Wednesday, April 29, 2015

W for Woman ~ (A-to-Z Challenge)





Who carried you in her womb for nine months

One of the most beautiful gift, that makes you smile each day

Motherly love she showered, she’s lifelong best friend

Affectionate wife, without her, your life had been abandoned

New world definition will be written by her!!!

Author's Note: We (I) have come till W and 3 more letters to go with one day left for A-to-Z Challenge. This is my tribute to Women. What comes to your mind when you go through these lines?

Monday, April 27, 2015

Unknown Friend ~ (A-to-Z Challenge)


An encounter by fate

That evening, the flowers & prate

I still remember

the place we met;


Among the crowd, I saw you alone

So was I, and I found it adequate

The old trick - I think I've seen you before

Seemed to work wonders on you

Or you were very humble

I know I fumbled

But when you smiled

It was so original, not a guile

I just knew, we'll go miles!


We didn't talk much

Though we did say a lot

It was always natural

And never a plot

Time went by, we met few times

Were we over cautious fellows

that we never crossed the line

Or it was destined to be the way it is


I promise you the friendship for eternity

My Unknown friend!!!


Saturday, April 25, 2015

S ~ सूनी सूनी रातें हैं!!


सूनी सूनी रातें हैं
बरसातें सूखी सूखी सी
नामुमकिन मुलाकातें हैं
नज़रें भूखी भूखी सी

सूरज जो आये, रौशनी ना लए
चंदा भी अब तो, गर्मी बढ़ाये
चिड़िया की ची ची
कबूतर गुटरगूं
हमको तो आजकल कुछ भी ना भाये

रंग रसिया अब तो जा रे
रंग रसिया और ना सता!!!

सूनी सूनी राहें हैं
शामें रूठी रूठी सी
खाली खाली बाहें हैं
मुस्कानें झूठी झूठी सी

सावन जो आये, मुझको नहीं भाये
पनघट की रौनक, रास नहीं आये
सहेलियों की चाहत
अब्बा की आहत
हमको तो आजकल कुछ भी ना भाये

रंग रसिया अब तो जा रे
रंग रसिया और ना सता!!!

Author's Note: Busy schedule has kept me behind by 3 letters again for A-to-Z Challenge. This is a Hindi Poem about a girl waiting for her love. 

Thursday, April 23, 2015

R ~ Readers - Thank you my readers (A-to-Z Challenge)




You may have read a single post
Or browsed through plenty
It doesn’t matter if you came as ghost
Or engaged with me like a canty!

At times you shared it like a toast
few times, complained about quality being scanty
I remember being subjected to roast
And at times, you boast about my Chanty

Like God without devotees
A leader without followers
Sun without shine & moon without coolness
I would be nothing without you
O my Reader!!

Author's Note: I thank each & every person who took some time out to read this blog. I am glad that you came & spent some time here. Thank you readers!!

Thursday, April 16, 2015

It's K for Kites & Sky ~ (A-to-Z Challenge)


One odd day
When sky was orange
& everything was embraced in Gold
The horizon looked beautiful
Unfolding its magical soul

Far beyond the Aravali Mountains
A group of Kites
 was devising a plan
how to win the magnificent Sky!!

With Threads already under Kites’ control
A plot was hatched to conquest the Sky
The highest plain ground was chosen
So that they can fly high
It was a matter of moments
Sky was filled with countless Kites
Soon they succeeded in undermining
with Blue, red, green & whites

Initially it seemed to be one sided fight
Sky was calm, while Kites really smite
Before the Kites could declare their thumping win
Hell broke out among a pack of Kites
They started rioting among themselves
And sky still very calm
witnessing unusual sight

A natural win concluded with a disaster
Kites, once a strong group
Now few infrequently lumber
Sky, still calm, with its casual thunder

Sky was one, Kites were plenty
Number doesn't matter, if inside you are empty
While sky defines Oneness
Kites represent diversity
I long for that perfect Era
when "Unity in Diversity" won't be a myth
but indeed a possibility?

Monday, April 13, 2015

It's J for Joker ~ Haiku


Plastic Smile
Feign happy,
Though inside it’s guile

We are all Jokers!!!

Friday, April 10, 2015

I - इश्क बड़ा बेदर्द (A-to-Z Challenge)


कभी नमकीन है ये
तो कभी खट्टा
कभी गीली मिट्टी की खुशबू
तो कभी सुट्टा
कभी फूलों का हार है ये
तो कभी कट्टा
कभी ये अंग्रेजी दारु, तो कभी मठ्ठा

ये इश्क बड़ा बेदर्द
ये इश्क़ बड़ा बेदर्द

कभी ये महफ़िल की रौनक
तो कभी सन्नाटा
कभी खुश जायका खाना
कभी कच्चा आटा
कभी मक़बूलियत इसमें
तो कभी चप्पल बाटा
कभी ये खुशफहमी देता है, तो कभी काँटा

ये इश्क बड़ा बेदर्द
ये इश्क़ बड़ा बेदर्द!!

Here’s an attempt for English translation:
Brutal love is

Sometimes it is salty
And sometimes it’s sour
At times it smells like wet soil
And sometimes like smoke
At times it seems like a chaplet
And sometimes a gun
Sometimes it is like an old wine, at times it is like butter milk

Brutal love is

There are times, when it sounds like a great party
And at times, it’s silence
Sometimes it tastes like delicious food
And sometimes it’s just raw flour
At times it is acceptance
And sometimes it is denial
At times its happiness, and at times it’s like a thorn

Brutal love is

PS: I initially struggled to find out an appropriate english word for "बेदर्द" and finally, thanks to a fellow blogger Shine who helped me with the word 'Brutal' which we concluded is the closest to "बेदर्द" expression!!

Thursday, April 9, 2015

Hypocrisy at it's best ~ 8th post for A-to-Z challenge

And Debashish concluded his speech by saying, “It should always not be the woman to make a sacrifice, she must be entitled to make her own choice. To live the way she wishes to, to wear the clothes she is most comfortable with, to spend her life with her choice of partner. I salute every woman on this planet to make it what it is today”
A thunderous applause followed while he made his way out from the venue of National Women Convention.
As he reached home, Nivedita, her wife hugged him and congratulated him for his great speech, “You seem to be the star of the evening today, every girl had an eye on you and I am feeling jealous now." She continued after a short pause, "By the way, let’s go out for our planned date”
“Will you go like this?”, Debashish asked.
“Off course, I had especially chosen this dress for our 5th Anniversary celebration today.”, she replied.
“This is too exposing dear, can you try that Salwar Suit, Majanta one……that looks so great on you.”, Debashish asked.
There was a long silence after that!!!

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

G for - गुड़िया थी वो मेरी ~ 7th day for A-to-Z Challenge


गुड़िया थी वो मेरी
नन्हीं मुन्ही प्यारी प्यारी
जैसे घर पहुचता था मैं
रोती कह के गाड़ी गाड़ी
चक्कर जो देता मैं उसको
बन जाती फुलवारी वारी
शेव जभी बनाता था मैं
कहती मेरी बारी बारी
सबसे कहती है पापा की
लाडी लाडी लाडी लाडी

पर ऊपर वाले ने कोई
चक्कर और बनाया था
नन्ही मुन्ही सी बच्ची के
दिल में छेद बिठाया था
छह साल की थी मेरी बच्ची
जब ईश्वर ने उसे बुलाया था
कल तक जिस घर में किलकारी थी
अब शमशान समाया था!!!