She

She has been wearing black for long!

The seasons have changed,

The hairs have grayed,

Dances denied,

Rules not defied,

Desires thwarted,

A trot, a hop, a skip,

Bring the colours out,

She has been wearing black too long!!

She wore colours once,

Ribbons and flowers adorned her,

Laughter ruled,

Carefree was existence,

Strong arms to break the fall,

Soft shoulders to rest on,

A tender touch to allay fears,

She was a daughter once,

She wore colours once!!

She graced the floor long ago,

With elegance she waltzed,

Hearts set racing,

Songs sung to serenade,

A shy smile,

A sly glance,

Holding hands, promises made,

Dazzling white and Vows exchanged,

She graced the floor long ago!!

Swish...

sharp n cold, swish n thrust;
small n fast, swish n fire;
long n hard, swish n hit;
wet n warm, swish n blood;
sad n cold, swish n die!!

A dream!!

I spun them off hope,
I weaved them with passion,
I designed what you call…
A dream!!
I spent sleepless nights at it,
I worked days on end for it,
I built what you call…
A dream!!
I had faith in God for it,
I had believed I’d live it,
I prayed for what you call…
A dream!!

Gust of wind blew it apart,
Storm brewed and tossed it away,
Scattered lay what you call…
A dream!!
Torn to shreds it lay,
With lost identity it lay,
It was what you call…
A dream!!
The chances of growth thwarted,
The avenue if hope closed,
Fate played with what you call…
A dream!!

And yet faith glimmers,
And so does hope,
To rebuild what you call…
A dream!!
Different Avenue it might walk,
Stronger fabric it might weave,
But rise it will, what you call…
A dream!!
Passion will rebuild it,
Hope will support it,
Perseverance will sustain it,
Belief will bring it to existence,
What you call…
A dream!!

Duur digonter paare (Far beyond the horizon!!)

Duur Digont'er Paare......

Chole jete chay je mon,

Duur digonto paar kono ek jaygay

Je jaygay roy mor aponjon,

Jekhane nei bedona, trishna,

Nei jekhane bishader rekha, dukhher megh,

Nei jekhane kono nishohayer chitkar,

Nei jekhane irsha, dwesh,

Jekhane nei karur nishthurota,

Achhe kebol pobitra, komol, sheetol shanti

Aar ek chhaya!!

Shei chhaya, je chhaya'r swapno dekhechhe oneke,

Kintu peyechhe koyeke,

Shei chhaya, jar ashroye notun bichar ney jonmo,

Shei chhaya, jar kol theke udoy hoy ek notun projonmo,

Ei chhaya aar shanti somayeto je jayga,

Shei jaygai mor lokhhyo jar proti agrohi aami!!

Duur digont'er pare he bondhu,

Shottyo bolo, achhe ki ei jaygay?

Naki ei keboli ek prohelika,

Jar jonyo jibon oneke korechhe britha,

Shotti achhe ki ei jayga,

Duur digonter paare!!!

This poem happens to be first attempt at trying out poems in Bengali. Written way back in January 2000, I consider this to be a very childish creation. I'll translate it in english for I'd like to know your views on this.

Far Beyond the Horizon.......

The mind wants to wander,

To place far beyond the horizon,

Where my dear ones who live,

Where there is no pain no thirst,

Where there is no sign of vengeance, or clouds of sorrow,

Where there's no cries of pain,

Nor the shrieks of the helpless,

Where there's no jealousy,

Nor is there hatred,

Where there's nothing but peace...

and a strange shadow!!

A shadow dreamt of by many,

But then few have found it.

A shadow which gives birth to new ideas,

Birth to a new generation, renaissance.

It's such a land of peace and such shadow,

That is my goal seek... that which I seek!!

Far beyond the horizon, dear friend,

tell me truly, is there such a land?

Or is it just a mirage,

For which lives a-many have been wasted!!

Is there really such a land,

Far beyond the horizon???

Cheerio!!!!!

A ride alone!!

A long ride it has been,

Travelling on lonely roads,

Sleeping on dusty floors,

Walking through scary forests,

Facing the dark nights,

Braving the gales,

The sun beating down over the head,

The storms throwing plans astray,

Shadows being cast by dark clouds,

The rains drenching the mind and body,

For good at times... but then...

