School of Life

Most of us walk in a line,
All through our life just walk the line.

Lost in petty matters and issues,
Like which is the best toilet tissue!
We try to fit in the diverse world,
Trying to be like someone of whom we've heard.

Who we are, is lost in the process,
The strict school of life has no recess.

But sometimes there are those who dare,
Who in the eyes of this order are ready to stare.
And may even bunk the school,        
Others look up to them - they're 'cool'.

Is it a coincidence that most of the successful people I know,
They left school early or perhaps didn't go?
Maybe that is why someone once said and I agree,    
I was born intelligent but education ruined me.

One Step Inside

Through the valleys and the mountains,
There is this energy that runs.
An energy, stronger than a thousand suns.

You can feel it if you try.

In the breeze that hits when you dive in to a valley,
In  the clear sun, on the top of the mountain.
In the aroma of mud just wet by the rains.

All you need is one thing to experience it.
Belief. Not in anything external, but yourself.

Inside you, the whole universe dwells.
Look inside and you can see farther than the end of the universe.

When will you believe me this earth is just a well you are living in.
There is a sea out there bigger than the universe you know.
How do you reach there?
Start with one step. Inside.

भोर

आते जाते वाहनों का शोर,

वह नाव इस छोर से दुसरे छोर,

सावन आज, कल से ज़्यादा घनघोर,

जैसे सब राह देखे तुम्हारी ओ भोर!  

कब आओगी तुम इस प्रश्न में घुमते,

कभी नाचते हुए, कभी झूमते, 

यह वाहन, नाव और बारिश की बूँदें, 

सब के सब जैसे तुम्हें हैं ढूंढें। 

अब और न तरसाओ इन निर्जीवों को, 

इनके असमंजस को अब मिटा दो, 

कि अब आओगी भी या नहीं तुम? 

मन ही मन यह गाते तुम्हारी धुन।  

कहीं इस घनी रात्रि ने तो नहीं छुपाया, 

अपनी काया में तुम्हारा साया? 

आज तक प्रतीक्षा का समय इतना न हुआ,

तो क्यों न सुने तू इनकी और हमारी दुआ? 

ए भोर अब आ भी जा तू, 

सब्र की परीक्षा न ले यु।  

क्या प्रवेश मार्ग से तुम्हारी वाणी सुनाई दी है? 

न जाने क्यों, तुमसे पहले आज तुम्हारी सुगंध आई है।  

तुम और मैं

कुछ शब्द जो रह गए थे अनकहे,
शायद अब हमेशा ऐसे ही रहे।
तो क्या हुआ जो तुम्हारे होंठ वह न कह पाये,
जो ख्याल हमारे दिल में भी थे समाये?

नज़रें, यह नज़रें तुम्हारी हमारी,
बिन कहे कह जाती हैं बात सारी।
ज़माने को नहीं सुनानी हमारी यह दिल की बातें,
बस चाँद में एक दुसरे को देखके बिताते यह रातें।

और आगे बढ़ने की जुर्रत नहीं कर सकते थे हम,
तुम्हारी ओर हमारा एक कदम, तुम्हारे दूसरी ओर दस कदम।
शायद कुछ रिश्तों की पहचान ही है दूरी,
निकटता मिटा देती जिनकी खूबसूरती।

Journey to the Destination

Inspired by what I believe is Christopher Nolan's best creation till date (Interstellar) and Hans Zimmer's music for it, I present - 


Journey to the Destination.

All these chains,

they are in vain.

Try as you may, 

we aren't meant for the ground.

Our place is somewhere in the sky.

Beyond the stars, galaxies and this universe.

There is this place - our recourse.

Why are we still here?

Just waiting for the right moment.

And when it comes...

All the bonds stopping us will melt,

We will run,

Faster than the fastest Cheetah in this world.

Lift off...

And we will fly...

Like that bird taking it's first flight...

With a few moments of fear, then onto the path assigned.

They say flights aren't fun solo, 

It's nice to have a companion.

But the eagle flies alone.

And our destination,

is far beyond where the eagle can ever reach.

Beyond the Horizon

Sitting here I think "what's the use",
The use of anything.
What is wrong today, maybe right tomorrow,
What was false yesterday, is true today.

This life, each moment so different from each other.
Not one similar at all to any other.
Some giving a sense of déjà vu for sure,
But almost all as new and fresh as an unread newspaper
What was yesterday's headline is stale news today.
Today's headline is stale already. It is.
And tomorrow's will always be a mystery.

Tomorrow and change - always permanent.

What I do know is that now exists.
This very moment, when I write. Endlessly.
And why not? This moment gone by,
Won't ever in the future come back again to say hello.

And you being here or not, you are still as important,
And will be always as important if not more.
I lie down, sit or walk along the sea face,
Each moment leaves nothing of you, but a trace.

As always I sit and watch these moments walk by.
Sometimes even still or sprinting before my eyes.
What stays permanent isn't visible, not even to me.
Is it a smile remembering the good times?
Or that salty drop of water, thinking of troubled ones?
Nope. Neither. Just a straight face is all that is there.
The past - seems someone else's story - a different birth maybe.
Future, I don't imagine - imaginations don't turn to reality.
Although sometimes I wonder if some of them knock again,
And aren't the present, but just a trailer I have previously watched?

I won't ask you the usual questions, I may not have till now.
Oh no, I won't ever will I guess. It's difficult to change afterall...
But then I was different before, so who knows!

I do know, if not the worldly charms one sees today,
Simplicity, innocence, love, truth and honesty.
Yea they will be guests who have confirmed their permanent presence.
A laugh, a chuckle, a little complication
All acting as motivation. To make us see.
Or is it just me thinking out loud?

Whatever we're looking for - the real reality,
No we don't need to wait for it my love,
All that is and will be here has always been and will be there.
Wherever we are, it doesn't change.
How fast we go, where we go, it's just, there.

Believe in you. Believe in me.
This belief is older than the oldest tree.
Today this belief, is nothing but a rarity.

Come fly with me - just change your destination.
My friends have already been where I want to take you.
They all just used one word to describe that place - true.
Each time they said this, I dreamed of paradise.
And although I haven't ever been there.
Just thinking that I have the abilities to go there.
Oh darling, I was just feeling good.

Take the leap, fly with me.
Freedom from all bonds and boundaries they say is guaranteed.

So where is this place?
Just beyond the horizon.

Your Ecstasy

In the cacophony of this world I can hear you,
Somehow every other sound fades out,
All I can hear is just your angel voice...

You be far or near my dear,
I just close my eyes and you are here.

I am scared to tell this world,
I don't think they'll understand me,
Even with my eyes open, you is all I see.
Everyone, everything is just you. nothing else.

I am scared of looking at the mirror now,
Who in my reflection would actually be?
Like a whirling dervish I dance to your ecstasy.
So much that I seem to be going in to this trance,
Eyes open or shut all I see it you,
In the cacophony of this world, all I hear is you.