Tuesday, June 17, 2008

ek damakti dupahar

kayi chehre tahal rahe hain
ird gird ki bheed mein
kuch uljhannon mein uljhe
kayi chalakte haas masti se
suraj ki kirnon mein tap kar
shayad-
har rang yahan ka
aaj haseen hai!

...scribbled on a sunny mid-morning in the Regent's Park, London

Sunday, June 15, 2008

vyatha

Lipti to tum mein
yeh soch samajh kar -
ghana ped hai
ghana hai saya,
is vrishtha vriksha ke tane tale hi
mere bikhre wajood ko
amaan milega
isi thaur tham jaoon zara agar to
bhoot se nikle vartman ko
ek navya bhawishya ka
sanwar milega.

Kya pata tha bhooli lattad ko
jo ja lipti liye tapas woh man ki
ke khokhla tana hai
bhoomi hai banjar
khud ki sookhi jaden liye
tika khada huwa tha
vriksha bhi
kisi pushth tek ki
aas mein.

Aur ab jo
mil hi gaye hain hum tum
aalinganbadh ho
sthir khade hain
ek duje ki aad liye,
ek sookha ped
duji lata ghat durbal -
kaun seenche kise
kise jhatak de kaun
tan man manse
prati din kuch aur sookhti
pritha-pat par yoon ke
sirf swayam uddhar ho.

Priye suno ab zara tum,
kya hasil is sab vichran se?
mere astitva mein
ab shesh hai kya-
jo vyatha, rudan ki buniyad bane?
waqt se jut gaye hain
hum tum se, tum mujh se
ek hai ab niyati hamari
mera astitva tera manmeet hai.
yahan go dikh rahe hain
do hum,
par jaanam
satya zara vipreet hai.

Bandhan atoot hai yeh
ab ek hai manzil
phal phool bhi
saj chuke shakhon par;
yun socho bas ab tum to
ek hai dhara hamari
ek hamara aakash hai
jaan apni hai ik ab kuch yun ke
mare ek jo lage
nidhan huye do
jiye dono to
ek prateet hamari jeet ho.

For Phalali and Mumsoul

We are nought
but three souls
brought together
in time
intertwin'd
in heart n mind
we are by
a stroke of destiny

And now that
we hold our stance,-
lets rein in -
to search directions
quest answers for
who, what, why, how
when are we
wholesome wise
to figure how to
make earth abode
transitory tho,
a better place to be
for all those
that rest hither
awhile, now
and further beyond
you and me.

...a personal statement from your mom, mate and mentor

Thursday, June 05, 2008

Amersham

I love to wake up
these days to hear
the chirp of birds around
and so I love
in nights to be lulled
to sleep
when many stars abound.

They gaze at me and
I look back
revelling at their glitter
aware I am
as never before
that me in life
them far away
are formed of elements
one and same
at core
we share the matter.

Saturday, May 31, 2008

life's loss

when i lost you
it was with pain
i endured on
and lived
each breath was taken
by ordain
not zest or zeal
......................
i've barely survived.

Reflecting today
i see you as
a precious loss
that life incurred
on me
yet not in vain
it was, it left behind
with many marks
a tremendous capacity
to live and withstand
be it
sunshine or rain.

Sunday, April 27, 2008

for rashmi

hatash na ho mitr
mere bachpan ke
bas kuch door
aur abhi hamen chalna hai
chalees ka aankra
to choo chuke hum tum
chakarvyuh bhi saare
shayad cheer chuke
baqui keval khena
kuch aur kishti ko
bas sahil tat hi
to ab lagna hai.

Monday, April 21, 2008

khud ke bhitar
khoj jaari hai
khud ki
man khali hai
kai arman
hain chup!

vartalap

18/04/2008 20:49:20 GMT Daylight Time

dhoop nikalti to kal bhi thi, Umang
shayad rang bhi the aur kayi
San Ramon mein
tumhare ghar aangan mein
magar kasak man ki
astitva ka adhoorapan
chura le gaya woh
pal kuch kal ke
bhav vibhor tumhe karne ka
haq tha un par utna hi
jitna mil raha hai
San Ramon ke is suraj ko.

gilon ke andhkar mein
nahin dhakelthi tumhe main
kadapi yeh dikhla kar, bas
khoye waqt ka ehsaas
dila kar, jeevan ki sulag
lagana hai;
to jeeyo kuch aur
jeeyo man bhar
sirf aaj nahin, par har din
har pal, bharpoor jeeyo kyunki
aaj abhi hai
bas abhi kuch palon mein
ise hi
hamara kal ban jana hai.


...Su Prabhat

18/04/2008 16:26:15 GMT Daylight Time

Subha Prabhat

(yahaan San Ramon ka savera...
Hindi mein likhne ko dil chah raha hai...)

Main hoon hin kushnaseeb...
Yeh San Ramon ka mausam
kitna sukhdai hai
na behad thanda,
na garmi mein lipta hua
ekdum sukoon se bhara

main hoon hin kushnaseeb...
bistar per baithe hue
mehsoos kar rahin hoon
hawwaaon ko
jo hridaya vibhor kar rahin hain;
sooraj ki kirno ko
jo gharon ki chaton ko nehla rahin hain;
dhoop ki khooshboo ko
jo mere antarang mein phael gayi hai;
pedon ki daaliyon ko
jo hawa ki uran mein jhool rahi hai;
panchiyon ke chechehahat ko
jo is mausam ko rangeen bana rahin hain;
in choote chote jantuon ko
jo hare bhare patton per bhoj-paan kar rahen hain;
Aur in sab mein
us Vidhata ko
Jiski shrishti ke raag mein
vibhor hoon aaj.

jitna bhi dhanyavad doon,
woh kam hi to hai.
haan main hoon hin kushnaseeb...

Umang

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Abundance

I am not lacking in anything,
be it love or gratitude or worldly things.
I have everything I can ever need,
and that too in abundance;
where is the need for more?
Materials I do not want,
love is all inside me,
family and friendship I am blessed with,
blessing hands are always with me.
So where is the need for anything else?
I am truly blessed with abundance.

A content sigh from Umang, at last! She deserved every bit of it.