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A Subway

Shifting shadows now in the dull light
no one particularly the life tells a story,
and a parquet of hinged smartphones
the tones are audible but to oneself
often the scribbling of a beggar woman
marks over an old ad, the fading glossy of turmeric,
a wizardly conjunction ascends towards the platform
the song is replaced, the pain subdued
over the watermelon slices frozen, the tips brazen
in the hot air mixed with stain of surprise and sweat
the night is a bright sky
but only it is lapsed by a day,
a day brighter with thoughts passing over highways,
even at snail pace no looking at the wind.

Fake Degree and In a Row

Spat of fake degree cases after the state, municipal and main elections is not new but yet has not become a matter of urgency. By this scale, when we are offered news about Delhi Law minister Jitender Singh Tomar having forged law degree we are tend to get shocked. Without any premises where should now we look for some idealization.

Even an appreciation course in governance for the interested candidates of various parties would have been a good resolution. Can we imagine, if a political party tries to excuse itself to having field an inappropriate candidate in an abruptness? Various political portfolios come with several important fragmented sub fields. If for the general masses, it is about father, mother, sister, brother and relatives in a family, for a minister it is about constitution, state/region/country, statistics, Diaspora, and a crude amalgamation of many related facts.

We, voters may still not be much educated everywhere to practice our voting right properly. Ho…

Yogic Pose

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The jumbled words
of speeches, system, materialistic world
harrowed voices the stridor,
symptom of the cold
will no longer be
a being,
loktantra, its strong roots
deep into the precipice of Mother Earth
will hold
every stem cell,
will stand tall
like a shade, a pillar,
looking into the eternity
and
vice versa.

Loktantra : Democracy

No Hurry

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Marching on
someone splashes in the water
I return
to my childhood when
there was no hurry

बढ़ते हुये
पानी मे कोई छप करता
मै पहुंची
अपने बचपन मे जब
कोई जल्दी नहीं होती थी

The Reform of The Saint

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The saint who sat idolatry under a huge saffron tree, not a word spoken and a serpentine queue to this far-reaching end with steps in faith. Many at life's end journey sought blessings and thought to have passed to heaven finally in the God's demi-persona.

The saint chooses to wander away out of repercussions of his own adulterous past. Choosing however cannot be without consequences as a matter of fact, being a recluse, learning to live on meager, anyone could notice and find a connection from a village to village and in city, it spreads through Facebook. Finally, he commits the worldly error to enunciate as modern baba and caused grief also without strings with those who work in their manner on a religious path.
The common man asks the question but not the common sense of its own individu…

Rain - GoGyoshi Poem

Very dear to me
this wave of rain
only the dance is invisible
yet rainbow in an oil film
to hold beyond the sky.

मुझे बहुत है प्रिये
यह बारिश की घटा
सिर्फ नाच है दिखता नहीं
फिर भी इन्दर्धनुष तेल की परत पर
बंधे आकाश से परे|

#gogyoshi

June Passage

On first of this breeze
the leaves of this forest,
evolve large as that of lotus
beneath my eyes,
stifling the soil
stifling a stone that should be
and through a rough incline path,
an urge to slid not far,
an envious watch
behold
there is a bridge too
keen for footsteps
and gradually a dry riverbed
which crumples, yet oblique
is passing by.

I have named not yet
the stones laid as milestone,
where a Lychee tree gush
its strawberry fruits reachable,
but untouched,
also the way as a serpent
drenched
for return of the ghost
in the summer heat
speaks of nothing,
no tales, no songs,
a proverb or sayings
like the banyan shoots
back to the earth growing.

Tracks

Nuisance of cities and towns is in Summer when the sultry soiled wind get into homes through the little passages under the doors and of course, windows. No active plantation drive and various establishments, even the residential going for renovations always make the taste in mouth experience more bitter.


second day
the dripping tap water
no longer

Yoga – Seeing as a Practitioner

Is it really about the choice? Every time, there is a question which takes later on form of secularism we forget how much spend time accusing each other and religion.

Today we have everything except that strongly suggests religion relevancy such as Burka, Pardah, Ghunghat endorsed in common context. It is funny how a person akin to one’s religion cannot get away with teasing because he might mistake a women belonging to other culture and/or religion being unlike. Even strong statements such as Chunaris, Saris even Burka have been popularly romanticized becoming a fashion zeal or wardrobe essentials. People are not being heard while the leaders representing them are unheard over their Facebook walls because seriously they can’t be.
Under what veracity, the debate arises. It is not serious unless the discussion gets diverted and for longer time as the nation still crumbles under the scams and corruption cases of the past. Everyone needs a breather but not a commotion.

There i…

A Road

It will ask me again,
what you watched on the west
when the wind was blowing hard,
where were you bound
among the Deodars
I hung my shoes like the rest
and ate the dust,
it smelt also too good,
but I concurred to remain silent,
this too was the tradition.

Monday Prayers

Saketri Temple, Panchkula My talkative mind stops, being Monday does not matters but for office goers. My temptation comes from the root of who I am. It is during the breakfast which I try to wait over before I offer my prayers to God Shiva, Maa Parvati and Lord Ganesha. As usual unlike anything the whiteness of milk pouring over Shivlinga, slowly the Rupas emerge before my eyes. Beginning is subtle, thereby dhop dena to the idols what is unseen, undiscovered, undecipherable enters into their own realm. 

