Adios!

For someone who is meant to leave to take up his dreams...
For someone who is meant to soar higher, leaving behind his peers..
For someone who is meant to explore the upper limits of his aims...
Today it is me...Tomorrow it could be you...
The feelings, i am sure, will be the same.....
I was collecting all my scribbled pages, just to put them in trash, when i came across this poem i'd written while attending a presentation in my office. There was no motive behind writing a farewell poem. But today it seems relevant :)

Adios!
To my breath
To my sight
To those dreams
Which gave life to life

Adios!
To the cares
To the love
To the friends
Who made sky worth a flight

Adios!
To the folks
To the hearts
to the minds
Which mend and broke the visions of the eyes

Adios!
Its time to leave
To depart
To disappear
In the enigmatic night sky….

Kuch khayal, kuch jazbaat...

When i was trying to experiment with writing in hindi, i wrote something, which i thought was entirely meaningless. But as things fell in place, i realised, this piece of crap, indeed made some sense. This turned out to be one of my favorite compositions.... :)

Ek kashti ka fir safar khatm hua
Ek musafir ho gaya gumshuda
Ek zindagi ka sehar khatam hua
Raat ne bhi kaha alvida

Dhundh rahe hai usi musafir ko
Na jaane kin samandar ki gehraai talaash raha hai
Dhundh rahe hai usi kaafir ko
Jo leharo pe khade raasta naap raha hai

Aankhon me base khwabo ko poora karne
Nikla tha subah, abhi tak aaya nahi
Manzil mili ya aazmaish
Ya kuch bhi usne paya nahi

Kashti me baithe musafir ka safar
Ab shuru hua sa maloom padta hai

Soulmates..

“I promise you a fantastic time. Trust me. You will never regret this.”, said Joe. He was desperate to take her out that night. He wanted her to see what made him happy when he was sad.
“I guess it’ll be too late and I’ll have to return back soon”, said Amy with an obscurity. But somewhere deep within she knew that one trip to Joe’s Therapy place would take her out of her blues.
Amy was sad. She had lost a few games in life; she had lost her loved ones too. She was sobbing and trying to hide her face from every flash light that zapped her while she travelled from her workplace to home in the bus.
She slipped her phone into her wallet when it vibrated again. It was Joe.
“Go home, change your clothes and I want to see you at the depot in 10 minutes. End of discussion.”
Amy had nothing to say. She went home, washed her face, applied kohl to fake the freshness and reached where Joe was waiting for her. She seldom cried in public. And when she did, everybody would come to know that something bad had happened.
She wanted to spare Joe the horror of consoling a crying lady. Men usually hate that, she thought.
Joe got on the bike; he never rode bikes meant for girls. He preferred being a pillion.
As soon as they headed towards Joe’s favourite hangout place, she started feeling an optimism that was missing since long. Joe started yapping about all the non-sensible things he did that day. Amy smiled, laughed and smiled again and then laughed out heartily.
Joe’s hangout place was a playground. It was beautiful. You could see the clear sky, stars shining brightly, moon having a romantic tryst with the stars, sight of the planets, far far away shining in bright colours of red and blue…. It was beautiful.
Joe looked at Amy, and then looked above, at the sky. Amy joined Joe. And they sat there staring at the sky. All night….. Silence reigned.
There was a strange bliss that Amy felt, and that reassured her of a fact- Joe was her angel in disguise. There is something you know that has no name, it is a tad bit more than love, and it is a lot more than mere friendship and somewhere close to divinity.
That’s the relationship they shared.
Time played folly and that ended their togetherness. But it was a beginning of another wait for a meeting which would go on till eternity not bonded by life, death, or any materialistic thing…..
They were rightly called Soulmates. :)

TIME

I am almost a year old
And that’s what mamma told
But I can’t walk like the girl next door
“You’ll have to wait for a few months more”

I am six and I am tall
I want to be smart and play football
The ball wouldn’t go to the goal
“You are not yet fit for the role”

I am ten and I have a bike
I can do whatever I like
I fell and hurt myself so bad
“The wound will cure, don’t be sad”

I am sixteen, I sing so well
I can serenade my love – Michelle
But she broke my heart, miserable I feel
“You’ll find love again, your heart will heal”

I am twenty, I have my dreams
I want to conquer all realms
I know not where I should start
“Trust in me, just hit the dart”

I am twenty and six, and still confused
I think of all opportunities I refused
I feel dejected, I am in pain
“You will be in good spirits soon again”

I am seventy and I miss a voice
“You didn’t hear me friend!, when I made noise”
I want to live the years that were mine
“I cannot take you back, because I am TIME”

Why did it go so fast for years forty and four
I wish I could get some time more
“You don’t have me for very long
Even if you serenade me with a song”

You spoke to me when I was down
“Giving you hopes in times of frown”
You gave me lessons, but I would whine
“I am your teacher, child, I am TIME”

I know why it was right when it was wrong
Why I was weak when I needed to be strong
All lessons were intriguing, difficult but sublime
I live and marvel at the wonder called TIME.