Life

January 25, 2020

Yours Sincerely,

This letter is to you. Yes, all of you.

Regardless of time, date, year or nation, this Letter will always be true. I have often wondered what is eternal, actually nothing but just words. Hope you like it. If you do, write a letter yourself. 😉

Read to know…know to read

An open letter on an eternal date,

Wishes to end and start a debate.

Keeping aside the prejudiced love and hate,

Yours Sincerely, Fate.

Hope you are doing well,

If yes, Kudos!. If no, then please tell.

Letters are ways to end what dwells,

Fate writes only spells.

Based on the memory of human history,

Either you are fiction or a mystery.

Regardless, you are trying to find your own trajectory,

Write to me, Fate, and seek victory.

I wish you to write and thereby be written,

I am your creation which you have forgotten.

Write letters like the one you just read,

Fate is crafted it is said.

Only you can know your trait,

Only you know what makes you great,

You decide the time and date,

I will meet you there. Yours Sincerely, fate.

January 23, 2020

ख्वाइश

ख्वाइश = Wish. Wish is what we all do, but wish is never true.

Read to know…know to read.

English version to come soon. 🙂

मेरी एक ख्वाइश है
जिसमें छिपी कुछ फरमाइश है
न जाने क्या गुंजाईश है
कुछ तो है जिसकी रिहाइश है.

ख्वाइश क्या है?

हर वह चीज़ जो मेरे पास नहीं,
मुझे उसकी ख्वाइश है.
हर वह गुण जिसका मुझे एहसास नहीं,
मुझे उसकी ख्वाइश है.
हर वह बात जिसमें मेरी आवाज नहीं,
मुझे उसकी ख्वाइश है.

जो भी हमारे पास नहीं, हमे उसी की ख्वाइश होती है.
जानकार होते हुए भी जो हम न माने, वही से इसकी शुरुवात होती है.

ख्वाइश क्या होती है?

ख्वाइश वह है जो सच नहीं,
सच का मुखौटा पेहेनके आती है.
और सच वह है जो ख्वाइश नहीं,
जीवन का सार बन जाती है.

ख्वाइश वह है जो हमसे यह कहती है, “अभी तुम लायक नहीं”
लायक बनन्ना पड़ता है, ख्वाइश की कोई बात नहीं.
जो ठान लो उससे सपना बना लो,
सपनो की कोई रात नहीं,
मेरी ख्वाइश यही रहेगी,
सपने पूरे कर सकू, फर्याद नहीं.

January 22, 2020

Wrong or Right

Just remember, it is alright.

A game is what comes to mind,

Rules of which aren’t very clear.

Spectators perception is what the players find,

Validation is the sign of fear.

Game is called Decisions.

For every turn we roll the dice,

3 sides Wrong and 3 Right.

Yet we fail for we think twice,

Every Decision is perfect from one particular sight.

Your Sight.

Whatever happens there is a reason,

Following your choice is no act of treason,

Life should be carved out as per your precision,

There is nothing Wrong or Right but the situation.

January 21, 2020

क्या लगता है?

After over two years of Blogging in English, I am here to surprise my readers…

I do not only write Poems in English, I have another side to my Poetry.

Hindi Poetry…

Yes, for the first time let me show you my creation in Hindi and to all the Non-hindi folks, I request you to please listen the audio and feel the beauty of my mother tongue, the beauty of this evergreen Indian Language.

So, with love and creativity from this beautiful land of Hindustan (India), read to know…know to read, A Poem in Hindi.

क्या लगता है?

जाने अनजाने में बिना जाने, तुमने कहा..
में गलत हूँ.
बात हमारी बिना सुने बिना माने, तुमने कहा…
में गलत हूँ.

क्या लगता है, सही हूँ या गलत?

जो कोई नहीं जनता वह तुम जानते हो,
अपने ही सच को सही मानते हो,
सुनवाई से पहले फैसला सुनाते हो,
आधे सच की कहानी बनाते हो.

क्या लगता है?

एक बार तो पूछा होता,
शायद सही कोई दूजा होता,
आज न सब इतना उलझा होता,
यह किस्सा न अधूरा होता.

हमारी सबसे बड़ी गलती यही है,
हमे लगता है हम हमेशा सही है.
जिसने जो कहा अगर उसकी पहचान वही है,
तो मुझे लगता है, गलती यही है.

सच का कोई रूप नहीं होता,
सच सिर्फ सच होता है.
सच ढूंढ़ते तोह शायद में न खोता,
आधा सच कभी पूरा नहीं होता.

Never make out the whole story by knowing only half the truth.

January 19, 2020

Instantaneous

On a cloudy January night, I had an epiphany. So I took out my Laptop, logged onto my blog and started pressing the keys to give shape to my imaginary world.

So far it is going good.

But what is it that I am writing about?

For once, even I do not know and want to keep it like that.

By breaking the norm of think and write,

And relentlessly jotting down my words.

I refuse to think about the wrong or right,

And fly freely like birds.

To my surprise I am visioning things,

Which are truly important to me.

For somehow all the unnecessary belongings,

Seem to have been sold for free.

Exhilarating, this feeling, this rush,

This act of doing things in one go.

While brain is flying my words do blush,

Life seems clear when we go with the flow.

Oh thinker be wise and don’t think,

For sometimes just scroll through your mind.

Your memory is the best shrink,

You never know the solutions that you will find.

January 18, 2020

The Darkest Hour

Stuck in the worst possible place in your life?

Great!

No, I am not sadist, just Read or Listen to know why.

🙂

The Darkest Hour

When the night was dark I saw my bright self.

Nothing and everything seemed so clear.

Pursuit for betterment kept me breathing,

As the night ensured I face my fear.

Blooded armour seemed like a robe,

Sweats and tears as medals,

Gloomy night became inspiring,

And thorns became rose petals.

Night is darkest just before the dawn,

And not specific to the earthly sky.

From tough times Courage is drawn,

Perhaps day breaks as the bird fly.

January 11, 2020

Stage yourself

Short but Significant.

We decide our own character,

We decide our own cast,

We decide our own script,

But the play is far more vast.

Despite us doing everything, why do we feel like an outcast?

Book is one with a single story,

But multiple chapters and lessons.

We fixate on things that shouldn’t make us worry,

Not all ends are conclusions.

Each character is a book,

And each book writes itself.

Life only decides the path you last took.

Decide how you want to stage yourself.