So this one was written long time back and I cant even remember who it was for. But I remember that it was written in a rapid fire mode since I had to get it ready within an hour
Oh my pretty pretty girl,
for me, u r no less then a pearl.
Whenever I think about you,
I am just lost somewhere in blue.
You know what u r doing to me?
U r taking me on a loving spree.
And on one thing u will also agree,
that u hv got hold of my heart's key.
I never thought I cud love someone so much,
but then, I am not in my control as such.
With every thing u do and every word that u say,
u make me want u in a bad way.
Am so overwhelmed and u r so much onto my mind,
that i hv left everything behind.
No matter where I am and how far I get,
I'll always be stuck in ur net.
This is going longer,so I wud end by saying that,
u r the last person on earth whom I'll forget.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
My favorite one - Friendship
So I come to the blog after more than a year and find that my favorite poems are not presented here... Will be posting some of my best ones. Below is my favorite one. I wrote it on the occasion of friendship day. And since I am married now, please refrain from asking who it was dedicated to :D
Feel free to leave a comment.
An angel came to me one day,
and asked me what I have to say,
regarding the most beautiful thing created,
one thing that I most highly rated.
The first thing that came to my mind was friendship,
the one thing that can be counted on during all hardship.
It’s one thing that’s closest to a person’s heart,
even if they r away, true friends can never be held apart.
A true friend is the most important treasure to cherish,
without her, it feels that u r going to perish.
U can pour out your heart in front of her,
and she’ll show u the way when everything is blur.
Will u be the person I can count on as a true friend?
I promise to stick by u until the very end.
Will u guard my closest secrets deeply as a precious gift?
and I’ll be there for u whenever u need an uplift.
Will u be my support when shaky I feel?
and I’ll be in between u and troubles like a wall of steel.
Will u be by me when my wounds won’t heal?
and if there’s need I’ll even starve myself to provide u a meal.
Oh please always be my friend, for I can’t stand losing u,
without u, there’s absolutely nothing I can ever do.
Don’t ever dare to utter those words – “good-bye”,
for something u say can cause someone to die.
Feel free to leave a comment.
An angel came to me one day,
and asked me what I have to say,
regarding the most beautiful thing created,
one thing that I most highly rated.
The first thing that came to my mind was friendship,
the one thing that can be counted on during all hardship.
It’s one thing that’s closest to a person’s heart,
even if they r away, true friends can never be held apart.
A true friend is the most important treasure to cherish,
without her, it feels that u r going to perish.
U can pour out your heart in front of her,
and she’ll show u the way when everything is blur.
Will u be the person I can count on as a true friend?
I promise to stick by u until the very end.
Will u guard my closest secrets deeply as a precious gift?
and I’ll be there for u whenever u need an uplift.
Will u be my support when shaky I feel?
and I’ll be in between u and troubles like a wall of steel.
Will u be by me when my wounds won’t heal?
and if there’s need I’ll even starve myself to provide u a meal.
Oh please always be my friend, for I can’t stand losing u,
without u, there’s absolutely nothing I can ever do.
Don’t ever dare to utter those words – “good-bye”,
for something u say can cause someone to die.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
A tribute to Meera
So it seems that a new series has started on TV on Meera. Got into discussion with a friend over it and that resulted in this poem.........
Aayi dharti pe ek aisi raajkumari,
Ati sundar aur susheel, lagti thi badi pyaari.
Khel-khel mein mann mein basa liya kisi ko,
Tan, mann, dhan- sab baithi wo haari.
Sri hari ko rulaa diya, itna tej tha usmein,
Mann mein murat liye phirti rahi wo jag bhar mein.
Sukh-dunk, laaj-sharm to bahut peeche reh gaye,
Jeevan-maran ki sud-budh na rahi uske tan mein.
Vish bhara pyaala naa kar paaya baal baanka,
Duniya ne tab tha uski bhakti ko kam aanka.
Ruswa kiya gaya use saamne sabke,
Par usne ek baar bhi na kisi aur ki oor jhaanka.
Uske bhajan-jaal mein bandh gaye sabhi praani,
Amrit barsaati thi uski madhur vaani.
Jag bhar ghoom failaayi usne prem ki bahaar,
Uske charnon mein gir pade saadhu-mahajani.
Sri hari to swayam uske liye pada aana,
Use to tha hi apne priyatam ke saath jaana.
Teevra jyoti ke saath ho gayi wo alop,
Safal hui isi ke saath uski prem araadhana.
Kiya sabhi ne uski bhakti ko pranaam,
Uske bhajan sun aaj bhi bhool jayein sab kaam.
Hoga jab jab prem ki parakaastha ka varnan,
Liya jayega sirf aur sirf MEERA ka naam.
