Underrated Hero

 

It starts from the day we come into this world

and after that it lasts forever.

Father is not just a relation

but a journey full of sacrificing endeavours.

We cannot thank you enough, ever.

 

You never stop watching over us, do you?

My childhood pictures were taken only by you.

In adolescence we walk right next to you, holding your finger

and in teenage, despite wanting to be alone, your watchful eyes linger.

No matter how old we get, you remain our silent singer .

 

Underneath that tough and quiet exterior

we all know that you are soft hearted just like mom.

Yet your wish to make us better

asks you to take tough calls. How do you do it?

That parent who accepts resentment for his child’s betterment.

 

Perfect balance of love and lectures, teacher and friend,

at times harsh but always fair,

Father you are hard to comprehend.

I pretend to be like you when I sit on your chair

and feel that overwhelming pressure that you withstand.

 

No child can ever document their father’s role

because there are some things you just cannot express.

Words too have limitations after all

Unlike my Father’s worry when I am a mess.

Father, the person we fail to call.

 

All we can say is a Thank You

and we will try to be a bit more like you.

It will be tough but it will be worth it.

Even though we don’t say this enough,

Father, we really really Love You.

 

You cannot say anything about this one man because he knows you more than you know yourself. He is your Father.

-Nishant, The Son.

Could you just?

Did you know?

No, I know you did not.

Did it show?

Yes, but no one took a note.

What now?

Sorry, You already forgot.

How?

That’s what we were taught.

 

First learn to see, listen, empathize & care. Rest will follow.

-Nishant, The Poet and the Pen.

क्या तुमने वह बात सुनी

Mental Health, one of my blog’s primary focus, is no joke. To all those who are reading and to The Poet and the Pen family, I request you to please share your pain if you have any. Don’t keep it inside you. I am here.

 

 

क्या तुमने वह बात सुनी
अरे वही जो में इतने दिनों से कह रहा था ?
अगर सुनते तो शायद पूछना न पड़ता.

अच्छा यह बताओ, अब सुन रहे हो
या अब भी सुनाई नहीं दे रही ?
या शायद तुम्हे कोई फर्क ही नहीं पड़ता.

अब तो मुझे भी फर्क नहीं पड़ता,
न किसी और से न अपने आप से.
शायद में कुछ दिन और लड़ता,
अगर में यह जंग समझ सकता.

सब कुछ समझ आ जाये यह तो जरुरी नहीं,
ज़िन्दगी सबकी सवार जाये यह तो जरुरी नहीं,
घिरा हुआ होने से अकेलापन दूर हो जाये यह तो जरुरी नहीं,
मेरी बिना आवाज़ वाली बात तुम्हे सुनाई दे जाये, यह तो जरुरी नहीं.

खैर, आपसे मिलके बहुत अच्छा लगा,
आता रहूँगा आपके नज़रो में कभी कबार.
किसी और का तो पता नहीं पर मुझे मेरा दर्द सच्चा लगा,
इसीलिए पूछ रहा हु एक आखिरी बार…

क्या तुमने वह बात सुनी.

 

 

I know this feeling. I have been through this as well. Yes, I was once depressed.

I know that you want to share and that you think no one is there but trust me, I am. 

If you want to share anything with me through any way whatsoever, just reach out. 

-Nishant, The Poet and the Pen.

Sleepless in…

 

It has been a while now.

That loop which got broken

Refuses to get fixed.

I am devoid of sleep.

Even though my eyes want,

they refuse to stay shut.

Sleeplessness haunts,

Inability hurts.

I do not know if I am alright,

Just that I am tired deep inside.

I hope that tonight

it won’t hide. Sleep.

 

 

I cannot sleep.

-Nishant, The Poet and the Pen

बोलना

 

केह दो जाके उनसे
समय अब उल्टा बहेगा.
शब्दों से नहीं पर मन से,
कोई अपनी बात कहेगा.

लिखा तो सब पढ़ लेंगे,
पर मन की बात सिर्फ वही सुनेंगे
जिनके लिए जरुरी होगी.
अब और बातें अधूरी नहीं रहेगी.

मुझसे पूछना मत और न ही में बताऊंगा,
बस आँखों को देखना और में केह जाऊंगा.
हस्सी और आंसू में घंटो तक कही
गुंगा बनके अपनी कहानी लिख जाऊंगा.

और तुम्हे भी जवाब सही लगेगा
क्युकि वही तुम चाहते होंगे.
गलत फैमि का अफ़सोस ही नहीं रहेगा…
जब मन से कोई अपनी बात कहेगा.

 

 

Since we only hear what we want to hear, why don’t we just communicate with our eyes?

-Nishant, The Poet and the Pen

250: Thank You

250th post. Each Post (on The Poet and the Pen) is done with the sole purpose of spreading a message. Message of Care, Fun, Love, Laughter, Happiness and Emotions.

I grow each and every day through this blog and many of you out there who just like me are on a quest to make the world a better place, I want to say Thank You.

We blog not for likes, comments, shares or anything. We blog so that someone who reads this irrespective of his country, location, colour, language and situation gets to know that we are here, we are with you and if we can do it so can you.

Lots of Love.

