Here I am

Gray

2011-11-14T18:48:00.000-08:00

Lines are drawn in black, on white...

or in white on black... if you please,

But you couldn't draw a line between the two,

There cannot be straight lines at least!

Ah.. the love story of black and white

who were so inseparable indeed

No one could draw a line between the two

It was almost an impossible deed.

Black was all that white was not..

He was like the dark dark night.

And white was all that black was not..

As though a brilliant light.

Those inseparable two quarreled everyday

Their wars would never end

Yet they never gave up their ways

Neither one would ever bend.

No one else wanted to stand with either

There was need for a "golden" mean.

But poor Gold could not draw the line

And no one else seemed very keen.

Solemnly, it was declared

upon a hazy day

That the grave task would be taken up

by invincible 'Gray'.

Now gray he was a clever chap,

He sat between the two,

He nodded here he nodded there,

he gave his two cents too

He got a little share of white

and black too gave his share

And as he started blending in,

they didnt even notice him there!

He blended more and more

and took up so much space at last

the space between real black and white

grew glaringly vast

Everyone was happy now

that they had a place to stand

And even as they stood in gray

for nothing they'd have to stand.

As gray settled in between,

The division had begun

But no fool really noticed that

Now black and white were one!!

That girl

2011-09-21T08:37:00.001-07:00

Oh, where is that care-free girl?

Who sang at the slightest chance..

and yet never cared to dance!

She sang sweet songs - all the time!

She did it for no reason, but only for the rhyme!

:*)

Ahh there she is... I spotted her alright!

A twinkling smile, shining bright!

Once in a while she likes to play hide and seek

and she always goes and hides in shadows - dark and bleak.

Sometimes I'm left searching for her night and day!!

But I gotta tell you a secret - her smile always gives her away! :D

Times Square

2011-08-24T22:30:00.001-07:00

She went about life as usual, although it was not.

And she knew it wasn't. She did not pretend it was.

But she did nothing about it. She wondered if she needed to something about it.

Perhaps deep inside she felt, she did need to.

But somewhere even deeper within, she knew it did not matter.

It did not matter, because no one knew right from wrong anyway.

No one knows and no one can tell.

May be intuition can? But intuition is a selfish thing as well.

What does right mean anyway? and what is the meaning of wrong?

Right for whom? Right says who?

There is no right and wrong. They are just illusions to feed her ever hungry mind.

her ever hungry self,

her ever hungry ego...

to calm it down..

She tells herself that something is right and something is wrong, so she may be able to make a decision, or take a stance.

To temporarily create an illusion of peace among the ever increasing chaos in her mind.

Instead, would it be wiser to accept the chaos and find peace in it?

No one would believe that it indeed is possible to do so;

not unless they visit Times Square at least 4 times; and just sit and stare for a while.

Who am I?

2011-08-10T15:40:00.000-07:00

I ask myself, sometimes now..

What is it that i want?

but I never seem to get an answer.

No, it's not one of those questions which YOU ask yourself.

This one is my question.

It is not about my "passion" or "choice of career"

It is not about "life in general"

sometimes it is about what movies I like.

what food do i like?

what do i want to do on the weekend.

not what I have to do...

or what others might want me to do...

It's about me.

I have never asked these before to myself.

I have never tried to understand my natural urges

I feel like water - always fitting perfectly in any container offered.

Relenting, letting go.

Accepting choices made by people or circumstances, as my own; even Approving them.

I guess people say that it's supposed to be good to be that way - like water - No desires, no pain .... whatever.

I don't know me.

But I would love to.

Till yesterday, I used to be surprised about people who live alone.

Even feel depressed for them.

For the first time in 25 years..

I want to know me, perhaps even BE me.

I want to live with me for a while.

I feel like I am asking for a saint's life - isolated in the forest.

Meditating to reveal the wealth of secrets within.

Stars

2011-08-08T21:48:00.000-07:00

When i ask the stars, what they hold for me,

They twinkle at me playfully.

Stubborn, un-revealing, glowing in mirth.

I wonder what it is they hold in the darkness behind them.

They are in no hurry to tell.

