कुछ सपने अनजान …

कुछ बेबस, परेशान !

कुछ चंचल ,कोमल,

कुछ शीतल ,कुछ निर्भय ,कुछ निराकार….!!!

आते है हर राह पर बनकर जो अपना ,

चाहती हु बना लू हर सपना अपना !

उलझे रहे क्यों न !

क्यों न बिखरे पड़े कभी युही बेपरवाह ,

बनाकर एक सच्चा साथी हर मोड़ ,हर दिशा …

जब करवट बदलती रहे सच्ची दुनिया

देखू तुम्हे बंद आँखों से…

निद्रा में डूबी कुछ ख्वाब …

तितली जहा रंग बिखेरे बनकर रंगोली जीवन की !

जो कुछ पल ही जीते है विभिन रंगों में सवरती!

देखू फूलो को खिलते…

खुशबु महकाती मेरे ख्वाबो में…

बस अब सुबह की बेला महक उठी हो ठीक मेरे सपनो सा !

हर ख्वाब अनजान सही

थाम लू उन्हें अपने बाहों मै

जो सचाई से भी ज्यादा लगे अपना !!!

 Ek Parchayi…

 Adbhud, anjani se…

Parde ke bhitar chupthi,

Mitti ke dhool me simti parchayiya!

Har  raah  par  tanha hai kya….

Apne  sang  chupthi, dhoolthi, chupchaap simthi rehthi hai kya?

Pal pal  mujhse dor bhagthi meri parchayiya.

Pal pal mera peecha karti kabhi parchayiya.

Kyo mere saath rehti hai,

Yuhi chupchaap yeh adbhud anjani se parcahyiya!!!

    
    May it happen that in the crowds…yet u see only one face?

    In rush, of life can only feel one voice!

    In the morning rays u can see only a single shadow!

    In each step, in every knock through passage of time!

    Every rhythm of life, u hears only one music a similar tone!

    Each walk ahead…there seem only one step taken with u, in the crowd!

    Dancing, walking, holding each moment precious, singing merrily,

    Talking, sharing varied thought s and mood…..happy &sad!

    Passing like a breeze ….one and only one unknown or known to us now—–

    A Face in the crowd!

     A Voice in the crowd!

    A moment, a feeling, a jolt, a hold, a touch of joy and trust at time…

    As I walk briskly holding the face I have known in the crowd!

Stillness…can we find the beauty of stillness…..?

Can we name it?

Steady, silent, unbreakable, untouchable…..

Husky, secretive, mystic, mysterious……

The still Nature ….steady, immovable, immortal…..!

Breathes life s best….!

The still Sky above …drawing a curtain of hope in the air…

Birds chirping endlessly …melodious and rare…!..

Oh! The music fills the land …mystic &so true!

The still mountains, so proud  ….wide…..can we climb the heights and touch the sky above!

The still water…makes u chill ….at the calm composure, so silent and transparent!

The garden filled with flowers, lily, roses, tulip, iris, sunflower, jasmine, lavenders….Fills each day with a divine fragrance in the air!

Happy to be mortal…living   a short life of beauty and true elegance!

Human beings…………….listens to the silence of the sea…thunders in the rainy storm…raindrops flowing with a stillness undefined!

We listen to sounds which fills the life….dancing to the tune of fun and gaiety!

We listen to babies cry…we listen at times at our own internal cry…….!

Hush! Silence fill the air…as our soul meets the life in its vastness and mysteries!

The noise of the dark forest…..crickets chirping in the stillness of the night!

I love the stillness…more than any form of noisy clutter….!

As we sip the morning tea the cluttering of the cups fill the air…with the sun shine’s still rays on us..!

Oh! How I wish to sleep in the stillness of our land…getting lost, invisible, immovable, powerful, living and breathing life’s mystic stillness!

Ek shor

Kitni anjani si

Ek door kis taraf hai Keechi

Apno ki taraf ya koyi anjane ki taraf

Ek shor phir suni gayi

Bahut  bheed mai  Kitni pahchani lagi

Dil kitni komal aur ek paheli

Phir shor ne jagaya mujhe mere har yandon se
Itni shor beparva…..koyi aur tho nahi ?
Shayad meri hi antarik awaaz hai wah!
Humne  jo inka naam diya hai——–‘SANNATA’

kitna shor kiya karti hai aksar-hamari khamoshi!

Jo keval hum sun pate hai koyi aur nahi!

Har sanse bholti hai kuch Anginat kahani!

Apni hi sanse rokthi hai mere jubani…

Aur hum kho jaya karte hai ek Adbhud shor mai,jo hai——

Ek Sannata…..karti rahe shor  Bhayanak shor!

Few thoughts to ponder

Few moments to surrender

Few ideas penned

Few faces unveiled

Few voices howled, some sang a merry song

Few steps stumbled, few steps a cake walk

Few takes need to alwz retake

Few shots meant to follow or fail

Few memories can’t name them as many, can’t capture and resemble to me as very similar

Few colours matching to tones

Many a breadth lost

Many a flowers blossomed and died

Many a sunshine passed and faded away

Many …many and many more…..

What remained to me are few, very few moments, faces, time, ways, and paths to follow !

Which seem to me the best?

And I stand and bow down to all the time

Which faded away…?

Faded away for good!

Twinkling stars…sparkling moon lights

Few moments give no reason to rejoice!

In a rainy day…where we see a paper boat sailing in the flooded drain

Still it makes a reason to smile!

In a hot summer afternoon…tired &sweating…while at sudden we feel a light breeze passing our way…

We find a way to relax!

Winter morning while we feel the cold

The simple humble sun touches our soul to feel us warm inside!

At a crowded street when u suddenly come across your closest friends and see a familiar surprise

You feel u found the mirror where u finds your thoughts reaching to each other!

In a busy path traffic howls

Human seem to lose the patience to wait and let others pass

There is a slow rhythm in your heart

Playing a soft music of patience &power to wait for each and every chance to pass

So that u can gear up too, and pass on safely without hitting the wrong post!

Keep listening inside your heart there definitely that music playing ..which also listens to your mind!

Where we stay silent or feel varied emotions to pass ..

Yandein baho ke dere se chali aati hai

Yadein…Kisi kone se gungunati hai

Khamoshi…ek ehsaas hai yandoh ka

Ek dagar hai jahah phir kho Jane KO ji chahta hai

Batein kuch aisi huva karti hai jo bin bole hi ghul jati hai

Tan, Mann me

Har mood, har safar ke haseen kwabo me!

 Yandein jab bahe fasarti hai

Hum bhi kyo peeche hate bhala!

Bus aage badkar aapne aanchal par  Sama deti hai

  ye  yandoh ka karva!

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