Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Love, explained

My pupils dilate
and hear rate also increases
my brain starts producing chemicals
called dopamine and adrenaline,
among many others

Maybe it means I am in love,
I long for companionship,
not just anyone will do
but only you
I never told you that.
so in time, all this goes away
along with the bliss it brought

some years later,
in a scientific experiment
The physical and chemical changes
are induced in me

this time I don't feel any longing
the short term memory loss is also gone
The bliss came back though, momentarily
as if to remind me,
that it doesn't feel as good
without the pain and suffering.

Play

We play for fun
We play to enjoy
and to compete
in a healthy, non harmful way

we play for the showmanship
for the pride, the glory
and also for the humiliation
of defeat against all odds

we play for promoting fairness
and to spread hope
to all who have been treated unfairly
or to the innocent bystander

we play for the excitement,
for draining the last bit of energy out
one more time,every time
and the satisfaction (of it)

we play to cherish and preserve the memories,
and the spirit of sportsmanship
we play to laugh, and cry
and, we play to live, not die

Narcissism, till now

I respect you
Knowing, that you had no choice
but to be left with shortcomings that you have
The environment, and circumstances of your life
till now
have been dictating their terms
relentlessly

I respect you
for all the good that is there in you
inspite of the curel world
because all the dreams you have dreamt
till now
have left their mark, in your smile
forever

I respect you
inspite of
self pity taking over sometimes
you never forgot to tell me
till now
how much you love me
from across the mirror

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

जलाते चलो ये दिए स्नेह भर भर - A Poem lost in time

जलाते चलो ये दिए स्नेह भर भर 
कभी तो  धरा का अँधेरा मिटेगा 

जला दीप पहले तुम्ही ने तिमिर की
चुनौति प्रथम बार स्वीकार की थी
तिमिर की सरित पार करने तुम्ही ने 
बना दीप की नाव तैयार की थी
बहाते चलो नाव तुम वो निरंतर 
कभी तो तिमिर का किनारा मिलेगा 

युगो से तुम्ही ने तिमिर की शीला पर 
दिए अन्गिनत है निरंतर जलाये 
समय साक्षी है की जलते हुए दीप 
अंगिन तुम्हारे पवन ने बुझाए
मगर बुझ स्वयं ज्योत जो दे गये वो 
उसीसे तिमिर को उजाला मिलेगा 

दिए और तूफ़ान की ये कहानी 
चली आ रही और चलती रहेगी 
जाली जो प्रथम बार लौ उस दिए की 
स्वर्ण सी जल रही और जलती रहेगी 
रहेगा धरा पर दिया एक भी गर 
तभी तो निशा को सवेरा मिलेगा 

जलाते चलो ये दिए स्नेह भर भर 
तभी तो धरा का अँधेरा मिटेगा

Monday, July 11, 2011

जयशंकर प्रसाद जी के कलम से

"तुमुल कोलाहल कलह में

मैं ह्रदय की बात रे मन


विकल होकर नित्य चचंल,

खोजती जब नींद के पल,

चेतना थक-सी रही तब,

मैं मलय की बात रे मन


चिर-विषाद-विलीन मन की,

इस व्यथा के तिमिर-वन की लृ

मैं उषा-सी ज्योति-रेखा,

कुसुम-विकसित प्रात रे मन


जहाँ मरु-ज्वाला धधकती,

चातकी कन को तरसती,

उन्हीं जीवन-घाटियों की,

मैं सरस बरसात रे मन


पवन की प्राचीर में रुक

जला जीवन जी रहा झुक,

इस झुलसते विश्व-दिन की

मैं कुसुम-श्रृतु-रात रे मन


चिर निराशा नीरधार से,

प्रतिच्छायित अश्रु-सर में,

मधुप-मुखर मरंद-मुकुलित,

मैं सजल जलजात रे मन"

Monday, July 4, 2011

BABYLON

Babylon is not a place.
It is a practice, that is unrighteous.

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

FREEDOM

Freedom is being free from boundaries.
One who has never been captive cannot truly realize the value of freedom.
Captive is a very powerful word.
All of us are captivated by some way or the other..
Some by beauty, some by circumstances, and some by other means, and all of us by Social, Economic or Moral boundaries.

I once read a quote agains Microsoft Windows -
"WE DO NOT NEED WINDOWS IF THERE ARE NO WALLS".

Also, I read a story a long time back, which described the mishaps due to fences and walls.
Since it is widely accepted that stories reflect life, one way or the other, the story must be true in some sense.

Freedom is all about breaking the fences and the walls and the boundaries.
So I will try to do. From now onwards.