Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Your Favorite poems tag..

So, which are your favorite poems?
Asked this question to a friend in Truth , and here is her answer:
1. Where the mind is without fear... Rabindranath Tagore
2. Home they brought her warrior dead - Tennyson
3. Main Parauna from my blog..(blush blush)
....
What's ur answer???

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

River, My Guru - Aripirla Viswam

I picked up this book, self published by the author, at Walden, Hyderabad, on 5th April, 1995.

The poems were too sad to be published, but i personally rate it as one of the best books i have ever read. Over the next few posts, i will be posting poetry from this book. Hope you like it..

The moment
man think
Of answers
He is caught
In the nest of conceit
Woven with the fabrics of ignorance.

The journey of life
Is from Question to Question
From agony to agony
From experience to experience
For all of them
Are the Jewels in the Crown of Quest.
- From the title poem "River, My guru"

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Original One Liner of the day..

Ventilation is part of Meditation...

Thursday, December 03, 2009

I am hidden

in my favorite pieces.

A vase

A dress

A bedsheet

Pieces of poetry

Favorite Toys...

Wednesday, December 02, 2009

Bhopal, India - Dec 2, 1984

That was a dark year for India.. and i was so caught up with the riots, that the Bhopal Gas Tragedy did not register as strongly as it should have. Until i read this post - today, and realised the sheer criminal stupidity of what has happened, and has been allowed to be condoned.

In India, we believe in the Law of Karma. Stories like this explain why our bureaucrats and politicians are always rich, and never happy, or healthy..

http://www.anindianmuslim.com/2009/12/horrors-of-bhopal-gas-tragedy-1984.html

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Main ki karna
Tera harpha phad ke
Poori chithhi likhni hai

Tere naa de pehle akhar to
Mere putt da naa vi hai
Tainu nahi pata, onnu vi nahi..
Te onnu vi nahi,
Jida o putt hai..

Tere naa da kajjal pauna
te onnu rijhauna
Jaddon o meriyaan akhaan chumme,
tainu laama paina..

Khasmaan daan kanjarpan
Ik bas tan daa
Saadi Roohaan di bewafai
Na kise phadni
Na koi saza...

Inspired by a Punjabi story.

@kj and hb: (and others wanting to read this piece..)
The translation below is more literal..

What will i do?
Take a letter of the alphabet
from you
and write my whole correspondence
from it..

The first letter of your name
is also the first letter
of my son's name
You do not know it
My son does not know it
Neither does the man
who fathered that son.

i think of you as
i line my eyes with kohl
And then, i work
on charming someone else
As he kisses my eyes,
the joke's on you..

Men, can only commit adultery of one kind
- the physical one..
We, the women,
can be disloyal from the soul..
A betrayl
that no one can discover
or punish.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

you were made
to impregnate the earth

i was made
to seed the clouds

Sunday, November 08, 2009

ये भी होगा वो मुझे दिल से भुला देगा मगर
यूँ भी होगा ख़ुद उसी में इक खला रह जाएगा...

- चित्रा सिंह , same ghazal - Tu Nahi to...
How much we hope!! :-)

Another sher from a Chitra Singh Ghazal: (i dont know the name of the poet though)
पहले रग रग से मेरी खून निचोडा उस ने
अब ये कहता हैं के रंगत ही मेरी फीकी हैं...
does anyone remember the mukhda of this ghazal??

Thursday, November 05, 2009

दर्द की सारी तहें , और सारे गुज़रे हादसे
सब धुंआ हों जायेंगे, इक फाकिया रह जाएगा...


From the song "Tu nahi to.." - Arth, sung by Chitra Singh.

I thought these lines pretty much sum up the 1984 story for me...

The next post has the other sher from this ghazal that i like a lot..