Let them grow!!

From vacuous expressions,to lit up eyes

From earthy wishes to sky-high fives

From silent classes to chaotic bunch

From dearthy lunch to unpleasant crunch

From a noisy slum to a tranquil show

I have seen them grow

From child labour,to mute screams,

From scars unhealed,to strangled dreams

From tiny feet and burdened physique

I hope to see them grow

From childlike desires to aspirations gone by

From smoke in a dhaba to castles in the sky

From moments spent in vain and tears collected

I think they have grown

From despaired eyes to half held hands

From unsheltered roofs to ragged pants

From caliber hung to song unsung

I see them grow

From a to zee to nursery rhymes

From witty proposals to charming chimes

From talents loaned to skills finally honed

I see they have grown

From a lame student to being a mentor

From a gloomy silence to cheerful fervor

From blocked mind to outstreched arms

I have seen me grow

From a star lost in a night

From a bird frozen in mid-flight

From the horizon sailing out of sight

From a torch searching for some light

There is a lot in them to grow,

So please help them grow.

The theme of this post is not mine but the thoughts and words are completely mine.

And this post is dedicated to the underprivileged children i teach for an NGO.

An Ethereal Spirit

One night I heard a knock at my door

Who could it be I wasn’t so sure.

I opened the door and was filled with glee

The visitors ahead were no strangers to me.

I welcomed the guests with a fake smile

For I knew- might not I get any respite.

An air of suspicion crammed the space

My home was now a mysterious place.

Have you any clue who these visitors were?

My long lost desires- all who refused to blur

Travelled they long- from dawn to dusk

At last were here to brush off my mind laden with dust

Some desires filled me with great zest

For I knew they may soon manifest.

Some were buried deep in my heart

Since I nipped them in bud with a feeble dart.

For some desires I had, my heart still repents

Why I had them ever, I forever lament.

Some had grown in layers manifold

They cry in silence while I suffer and behold.

Died the few- their painful death

Left were only the memories and wreckage.

Some bygone desires resurfaced and floated in the heart

I smiled morbidly as I knew they soon will depart

Ready To Depart When they were,night turned into ethreal hours

I wrapped them in celstial coffin,on top of that sprinkled some flowers

Again they promised to visit my heart,when i refused to make them my integral part

In vain they pleaded on their knees,but it was time for them to rest in graveyard.

p.s. i am highly thankful to preety(tweenu) for designing this beautiful template for my blog,though it is still under construction,but i know she will modify n make it exactly as i want it to be :) Love ya tweeny :)

Words-eternally yours

I thought for the whole day,to see what all can i write..

A lil smthng tat would say just what was on my mind.

However there was not a single thought..

That captured my psyche..

For no one else would understand wat i'd like to write.

My hands itched to scribble ;

And then i felt what world would be without words..

Few dots dashes n few unfinished pictures.

I closed my eyes n what i see is beauty n rain..

And if there are no words thn hw will u express pain.

For a single word can paint thousand pictures..

When manipulated n shuffled these words tend to nurture.

When spoken in darkness they spread their own light..

Forms a canopy when thrown in searing sunshine.

Words here words there,words unspoken words unsaid..

Words of lose words of win,words of wisdom words of sin.

Without words will u be able to curse?

Without words how will u flirt.

Words stretch their arms when u want to cry..

They transforms into a melodious song to make you fly high.

Loving words,hating words..

Embracing words,deserting words.

In my mind words tremble..

Coz while words are mighty useful thy are also vry beautfl.

As i rest my pen on the paper whch was blank few minutes ago..

And look at the hands whch had an urge to type..

I see some alphabetic carvings in form of words..

Fulfilling my desire to write.

An aura of silver night

Cuddling my arms around my knees

I sat on the beach of an unanamed sea

Resting my chin on the joints..

Canvassing the silver night

Moonlight was shining bright,

Spreading a silvery light reflecting in the water,

The hush n rush of the swiftly flowing silver liquid

Transmuting ordianry water into mercuric metallic flow

Watching waves wash up the beach and washing out again

Taking away the sand beneath my feet.

In the sky

Moonlight romancing wid billions of stars

Spreading the silver luminance

Two brightly shining silver star

Spreading thr silver smile

Seemed to perform an angelic dance

Showering happiness n blessings

The clouds were broken wid silver rays

Covering the moon now n then

When clouds parted

The beauty of the night sky was made to appear

There was subdued heavy silence

Some dark feelings overshadowed me

Sudden gush of being drenched in dark silver flow

To wipe of the fear,tears,and the past grudges

To rejuvenate self,n be a new born

And then thr was beautfl silver rain pouring frm sky

Gazing my past,

The droplets falling on the fallen petals n leaves

That silver rain marked a new beginning

And filled life wid acoustic silver paint

I still sat drenched wid cuddled arms

Watching the new horizon

Witnessing the silver lining of clouds

Transforming into a golden ray.

