Lahu ka Rang

लाल है रंग उसका
     रगों में जो है दौड़ता
उसकी हमारी या तुम्हारी
     जीवनी को मोड़ता

रण में बहा या प्राणदायी
     सांवला या हो धवल
कमज़ोर हो या आततायी
     ज्ञानी हो या शिशु सा सरल

इस धर्म का हो
     हो या फिर उस पंथ का
मंजिलें तो एक हैं
     रास्ते हैं, रास्तों का क्या?


दर्द सबका एक सा है
     उपचार भी सामान ही है
सरहदों के पार भी तो
     रहता तो इंसान ही है

आँख सबकी है भर आती
     भगवान् सबमे है डोलता
लाल है रंग उसका
     रगों में जो है दौड़ता

Dreamweaver

At broken sun one fine day
lying on my bed in utter dismay
I stared at the open window of my house
it all sparked and then doused
but that was enough and more
and I would never rebuff I swore
tomorrow might never become
so I wield my pen and pour out some

thoughts ignited by that spark
lights around and nowhere was dark
As if it was spelled by divine
All thoughts whatsoever of mine
crystallized into gold and gleam was clear
I rejoiced, no haze no fear

life meaningful begins with a dream
incredulous sometimes it might seem
but it all the men who brave
everything, not even the grave
can challenge em off the path
of which they have thought the wrath
whatever price it might entail
they'll never deter, they'll never fail

history defines and tomorrow repeats
path of labour never defeats
was it not a man too frail
dressed light, but did prevail
over the armies of the mighty seas
who held the world out of peace
wasnt long back, to be precise
it was 1947, and to all surprise
who'd have thought way back then
no violence and peace have power at helm

so my friend you wake tonight
and work to your hearts delight
in what you believe and what you see
be whatever you wanted to be
dreams are what keep us alive
and worry not about anybody's jibes
they will say always like that
for their lives have always been flat

weave your dreams, be someone ilk
smooth, somber, sweet and satin silk
just be yourself and you'd know
which path to leave, which way to go
come what may you will not deter
for you are the dream weaver

This one is for me... by myself

You are in pain
it hurts so much
all your efforts vain
you lost the touch

nothing is fine
and it cant be worse
helpless you whine
cry tears terse

you've been snubbed
by people around
on wounds salt rubbed
by happening surround

It doesnt rhyme though
but world is small
worry not where they go
because thats not all

Darling, this is life
it goes down and then up
but we should strive
to rebound and stirup

to hold on and on
till it gets better
and the pain is gone
the world looks flatter

so why're you still drawn
cheer up and start!!
and dont look down upon
for you're a sweetheart

What if ... ?

What if the sun was a little brighter
Spreading its warmth around
And grass a little greener
Lovely to eyes, lovely to ground

What if the man was not insane
Just a little more forbearance and pain
for those who have it not
the chance to play and enjoy the rain

What if there was no madness around
And everyone lived on his way with joy
What if the colors of rainbows surround
Like a child who plays and loves his toy

The world would have been a better place
Heaven and earth all the same
Why would we ever need to cry
on issues frivolous and lame

But for it had it not been the greed
Of everyone around who wants to eat
Others life and wealth and gifts
little knowing that tis own life that sifts

In doing so like sand in hand
And greed is a vicious trend
In which when caught ones life and soul
Forever is there, no solace, no goal

Life beyond is a wasted one
We run and run and run around
Hoping to get what all is there
But there is nothing, really so on ground

So my friends brace up yourselves
This world is a myth and nothing is forever
Comes the time, it will die
Eventually below the sky we'll lie

Hoping for the God to take us
And forgive us for the sins we spoke
We will fear death and chaos
For all the mighty rules, that we broke

My good Lord why has thou
Not given us the sense to learn
That the world is fake
Not even a thing our concern

We will be happy with love and joy
And smiles be there on every face
We live and love, our lives with fun
No fear of death, no disgrace

There will be grass, a little greener
There will be sun a little bright
There will be words a little sweeter
And music of the highest delight

All good will be there someday
That is of course a distant hope
But in good when you believe
All that is bad shall surely elope

Oh my God to you, ever I pray
Give me strength and love and solace
Do I must in whatever way
make this world a better place

The Change

That corner that day
Somewhere along that scary way

The one that is called life
The one that is so much trite

So much so that I lost who I am
And got sucked in, the heavy jam

The one that clogs ones heart and brain
And makes him one of the same

A common man on the road
He who visits everyday to the God's abode

In hope that sometime things will change
And this and that will be my range

I will have my little desires
When sun sets down and they spark the fire

Life will be over but not much grief
That I lived my full, not much a thief

That the life I lived was nothing great
But an impression I did create

On those whoever passed that way
Made slightly happy and gay

By the brief contact they had
Who touched my life, even when sad

That I brought them some tears of joy
Colors and fun and frolic ahoy

But of thousands dreams and hundred desires
Very few did I transpire

Just kept thinking when will arrive
The right the time to sharp the knife

And start with full speed ahead
When preps are done and inertia is dead

I waited and waited and kept delaying
What I should already have been saying

And then came in my life you called hope
There was a sudden burst of cheer and dope

