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Calling "Bala"

  Calling ‘Bala’ 'Phone', such an incredible piece of manifestation Couldn't event resist Dadi  Buying one for herself and one for her imagination At 85, lonely, no spouse, children, family or dear ones It was the ceiling fan, chair, walls and that mirror the only near ones Wait, it also includes her so called imagination People call him with different names :  Anant, Girdhari, Mukund, Murari, Shyam, Govind, Gopala But Dadi saved his name simply as :”Bala” And another phone for my Bala, my only support when I was abandoned The only one in this world on whom I am dependent Calling Bala, despite sitting in front Pick up the phone, dadi would say  - sounding very adamant Twice, thrice, now it was 4 times a day Dadi would call, but as usual, no answer to her dismay The person you are trying to reach is not available, please try again later Bala’s voice - the only wish she wanted the phone to cater Hence, Dadi continued, even after the call was not attended To share her s...

Perspective

It is not another philosophy class But, how do you see this glass Half empty or half full Half way through, Other half to accomplish Well , I am thirsty, Hence, with whatever available I would rather relish. Umang contrary to his name Worried about everything Questioning the very essence of life Why, what, when, how From School to college, From College to job,  From one job to another  Then families Adding oodles of responsibilities Some fated liabilities The list seemed perpetual He was confused what is illusion,  What is actual Wandering in the woods, Halting at a lake Serene, pure, quiet. As if pleading his thoughts not to awake There he saw a small bamboo house Eager to find who stays,  Somewhere deep inside, he silently prays I hope, today life unfolds its secret  In its own profound ways At a corner, He saw an old man sitting As if silently waiting  “Come in my child,  Why does your mind chatter at a speed of an asteroid  & you look utte...

सूत विश्वास का

एक समय की बात है यारो, सुनो बड़े ही ध्यान से  मुन्नी के हालात कठिन  लेकिन मस्ती में रहती शान से  अपने भोले (भाई ) को देख  आंखे नर्म हो जाती भला ३ साल के फ़रिश्ते को  epilapsy की बीमारी क्यों सताती ? भोले को seizure के दौरे आते   तब यह बीमारी,उसे कम,  मुन्नी को ज़्यादा डराती  एक दिन माता पिता को सुना  कुछ ३० लाख का खर्चा है  घर, ज़मीन सब कुछ दांव पर  कुछ शेष नहीं बचा है  अब तो कोई करिश्मा ही काम आएगा  पता नहीं Thakorji ने खेल कैसा रचा है  बड़ी अस्पता के neurosurgen  नीरज अग्रवाल की उम्मीद है अगर वो इलाज़ न करे  फ़िर हमारे लिए क्या दिवाली, क्या ईद है  मुन्नी अपने गुल्लक को तोड़  सभी पैसे निकालती  हर रोज़ बाज़ार के, दो चक्कर जरूर लगाती  काश ऐसी कोई दवाई मिले  जो अपने भय्यू को ठीक करें  एक दिन, दवाई के दुकान पर पहुंची  "पूरे ३० रुपये है मेरे पास  और थोड़ा Thakorji पर विश्वास  "यहाँ epilepsy का इलाज मिलता है" आवाज़ आई - "चल हट यहाँ से, कोई भी मुँह उठाए चला आता है" पीछे खड़ा...

Reality vs Illusion

Moving train, empty train  Galloping through peak hours Moments of peace to cherish But my mind has another wish Glued to my phone screen Why bother for unknown, unseen Some reels better than reality Even if, grass on my side is green This worry shouldn't explode Hence, scrolling the web, episode after episode "Look ouside", whispered the heart "Its this worry, you need to decode" But dare I divert my attention To breathe reality And experience revelation  This world of fantasy is appealing  Its this illusion that doesn't hurt my feeling More the clutter, better for my mind Coz peace doesn't want to be kind It's scary when everything is okay Seems, something has been left behind And there, station arrives Shutting the phone Hoping the reality thrives Giving my fairy world a conclusion  The moment I embrace the reality, Just to ealize, it was another illusion

And there I stood

And there I stood... Observing my legs going numb like my feelings  Pain not ready to succumb  to any healings Couldn't figure, what I see should I belive the wonderful sight Or is it another brutal plight   And there I stood... Just looking around noise, people, action, consequences  slowly and slowly Entering my senses And then, everything fades away leaving me spellbound  And there I stood... Doubting my existence As the world around was, is and will remain But I won't  Guess, a role given to enact  Was different from the fact Just playing the best I could... As asked...there I stood.

वक़्त से दरख्वास्त

काफ़ी परेशान किया हैं वक़्त तूने  आज बड़ी फुर्सत से आँख लगी है ..  सोने दे  कल वैसे भी कल आएगा  बेवजह फिक्र छोड़,  जो होता है  होने दे... बस आज चैन से सोने दे... अच्छी खासी नींद लगी  कि विचारों ने अपना जाल फैलाया  उपर से अंधेरे ने अपना  क्या खूब कहर बरसाया  कोई इसे सुलाकर दिखाए  खौफ़ ने मानो सिर पर हाथ थपथपाया  मन कहता है विचारों के  बीज़ को जमकर बोने दे  और तू कहता हैं.... अब तो भैया चैन से सोने दे..... थोड़ी देर में हुआ सवेरा  धूप ने खिड़की पर लगाया पहरा  मंद मंद मुस्काते बोली  उठो, लेने आई तुम्हारा अंधेरा  वक़्त तुझे बदलना पड़ेगा  मेरी किस्मत का साथ देना पड़ेगा  आज की रात इस घड़ी के कांटे को  कस्स कर पकड़ने दे  आशा भरे ख़्वाब लिए  आज चैन से सोने दे...

Noise of Silence

Have you heard the noise of silence Serene, pure, untouched by chaos  Chaos that has accumulated filth since eternity  Exhibiting illusion, covering the reality  Have you heard this noise of silence..... ? At times I doubt... isn't it funny ? How can someone embrace silence.  being entangled in this crazy world of turbulence  Where, at times,  the noise of my breathing irritates me chatter of my thoughts baffles me In state of such brutal violence How can someone hear the noise of silence ?