They enjoy their mysterious twinkling glory

The pleasure of knowing what lies beyond infinity... aah that must be some pleasure.

And they keep winking,

Lest their beautiful twinkling eyes give their secrets away.

But just may be they have no secret

And that is what they want to hide

Perhaps they have nothing to tell

Attention seekers - all of them.

Imposters - concealing nothing but layers and layers of darkness.

Hoarding no Light, hiding no future.

And perhaps that is why

They never can look me in the eye.

I see them stare only as I turn my gaze away.

Sly creatures... or may be just shy creatures...

July 13, 2011 - Mumbai

2011-07-14T15:41:00.000-07:00

tears in my eyes

I know not what to do

can it be prevented?

can it be cured?

the fatalist in me never says die.

but i still wish that i get the strength some day

to be able to think and do that,

which will wipe the tears in my eyes, and a million more.

that place

2011-07-11T13:21:00.001-07:00

take me, my friend, to the place that was

or at least that I believed existed.

for I am not sure now..

the place where there were mountains and the purest white snow

the place where land met the sea in golden glory, was it really a dream?

where rivers were mothers like Virgin Mary - untainted, untamed, generous and unclaimed.

where clouds loved to sacrifice for the lush green earth beneath

and dress her up with drops of liquid gold... it was but water.

where the earth would be so drenched in love with all that she gave life to.

where a bright heart grew brighter still, ah yes... it might seem strange.

but it was real.... that place... or at least in my mind.. it was, I believe - so real.

perhaps, if you try hard, my friend, some day you can help me get there.

I have a Diamond!

2011-04-29T13:36:00.000-07:00

I have a diamond!
Oh, what a delight!
What wonderful radiance
He's a brilliant white!

Hardly have I seen
So earnest a soul
Unaware of his brilliance
In a mine of coal.

His brilliance is heavenly
Almost too much to bare.
Perhaps that is why the coal rocks
Don't acknowledge him there.

But he is my diamond
In him I rejoice
And as he shines upon me
I find my true voice.

Dear Mom

2011-03-10T19:42:00.001-08:00

My dear Mom,
I wish that I could kiss you
Hug you tight and warm

I'll send the kiss in priority mail
In a bubble wrap, just in case.
And hope that when you open the package
It'll pop right in your face! :)

Meanwhile, I'll send one on your g-talk window
So you can see it when you log in,
I can imagine how you'll smile at the smiley
And press your cheek against the screen.

You can ping me back that sparkling smile
How, I'd love to see that grin…
May be post a post on my Facebook wall
That I'd "like" when I login.

And may be you could package a ton of love,
I'm sure they'll find some way to send it through
And a thousand hugs to keep me warm
And don't forget a kiss or two.

तमसो मा ज्योतिर्गमय

2010-09-29T23:16:00.000-07:00

When you're sure of yourself,
And the clouds have cleared away,
The sun shines upon you,
And you know you're on your way.. :)

There are no words to express it
What it feels to look at the sun
You bask in the glory that is your self
And I can tell you that it's Fun!!!

There's nothing left to fear
And no stopping you at all
Even if the skies darken again
You'll always hear your call.

No reason

2010-08-12T03:54:00.000-07:00

Can't there be no reason for me to be with you
Can't it be as simple as it seems
Can't there be a slightest chance that all of this is true
Then why are we still livin' in a dream?

A reason, For every little thing I do
A reason, For me...
A reason, For why we live or why we die
A reason, To be!

There really ain't no reason for sayin' "I love you"
No reason for my heart to skip a beat
It'll just be a decision, when I say "I do"
I'd never know the reason in the heat

A reason, For all the things that I assert
A reason, To speak
A reason, To do what I have never done
A reason, To seek

Another Song

2010-06-27T11:11:00.001-07:00

काहे मुसकाए कान्हा, काहे मुसकाए
तेरी पिचकारी का रंग चूनर से न जाए
काहे मुसकाए कान्हा, काहे मुसकाए

लाख जतन कर राधा जो हारी
काहे यूँ हस-हस के छेड़े मुरारी
प्रेम की छबी तेरे अधरों पे छाए
काहे मुसकाए कान्हा, काहे मुसकाए

BOYS!

