My blog is a composition of endless and wavering thoughts that preoccupies me.This is an attempt to weave the ethereal mind and bring out the lyrics and rhythm in it. My blog is also an extension of my persona and reinstates my belief in the magic of manifestation. It is a medium through which I try to express my gratitude to the universe for another innings ...
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Tuesday, December 16, 2014
THE DEMON LURKS....
Somewhere,
behind that curtain,
under the table,
in the park,
near the swing,
he lurks.
The demon lurks.
Somewhere,
when you are alone,
Or with your friends,
playing with clay,
making a sand castle,
he lurks.
The demon lurks.
Somewhere,
baby when you are singing,
baby when you are dancing,
painting your dreams,
counting the stars,
he lurks.
The demon lurks.
Sometimes,
bond that we share,
breaks suddenly,
unanticipatedly,
cruelly,
baby, he laughs.
The demon laughs.
Sometimes,
even God wonders,
"When, how and why?
Who are these demons?
Lurking and killing,
innocence and dreams?
Bringing tears to my eyes?
My heart bleeds and cries..."
Sunday, December 14, 2014
SUNO JULAHE..../ सुनो जुलाहे.....
Suno julahe,
Ab aisi saree bunna
Tana ho sukh
Bana ho dukh
Ek adh kam zyada
Kar dena soot chahe
Kuch is tarah ki
Sukh nikhre zyada
Dukh nikhre kam
Suno,
Rang aise chunna
Ki vasan dhule toh
Sukh pheeka na ho
Ghul jaye wo rang
Jisse dukh nikhra ho.
Suno,
Pahnu jab aisi saree
Wazandar, bootiyon wali,
Lipte rahein tan se
Sukh aur dukh dono hi.
Mere hisse ki cheez
Chale mere saath hi.
Suno,
Jab mile yeh tan
paanch tatwon se
Dom ki domni ya maii
Jo bhi libaas yeh pahne
Dekhna julahe
Sukh wala soot
Nikhra hi rahe
Dukh wala chahe
Pheeka paddh jaye....
सुनो जुलाहे,
अब ऐसी साड़ी बुनना
ताना हो सुख
बाना हो दुःख
एक आध कम ज़्यादा
कर देना सूत चाहे
कुछ इस तरह कि
सुख निखरे ज़्यादा
दुःख निखरे कम।
सुनो,
रंग ऐसे चुनना
कि वसन धुले तो
सुख फ़ीका न हो
घुल जाए वो रंग
जिससे दुःख निखरा हो
सुनो,
पहनूँ जब ऐसी साड़ी
वज़नदार, बूटियों वाली
लिपटें रहें तन से
सुख और दुःख दोनों ही
मेरे हिस्से की चीज़
चले मेरे साथ ही
सुनो,
जब मिले यह तन
पाँच तत्वों से
डोम की डोमनी या माई
जो भी लिबास यह पहने
देखना जुलाहे
सुख वाला सूत
निखरा ही रहे
दुःख वाला चाहे
फ़ीका पड़ जाए....
https://youtu.be/4mGaTWrQtiQ
Listen O Master Weaver,
Weave such a saree
Whose warp is Sorrow
And the weft is Joy;
And weave in a few designs.
The threads such you make that
Joy's beauty is enhanced
And Sorrow's less so.
Listen,
Choose you such colours
That when washed
Joy's colours don't fade
And those hues that Sorrow
Made brighter
May they blend in
With perfection.
Listen
When I wear this saree
Heavy, with many patterns,
When this body is wrapped in
Both Joy and Sorrow,
And these, part of my portion
Travel with me.
Listen
When this body is one with the five elements
The dom's wife or mother,
Whosoever wears this garment
Please O Weaver
Make sure that Joy's threads
Remain shining
Even if Sorrow's fade a little ...
Translation~ Gopali Chakraborty Ghosh
Saturday, December 06, 2014
SAFHA.../ सफ़्हा...
Jante hain ji, zindagi ek kitaab hai, panno ko palatna hai,
Ek safha toh aisa ho ki hum likhein aur zindagi paddhe...
जानते हैं जी, ज़िन्दगी एक किताब है, पन्नों को पलटना है,
एक सफ़्हा तो ऐसा हो कि हम लिखें और ज़िन्दगी पढ़े ...
Saturday, November 08, 2014
NA KAVITA NA KAHANI / न कविता न कहानी...
Na kavita na kahani
Bas kuch shabd
Kuchh jatilta
Bolti hui khamoshi
Cheekhta hua soonapan.
Na kavita na kahani
Bas kuchh lafz
Kuchh uljhane
Kolahal mein chuppi
Bheed mein sannata.
Na kavita na kahani
Bas yun hi
Kuchh dil ka bojh
Ankhon se aansoo
Aansuon se syahi
Syahi se?
Na kavita, na kahani....
न कविता न कहानी
बस कुछ शब्द
कुछ जटिलता
बोलती हुई ख़ामोशी
चीख़ता हुआ सूनापन
न कविता न कहानी
बस कुछ लफ़्ज़
कुछ उलझनें
कोलाहल मेँ चुप्पी
भीड़ मेँ सन्नाटा
न कविता न कहानी
बस यूँ ही
कुछ दिल का बोझ
आँखों से आँसूं
आँसुओं से स्याही
स्याही से?
न कविता, न कहानी....
SANGEET.../ संगीत....
जब लोगों की बातें दिल दुखाने लगे तो संगीत ही वो मलहम है जो ज़ख़्मों को भरने का काम करता है.
Abida Paween: Raga Malkauns - VHS rip: http://youtu.be/8sPoYrURflE
Wednesday, November 05, 2014
REMINISCENCES
It is always wonderful to meet up with old friends, especially those from school as that is the most carefree period of one's life.
After so many years when we meet, it hardly matters who used to be a topper and who the inconspicuous backbencher. Life is never without its upheavals and predicaments, so connecting with friends also means that life won't be that difficult anymore with friends just a phone call away.
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
LET YOUR LIGHT ENTER MY HEART
Pain, sorrow and unhappiness are inevitable in this world. But I know a light will enter my heart and keep my strength and hope alive even if they become festering wounds...
Sunday, October 26, 2014
SEEKH.../ सीख.....
Jitni bar toota hai dil hamara,
utni bar seekha hai hamne kuch naya.
जितनी बार टूटा है दिल हमारा,
उतनी बार सीखा है हमने कुछ नया...
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
A TRIP TO RISHYAP AND DARJEELING...
My Paradise was created on earth when a rainbow made a sudden appearance right before my eyes.. Time stopped.. I would have happily died at that moment...seriously.
Then there was swiveling cottony kashphool traveling with me... But His masterstroke is none other than the spectacular sunrise kissing the peak of Kanchenjungha.. the whole range bathed in various morning hues, colours dancing on the peak as if in a slow motion..yes, I'm not exaggerating a bit. There are ofcourse other beautiful things of the mountains like flowers, insects, houses, people, and serenity that will remain etched in my memory and give me solace whenever my life will find itself embroiled in the usual hustle and bustle...memories which will help my mind to escape and savour the goodness of solitude, once in a while..
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