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this scene
The ball
The scattered yellowed leaves
Like a brilliant golden carpet
The leaves
Fallen down now, having done their time
The tree
Still host to many more
The ladder
Inviting me to climb on and explore
The gentle breeze
That’s shaking the yellows
Just a bit.
I stand witnessing in awe
The red and green swings
In stillness
On the other side of the fence.
The tree
Looking like a golden trophy
That Mother Earth has won
Having aced hosting life
Number 1
The blue cloudless sky
Bending over
Stands witnessing in awe of
The butterflies, the red berries, the black ones too
The soft dewy green grass in patches
The patches of bare ground
The black bird with the orange beak witnessing with me
And croaking in awe
Just a bit.

Aaj baraf ki safed chaader aangan tak faili hai
Ghaas pe, Football pe, table pe, Kursi pe
Chidiyon pe bhi giri hai
Baraf
naram baraf
Ye thandi sake dene wali
haath mein lete he jo pighal jaaye wo baraf
Ye chamchamaane waali
aasmaan se kab giri baraf
Ye shaant sundar
kuchh na Kehke sab kuchh keh dene waali baraf
Ye meethe gole waali
Gole banaakar fenkne waali baraf
Hanste chehro pe safed daanto jaisi
Glass mein daal kar nasha chadaane wali aahein Bharne waali baraf
Naso mein furti laane waali
Chot ko sunn karne waali
Dard mein jo raahat de wo baraf
Baahar, jame hue seedhe khade hain dharakht
Sadak jharne Neher bhi kadak
Asha ki Inmein garmi
Ek sulagti hogi shayad dhadhak
Bhuni hui garma garam mungfali
Mombatti bhi jaise pighalti baraf
Safed din aur kaali raat
Toote taare bani baraf
Ab har jagah har taraf
Troubled night
No resting place
For my thoughts
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Lost in the fog
Tree shapes in the park
Forgotten friends
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Dry leaves strewn all along
Rustle as I trot across
Rouse memories and my horse
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Transience of clouds
Their shadow on today
Realization has taken root
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we flutter about
creating ripples in
the cosmos around
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Soaked in beachy brine
Swathed in sweat at sunset
Sticky wet
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Life hai sooni si
Aur mausam hai thanda
Na aadmi ki jaat na koi parinda
Patte hain sookhe se
Honth aur baal bhi rookhe se
Magar …
Hawa hai taazi
Aur garden mein
Bacche hain Khel mein khoye
Football ko maarte hue Idhar se udhar
Udhar se idhar
Kabhi dikhte hain
Kabhi ojhal hote
Kitne naadaan kitne aasaan va saral
Jo Saamne hai vo hai
Jo nahi vo tho jaise kuchh hai he nahi
Hamesha vartmaan he
Hai Inke dhyaan mein
Ball jab tak khelte hain
Jhelte hain thand garmi hawa aur baarish
Khel khatam hone par hoti hai snack ki khwahish
Har waqt Yaha, abhi, iss dum
Bus wo aur ye pal.
चकाचौंध सी ये रात कि स्याही
आँखें मूँदता है बदन
रोशनी – ये शर्मायी सी छिपी सी खड़ी थी दिन कि धुँधलाहट में
इंतज़ार में
pyar se Karne lagi mujhse sawaal
ki tum kaun ho
Kya hai tumhara kaam yaha
Ye maloom nahi tho fir yaha kyu aur kaise
Kuchh asafal si dikhti ho, kuchh asahaay si bhi
Kissne bulwaya tumhein iss jahaan mein
Kissne di panaah ki abhi tak zinda ho
Kya hai wo Paigaam jo tumhare Alawa koi aur nahi de paata
Intezaar kisska hai , betalbi kyu hai , shuruaat mein deri kya hai , thehri si sehmi si kyu ho
Shukreguzaar hoon
bahut he kadradaan hoon aaj kal
ki zubaan pe ik Dua si hai
Ki Jin adhuri khwahishon se man rehta tha bechain
unhi chahato ko poora hote dekh rahi hoon mai
Ek Ajab si khushi , ek Muskaan Aati hai yehi soch kar labo pe
Ki jiss soch mein guzra abhi tak gham-e-zamaana
Wo bani aaj haathon ki lakeeron mein likhi ghazal
Nason mein inaayat ya ibaadat si behti hai
Bhar deti hai dil
Aankhein bhi geeli geeli ho Leti hain
Shukreguzaari ki ye aadat
Khushi apne aap hamare ghar aagan mein raha karti hai
Aaj kal kuchh Hawa he Aisi hai chali
Kuchh Mausam he hai badla sa
Kuchh shaakhein bhi hain nangi si
Kuchh shokhiyaan bhi hain sard si
Kuchh oas bhi hai Ghaas pe
Kuchh hosh bhi hai hum udaas bhi
Kuchh patte peele se
Kuchh hai ve dheele se
Hawa mein udein baarish ki boondein
Aasman se tange wo baadal
Kuchh thand si hai aaj kal hawa mein
Kuchh shushk se hain honth bhi
Kuchh narm si hai Zameen yaha
Kuchh asar hai judaai ka
Jaise haath failaye Khade hai darakht
Baraf ki parto ki chadar ke liye
Kuchh mahino baad sehi
Aaogi tho udhaogi tho
Dhakogi tho iss kurhkurhaati thand mein
Pakdogi tho haath
Dogi na saath
Saawan tak
Jab chidiya fir cheh chahaengi
Phoolo ki kaliya jo bhool si gayi thi mujhe
Mujhe door se dekhte he sharmaengi aur khil-khilaengi bahut
Aur chalta rahega ye silasila iss patjhad ki hawa ki tarah
Behta rahega
Har saawan se
Saawan tak .
Not very long ago did I start something called ‘tapping’. It was intended to release blocked emotions and indirectly relieve my frozen shoulder pain. A very clever lady called Kanika Gupta started me off on it.
With her I am learning the art of chipping away at a mountain and staying at it. The staying part is very hard for me. My mind wanders frequently; away from the chipping and into standing beside the mountain and looking to the top and feeling less , a feeling that I am nowhere close to where I want to be. Sometimes the feeling is similar to having been trapped for aeons in shackles, someone who has recently been awarded freedom to be in normal day light, normal air and with normal people.
Normal people… why even expect the world from them ? The nurture and support. The Universe provides that anyway.
To be continued…
Go less with the flow
Carve your own path a bit more
Think a bit less
Do a lot more
Commit yourself
Fear a lot less
Look within a bit more
To others a little less
Move a lot more
Stand aside and watch yourself grow