2010-06-27T10:49:00.000-07:00

Extremely childish... yet all feelings here were genuinely felt at the time

Oh dear, How I hate boys!
They think of girls as toys!

All they care for is looks
They are all, nothing but crooks..

All they want is rosy lips
Oh wait, they also need curvaceous hips!

They all crave for perfect contours
Sex appeal is all that allures

A hot girl here, and a cute one there
Curly hair, dark eyes, preferably fair

Soft, smooth, flawless skin
A maintained figure, slim and trim.

Beyond skin deep their eyes can't see
The 'Woman' - a girl may really be!

Lapaa chapi!

2010-06-27T10:24:00.000-07:00

There are many poems pending upload on the blog, simply because when I remembered that I had to upload I didn't have my diary with me.. So get ready for a spurt of posts..

This one, I wrote for myself... Marathitla prayatna ahe.. I know it sounds very funny... But still..

लपा छपी चा खेळ सखी ग
खेळियला जो बालपणी
अजुनी त्याची ओढ तुला ग
खेळितेस तु, परी मनी।

मला न रूजला खेळ कधी तो
राज्य जमे ना मला कधी
लिंबूटिंबू चा डावच माझा
ना नवे राज्य ना नवा गडी

एकटाच तो राज्य जयाचे
लपून बसतात सवंगडी
हळू हळू तो शोधू लागतो
तेवढ्यात पाठीत धप्पा पडी :(

ठाऊक तुजला सर्व सखी ग
खेळितेस परी अंतरी
शोधीत बसते मीच तुला ग
सापडशील ना कधीतरी??

मी शोधीत असते सर्व कोपरे
लपून असलीस कुठे जरी
कधीतरी ग दिसशील मजला
झलक पुरेशी या नजरी..

आणिक जर का नाहीच दिसलीस
अश्रु येतील या नयनी
बोलावेन तुजला हाका मारून
शिव्याही घालीन मनोमनी

ठाऊक मजला सर्व सखी ग
देणार नाहीस "ओ" मजला
'रडू-बाई रडू-बाई' मनात म्हणशील
काळीजच नाही ग तुजला!

रडून-रडून मी थकून जाईन
एकाच जागा मग आठवेल
वळून पाहीन पाठी-मागे
माझी घट्ट सखी मजला सापडेल!

You don't have to stop dreaming

2010-04-16T10:31:00.000-07:00

Sweet child,
You've been a child till now,
You'd really wanna grow up
But you just don't know how.

My sweet child,
Of a perfect life you dream.
Though the definitions of perfect
Are never as perfect as they seem.

My sweet child,
You feel that the world is just "all-right"
So you ignore all the "wrong"
And you keep it out of sight.

My child,
You live in a dream of your own;
Unwilling to come out,
Venture in a world - unknown.

Dearest,
It's alright, there's nothing wrong..
To stay in your bubble,
Even live there life-long.

But my dear,
Now that I am here
I could tell you, there's nothing to fear
In the world outside.

At first sight, it seems t0 break your dreams,
Shatter the perfect pattern that you had woven for yourself.
But then slowly, you feel it set you free..
To venture...
To fly ... !

for you

2009-11-07T22:04:00.000-08:00

I'll go to the end of the world for you
Though people may say 'It's wild!'
Reckless or naive though it may seem
Inside, everyone is but a child.

They all do go to the end of the world,
Their reasons may seem more real
Just because many have had the same;
But that doesn't make mine, trivial.

Come what may, if you are around,
I promise I'll swim right through.
You'll be surprised at my strength
When I help you with a tug or two.

I won't go all the way just 'coz 'Love is blind'
Or 'sacrifice' just to pass the 'test',
My decision will be open-eyed,
In consciousness and in zest.

They go for adventure, or money, or fame,
For passion, or for nothing at all...
As for me, I guess I am meant to go,
... just waiting for your call.

Uncertainty

2009-10-10T03:45:00.000-07:00

I wish I was sure of whats coming my way
I wish it was as clear as a bright sunny day
But I know not; and of that I am sure.
It's indeed a contradiction I must endure.