Aayi dharti pe ek aisi raajkumari,
Ati sundar aur susheel, lagti thi badi pyaari.
Khel-khel mein mann mein basa liya kisi ko,
Tan, mann, dhan- sab baithi wo haari.
Sri hari ko rulaa diya, itna tej tha usmein,
Mann mein murat liye phirti rahi wo jag bhar mein.
Sukh-dunk, laaj-sharm to bahut peeche reh gaye,
Jeevan-maran ki sud-budh na rahi uske tan mein.
Vish bhara pyaala naa kar paaya baal baanka,
Duniya ne tab tha uski bhakti ko kam aanka.
Ruswa kiya gaya use saamne sabke,
Par usne ek baar bhi na kisi aur ki oor jhaanka.
Uske bhajan-jaal mein bandh gaye sabhi praani,
Amrit barsaati thi uski madhur vaani.
Jag bhar ghoom failaayi usne prem ki bahaar,
Uske charnon mein gir pade saadhu-mahajani.
Sri hari to swayam uske liye pada aana,
Use to tha hi apne priyatam ke saath jaana.
Teevra jyoti ke saath ho gayi wo alop,
Safal hui isi ke saath uski prem araadhana.
Kiya sabhi ne uski bhakti ko pranaam,
Uske bhajan sun aaj bhi bhool jayein sab kaam.
Hoga jab jab prem ki parakaastha ka varnan,
Liya jayega sirf aur sirf MEERA ka naam.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Mess ka khaana
Wrote this poem during IIT days for hostel magazine. Incidents during last few days reminded me of it again :)
Hamaari mess ka khaana hai itna laajawab,
Dekhkar hi jise ho jaye tabiyat kharab.
Hum par kiye jaate hain experiments ye samajhkar,
Hum hain jaise koi choohe aur bandar.
Sookhi rotiyan nigalni padit hai pee-peekar paani,
Mithai khaakar hi yaad aa jaati hai naani.
Sabzi ke baare mein to kya kehna,
Kacchi-pakki khaakar hi guzaara hota hai apna.
Chaawal ki quality hai itni uttam,
Gaanthein hi milti hai usmein hardam.
Dinner time pe dost kehte hain suicide karne jaa rahe hain,
Wo to hum hi kisi tarah unhein samjhaate hain.
Ek din pata chala ki milega aaj gala dinner ,
Humne socha chalo aakhir hamari bhi li kisi ne khabar.
Poore hostel mein aag ki tarah fail gayi baat,
Aur time hote hi mess ki taraf hum nikle sabke saath.
Lekin wahan jaate hi aankhein fati ki fati reh gayi,
Hamaara BP badh gaya aur sans gale mein hi atak gayi.
Mila di gayi thi pichhle hafte ki bachi saari sabji,
Aur us dish ko naam de diya – paav bhaaji.
Socha chalo kuch chinese hi khaa lete hain,
Gala dinner ka kuch to fayda uthaate hain.
Lekin bhaari pad gayi hamein ye soch,
Jab chowmein mein se akad ke nikla ek cockroach.
Iske baad decide kar liya ki kisi jhaanse mein nahin aayenge,
Dinner gala ho ya kala, bus patli gali se khisak jayenge.
Tabhi kisi ne dinner ki kharab quality ka asli reason de maara,
Arre bhai, accha hoga to workers ko banaana padega kitna saara.
Ab to bas jab ye hostel chhodkar jaayenge,
Agli baar tabhi mess ke darshan kar aayenge.
Phir bhi yahan se jaate hue aankhein nam ho jayengi,
Jab bhi bura khaana milega, yahi mess yaad aayegi.
Hamaari mess ka khaana hai itna laajawab,
Dekhkar hi jise ho jaye tabiyat kharab.
Hum par kiye jaate hain experiments ye samajhkar,
Hum hain jaise koi choohe aur bandar.
Sookhi rotiyan nigalni padit hai pee-peekar paani,
Mithai khaakar hi yaad aa jaati hai naani.
Sabzi ke baare mein to kya kehna,
Kacchi-pakki khaakar hi guzaara hota hai apna.
Chaawal ki quality hai itni uttam,
Gaanthein hi milti hai usmein hardam.
Dinner time pe dost kehte hain suicide karne jaa rahe hain,
Wo to hum hi kisi tarah unhein samjhaate hain.
Ek din pata chala ki milega aaj gala dinner ,
Humne socha chalo aakhir hamari bhi li kisi ne khabar.
Poore hostel mein aag ki tarah fail gayi baat,
Aur time hote hi mess ki taraf hum nikle sabke saath.
Lekin wahan jaate hi aankhein fati ki fati reh gayi,
Hamaara BP badh gaya aur sans gale mein hi atak gayi.
