Uncertain Forever !!!

मेरी काहानी

2011-08-02T16:12:00.000-07:00

दिन धुप में झुलाजता है
रात चांदनी में चमकता
कभी धुंद में घिरा रहता
कभी झुलज के सूख जाता
नदी होता तो क्या बात होती
में तो पानी हूँ तालाब का

बहती हवाओ ने उलझाया मुझे
किनारों ने भी ठुकराया
लहरें बने कभी, कभी ठेरा रहा
ऊन्ही पारो से टकराता रहा
नदी होता ...तोह क्या बात होती
में तो पानी हूँ तलब का

मचिलियो से भरा हूँ
कुछ पेर्ड भी है किनारों पे खड़े
मचिलिया मरर जाते सारे
पाते भी झड जाते है
नदी होता तोह बेह जाता
में तोह पानी हूँ तालाब का

आसमान नीली तोह में नीला
बादल घिर जाए तोह में कला
मेरा कोई रंग नहीं , पहचान नहीं
फिर भी कोशिस करता रहा
नदी नहीं तोह क्या बात हुई
में पानी, पानी तालाब का

what wish i wish

2011-07-11T11:43:00.000-07:00

on an age old mountain ledge
under the old Indian fig
sat an equally old grey moke
of all years slowly passed by
he sat through rain and sun
but with nothing but just
a pinch of hope he survived

Seasons turned green to brown
brown to green and back again
many a god came 'n why?
Yet no reason or ransom
old moke just sat to hymn
hymn all a gods name
not a wish he did not deny

one another spring just arrive
while snow has just passed by
of all there appeared
in glittering white,
some green of the new and
with red of the rise
he seek none but thy

Of all he wished that old moke
happiness he called a name
so all in the sky and below
made a nod that rhymed
thy shall get that thy seek
be in peace 'n happiness be his

understanding me

2010-03-20T18:03:00.000-07:00

writer pens into paper,
thoughts of wild berries
of unknown open roads
unfolding expressions
of experiences into living.

painter spreads the color,
o'er distant greens and hills
sketches every twinkle of an eye;
shades every wrinkle of time
into black and white of mind.

singer sings to glory;
plays to the rhythm
of birds chirping and
leaves rustling in wind
of life living within.

they all do what they dream
I dream too, yet I do
nothing of what I dream.
I am just a traveler;
I travel to distant horizons
walk past into falling skies.
I too write, paint and sing.
I do it all, all in my Dream.

It ain't me, it ain't you but us

2009-08-09T14:06:00.000-07:00

Ain't a song to sing,
ain't a verse to read.
There's ain't me either;
Its all you in there!

"I found him once.
In a shift of time.
We were teen, I was
seven and he was nine.

We exchanged few things.
I gave him trust,
he gave me faith.
we became friends.

He call me Lil',
I called him Bill.
we created dreams;
Am liv'in it still!

The sun came o'er;
The clouds pass by;
We kept talking
under clear blue sky.

I liked him all,
n' loved his soul.
Yet lived in doubt;
What will it be all?

I swinged my mind,
like a twisted tide.
He tried it hard,
but only fell apart.

With cheeks all wet
and my eyes red.
I told him straight,
that I won't wait.

For he had another
that moved no further.
I learned it none,
he told me all.

I asked him once,
then turned my face.
Thy heart did ached,
I called it fate.

Kept him standing,I
went ahead pretending.
Fool Bill stared, yet
I kept waking.

Never heard him since.
He kept on standing,
when I went pretending
calling it an ending.

Then he came again,
in my last dream.
Smiled his best smile
and said goodbye.

I'm looking for Bill,
since last night
and all of today.
He was lost yesterday."

That's how she paints.
She painted thee;
I be she,she be me;
Living in it forever.

On My Tombstone is Written

2009-07-29T02:33:00.000-07:00

Listen O' my good friend.
Do not carve me into stone,
Do not draft me into papers,
Do not sing me into songs,
And do no praise me either.
I am no good for 'em all.
But if you can then
remember me in there where it beats,
remember me for a pinch of salt,
remember me for a drop of rain,
remember me for a breath of air,
remember me as a friend.
No, not the best one I meant.
Yet remember me as best I am.
That is all that I hope,
For hope is all that I gave.

An Ode to My Shore

2009-07-25T17:03:00.000-07:00

Sailing round for a year at sea,
arrived the same shore today,
with all love I carry alone.
Yet she bothers none,
same lines and same words,
just time changed and aged more.

To my glowing shore I said.
I said,"Darling I leave you again,
in hand of tides for this wish is yours.
Yet I pray as I say,
the blue of Sea will keep you safe,
the red of Sun will light your ways,
the white of Moon will watch your nights
and the green of Life will keep you alive.
Till I come back at this very shore.
Forgive me now, my Love.
And yes I will come again,
only a year more, only a year more."

So my ship sails once again
with more hope and faith,
to North Pole this time.
"To my North, Ahoy!!!Ahoy!!!
Ahoy!!! my men.
Turn, turn to my North", I said!

about curves and shadows

2008-12-16T05:31:00.000-08:00

Since innumerable times I have been.
Innumerable thoughts I have seen.
Innumerable stars fall.
Innumerable soul's flight.
Innumerable minds about to rise.
With them all,
Innumerable time I rise and fall.
Innumerable dreams,
of happiness and of grief.
Innumerable men with
Innumerable meanings, throwing
Innumerable shadows on me.
Yet for Innumerable times.
In the dark of the night.
I spread the light;
I will spread the light.

road ahead

2008-11-20T22:51:00.000-08:00

there would be more waiting;
there would be more storms;
there would be more bad days,
but there is no remorse.

the rains are about to come,
the skies have turned darker,
the lightning has struck again,
but this fire will not die.

the roads have all ditched,
the bridges all broken,
the shoes too gave way,
but my feet will move on.

some friends became foes,
some foes became friends,
some are about to change,
but I remain the same.

i am not running fast,
i am not dreaming either,
i am not praying to God,
i am just walking past,
another milestone.