I was flying on the seventh sky
Something I never did try

But all hope and love and life vanished soon
And I was left with a lonely doom

But still life is not much a pain
I am a common man trying some in vain

Someday I hope that I will succeed
With you or without today there is no need

But somewhere in my heart it does hurt
That I without you, you lovely bird

May be you don’t even exist as far as I know
And that is the difference for real, really so

And that does ease some pain
And life wont be boring same

That change has come I today decide
That I will be the change I want to drive

Wish me luck and Gods you pray
For I will never say

That I wanted you by my side
But still aint so bad without you as aide

This too as everything shall pass
And I wont repent the heavy loss

But rest assured may you never know
Rest assured that I ever show

- The change, by myself on a cold winter night this year when sleep was costly.

Inspired

It’s a lonely road
Perhaps even a dark one
Somewhere there is my abode
Image though is a clear none

But I will risk the walk
Mom you know for greater good
I may or may not talk
reason you know are understood

There is no second life to live
No alter path to take
This way or that I am not sure
But somehow I will certainly make

Mom you know when I was small
You told me that the world's a stage
We live our life, grow big and tall
Depending on what's our stake

I dreamed and dreamed of love and life
Of my chances, dull or bright
But the thought always was a deeper dive
Of a beautiful world that is still in sight

Some day I thought I will grab that chance
I will work hard, day in and out
Whatever happens no change of stance
Whatever happens no turn about

This day I have made the plan
Ready to work, ready to go
But what I seek from you, my clan
Stand beside, as I undergo

It will not be easy for the worlds not fair
There is pain and misery and sorrow
Get I might, not everything I dare
And there's a chance slim and narrow


But Mom, you know if you are there
Just your smile which transpires fear
Of failure, the biggest which none compare
I will know for sure, win is near


There is just one thing that I want to change
There is just one problem I need to solve
And then be done with my range
And all my sins absolved

The other side

All those years I have been cursing God for all what he has given me and all what he has not, And it was only today that I realized that I have been spared what could be a major source of morose in ones life.

The fact that despite my best efforts (having been put down badly a couple of times) and internal craving for that I have been so comprehensively unsuccessful at that, is not just something which I should carry along as bitter memories of these "hot blooded" days but this is something which should be cherished and nurtured as a lesson, as a divine gift. Though it feels bad to "fall" in love but when you turn around and see whats happening you promptly realize that its been for good. Now I don’t claim that its for all the people in this world but its been a general observation and I must mention that there are still people in this world who can, and have lived happily in love ever after without having friction or complications between them, throughout their life. But those are really few and really luckier ones. For the rest of us the truth has been a grossly bitter.

Being committed to a relationship is a difficult proposition for more than one reasons. Firstly you loose the freedom, believe me it’s something that has been acknowledged and thought over widely, though accepted a lesser number of times. Every time you go out and even by chance glance at some stranger even plaintively, gosh there you are your spouse is there gazing scornfully at you, for you have committed a crime in doing that.

Life becomes complicated, your problems double all of a sudden, you suddenly start spending too much and before you could put down a break on its already too late. Your free time vanishes and you are suddenly finding all or at least most of life confined to that Good old coffee shop where you go and spend hours with your love. Surely that ways life becomes a lot boring, I don’t know of how other people might think but for me its really hard to live like that.

Wait… the worst is still to come. Days, weeks, months and may be in some cases years fly away and then comes the darkest part of the whole story. Your partner has suddenly developed disinterest and wants you to free him of your spell. Really difficult, isnt it. And that’s the time you try to figure out where your yesterdays best friends have been. You need a shoulder to put your head while you weep and a hand to offer you the tissues (and of course and endless supply of tissue papers for you will need many of them).

I feel sad for all those people who have been through this, but this is what life is ups and downs. But if you examine closely the problem is not luck or life or anything for that matter, the problem in reality are we ourselves. We as humans have an inherent tendency to assume a lot of things, and then as if even that wasn’t sufficient we tend to build a whole universe of dreams on top of it. Our expectations rise and rise to the level that they cant be fulfilled, for nothing that has a physical existence is "ideal". And then when your partner fails to stand up to our expectations we feel bad, and then inadvertently things start moving in the wrong direction. We realize, but alas its late and the damage has been done.

So there you are friends don’t expect a universe from anyone, relax, chill out and enjoy what the present serves you in its golden plate, for past has past and the future is still to come. Don’t expect too much and be prepared to face anything. Who knows
… ki kal ka sooraz kaun kaun dekhega ?

Good Night

PS: The views mentioned here are the result of author's profound observation of the world around him.