Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Random Thoughts...


As i climb up the stairs, i think..

What is it that needs elevation..

My aims, or my efforts?

And as i take a turn on a floor

I ponder..

Is this the time to rest,

or realise that i need to move up further..

without stopping...

As soon as i reach the terrace..

I feel the sunshine,

which takes me out of the halogen illuminations..

I wonder..is this virtual or real?

i think about my destination.

I HAVE come to the right place...

But the ultimate refuses to reveal itself..

And then i know, i have another set

of staircases..... invisible...

that will make me compete with myself

make me reach to a destination

which has been pushed a few light years away....

And then i realise...

the goals elevate themselves..

I need to escalate my efforts...

I am climbing up the stairs.. and i am thinking...

Friday, February 13, 2009

Gulzar Saab

There are Crests and there are Troughs.One such trough was perpetually leading me nowhere, and i knew not how to find the Crest. The switch to urdu poetry probably gave me the much needed enlightenment and i am appreciating the beauty of life all over again.
After a hiatus am back again. And back with one of my favorite pieces of poem, by Gulzar Saab.

"Haath chhuute bhi to Rishte nahi chhoda karte
Waqt ki shaakh se lamhe nahi todaa karte
jis ki aavaaz mein silvat ho nigaahon mein shikan
aisii tasviir ke tukade nahii jodaa karte
shahad jeene ka milaa kartaa hai thodaa thodaa
jaane vaalo ke liye dil nahi thodaa karate
lag ke saahil se jo behata hai use behane do
aisi dariyaa kaa kabhii ruKh nahi moda karate
Waqt kii shaakh se lamhe nahi todaa karate"

if there were no dreams

  if there were no dreams the permanence would slowly take over and the little escapes into the terrain of subconscious existence would deli...