It has been a year since i have been into blogging and my pace has been really slow bt i love it this way,

so here's a Big heartfelt thankyou on my 25th(silver) post to all my frenz who have been really supportive throughout n to all those too who came here read the post but didnt comment THANK YOU ALL..

:) :)

Wishes from my heart

This post is a dedication to my frst blogger fren HEMANTH..he was the frst one to hop to my blog n comment..so he ought to be special..n since he is going to tie the knots very soon so here are some lines straight frm my heart for him :P

Innocence is his jack
He is a masters of purity
Brighter then sunshine
Soothing as moonlight
Full of naughtiness
n oozes wid enthu
He is a full hatta katta gabru :P
Has millions of wellwishers
N always ready to absorb others tears
He is a Tall Dark Handsome hunk
Getting hooked in less thn a month..

Happiness is walking in his life with slow steady steps
He'll be tying the nuptial knot in stary stary nights

Wishing u a very very very happy married life dear..
hope we'll be frenz frever :)
Am i invited??? :) :)
p.s. my next post will be my 25th one..so it will all be full of silver color..

Phantom of memories

 

  He comes to you when you don't want him

  He whispers he touches u like a cold zephyr

  He is not dark not light,he is not death not life..

  He is filled with love..n fantasy..

  He is full of grief..n grudges..

  His romance is unlike anyother..

  His kiss is everlasting ,soft n tender.

  You long for him,want his presence..

  You hug him,embrace him n make him sense.

  You ask him to come,to be close,to make you happy..

  You yell at him,thrash him when ur unhappy .

  You hear his whispers,somwhr dowm ur mind..

  But he sounds nothing,n his rustles disappear wid wind.

  He is not a man ,nor a beast..

  He is not a saint,nor a feast.

  Then guess who he is? guess who??

  He remains with you till eternity

  n he is no one else thn your own PHANTOM OF MEMORIES

to read the hindi version of my post in tweenies own words plz click here dhundhla aks..a beautiful composition.

Missing You

You were on my mind when i woke up this morning remembering your smile i guess the next time i'll see your face will take a little while i was remembering your arms around me love the way they always feel warm with you by my side  i completely feel no harm i was remembering your voice makes my heart skip a beat but without you baby my whole body's weak i was remembering our times the good and the bad the funny times when you cheered me up  and especially the sad remembering your eyes how they always meet mine remembering all the little things you do  to make my life worthwhile i was wondering when we'll be together  just us few i guess i'm missing you more than i usually do This post is dedicated to all my cousins who left back n brthr who cudnt make it for the family function..n also to few of my blogger frenz who are far away and few who r missing frm blogosphere:)

An angel in disguise

Im glad to inform that the else part which was under construction has been successfully completed
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Blessing from god,in the form of an angelic figure..
Figure which makes family complete and causes ur energy to trigger.

The chan-chan of the anklet,from those tiny feets..
Those lovely dresses and the spell binding speech.

The barbie dolls and the kitchen sets.
Those pony tails and the care for the pets.

Fights with sibling simply as a routine..
Giving a reason he/she used my pantene.

Folded sleeves and skirts getting shorter..
Topping the class and proving self smarter.

Nail colors,lipsticks and the mascaras

Tomboyish,boisterous and voo maara..


Shopping,bargaining and the 1rs.fight
Jwellery,gossips and the envy sights

Tolerating wild stares,taunts and obscenity
Giving slaps,sandals and maintaining dignity

Little concerns gives her tears..
N those strong shoulders,to hide ur fears.

Those struggles,and the fight for equality..
Lots of patience and 1000's of qualities

First crush,first love,first kiss..
The first last crush,the first last love,the first last kiss.

Loosing the loved one,wat an irony.
Shedding tears its her tyranny

Dillema to accept or reject a proposal,
Lots of thoughts for not hurting an individual.


Garlands,marriage n the stomach butterflies..
Strange feeling on entering new life.

Pearl in eyes for parting with parents..
Maintaining firmly the delicate relations.

Warmth of being in honey's arms..
Cooking delicacies to make him charm.

The surreal beautiful moonlight night..
On the beach and hubbies starlight eyes.

Waiting anxiously for betterhalfes return..
Giving the good news..n getting a tight hug in refund.

Homemaker,working or super model..
managing each role with equal moral.