Mila di gayi thi pichhle hafte ki bachi saari sabji,
Aur us dish ko naam de diya – paav bhaaji.
Socha chalo kuch chinese hi khaa lete hain,
Gala dinner ka kuch to fayda uthaate hain.
Lekin bhaari pad gayi hamein ye soch,
Jab chowmein mein se akad ke nikla ek cockroach.
Iske baad decide kar liya ki kisi jhaanse mein nahin aayenge,
Dinner gala ho ya kala, bus patli gali se khisak jayenge.
Tabhi kisi ne dinner ki kharab quality ka asli reason de maara,
Arre bhai, accha hoga to workers ko banaana padega kitna saara.
Ab to bas jab ye hostel chhodkar jaayenge,
Agli baar tabhi mess ke darshan kar aayenge.
Phir bhi yahan se jaate hue aankhein nam ho jayengi,
Jab bhi bura khaana milega, yahi mess yaad aayegi.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Virah ki peeda
Last sunday was pretty dull, spent the whole day at home. Watched a part of the amazing federrer-nadal match, and then a romantic senti movie in which the lovers separate.
So on the motivation of a dear friend, I decided to use the mood and wrote these lines...
विरह की पीड़ा हूँ झेल रहा,
बिखरी यादों के मोती बीन रहा
जब से हुई है तू दूर मुझसे,
हर लम्हा है गम और आंसू के मेले से भरा।
आंखों में तपिश और रूह की जलन,
हर तरफ़ फैलता सा एक सूनापन
उदासी और मायूसी से भरा,
इस सन्नाटे में तुझे ही पुकारता है मन।
दिल को चीरती है तेरे जाने की आवाज़,
फीके लग रहे हैं दुनिया के सभी साज़
कुचल दे भले ही मेरे अरमानों का गुलशन,
तड़पा करेंगे ऐसे ही जब तू होगी नाराज़।
ना तारों में चमक ना फूलों में खुशबू है,
तुझ बिन तो ये साँसें ही अधूरी हैं
माना की ये काया तो है ही नश्वर,
लेकिन ये आत्मा भी तो तुम्हारी है।
Disclaimer - Might sound cheeky :D
So on the motivation of a dear friend, I decided to use the mood and wrote these lines...
विरह की पीड़ा हूँ झेल रहा,
बिखरी यादों के मोती बीन रहा
जब से हुई है तू दूर मुझसे,
हर लम्हा है गम और आंसू के मेले से भरा।
आंखों में तपिश और रूह की जलन,
हर तरफ़ फैलता सा एक सूनापन
उदासी और मायूसी से भरा,
इस सन्नाटे में तुझे ही पुकारता है मन।
दिल को चीरती है तेरे जाने की आवाज़,
फीके लग रहे हैं दुनिया के सभी साज़
कुचल दे भले ही मेरे अरमानों का गुलशन,
तड़पा करेंगे ऐसे ही जब तू होगी नाराज़।
ना तारों में चमक ना फूलों में खुशबू है,
तुझ बिन तो ये साँसें ही अधूरी हैं
माना की ये काया तो है ही नश्वर,
लेकिन ये आत्मा भी तो तुम्हारी है।
Disclaimer - Might sound cheeky :D
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Humans - cancer of earth ?
I read somewhere that humans are the cancer of earth and it seems so true while reading the book "Germs, guns and steel" by Jared Diamond.
Let me start by stating the characteristics of cancer cells
1. These cells display uncontrolled growth.
2. Invasion and destruction of adjacent tissues.
3. Ultimately leads to death of the host.
Now if you think, humans exhibit all these traits. Homo sapiens have been growing and overpopulating the planet ever since the first human laid feet on the earth. Countless number of species are extinct due to their direct or indirect actions. In his book, Jared Diamond says that most of the mammals got extinct from Australia and Americas in short span just after humans made their first appearance there.
No other species has impacted the earth so much in its history of 4 billion years. And if the current rate of degradation continues, humans are bound to fulfill the third criteria as well.
The scars on earth's surface caused by humans are now visible from space. With the coming up of concrete cities, deforestation and melting glaciers and ice caps, the effect of human activities is all too visible.
The biggest difference though is that cancer cells do not realize that they are destructing their hosts, while humans do. And the worst part is that this does not change anything. Humans are too occupied with their own survival and conflicts to worry about the sustenance of the mother earth.
The only future that appears possible at the point is "start-over" !!
Let me start by stating the characteristics of cancer cells
1. These cells display uncontrolled growth.
2. Invasion and destruction of adjacent tissues.
3. Ultimately leads to death of the host.
Now if you think, humans exhibit all these traits. Homo sapiens have been growing and overpopulating the planet ever since the first human laid feet on the earth. Countless number of species are extinct due to their direct or indirect actions. In his book, Jared Diamond says that most of the mammals got extinct from Australia and Americas in short span just after humans made their first appearance there.