Meditation is of forms, one which always detaches from the visions or thoughts that are redundant in life to focus on inner energy and gain ability to utilize it. I believe however, meditation in Shaivism context is based on attachment. Confused? So, the balance between corporate, social, societal, legal etiquette are certainly driving the world crazy but every these are derived from a great religion, which in India probably is Hinduism. Without naming it, the food gluttony…

June Passage

On first of this breeze
the leaves of this forest,
evolve large as that of lotus
beneath my eyes,
stiflling the soil
stifling a stone that should be
and through a rough incline path,
an urge to slid not far,
an envious watch
behold
there is a bridge too
keen for footsteps
and gradually a dry riverbed
which crumples, yet oblique
is passing by.
I have named not yet
the stones laid as milestone,
where a Lychee tree gush
its strawberry fruits reachable,
but untouched,
also the way as a serpent
drenched
for return of the ghost
in the summer heat
speaks of nothing,
no tales, no songs,
a proverb or sayings
like the banyan shoots
back to the earth growing.

इंतज़ार

टेसू के फूल बिखर बिखर गए
एक ख्याल से,
ये संगीन दोपहर रेडियो पर बजते गानों
की सरगम मे,
मुस्कुराते हुये, धीमे धीमे
काढ़े मेज़पोश पर रंगों के
विनोद,
सजी पट्टी पर कांच की थालीया
परतो पर परते डलती
तकती आँखे पर्दाशी
परदे के परे
किसका इंतेज़ार करती है|


एक रात

सपने चांद की ओढ़ सिमट जाते है
आकाश मे नयी बूंदों की तरह तारे
नक्शेकदम मुझे बुलाते है,
सुबह की रेतीली धरा पर जैसे मरहम
यह हवा दूर तक बिखर जाती है,
किसी लौ पर पतंगे कतराते है
मुझे छूने को
मेरे कंठ से यही स्वर निकलता है
होले – होले
और चांदनी बादल सी उमड़ आती है|

करवट

बरसी आकाश से ज़िन्दगी बन कर
मगर ये जमीन पथरीली, जैसे संगमर्मर
हमारे एकाकी को पहचानती
इस घर की छत जैसे डोलती बूंदों से
बन कर एक लहर सड़क की जलनिकास मे समां गई
इस बगीचे मे सब्जी और कुछ फूल
आज अन्यथा भावभिहोर हो गए,
और चर्चा है तो बंद नालो की,
लोगो और यातायात से भरी सड़के
हादसे की आशंका और घटना
सारे आम गुस्सा और थकावट
करवट ले रहा है इन्सान इस तरह से|

Decision

Whether the 15-day ban on Maggi was initiated in Delhi or Jharkhand but one think for sure today I had wholesome meal just on a thought with a little pinch of black pepper on curd (a substitute for raita). It was difficult to think one step how the rongi would have been prepared differently as I do when I prepare pulses or vegetables on an observable interval.

cluster of crop yield
                    between chaff and seed
                                             another day

मिठास

गर्मी की इस राह पर धूमिल हो जाता है
इंतज़ार, बेबाक तकते हुए
सड़क के इस पार, उस पार
एक बार नहीं, हवा का मधुर संगीत सुबह से बज रहा है
कोई तकलीफ नहीं मुसाफिर को, मंजिल को,
मेरे हृदय के तार भी बिना मुझे बताये
यह क्या शोखिया कर रहे है,
मेरे कदमो की लय भी
मुझ अनमनी सी को कब छोड़गी
अब पंख नहीं चाहिए,
अब प्रशन नहीं, अब द्वंद्ध नहीं चाहिए
अब प्रेम चाहिए, जीवन मे घुलने की वोह मिठास|

Home

I actually never liked the tiered buildings, except the government and private establishments. Thoughts of residential complexes always ruined the idea of a castle house, one I know I can't have. Yet when I thought of taking up challenge to stabilize in a career, I chose one of the flats on first floor within the sight of those up to 8-10 storeys.
turquoise skyfinding the colorsas in a poem

Fine Day

They won't be
like a sea wave across a hill path
unless I go through
some burn stalks,
some broken egg shells,
some nest in filigree of fresh stalks,
the loon love song of a bird,
the thresh of escaping weavers,
the clouds stranded overhead,
a handful of the earth,
and a path full of paw marks.

Maggi, The Harm Has Been Done

Checkmate is here finally with the Delhi government putting a ban and other states actively involved in testing the sample. With confirmation on high lead trace, it is sad what Maggi has done to us less in 2-minutes. Ideally, there are hardly such Proper snacks that can be eaten at any meal time with addition of vegetables and even dals. Indian mothers and housewives made it so popular that Maggi is almost rebranding themselves into their kitchens as masala additives, soups and other recipe products.

Looking at the nutrient levels, it is too not a bad choice but the fair mask is unveiled and now it has turned into a query on 2-minutes meals for youngsters and staying outstation students and job seekers. The fine point is the adversity is no harm here because the food is plenty and anywhere from small kiosks to restaurants are always chipping out the regular dishes to their customers.

The government has also called on celebrities endorsing the product citing the reasons,…

Like

Cassia, I don't know from where exactly it started to peek. On the Chandigarh roads only the green trees stretched far and the roundabouts are full of shrubs and miniature trees. Sitting at an edge, I look at the plants in a store under Cassia. I cannot look further, a little earlier as I decided to take a shot but now betwixt I have fallen for this.



Cassia, the Sun
must be like a chandelier
in June street