I know not what I'll do in a year or ten,
Or what I'll have for dinner, where or when.

But then whats life.. if I would rest assured,
Of nothing I would feel afraid, of nothing feel allured.
If I knew , my day would be but a mere routine.
I would never see something I'd never seen!

Though the night and then the day keep coming in a row
The beauty of each night and day is that... you never know!

Sleeping Beauty (contd...)

2009-04-27T08:37:00.000-07:00

I could never have dreamt of it;
How often does it happen anyway?
That you wake up from your sweetest dream,
Just to live it out in real !

The whole truth in all its splendour may not have hit me yet..
But there's this feeling, that I am in a fairy tale...
A splendid fairy tale.

Touch wood.

Sleeping Beauty

2009-03-31T12:42:00.000-07:00

The woods are lovely, dark and deep
Around the castle where I sleep.
Prince Charming, please don't knock my door
Let me dream a little more.

I've dreamt a lot of how you'd come
And then how your's I'll become.
I know you're daring, bold and kind
Your horse could leave the wind behind.
With a heart of gold and a soul so pure,
Your love will lift this spell for sure.

But before I wake unto you, my king,
I need to tell you one more thing.
As in my slumber I seek thee,
I must wake up and first find me.

I might wake up and feel alarmed
A little lost and quite uncharmed.
Then, my prince, just hold me near,
Calm me down and soothe my fears.
Having woken up from a sleep, so long
I would have lost touch of the right and wrong.
Of myself I won't be sure.
And all that anguish you must endure.

You found me, that quest was hard.
But I must ask you for your reward.
For darling brave, you own me though,
I must be ME from head to toe.
I must go on my own conquest.
And put my mettle to the test.

Will you be strong and let me free?
For, before loving you,
I must love ME!

Another Song

2009-02-13T07:24:00.000-08:00

And this time, I actually managed to give it a tune and a rhythm :)
Sing to you some time... Actually, on second thoughts, that would be more effective... singing it to you. But, I have nothing else to write right now, and this IS afterall another piece of timepass poetry. So, here are the lyrics.

Piya Baavri. Albeli.
O re saajna, pi ke bina, jee paayena, woh akeli.

Pyar kiya toh na tha,
Ki toh nahi thi woh khataa.
Kaano mein gunje hai fir
Aahat terihi kyun sadaa.
Yeh zindagi tere bin zindagi kyun nahi
Batlaaona,
Samjhaao Naa,
Suljhao naa, yeh paheli.

Piya baavari, albeli.

Keep Indulging...

2008-12-21T00:13:00.000-08:00

Indulge in a crush
Indulge in romance
Indulge in guitaring
Indulge in a dance.

Indulge in a bike ride
Indulge in the speed
Indulge in driving and being driven when you need.

Indulge in poetry
Indulge in the rhyme
Indulge in the desire - not to break it, all the time.

Indulge in frustration, having done something in vain
Indulge in the childishness of doing it again. :)

Indulge in complan, or coffee, or tea
Indulge in sugar, make it sweet as it can be.
Indulge in cleanliness of your room and your shelf
Indulge in the flowers that you plan to buy for yourself

Indulge in the thought of going home to your mom
Indulge in cuddling in her arms, oh so warm.
Indulge in the joy of meeting someone you met yesterday
Indulge in the dream that they will never go away.

Indulge in writing a line and then scratching it out,
Indulge in pen and paper, doodling all about. :)

Something worth the while

2008-12-17T13:23:00.000-08:00

While I while my time away,
While I got nothing to say
I wonder why my pen runs on paper
It hasn't always been this way.

When I've got a cold
and I cant sing a song,
I sit with a beautiful diary
and my pen just runs along,
Searching for something worthwhile to say
While I while my time away.

At night as on my bed I lay,
It hasn't been a really long day,
and as I wait for my spirits to ebb,
I feel tired, but not my nib.
Sleepily in my sheets I curl,
But my fantasy poem needs one last twirl.
"What's worthwhile in you?", I say.
She says, "I whiled your time away! :)"

Indulge..!