No other species has impacted the earth so much in its history of 4 billion years. And if the current rate of degradation continues, humans are bound to fulfill the third criteria as well.
The scars on earth's surface caused by humans are now visible from space. With the coming up of concrete cities, deforestation and melting glaciers and ice caps, the effect of human activities is all too visible.
The biggest difference though is that cancer cells do not realize that they are destructing their hosts, while humans do. And the worst part is that this does not change anything. Humans are too occupied with their own survival and conflicts to worry about the sustenance of the mother earth.
The only future that appears possible at the point is "start-over" !!
Friday, December 26, 2008
Ready, get set, Go (On behalf of a friend)
She is weird, she is a mystery. She wants the world to know her thoughts, but wants someone else to tell them.
Here is the blog I am hosting for Preeti -
Barely been a month since I made it to ISB….and my colleague frowned at my watch today suggesting its time for me to now buy a trendy corporate watch and lose this “college watch”…. an year form now I can picture another moron tell me how I now ought to give up driving tiny Altos…… stop living in 2 BHKs with no swimming pool or worse no golf course, stop carrying packed lunch to work and that 2nd class is for untouchables!!
So is this what life is going to become? Is my life “All Set” for me like every pseudo around me echos … Am I gonna take up just the right job (make more than I can spend), live away from particle filled Indian pollution and buy veggeis only from Spencer’s…. oh are we also expected to wear designer clothes now??!?
Its bad enough I bump into increasingly brand conscious junta everywhere, I have to now put up with these illogical social expectations. I mean I am someone who will take the public bus and not the auto whenever time permits, have chai in Santhi Sagar, bargain in Commercial Street, go to the local parlor in my neighborhood and know the Kirana store uncle by his name. Treating my folks Barbeque Nation is still an occasional luxury, flying (I’ve only flown once ) is still like going to Disney Land ( no I haven’t been there either). There’s something about ppl with Blackberrys and laptops, I don’t want to belong there. Maybe I don’t want to give in to them.
I dunno if its just coincidence or I’ve become overly perceptive after ISB…. Everyday I bump into someone I don’t wanna become after ISB. I don’t wanna be the person who beats stress flying planes in Malaysia every year. To me non- AC is perfectly normal, saving to buy my mom a microwave is the achievement of the year and I still meet ppl cus they are nice, not cus I am “networking”.
So this New Year, the resolution right on top of my list is gonna be “Don’t lose yourself”.
Everything on my shopping list will not be prefixed “Imported” after ISB. And yes, my journal and junk jewelry will continue to be the only 2 things I will run for if my house is on fire. No, I will not turn into them. I will be me.
Here is the blog I am hosting for Preeti -
Barely been a month since I made it to ISB….and my colleague frowned at my watch today suggesting its time for me to now buy a trendy corporate watch and lose this “college watch”…. an year form now I can picture another moron tell me how I now ought to give up driving tiny Altos…… stop living in 2 BHKs with no swimming pool or worse no golf course, stop carrying packed lunch to work and that 2nd class is for untouchables!!
So is this what life is going to become? Is my life “All Set” for me like every pseudo around me echos … Am I gonna take up just the right job (make more than I can spend), live away from particle filled Indian pollution and buy veggeis only from Spencer’s…. oh are we also expected to wear designer clothes now??!?
Its bad enough I bump into increasingly brand conscious junta everywhere, I have to now put up with these illogical social expectations. I mean I am someone who will take the public bus and not the auto whenever time permits, have chai in Santhi Sagar, bargain in Commercial Street, go to the local parlor in my neighborhood and know the Kirana store uncle by his name. Treating my folks Barbeque Nation is still an occasional luxury, flying (I’ve only flown once ) is still like going to Disney Land ( no I haven’t been there either). There’s something about ppl with Blackberrys and laptops, I don’t want to belong there. Maybe I don’t want to give in to them.
I dunno if its just coincidence or I’ve become overly perceptive after ISB…. Everyday I bump into someone I don’t wanna become after ISB. I don’t wanna be the person who beats stress flying planes in Malaysia every year. To me non- AC is perfectly normal, saving to buy my mom a microwave is the achievement of the year and I still meet ppl cus they are nice, not cus I am “networking”.
So this New Year, the resolution right on top of my list is gonna be “Don’t lose yourself”.
Everything on my shopping list will not be prefixed “Imported” after ISB. And yes, my journal and junk jewelry will continue to be the only 2 things I will run for if my house is on fire. No, I will not turn into them. I will be me.
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