Notoriety cannot be far behind.

Walked though ghostly towns,

The haunted soul seeping in me,

Filling the heart with unknown dread...

Rode through lonely corners,

Watching a single mother,

Laying out clothes to dry,

I smiled at the simple existence.

Braving the darkest of night,

In the deserts I saw the departed,

Lying without honour,

I prayed for their soul.

And then I saw a garden,

People celebrating life,

Children playing with glee,

I laughed along too...

I'm alive...

And then I moved on...

To find more such..

The ones who celebrate

Despite all odds..

And make us the wanderers

Stop and smile..

A welcome break..

A drop of salvation..

In this ride..

A ride alone!!

Hey that's mine!!!!!

Hmmm...... Well.... The reason for such a weird title would be explained in the next few lines so don't raise an eyebrow.

Copyright or creative rights to something which you've created painstakingly or through a moment of brilliance is of absolute necessity. Oft, we post on this world wide web, work or write up which are entirely our own. How would you feel if someone ripped it off you and passed it off as his/her own?? Totally miffed... umm... livid?? Well, I for one would be ready to rip that person's head off!!

Now, this is exactly the tragedy faced by a fellow blogger Cuckoo. Please read her latest post : Copyright ? Plagiarism ? What is that ?

One such plagiarised poem is this one: Bas Aur nahi.

Now, posted in May, in comes Mr. smarty pants Nishant Paul with this one: Bas Aur nahi.

Read compare and then let me know what you think.

This is simply outrageous!!!!!

Oh, btw, in response to Cuckoo's poem bas aur nahi... I had a reply too.. and now going through it again I realised, it really is good.. :D... so publishing it here for your read... do go through it...

filhaal rehne do un mulakato ab,

ke dil ke zakhm aaj bhi na bhare hai,

roz aankhen band to hoti hai ab,

par neend ke kadam unme nahi bhatakte hai,

parchhai se kyu na jaane darte hai ab,

khauff to shaayad ab zindagi se bhi hai......

kuch waqt ke saaye mein rehne do....

rehne do un mulaqato ko ab.... filhaal!!

Translation:

The meetings.. let them be for now,

For the wounds of the heart are yet to heal....

The eyes do close e'ry night,

But sleep seldom does wander in there,

Even the shadows give a scare now,

When fear becomes of Life too...

Now let me heal in the shadows of time...

Please, let the meetings be... for time being!!!

Moments in despair

Lonely nights wrapped in a shroud of darkness,

A sinking feeling making the dread rise,

Suffocated with despair felt in a strangeness,

Unknown sensations cloud the thoughts,

Wandering through a myriad of emotions,

Staring into the void full of doubts,

Shaken to the core unsure of the self,

Tears streaking being so helpless,

Frustrated at the sheer mockery,

Cheated by the one who was close,

Hurt by the emotions cherished the most,

Tossed aside by the dearest person,

Broken hearted and shaken to the core,

On those steps sat a lover found only in folk lore.

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But then reality is stranger than fiction!!

Standing Silently!!

And there she was,

standing silently over yonder hills,

staring into the open sky,

and smiling secretly at the treasure,

she would now own,

Though the breeze kissed her softly,

she didn't yield to it's touch,

she smiled softly in return,

the unspoken feelings rising through,

a heart full of dreams,

and a mind willing to wander,

that's how she was today,

standing silently over yonder hills.

Questions..........

Was this supposed to be a battle??

If it was, was I meant to be a warrior??

Was it really supposed to last this long??

Or was it never supposed be my battle??

Or is it that I am just trying too hard??

Should I call it a day now??

Having come this far, should I surge forth with all might??

Am I getting tired??

If not then, why does it seem to steep a climb??

Why is it that the smile is fading??

Why is that I want to rest??

Why is it that the destination is so unclear??

Why does the fog intensify everyday??

I can't move, can someone help me??

How long do I have to go on??

Why do I despair now??

Why does my spirit betray me, when I need it the most??

Why am I submerged in this sea of questions??

Questions............

Done Wrong??

