The world we have created is a product of our thinking; it cannot be changed without changing our thinking. -Albert Einstein

Sunday 24 June 2012


Again a long sleepless night,your thoughts lingering in my mind.....
Again that restless attempt to stop myself from thinking about you....
Again that desperation, that desire to get back something lost,lost long back...
Again those teary eyes, gazing the moon,remembering the times together.
Once again.....that dreaded nightmare,your image coming alive....
Your voice in my ears,first faint,then becoming louder and louder....
Again,your everlasting memories surfacing up,in that seemingly never ending lonely dark night....

Sunday 17 June 2012

जी चाहता है इस वक्त को यूँ थाम लूं 
 बारिश की फिसलती बून्दूं का पैगाम दूं 
है हर समय अनमोल ,कुछ अछा कुछ बुरा , जीयो हर एक पल  
क्यूंकि ऐसा न हो कि तुम्हे फिर याद आये बीता कल 
लहरो की बेताबी को खुद में समा लो 
भूलो हर ग़म ,ख़ुशी को अपना  बना लो 
मिलना और बिचादना तोह है नियति का खेल 
कितना अजीब  इत्तेफाक है हमारा मेल 
जी चाहता है ,कि हर डर को पार कर लूँ 
तुम्हारे चेहरे कि मुस्कान एक बार फिर गुलज़ार कर दूं 
है तुमसे कुछ नाता ज़रूर ,पर इस रिशते को में  आखीर क्या नाम दूं .......










Friday 15 June 2012

I don't know why......

At age 78, she can still amaze with her childlike enthusiasm towards life .. Nani!

Those tender eyes ,those wrinkled lines
Those completly white locks of hair,and your  flawless  flair
Your never sinking spirit of life, your readiness for every strife
Your wise talks yet the hidden innocence that lies in them sometimes
That shine on your face on seeing the ones you love, that eagerness, that concern
Your telling us stories of Little mermaid under the moonlit sky,and  the next day’s wonderful breakfast you made,your forcing us to take bath before we ate and the hue and cry
I remember your effort and frustration of trying to teach me knitting ending up in vain
The smell of the mysore sandal powder in your house,your firmness yet no pain
That sublime and unconditional  love of yours which I always feel,though I never say,I don’t know why.
Growing up and staying busy,never made me to forget missing you when you are not around,
I always feel your warmth,once in a while....but all I can say is I just don't express,I don’t know why.....