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Friday 21 March 2014

My Lost words

search gets profound
you are still lost without a trail
i am losing my nerves
but there is no way to get you back
did we have a real bad fight
or you are enjoying this game
what is it which is keeping us alone
or you holds back your wish to get along

Is there any wrong done by me
which hit & hurt you acutely
if it's so, please come back to me
i promise i ll be treating you judiciously
the space is vacant and shall so it remain
no more did i feel my warm breath
our unspoken bond is losing its edge
come oh friend before its shread

don't you notice my lonely nights
when you head for your leisure run
a fresh piece, a fragrant new ink
hopes everyday to be used
its all for you for shall be forever
none can & never shall take your place
do you realize how anxious i get
do some soothe oh my lost words








Sunday 9 March 2014

I bow down to you

Her laughter, her grace, her presence & embrace
lights up a house...life...& every vacant space
the moment she take off her eye from you
anxiety grips without any clue
poised is she folded in serenity
little did she say when you hit her dignity
a master of patience she always proves
when nothing is undone to call her a "loose"
she accepts it all with a passive smile
to know her, be in her shoe & walk a mile

No less has been written about Kiran Bedi, Kalpana Chawla, Indira Gandhi, Aishwarya Rai Bacchan on women's day, but while writing the above lines trust me none of these names struck my mind. Who all i was reminded of are :

My Grand mother, who married a freedom fighter, a life tossed on the orders of British Government. She rescued him from the brutal hands by hiding him under her train berth for a day.

My mother, aah she gave it all to us irrespective of how mean we get with her at times.

Young "Beauty" who arrives with an infectious smile to clean our home everyday.

Mamta, who would not miss a piece of dirt on road even in her 7th month of pregnancy.

Honestly, these all ladies has been an epitome of dedication & fervor in whatever they do. They signifies strength, power, positivity, elegance to me.

Stay powerful & keep radiating your eternal strength. 

Tuesday 4 March 2014

Will you dance on my tune ?

Oh how i wish
                                                                                                           
you to be soft as silk
creamy & fluid so much as milk
with power of tons to stay at your place
no matter how brutal be attempts to debase


Pic courtesy : Google

How i dream

to turn, twist and toss
touch of red to make you gloss
sometimes a bun, a sloppy curl
& some layers to add to the whirl


Pic courtesy : Google



Now, when i see

you losing your roots
                                                i skip a breath, my wish gets dilute                                            
ends get split and not to be displayed
and who is to be blamed for the grey shade


Pic courtesy : Google


Oh i go sad

when i see you dry
worse it become no matter how i try
oiling doesn't help, wavy you get
magic is lost, or you want some "set wet"

Pic courtesy : Google 

Only when #doveplay  comes to help

my long lost hopes gets some feed
                                        soon shall be the day when you ll be freed                                        
left-right, up-down will i make you strewn
you will be flawless, dancing on my tune  

Pic courtesy : Google 




                                                 
                                      (The dove play song - Make your hair dance on your tune)


    (This post is written for #doveplay contest conducted by Dove in association with IndiBlogger)






Are we all good ?

With the kind of bold and open society we claim to be living in, why do every other silly & carefree comment on us make us feel offended. Why do we never miss doing a mouthful publicity of all, without giving it a thought. Why is it such that the lines drawn of dignity & respect is being rashly passed over. People we do trust turns out to be a snake in sleeve in no time. How come after being betrayed for long, we just could not develop a sure-to-do test for master minds. 

In fact how could we ?

Are there still any checkpoints to be verified for the people we meet, to ensure guaranteed safety & security, both physically & mentally. Every time we develop a structured methodology to judge people, it's futility laughs at your own face. I personally don't agree to the idea of judging every one. Is it not good enough sometimes to get along without forming opinions. Yes, it is. But these days, its equally hard to go hand in hand out in bright daylight than it is for a night out. Either day or night, sin is every where. It's getting increasingly depressing day by day to see people turning their back to their virtues. 

No consideration-No values-No humanity. Though our clothes proudly declares "Being Human". 

When our rulers lectures the world about the majority of youth in our population structure and promises to be a super power in years to come, at the very next page you read about a suicide committed by a college-going vibrant girl because her Bf doesn't took her call. Yes, its true. Is it the youth energy & power we rely upon ? Why is every other teenager a victim of abuse, exploitation and breakdown. Why do girls have only option to wear high-heels instead of a high held head. Why is every girl conscious of a male presence by her side when she walks alone. Scary it is, isn't.

Time, no doubt has advanced a lot but since every boon comes at a cost, this time our physical & mental well being are at stake. And for that matter, lets not forget that a deformed mind is worst than a deformed body. The outcomes are deadly. Its nothing better than a chronicle disease which has no vaccination for its remedy. 

So, Stay Strong to fight it back, never let it overcome. Stay positive. Be Good & do good to all.

(This post is no Janhit mein jaari message. Its nothing more but an array of my thoughts.)