Love,affection,care..
These are the synonyms of her.
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Wishing all you mothers a happy mother's day..n always remember that
"A son is a son till he gets his wife,a daughter is a daughter till the end of life."
*wink *wink :)

TEARS-an autobiography

I visit u very often..
causing choked throats n your voice softens.

No one was there to stop me from reaching ur beautiful eyes..
But wait there was more,something more than ur empty eyes.

But just what it was i could not tell..
And yet, I sensed that all was not well.

My spirit was troubled n i felt to shout..
Too long i have been captive,please let me out!.

There in the darkness I struggled to see..
Trying to grasp what was stopping me.

I told to myself that i am tough and strong..
But a voice spoke softly tat's where ur wrong.

"You tell yourself, 'I can handle it all..
'No matter what happens, I must stand tall.'

"Let go of your pride and admit that you cry..
Coz i am the witness so dont u ever shy.

Just shut your eyes tightly n let me fall down..
I'll roll down your cheeks,n make you calm n sound.

I know that no longer would I be the same,as u weep..
I'll come and go but then there will be peace.

So dont hesitate to call me again..
Coz i'll find my way even if there is no rain.

I'll come running to fill your eyes for years...
N people will say tat u have eyes full of TEARS.

Journey of a boy..

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First glimpse of god's ultimate creation,
the sensation of own blood,n bowing head in admiration..

The sweet smile..n pearly eyes,
those soft nails,and tightly clutched fives..

The finger and the sign languages,
mum for water and those giggles driving u to seat edges..

Crawling in mud,n catching small insects,
holding a pen n scribbling,with grandpa's specs..

Uttering the first word..n taking the first step,
falling down and stretching arms in distress..

Pulling up the pants..n wiping nose with shirts cuff,
hitting a six and making a buzz..

School days..the happy ways,
the basketball court n heated debates..

Oily hairs replaced with zataks and brylcream,
tying tie low n getting in mainstream..

Guitar strings..n hang outs in ccd's,
those endless chats..n falunting bikes in morning breeze..

The peculiar flirting,as if gals don't understand,
the gifts n chocolates and those spontaneous errands..

The farewell,the music n the attractive sherwaani.
swanking the suit as if its Armaani..

The struggles..and long walks on pavement
watching the dreams go real causing the upliftment..

Selection in best college,
those fest,fiesta's n endless knowledge..

Shivers on arrival of companies for placement,
those tears,celebrations and in within arguments..

The thumping of heart on first serious proposal,
those sleepless nights and getting emotional..

The reddening n blushing,on proposals consent,
a feeling of pride on being independent..

The work stress,the deadlines, n those random journeys,
the dearth of sleep,n visiting the refineries..

Dedicating the first salary check to parents,
more blessings and graces from the heaven..

The engagement,the rituals,
those late night calls,and the nuptials..

Those witty acts on honeymoon,
wooing the better-half under full moon..

The loans n insurance policies,
those provident fund and no holidays..

Hearing the good news..from wife,
the 9 months seeming to be whole life..
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Good Day!

contemptuous demeanour

My last post was a terrible disaster..i fumbled..bumbled..n i mucked up with my post..but i am overwhelmed with the comments i received despite of such blunders.
Thank you all for your support..n i will try to improve,as there are some well wishers who always guide me n point out the mistakes i commit,so that i could rectify them in future..love u all..
moving on..
About a week ago i came across one of the various turpitude of modern society,an incident a highly disgraceful one..
As i was entering a food joint with a friend of mine,we discovered that a bunch of guys being dragged out by the security guards..on inquiring about the incident we found out that those guys (dressed neatly and seemed to belong from a good family) were caught taking pics of girls present there n were passing lewd comments..
when a couple raised an objection to it the security guards came into action..n those reprobates were kicked out.
Often,girls are considered to be a soft target..tender,delicate,sophisticated and sensitive are some far-famed words to describe the fairer sex..but do not misconstrue us,with such predefined words because when time demands we can even be bold,strong,audacious and assertive..
Just because of few such creatures the whole of the male community is doubted n looked down on by girls..it becomes harder for us to trust the same..
The degree of obscenity sometimes exceeds the limit,quite expected from the illiterates..but when attempted by guys hailing from a literate background..it seems unbelievable!
God has created two species in human kind..so they both have liberty to access n lead their life their way,but the fairer sex can not do so because time n again they are targeted by such indecent acts..
I have come across few girls who lock themselves up in their abode,because they are afraid of such incidents..n they are preoccupied with notions that the same would happen to them,yes it can happen to them or to any1..but shutting yourself is not the option..this may lead such creatures to sit on your head n will motivate them to go ahead n continue there obscenity..if u really want to teach them a lesson then move out of your shadow n show them that you r not weak..u have the courage to face them n give them the desired answer as and when required..
"Courage is not the absence of fear. It is going forward with the face of fear."
Washing girls foot in navaratra,n making them an object of worship is not what is needed..i am not against these rituals,but what i feel is Women need to be respected,and guys who don't respect women,are like cold blooded animals..
You may find a group of guys hanging around in pubs,restaurants at late night..but if u find a girl she would be accompanied by her guy,family,or in group along with her male counterparts..u will rarely find a group of girls hanging out so late,reason there are drunkards and lustful eyes all over looking for their prey,peeping from behind the poles,in the corridors,on the streets,on bikes or maybe in luxurious cars..
No one can be there to escort u all the time..its u who has to protect yourself,from the devils and from the evils.
so don't hide from such incidents..if it happened to a girl next to u it can happen to u too..Preparing yourself is better than repenting later..
I wish this world could be a safer place to live so that a mother sitting miles away from her daughter does not have to fear for her daughter to return back from work safely..
I am not of an anti-male opinion..because i know all the guys are not the same,some are better,some are good,and some are the best..
but the leftover are "awful"..so,not only girls but even guys need to beware of such awful creatures because they are not only ruining us but they are also ruining your whole community..
"Life on the planet is born of woman".so,respect them n give them there due credit.

