,
No one is watching,
You will be more happier,
is what I am hoping.

No personal gains
in what I just explained,
Sometimes it might take,
more than a minute in this game.

Why I tell you this is,
just to make you smile.
So that you can help yourself.
even if I am not around for a while.

The lord might make you wait,
for the sunrise a little longer,
trust me it will be worth the effort,
and you will come out more stronger.

Start enjoying the pains that come your way,
in any form may they be.
which will make you far better and you will achieve,
more than you could ever believe.

Each hurdle you cross,
will never come back again,
unless you turn around and try to feel again,
the long gone agonising pain...

Living

There was this sudden urge in me,
Since I had some time free,
To write a few lines about,
The thing that makes me truly happy without a doubt.

Just on thinking about it,
I could see inside me lit,
A while light of purity and delight,
But I am not sure if it is right,
To give dimensions to something,
That for me is more blessed than the temple bell's ring.

Probably it is still defining itself,
Growing into not what I had left, but something else.
No, I am not sad on its change,
Because it has not disappeared, but is only showing its range,
Of how diverse it could be,
Something that would come and energise me,
With its presence just being felt,
One moment ice, next moment it would melt,
Turning invisible or into something else,
Coming out only when there is the slightest of stress,
To make me reach the pinnacle of true happiness,
Clearing inside me the previously created mess.

I would literally sway from the inside,
As if I were facing some tide,
Full of peace, joy and perseverance,
And feel as I was neither tensed,
Nor dejected about any situation,
It would help me as if it were in my relation.

What is this actually?
I probably wont be able to tell factually.
But I like it in any form it comes,
And then swiftly tries to run,
Far away and disappear in the universe of my thoughts,
There isn't one incident to prove it, but lots.

Is it a part of me rescuing me?
Or someone else from the heavenly tree,
Who would come and set me free,
From the puzzles whose part I dont like to be.

Whoever or whatever it is,
I just hope it stays with me as long as my soul lives,
Even if I go and join the only known one,
And then be felt as the Spirit of the Sun. . .

Lightening

Why is this white light
Shining so bright?
It is turning me blind,
And I am unable to find,
Something I have been looking for,
And has being causing an uproar,
Within me, So quietly,
That you can hear it on sitting silently.
Now I know why silence can be deafening,
Sometimes things are totally opposing,
Of what they actually are,
Things that are close, seem to be far.
People might think it is a mirage,
That small things seem extra large.
Topsy-turvy goes life while moving,
No one cares for one who keeps brooding,
Who tries to attract undeserving attention,
Not actually even worth a mention.
My thoughts above might seem to you as quite random,
But then, probably you are unable to see the angle,
Of them being inter-related.
Once you do, you ll be elated.
This is not a poem because the last words are rhyming,
But it is my thoughts and their timing.
So extensive they might look on reading one time,
On understanding them, you will see they actually bind,
Different thoughts together,
Which seem to be placed just like that one after the other.
Why do I justify my thoughts, I don't know,
They are coming out in a flow.
I am just sharing them right now with you..
And I am the only one who knows all these words are so true....