Anymore

2008-10-14T01:59:00.000-07:00

At times when I am alone,
why my eyes look for you
in this crowd unknown?

Now that you don't want
me anymore, you overcame
your scores on shoulders mine.

I may not answer how, but
in my dreams you come even more.
How can you laugh at my
wet eyes? Fool I am,
thought you came for a hug.

In your heart you may think
I love no more.
No honey! I only love you ever more.
Its just maybe I don't want you anymore.

'AFTERMATH'........to begin

2008-06-21T21:19:00.000-07:00

Adroit- you 'Neither 'Either though,
Uncouth you took what 'Errand though,
Nonsense! what a 'Loony you though.
Take me to 'Apogee of your thoughts.
Yobbish all 'Murk in your eyes.
Jeopardy-another 'ice word
Ineffable I, 'Doubtfully describe self.
But I See What Ascetic Life
yes, just pieces of broken glass again...

Paroxysm

2008-06-04T00:37:00.000-07:00

Pacified you think you are?
Hey! pal then be not again,
peep at what history has on my face.

Lets sing our paeans of joy.
Lets ride our palominos to triumph.
And let all paparazzo's make a run for.

Yes! though this is not panacea of life.
But yet not to remorse to this paradox.
They may describe us paranoia.
But yet we'll put panoplous ends.

Hey! pal live it whole.
may be not become some parvenu tomorrow.
Well nor have paucity of any kind.
Pauper they may think we are.
Correct! they be but yet pacified we are.

"four years passed"

2007-03-29T07:28:00.000-07:00

On the roof top tonight
we mournfully celebrate.
With the smoke rising
from our breath, of
tobacco burning at
the tip and all the glasses
of loneliness filled to
brim with liquor of
friendship.

Through this mist i
peep into this dark night.
Only to see our days
twinkling in those blur stars.
All friends as we sit not a
word to utter, lost in this
night all those songs we sang,
all moves we danced,
even tears all dried out.

Tonight we recall in our eyes
how we came alone to this moor,
we became friends once and
vowed to live in it forever.
These four years, how we climbed
hills of laws, theories and principles.
Crossed the vallies of
experiments and experiences.
Plunged into murky waters
of uncertainty, instability and
complete jeopardy.
Again we flew up into sky
of superstitious affairs.
We engineered it all and
we survived this quagmire.

But then where, where to
begin this end.
Its only now, let me sing
the pebbles of glory we
gathered, all balls we
played. Over that green
field lets scatter them all.
To those strings we
plucked and drums that
rolled, the waves we created
let them mingle in the wind.

Where... !, i ask where
are the laughters and
giggles that echoed,
in classrooms and halls
and corridors, yes all
vanished into these walls forever.

Like all Illiads and Odysseys,
our legacy in hands of time
tonight we offer.
We know tomorrow maybe
brighter, yet much more
lonely it shall be.

mukti

2007-02-02T00:10:00.001-08:00

Desperately dangling midst some
travelling problem of mind all it matters.
Boringly walking high hills of hope
and down past vallies of dreams
unfulfilled. Handsome they said,
whein I marched in, only some
discouraging days in hands i carried.
Cherbs cannot sing no glory for
them i have been. Those bells do
ring but the cupid i have never seen.
Walking still for my bones they
don't rust and my mind not
a vintage vase. That mirror
laughs at the rugs I wear, yet
for them my shadow has the
pride. There's no beast that I
ride on, but my shoes they
envy upon. Zealously I
walk with those. They have
a word for people like me
FREEDOM they say.

Ximahin Hepah

2007-01-26T14:41:00.000-08:00

pal du pal koi
prati pale aaguwai
jibon potharot hahir
ali tuli.

prati natun arunor
xunuwali pohorot
gotir deuka xazi
ura maru aakaxot.

dawaror dolisar pora
hori pora baraxunor topal
jen ramdhenur rangere
nasi furim.

unmad botahot bawali
hoi, kuxume kuxume
bagori fura mou makhir
bhin-bhin xurore.

eyare ananta dhou tuli
niraakar agnir tapot
tejal hoi gautomr akriti
gahri loi, roi jaam xamoir
sakut jiliki.

mur monor hima bisari
ati bidekhi bhaxat
axomi hurere tuki
dilu ejak hapun dithakot.

2006-10-24T08:49:00.000-07:00

celebrated Dipawali...........in a boys hostel how are you suppose to celebrate dipawali, well what we did this time is that, got few halogens, lot of boozottoles, big sound boxes, loads of crackers offcourse !, and and great party music whatelse do you need.

so all the boarders seniors, juniors,subjuniors, n what not ,we danced all night through and between those wild steps coreographed by nature. In midst of that the crackers blew every nw and then sending ripples through the party animals.....................................after that i don't remember until next day noon

first touch!.............

2006-10-19T03:19:00.000-07:00

this is my first post......................great! i don no why?

well i kno i m uncertain! of what i m and into what i become, yet life goes on and so will i.

tc