unwanted child

You are the biggest looser,just good for nothing,someone shouted at the top of his/her voice,she turned around in an enigma coz there was no one else in the room except her,then who could it be..she heard the same voice once again n this time she made no mistake in realizing that it was the voice of her inner conscience..
She sat by the window looking at the sky..
The moon was high,n stars were scattered all ovr the sky..
She reminisced her past..to find out where did she go wrong..or was she herself the soul reason behind her failures..
When her presence was felt in her mother’s womb,
Mother went to the doc to get the blooming bud aborted,as she was already blessed with three bright sons..and one more child in this exorbitantly priced environment would have proved to be a burden on her happy family..little did she know that it was a boy or a girl..
But destiny plays its game,docs denied for nipping the bud as it was too late..
Father was desperate for a daughter,n his wish was granted by the arrival of a daughter..“three sons brighter than sun,n a daughter prettier than moon,oh my love,how to tell u what you have given me”
No one knew what the future had in store for this little princess..the brothers were blossoming n spreading diverse fragrance,which was a sigh of delight for her..but what bout her?? despite being loved by everyone she knew the fact that she was not as good as her brothers in any respect......but its rightly said , where the foundation is unstable there is always a danger for the building to collapse.. but was it her fault??she was not the founder of her own self..wen she was young..she was like a wet clay..which could be molded in any form..bt the mold chosen for her ws deformed..
she was unable to explain it to the whole world that all are not the same… so she secluded herself from others..she was invisible coz no one ever wanted to see her,she was different,different from the rest,so they ignored her..she saw them laugh she saw them cry but she was never a part of them..coz she didn’t met their stature,she too cried,cried in dark,and in falls where no one cud see her…
every time she tried to come up..she was overpowered,and humiliated..she was crawling,crawling at her own pace..n every time she fell she had to start it from scratch..
she hated the sigh of sympathy n pity for her in others eyes..she wanted to break free n shout,shout as much as possible but she couldn’t do so..becoz she was living in a respectable society..
she stood all alone with stretched arms wanting others to accept her..to accept her as she is..
she knew she have to resurrect herself..she cant let her failures overshadow her existence..the best way she found to do so was, to stop expecting from herself..coz expectations hurts.She was determined to be her own creator now..so wat if thousands of failures come her way..she had the courage to face it with humility..
she still sat by the window looking at the sky,
the cool breeze brushed of her cheeks letting her hairs to fly..
a drop of tear rolled down her eyes,saying that her past is over..
and this time she saw the new horizon,spreading its hue all over..

friend

Whether the day is good or bad..
Whether im feeling hapy or sad,
You magnify my happiness,
When I am feeling glad;
You help to bring back the smile,
Whenever I am feeling sad.
You act as a canopy,
From life’s frequent storm;
Like a comfortable blanket,
You keep me cozy, safe and warm.
You’re a light in the window,
When everything’s grey;
You’re a trip to the circus,
A picnic in the day.
Like a bright, sunny summer,
You are joy without end;
You are precious to me,
And I am happy to have u as a friend
You are a pleasure in my life,
I hope that you can see;
How meaningful your friendship is,
You’re a total joy to me.

This post is dedicated to all the amazing friends I have in my life..n to all my blogger friends..
Keep smiling! and
Thanx for being there..