Duvidha

Aaj ye duvidha hai mann mein..
Kya lad jaun ya kshama karun..
Jab apne hi hon kurukshetra mein,
Arjun soche main kya karun..

Jinse mera astitva bana,
Jinhe kaandhon par khilaya hai..
Jinke charnon ko sparsh kiya,
Jinhen jhuule mein jhulaya hai..

Aaj unse hi matbhed hue

Shabdon se baan nikalte hain
Jab seene ke bheetar chubhte hain
Aankhen jo band na hoti hain,
Jab ashkon mein armaan girte hain


Bachpan se maine seekha hai
Sach ko jeevan mein apnana

Jab saach ki rah mein apne hon
Unpar kaise main waar karun?
Ye dariya kaisa mushkil hai
Ruk jaun ya main paar karun?

Hearts

Hearts are small little tender things,
Like those tiny duckling wings
To be kept in the soft of our palms,
Hugged around with both our arms
They were made in pairs by God himself
Then separated and wrapped in flesh
I felt some stabs bleeding afresh
right in the center of my soul
When tonight I tore up yours...

thokar..

aaj toot gayi aur haar gayi,

asha thak kar hai choor hui,

sir bhari hai, aankhen pathrayi,

ashkon ki nirmal dhar hui,

dheere se kadam jo uthte hain,

mano pathar bhar bhari hon,

nazren boondon ko dhundh rahin,

meelon tak raagistaanon mein

khud par hi jhunjhla baithi hun,

main khud se hi naraz hui...

Aloha..!!

As the blue of the sky shadowed over turquoise of the ocean,
the clouds grew whiter and denser;
They were more like icebergs,
condensed flakes of snow,
cotton balls stitched on to on a sheet of blue..

As we saw the outline of hills on the horizon,
the white and the orange merging into the redness of the settling sun,
it felt like something was settling within..

That this is the moment.. the moment to live..
and this is ours, one that no one can take away from us.
As if time and space stood still in eternity..

And thereafter,
it was azure for as far as eyes could see..

It was then I realized that we were about to land..
As the plane tilted towards the ground, it felt like I was sinking into the blue..

As we approached the land,
I could see small white dots which very soon grew to little squiggles
and then into the surfing white waves crashing into the green of the land

What looked so calm and halcyon from so far apart, wasn't so calm after all..

As those rising waves crashed onto the shore,
it was like all that was inside of me.. landed on to the rocks..
only to break off in pieces and come back to me..
So it could take new shapes. more massive than ever..

The time hadn't stopped after all
We were landing back into reality..

Dancing with the limp

You will lose someone you can’t live without,
your heart will be badly broken,
the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved.

But this is also the good news.

They live forever in your broken heart that doesn’t seal back up.

And you come through. It’s like having a broken leg that never...

heals perfectly—that still hurts

when the weather gets cold,

but you learn to dance with the limp..

My soul

There is one friend in the life
of each of us who seems not
a separate person,
however dear and beloved,
but an expansion,
an interpretation,
of one's self,
the very meaning of one's soul.

Where did I lose mine?

The sun and the sand..

As I bathe my hair in the golden rays,
I dig my toes deep in the tiniest grains;
As I watch these monsters of blue
wash off my tan;
I ain't want no shade,
I ain't like no rain;
I belong to the land,
of the sun and the sand..