2008-12-12T12:43:00.000-08:00

Indulge in the beauty of eyes so blue
Indulge in the glory of love so true.
Indulge in a kiss
Indulge in a touch
Indulge in the ecstasy
Indulge in the rush
Indulge in rich chocolate - cakes and mousse
Indulge in a drink or two - feel them set you loose
Indulge in a song, a rhythm or a tune
Indulge in memories that never fade away too soon
Indulge in leisure, a hobby, an art
Indulge in everything, give all of it your heart.
Indulge in sorrow
Indulge in pain
Indulge in vanity, All in vain :)
Indulge in mirth
Indulge in silence
Indulge in life
Indulge in indulgence...!

A song

2008-12-10T08:30:00.000-08:00

Here is a song,

Here is a song.

Won't you play the chords along.

As I sing and you strum your guitar

Honey, we couldn't go wrong.

What shall i give you honey,

Something that will always go on...

A song so bright and sunny,

A melody to keep your heart warm.

I can't do any better as I try to write this song,

But its slowly coming along.

It doesn't take a lot to get a song right.

All I have to do is colour the pages bright.

From your six-string, the rest will flow,

And as we sing, the world will know,

Here is a song, here is a song

Here is the place we belong.

Dew Drop and Ray

2008-11-22T04:06:00.000-08:00

Dew Drops on a mayflower
shine and glow,
glisten in sunlight, like fresh bright snow.

Beautiful Dew Drops
pure and round,
lounging on all the flowers around.

A Ray of gold, on the diamond bright
Indeed creates a charming delight!
Who'd imagine the rainbow inside
A single glaring beam of light?

Dew Drop knew, he'd always known
The beauty inside the bright bold Ray.
He could see how the colours were sewn
in an elegant intricately simple way.

He knew all her secrets,
he had seen her heart.
And this nearly tore poor Ray apart.

He caused her agony and deliberate pain.
Oh... she looked lovely in such disdain.
Amazed at her own spectrum,
she stared at the drop;
Asked what he had done to her
and beckoned him to stop.

Dew drop chuckled back at her,
"That's how it will be..
When you are with me
Oh Darling,
When you are with me!"

Don't wanna miss missing you

2008-10-23T07:36:00.000-07:00

Sometimes, Life can be so good
When you think it can't get better,
It amazingly always would.
Yeah...
Life is beautiful.

Sometimes, there could be someone
Who was always right beside you
When you were thinking they were gone.
All you do is open your eyes,
Let go, make way for a sweet surprise
And courage will help you realise...

Sometimes, Life can be so good
When you think it can't get better,
It amazingly always would.
Yeah... Life is beautiful.

aaj kal

2008-08-14T10:59:00.000-07:00

Aaj kal paon jameen par nahi padate mere...
Bolo.. dekha hai kabhi tumne mujhe udate hue?

(lyrics- gulzar)

What is Life if full of care...

2008-08-04T22:10:00.000-07:00

From the beginning of time, we have been taught to face the challenges of life with a smile. They say its the challenges that put the "life" into Life. Very true, I guess. There have always been lessons and poems in school text books reiterating this very thought. But in the midst of giving a fight to all problems and challenges, did they forget to tell us "how to deal" with a normal life?
One without any problems?
Yeah.. I know you would say... there is no such perfect life. Everyone has their own problems. It is facing these problems that makes a person stronger everyday. It helps to build qualities that we may lack in. It increases endurance, etc. But all this for what?? More problems of course. Now suppose that all your problems finish... hypothetically. It just might be possible that we are in the midst of a nightmare!! :) Isn't it ironical??

