All that I feel, read and speak. Trying to condense some of the toughest life lessons into simple words. Relieving the magic of written expression and making peace with my mind.
Tuesday, 26 January 2021
my summer day
Monday, 21 December 2020
Waiting for the Light
Friday, 1 May 2020
लंबा इंतजार
कुछ लोग मौत से डरते है,
कुछ इसकी दुआ करते हैं।
कैसे कटेगी इतनी लंबी रात,
सूरज ढलने के बाद।
हर वक़्त तेरे इंतेज़ार में,
मैं चौकन्नी खड़ी हु।
जब आये तू दरवाजे पे,
मैं तैयार बैठी हु।
वक़्त की हरियाली में,
भूल गयी अपने बचपन के अंधेरे को।
भूल गयी थी मैं,
कि अंधेरे के साए में पली हु में।
बंद कमरे में क़ैद,
चीख़ने चिल्लाने से
अंधेरा दूर नही होता।
हमेशा अकेलेपन से दूर भागी हु मैं,
पर उसने मेरा साथ ना छोड़ा।
हर मोड़ पर, कब कहाँ दिख जाए
कब फिर से मेरा हाथ पकड़ले।
कभी कभी लगता है,
सदियां बीत गयी।
और कभी लगता है,
अभी तो ज़िन्दगी शुरू हुई थी।
ज्यादा हँसी से हमेशा से डरी हु,
कहीं छोड़ के ना चलि जाए।
खुली आँखों से सपने देखे
कि बंद आंखों से नमी ना निकल पाए।
अब तक जो तेरा साथ था,
बस उसका शुक्रिया।
दिन हो या रात,
बस आपका शुक्रिया।
Thursday, 30 January 2020
Too precious to me
These moments are too precious to me.
Each moment I spend with you
Is magic to me.
The places and people,
Your laughter and thrill
Is infectious to me.
I cry lest these moments are gone,
Forever trapped in my memories.
This life with you is
Too precious to me.
Like pearls in a necklace,
Each moment and laughter
Is dear to me.
It holds my life,
My being together.
This is what
binds you and me.
Each year,
I look forward to.
I know it brings in
new experiences for me.
Our love today is deep,
Deep like the oceans we see.
The emotions run
Deep within me.
These moments,
This life with you is
Too precious to me.
Wednesday, 18 December 2019
My country burns
Miles away my country burns there.
As I dream of making it big in a new city,
My old home is in shambles.
That's all I see afar.
Miles away, my friends gather in protests
Sweating in the heat, keeping the hope alive.
While I see the mockery of my country up here,
My country in shambles burns down there.
To see India shining again.
The youth of my land,
Is a lost cause.
Running away, fleeing for their lives,
Girls returning to their homes.
No place on Earth is safe for my brothers anymore.
No hope, no light, no place to call their own.
I see the hope fading.
As I sit afar,
Miles away my country burns.
Thursday, 10 October 2019
Antarctica
If I had been a bit healthier
If my job allowed I would go
Even I wasn't about to pop, I would go.
Dreams and wishes,
All tucked behind inside our minds.
Life catches on,
Dreams remain unopened.
Antarctica moves on.
But if destiny is meant to be,
It will light for me.
Any excuses won't stop me
Every mountain,
Rivers and seas
Every soil I am meant to touch upon,
Has my name written on.
My choice, my actions are a mirage.
I do what I'm meant to do.
And a mockery it is of me,
As I am trapped too.
The mirage broke over,
And out came the truth.
I'm one of them,
A slave of my destiny,
Antarctica, a beautiful place it is.
But I wasn't meant to be.
Saturday, 5 October 2019
Change is permanent
I always thought that as each generation passes on, the entire generation undergoes radical changes in it's thinking.
I thought since our ancestors were always so conservative, close-minded, careless and lacked consciousness that the current generation would be better. I thought that there will be a time one day when our thinking will be more sensitive, mindful, conscious of our actions and its impact on others and the surroundings.
Over the last few years, I have been quite disappointed with the knowledge that some things transcend across generations. Even in my age group or sometimes even younger, I see people not behaving responsibly, not being concious of the consequences of their actions. There are youngsters, millennials who still do not give environmental issues a second thought, do no recycle because they do not care to bother segregating the waste, feel entitled that since they are paying taxes, it is the responsibility of the government to do the dirty work for them on saving the environment. They do not drive responsibly despite being educated extensively on safe driving methods.
These youngsters will follow the same orthodox thinking in everyday lives. Their thoughts on religion will be radical, even if they don't say it as it is not politically correct but their actions will show it. Many still believe in caste segregation, think feminism is for women who want to dominate men and are quite rigid in their habits.
My biggest issue is when it comes to being concious of your actions and its impact on the environment. So many in our current generation of millennials, consume, produce and discard without giving a second glance to where the waste ends up. This realisation that nothing has changed over the generations, made me sad enough to write a blog on it.
There have been some positive changes as well. Even though a large part of millennials don't care for the consequences, the remaining ones care too much for the environment. They are living their lives with sustainability at its core. They are looking at reduce, reuse and recycle. They are the ones who learnt from the experiences of the previous generation and do not want to repeat the same mistakes, be it in environment, finances or relationships.
Hopefully, our future generations will radically shift in their thinking with each and every generation preceding them changing bit by bit.