The clouds always come in
Promising rain on a barren land
But instead,
Cause a storm hitherto unseen.
She looked up at the sky,
The sun blazing down on her,
Wondering when would
The skies open up....
And drench her to the core
And may be hide her tears!!
She stared into the unseen
A heart full of Desires...
Yet to be realised
And a hope that refuses to die.
They say,
"Wish with a true heart,
And your dreams will come true".
Isn't that's what she had been doing?
Then why doesn't it rain?
What has she done wrong??

But forever!!

Looking out into the open valley

I can see the clouds form across the sky

Fear grips my heart,

Pray, fear not!

It wouldn't be for me,

For little do i care about that,

As long as you are safe.

And now I see you gripped

In a multitude of adversities

I see you fighting

Far across the valley

Never once flinching

Never once failing

Strong as you are

I still feel compelled to rush to you,

Though I know it's your fight,

And should I be,

I have to be there in the end,

To take you back,

Where you belong,

And shield you from further blows....

I want to do that now....

And not for this moment....

But forever!!

I'll Remember!!

I know you are going to walk out of that door,
I know you'll never turn back,
I know what we shared can never be relived,
I know what we said can't be said again.
But I'll remember it all..........
I'll remember your smile,
I'll remember you dancing eyes, when you laughed,
I'll remember the tremors in your voice, when I breathed close to you,
I'll remember the pace of your heart, when I felt you for the first time,
I'll remember everything about you....
Your laughter, you tears,
Your anger,your calm,
Your joy,your sorrow,
I'll also remember your parting gift,
I'll remember your last smile...........
Your Last Kiss!!

The Little White Flower ~~~~ a remembrance

This piece dedicated to a dear friend of mine "Shreeja Nair" whose untimely demise(26th May, 2007) is being mourned by her family and friends. May her soul rest in peace.

and a gust of wind came

and blew her away.....

and left her fragrance lingering in the air....

her sweet charm which enchanted many,

is still felt in the passages of time

gone by but cherished still.

her sway in the breeze

would make you smile,

and i can see you smile,

as the remembrance sweeps your senses.....

cherish them all for she brought you joy,

she made you smile,

gave you a reason to be happy,

for a few moments.....

smile and celebrate life in her memory

for that was her motto....

the little white flower that she was....

the little naughty friend that she remains!!

I have disabled the comments for this one, I hope the reason would be well understood. The C-box is there should you feel compelled to say something.

The Monster of Vengeance

As I stand here on the edge of this cliff,

I stare at the monster below,

rearing it's ugly head,threatening to engulf me in it's pit.

I turn around to walk away,

for I like the monster banished from my sight,

but i still hear its roars,it's angry!!

I fear it's emergence for it's the devil incarnate....

I fear it's anger for it can only be controlled by one....

I fear it's strength, for it had possessed me once....

I had fought to save my sanity....

had banished it to the depths of my mind...

locked it away, as it burned in the fire...

the fire unleashed by the angel in me....

I find the angel in anguish today...

It stands wounded like before...

And the monster wants to break free...

to avenge the angel's hurt....

just like it had done before....

in a time hard to be forgotten,

I had controlled it.....

how do I do so now??

For the angel is pain....

The tears keep burning its eyes....

And the wounds never stop bleeding.

This crossroad I hate

for I dunno what is to be done....

How do I heal my angel??

How do I control this monster of vengeance.......

Ijaazat (Permission) -- An Incomplete Story!!

Yes, this is an incomplete story..... And till date I'm yet to figure out how to go ahead with this. SO all you people out there... I'm waiting for your suggestions!!

Agar tum ijazaat do to,
Phir tumhare sapno se tarashu,
Koi naya Taj Mahal;
Sile hotho se tumhare ,
Chura lu koi nayi gazal;
Nashile un nigaho se,
Chalka du phir madhoshi ka vo jaam;
Agar tum keh do to,
Phir se likhu pyaar ka,
Koi naya paigam;
Chand ko mei phir se bulao,
Aur savaru tumhe.
Agar tum hidayat do to,
Mei tumhe phirse vahi,
Geet sunau;
Mei phirse tumhe apna,
Pyaar jatau.
Agar tum ijazaat do to.