Let me support my hypothesis with a few examples. (Am I studying too hard for GRE? :p i dont think so... anyway... coming back..)
My mom takes tuitions of school kids. Just today, This boy from 7th std was solving an exercise on indices. There were sums like
17 raised to 0
1/3 raised to 0
-11 raised to 0

He asked mom if he should leave that exercise and go ahead to the next one.. It was tooo easy.. Nothing to keep the brain stimulated. No challenges. EASY.
One would have felt in the normal circumstances that Pune university sucks.. and would have probably advised the boy to skip 2 more exercises and go on right ahead. But... no... Mom said no! "Whats wrong with doing easy stuff?? You are asking me to exempt you from doing it ... this means that you have a problem with doing it... whats your problem?? Aren't you able to do it??"
I went to the poor guys rescue.. saying that its tooo boring and not worth the effort. Nothing new to learn from it. Basically "hamali"!
"So whats the problem?? DO it. Indeed you people do have a problem! The problem for you guys is .. that there is no problem! You cant enjoy life when there are no problems?? What happened to enjoying the easy stuff?? "

Well, no one ever taught us THAT. Yeah, now the "real problem" is that no one taught us to deal with no problems.. DO you see how I try to invent a "real problem" so that I am preoccupied in solving it? Or at least contemplating it. Thats coz I cant deal with not having one :)
Its getting too meshy :) and recursive :D

So i guess thats the reason we are all looking for challenging jobs. New things to do everyday. So that we grow and don't remain stunted. But at the very base of this growth lies the fact that we may be running away from something we can't really do.
LIVE.

mazyavarchi kavita!! :)

2008-06-30T22:58:00.000-07:00

ekda ameya sahebanni mazyabaddal kavita lihili.. :)
Enjoy...

"ok...lets sing a song....

ek baar active ketaki activa par ja rahi thi ghar..
par khayalon mein itane jyada, pahoch gaye jaha the wahi par...

hya confusion la kharach khup kimmat ahey...
he confusion ghalavayachi kay konachi himmat ahey...?

Bai mhanalya karuya ganyanche Fusion...
Fusion zale nahich zale fakta confusion...

hya confusion madhun anek vichar pavatat ugam
kadhi te asatat shastriya, tar kadhi sugam...

pan bakshis matra milate 100 takke...
karan ketaki to boss hain jara hatake...

confusion madhun vibhinna tayar hotat joke
ketaki la kahi kalat nahi, pan hasato amhi rokh tok...
and thats all for this time folks...

(amhi mahnaje Ketaki ani... baki sagale pan)"

:)

Feeling High :)

2008-06-13T11:21:00.000-07:00

The golden globe in the bright blue sky
Tufts of cotton floating by
Twittering birds and humming bees
Blooming buds spraying scent on the breeze.
Vibrant colors of a tiny butterfly
Touch my heart and make me high.

The roar of thunder , the rhythm of rain
A blinding flash on my window pane.
The laughing clouds in the raging sky
Touch my heart and make me high.

The sound of music , a song from the heart
Fresh paint on canvas, a piece of art.
Dancing feet that never say die
Touch my heart and make me high.

A 'thank you' heart felt , a tug at your cheek
A teddy bear hug , a playful ear-tweak.
A furtive glance , a passionate gaze
No words to describe those charming ways.
A look , a smile , a catch of the eye
Touch my heart and make me high.

Blue Moon

2008-06-05T01:31:00.000-07:00

Once in a blue moon… I feel blue.

Once in a blue moon I miss you.

I ain’t so sure ‘bout the color of the moon

I think its blue... not again!!! its too soon.

Every now and then…

Don’t know why or when

Once in a blue moon I miss you.

There it was shining nice and bright

Singing sweet lullabys to me all night

And now from nowhere the weather has changed

Clouds came over and my moon they estranged

My pillow hardly bears the warmth of your arms

I close my eyes and it alarms

Me as I realize

Once in a blue moon I miss you.

So is this what they call love?

I ask the gloomy moon above

He stares back at me stolid and cool

“Find it out for yourself, you poor little fool

And when you finally make up your mind

Let me in on your brand new find

So I can go back to my sweet old yellow

So you can go on feeling mellow”

I think about you all the time

And yet I can’t make up my mind

It takes courage to admit as such

What it is that I miss so much.

Is it really you or an imagination I adore?

Increasing confusion at the core,

The nights go by and the moon stays blue

Once in a blue moon I miss you.

First times

2007-07-12T08:32:00.000-07:00

My first post on my first blog..
So what do I write... what do I write?
I guess that should suffice for a while...
;)