 

 

For every tear that you dropped in silence,

For every goodbye that scathed your heart,

For every smile that you projected despite inner violence,

For every day you played your part,

For every friend you lost and let go,

For every enemy you won by letting go,

For every step you took for a better tomorrow,

For every brave moment you faced your inner sorrow,

For every harsh truth you accepted,

For proving that you cannot be defeated,

For not treating the world as you were treated,

For spreading the good message that your misery created,

Thank You.

Detox

#Long_Post_on_Mental_Health_and_well_being (with a Poem, obviously)

Today on a sunny day from the distant land of India, I want to speak to my readers about their mental health. I cannot consult you on your physical health because I am not a doctor of any sorts but what I am is a Human being who understands the importance of communication and words.

So Hi to you sitting in the Western Hemisphere and to you in the region above the equator. Hello to those who are with me on this side of the planet and Howdy to those in the region below, I hope I have covered everyone. I know some of you are going through a phase and that phase is dreadful. But, just like every problem and situation, this too has a solution. DETOX! 

You amazing people, you all need to realise that sometimes the misery is not because of anything that you did but only because your mind wants a break. So, first let me tell you when you should think about Detox… (Read the lines below)

 

When the mind seizes and thoughts go wrong,

Spring freezes and noisy seem the song,

Anxiety increases and nights go long,

Nothing pleases and nothing comes along,

Food seems bitter and unpleasant,

Friends seem disturbance even when they are present,

Even a small appreciation seems like flattery,

And everything just looks dull in its entirety,

It is then when you need to Detox.

 

Now the Question comes, how to Detox?

That’s simple actually. Detox means to do what you love. Like absolutely unconditionally LOVE. It could be reading, writing, painting, dancing, travelling, working out, eating food, cooking, watching movies and the list can go on and on and on.

Pick your hobby/passion and just go with it. Just like you body, give a quiet time to you mind as well.

And one thing we don’t hear enough, In case you need to talk, just share with someone. It helps, trust me.

You can even share them with me over mail in case you feel like opening up or just talking.

–> nishant1994gang@gmail.com

 

So, wishing all my soon to be happy and energized readers a Very Good Day!

Let’s do this!

एक बात बताता हूँ

In the world of freedom and social media, I find it funny that people are facing more and more difficulty in expressing themselves. The constant fear of being judged and being looked down upon has made an entire generation a closed book.

Most common cause of depression is the absence of proper emotional outlet.

Something is not right, and I guess we all know what that something is. Let us encourage each other to speak our hearts out. Speak up, let your feelings to come out into the world and make sure you do the same for others.

I dealt with a problem similar to this some time back and it is daunting. A poet who plays with words looking for ways to express himself is both funny and sad at the same time.

I promise to be an ear for all those who need to speak for I know how important it is to speak up and get heard.

The Poet and the Pen is all ears and will be always there if someone needs an ear. But for now, let me tell you what I want everyone to hear. Come, I need to tell you something.

 

एक बात बताता हूँ

आओ तुम सबको एक बात बताता हूँ,
जो दिल में है उससे जुबान से सुनाता हूँ,
जीवन का मंत्र या कोई सीख नहीं,
बस अपने मन की बात कहना चाहता हूँ.

आसान नहीं है यह.

आसान नहीं है यह, मन की बात.
गलत का पता नहीं पर सही पे भी चोटिल होते है जज़्बात,
कब तक ध्यान रखु में?
क्यों न अपने मन की बात करू में?

किसीको बुरा न लगे तो एक बात कहना चाहता हूँ,
किसीको बुरा न लगे तो यह साफ करना चाहता हूँ,
यह मेरे दिल की बात है, इससे आपका कोई नाता नहीं,
सुन सको तो सुनने क्युकी में तुम्हे बुलाता नहीं.

कहने दो जिसे जो कहना है,
उसके मन की बात है.
नहीं होता तो क्यों सुन्ना है,
बात तो सिर्फ जज़्बात है.

आओ एक बात बताता हूँ,
बोलने की आज़ादी मांगता हूँ,
कौन क्या सोचेगा नहीं पता पर,
दर्द होता है जब अपनी बात कह नहीं पता हूँ.

Symmetry

First weekend of 2020. Hi, hope you guys are doing well.

Today I want to emphasize on something we really need to learn, communication.

Let’s see how many actually understand. I have a habit, I do not talk to anyone else or operate my mobile while I am listening to someone and naturally, I expect the same out of others.

No, multitasking is different. Most of us can work on multiple projects at once but what we need to understand is that…

When we stop to listen and only speak, we shun off everyone and everything else.

So, let’s not do that, shall we?

Symmetry

 

After centuries we mastered one art,

By scrambling letters, words, and signs.

Prudent tool with a symmetrical craft,

Is not being used in any way wise.

Symmetry, a two way geometry,

Needs to speak and to listen.

While speaking is perfect and proprietary,

Listening, a way to learn, is somewhat of a fiction.

Since we cannot hear the rest,

Let’s talk to ourselves, the very best,

How much do we actually hear?

While the other talks our response is already clear.

Dear, scholars talk and everyone knows,

But they listen way more than they show,

Keep the mind open and the mouth close,

Communication is a two way flow.