Hi there,
I wonder what made you read this far. Probably u found the text at the start of this page quite intriguing. Well I really can’t say much abt that coz I wrote that myself. But then this page and whatever is going to be written in the next few pages is going to be written by me. The setting of my story is a beautiful evening in the “City of Joy”. For the uninitiated I’m talking abt Kolkata, erstwhile Calcutta. Our story revolves around two people who despite having once shared a deep love for each other have in the course of years forgotten how it really was to feel for, and pine for each others love. It reflects what a fast paced life, engrossed in a career can do to your relationships. It’s a story abt us, the new age individuals who have forgotten the meaning of being human. Well enough said abt the story. I can see u r getting impatient over there. Let’s read and find out how much do we identify ourselves with them? Where does that one evening take them? Is that evening going to come in our lives too? Read on…..

(to be continued....)

One day!!

This particular piece came about into its existence whilst I was formulating a suitable reply at a particular, where I believe the theme was very much the same.

As I stare out into the blue skies....
And feel teh green grass beneath my feet....
I long for her presence right next me....
To savour this moment that I have here with me....
But alas! I dunno should that day ever come....
For she's a dream.....
A dream I hope that shall be....
One day!!

The Lady Within Me

An Ode to .................
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She is the lady I dream of when I sleep....
She is the lady I talk when I need to....
She is the lady who drives my conscience...
She is the lady who sings the song I love...
She is the lady who irritates me yet loves me.....
She is the lady I long for all through the day.....
She is the lady I embrace when I want to be myself.....
She is the lady who takes me for what I am......
She is the lady who knows me inside out....
She is the lady I can always rely on....
She is the lady I always care for.....
She is the lady who makes me smile at her antics.......
She is the lady who drives me crazy with her simple words......
She is the lady I hate to love and love to hate.........
She is my soul mate.......
She is................
The lady within me!!

A few more of the shayaris!!

उनकी झुकी पलकों में कोई तो सुनेहरा सपना है...........
उनके दबे होंठों में कोई तो महका राज़ है..............
आज उन पलकों में हम ज़रूर सिमट जायेंगे...........
उनके होंठों पे सदा के लिए एक गीत बन जायेंगे

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गुज़र चुके है वोह पल, जब लड़कपन में जीना होता था,
शामियाना लगती थी, दिल खुश होता था;
थिरकते वोह पल अब यादें बन गयी है,
कैसे भूले उन्हें, मदहोश तो आज भी है

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What if.......................

There are times when the mind wanders off into the unknown and often asks some questions for which we probably don't have any answer............. I've tried to jot down a few of them here...... Tell me what you think about them??
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Sometimes I sit back on my chair and wonder,
What if......................
What if we didn't have to work everyday for a living?
What if we never had to sleep?
What if we didn't have to stop by and say I'm hungry?
What if we all knew how to sing?
What if we had loads of time to stare at nature?
What if we always got what we wanted?
What if we always fell in love with right person?
What if we always got to marry the person we love?
What if we lived in a world upside down?
What if we were not separtate entities like guys and gals?
What if we never had to follow Newton's law?
What if the apple had never fallen from teh tree with Newton around?
What if Edison never discovered the bulb?
What if Bell had never invented the telephone?
What if we didn't know what we know?
What if life was not so full of lies and deceit?
What if......................
What if I stopped thinking for a day ??
What if......................

A few attempts at the delicate art of shayari!!

Here I'll try to put up my half baked attempts at the delicate art of shayari. You may like it, you may not, but do let me know what you think of it!! And yeah, I'll be updating it regularly!! :)

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muddate guzar jaye par yeh nigahe unhi ki intezaar karengi......
kaise bhulenge unhe, jab mehmaan banke woh roz aati rahengi!!

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aaj waqt ki nazaakat ki kuch aisi hai, ke lafz aaj khul na paayenge.....
jin aankhon mein kabhi hum zindagi dekhte the, woh abhi humein na dekh paayenge!!

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zindagi mein khudgarz hona humne na seekha,
dosto ke khatir jaan lutana hi hia seekha,
parwah to hum unki karte hai, jinpe qurbaan ho jaaye,
jaan to hum un pe dete hai, jo humari jaan ban jaaye!!

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ashko se zindagi ko seecha hai humne,
dard se rishta kabhi toda na humne,
bewaafai se ab kya kahe, yaari khub nibhai hai usne,
jab koi nahi tha, to inhi ka saath paaya humne!!

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