A thought ...

The Universe is the Theater and the World it's Stage
My Thoughts are the actors and Life The Play

An Ode to The friend....

It is the warmth in my heart when every thing is cold,
It is the solace I have when every thing is sold
When it was forged, when it started to bind I don’t know
But the strength it gives is worth my soul

It is the light when I loose my way
It is the valium when my nerves are fray
Trust in it is like the hope on the sun during the dark
And the promise is unsaid but always lasts

It is silent at times and never judges
Whenever needed it never dodges
It is the pillar on which I can live my life
Because it says I care and will always be there

I know what it is and I know you understand it too
It is our friendship, nothing more true

Oh Yes !!

Well it has been some time since I last posted, another song to break the silence. The song can be typified as the "she" love songs we have in plenty.

disclaimer: The song has got nothing to do with the writer's personal life, any similarity comprehended is purely coincidental.

Oh, Yes !!

Has innocence but not simple

Is proud but not arrogant

Has confidence but not brash

She is never too rash….

Oh Yes!! She is the girl, I have been waiting for.

Oh Yes!! She is the one, I have been running for.

Oh Yes!! She is my friend and I am blessed.

Has a smile but not a laugh

Is a song but not a rhyme

Has attitude but not rude

She is never crude….

O

Has never broken or followed any rules

Cares like a mother and fights like a bull

Has a child within but is a woman too

There isn’t a thing she can’t do…

O

Has a light you can feel but never hold

Is demure but can be bold

Have eyes full of answers but questions too

She is an Angel and one day will fly through.

Raahi....

My first Hindi song... hope the Lyrics aren't too amateurish.
Raahi...
Rahi … akela na choro,
Rahi… ab na dil toro,
Raaahiii… Kahan chup gaye hoo..?
Raahi… ab haat na choro.

Akela mai jan raha tha,
Is dagar mein… haan is safar mein..
Tanha thaa… magar betaab na...
Sunsan raah thi…. magar mai pareshan na…

R

Tum kaun thi... mujhe pata na tha,
Pari ho … yaa dil ki kamin ho,
Humrahi Tum ho to…. koi gum na ho..
Kaash yeh safar…. Kabhi khatam na ho..

R

Yeh aandhi…. Yeh toofan kyoon..
Hume huye takrar kyoon…
Yaar gaye tum hume choor kyoon..
Teri raahn dekhoo main ….

R

Love, Forgiveness and Freedom

Free, we are free. Free from what? The country is celebrating Independence Day but I can’t.
Jammu and Kashmir is bleeding. My heart is bleeding. What am I free from, independent from?

Why is the situation in this state? Because we can’t forgive and let things go. Because whenever we give something we expect returns. The greatest emotional fulfillment takes place only when we give without expectation and when we forgive.

Giving without expectation may seem a non pragmatic notion today but it still exists. Just try it once, give something to someone without expecting anything; it need not be something big or important. Say you had thought about eating a toffee and had kept it apart; just give it to someone without thinking. Without expecting anything from the benefactor; not even a thank you or a smile. And you will feel immense pleasure filling up your heart at that precise moment.

The other day I was going to the post office. It was late morning; I had taken my bath and was dressed in fresh clothes. Few street urchins were playing and running around at a juncture on the road. They were squalid and one of them looked as if he had just come out of the drain running parallel to the street. Suddenly in the midst of their commotion, the dirtiest of them bumped into me and put some filth of his clothes and body onto mine. At that instant I was livid and felt like spanking the boy. But the boys nonchalantly continued with their game and gave me an impish smile when I looked at them. I forgave them. I felt a joy in my heart. Some may say it was not a big deal but I would like to point out that today we don’t even forgive our friends for trivial mistakes.

But have we ever thought what characterizes the human race?

It is forgiveness that makes us what we are. Without forgiveness, there would be no history. Without that hope, there would be no art, for every work of art is in some way an act of forgiveness. Without that dream, there would be no love, for each act of love is in some way a promise to forgive. We live on because we can love, and we love because we can forgive. --- Shantaram

To err is human to forgive is divine....

A post a day, keeps the frustration away....

Technology can rend, as well as sew... what it does..depends on you..

Neither Sindbad nor Starbuck ....

The sailor was on his way again
He had resolved last time, he won’t bear the pain
But he failed himself and ventured into the ocean
He had to in order to reach his destination.

He was sailing smoothly, the weather was great
But a Chimera made him fret
Then came the sudden gust of wind
And the ship lost rudder, compass and sail
And no way can now the imminent rescind.

What went wrong, he couldn’t fathom
Was it the ship he had chosen?
As it caused the Hell to be frozen
Or was it his Friend, his Mate
No, it was his Haste.

He is shipwrecked and will drown soon
He will be reborn again one afternoon
Because his journey to Itahaca is not complete
And his soul won’t rest till he finds his Zahir.

A Frienship day Post

I jumped, I had no choice
Had to take a chance, to hear my inner voice
For an Inspiration
To quench my thirst and creative inclination

I fell endlessly with Life in abeyance
Suddenly a hand, the eyes held me in a Trance
A friend, oh Yes... The Friend.