Mother’s Love

Just a few strokes….and the purest of all relationships is made.

Getting creative again

Its amazing to be creative….almost like meditating….you forget all worries of your life and feel accomplished for the moments you’re engrossed in the activity you love doing. For me sketching is one such mode of unwinding….apart from poetry….ofcourse 😊

डरने लगे….

यादों के झरोखों में जाने से डरने लगे,

हम खुद अपनी परछाइयों से डरने लगे,

ख्वाब देखा जो कल-तोड़ दिया वक्त ने,

हम बेबस हो वक्त की घातों से डरने लगे,

तुमने ला के यूं छोड़ा हमें रस्ते पर,

हम मंज़िल की राहों से ही डरने लगे,

दर्द उठता है दिल में तेरे ख्याल भर से,

शायद यूं हम तेरे अज़ीज़ ख्यालों से डरने लगे…

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Translation
Since memories of past haunt me,

I now get scared from my own shadows,

Time shattered away all my dreams

I now get scared from the pace of time,

The way you abandoned me in midway,

I now get scared from every path I walk on,

My heart aches whenever I remember you,

May that’s why I now get scared remembering you…..

ज़िंदगी

जज़बातों से भरी हुई

Jazbaaton se bhari hu,

तुझ बिन वीरान है जिंदगी….

Tujh bin viraan hai zindagi….
आज यादों का झोंका यूँ चला

Aj yaadon ka jhonka yun chala

कि रुख से पर्दा उड़ गया

Ki rukh se parda udd gya

आँखों में आँसू ना सही

Aankhon mey aansu na sahi

लेकिन कुछ परेशान है ज़िंदगी….

Lekin kuch pareshaan hai zindagi….
दिल के हाथों मजबूर थे कभी

Dil k hathon majbur the kabhi

आज हालातों ने मजबूर कर दिया

Aj halaaton ne majbur kar dia

सफर है एक अंजानी मन्ज़िल का

Safar hai ek anjaani manzil ka

और सामान है ज़िंदगी…..

Aur samaan hai zindagi….
कहते हैं वक्त बदल देता है

Kehte hain waqt badal deta hai 

अपने साथ ज़माने को

Apne sath zamaane ko

आज खुद को आईने में देख

Aaj khud ko aaine mey dekh

 जाने क्यों हैरान है ज़िंदगी…

Jaane kyun hairaan hai zindagi…

दिल का दर्द

इस पत्थर दिल ज़माने से

दिल का दर्द छुपा रखा है

आज फिर तुम याद आ गए

वर्ना अर्से से तुम्हें भुला रखा है

क्या पता था इस मोड़ पर हम तन्हा रह जाएंगे

वर्ना सामां हमने भी सफर का बांध रखा है

हैं बहुत हमें भी दिलासा देने वाले

तुमने किसलिए हमसे रिश्ता ये बना रखा है

दिल में लाख चुभे थे कांटे किसी ज़माने में

शायद तभी इसे आज दामन से छुपा रखा है

है दस्तूर ज़माने का रिश्तों को दफ़न कर देना 

मैंने भी कब्र को अपनी बुनियाद बना रखा है…


Translation:

From this hard hearted world

I’ve hidden my heart’s deepest pain
You’re being remembered today

Else I’d forgotten you since ages

Who knew I’d be left abandoned like this

 Else I too had packed up for life’s journey

There are many to console me

Then why are you still connected to me

My heart had been hurt badly in the past

Maybe thats why I hide it from the world

It’s a ritual to bury relations in this world

And so I’ve laid my coffin as my foundation…

Be Positive

“Can’t believe it’s time. I’d been waiting for this my whole life” exclaimed Sonu. “You must be crazy, do you by any chance have any idea what’s about to happen?” Stuttered  Monu, maybe because of fear. Both Sonu and Monu hung together to one of the branches of Maple tree that stood tall in my backyard overlooking through my bedroom window from past so many years.

It was cool breezy Sunday morning. I’d been lazing around in my room when I heard the their conversation. Sonu and Monu both were leaves of same age and colour. They’d sprouted together and grew up facing same weather conditions all through their life span. It was beginning of fall, the time they had to bid adieu to the world, the place they had stayed like…..Forever.

Hearing them talk, got the lost me back from my thoughts. I laid on my bed, fully concentrating on their words. I could hear Monu sobbing. Obviously, change not just brings in fear with itself but also the pain of departure. It’s hard to bid goodbye to something that have always been around you. Monu’s emotional dilemma was understandable. “How can this happen to me, why is it happening at all? I’m just too scared to this uncertainty. Why God……why ME??? Falling down and hitting the ground would hurt me. The new whereabouts, new atmosphere will be hard and it will be really difficult to survive”.

On the contrary, Sonu sounded excited and was looking forward to this change as an adventurous roller coaster ride. I heard him explaining his emotions. “C’on Monu, we’ve been hanging here for such a long time, imagine how it would be like when we’ll be flying like birds with this wind . It would feel like we too got wings attached for taking a flight. Think how exciting experience it would be to get carried away by the wind like a small baby in the arms of his mother. How it would be like to touch the ground below with our own feet. We have always seen everything from up here by just hanging. I so want to feel the ground below, sit next to those flowers who have been smiling from far off all along.

Suddenly, there were sounds of screaming, one out of terror and one out of excitement. I rushed to the window just to see two beautiful leaves falling down towards the ground. One was heading straight down while the other was twisting and turning around, gliding down as if it was playing with the wind. I could very well differentiate who was Monu and who was Sonu.

This incident taught me one thing about “Attitude”. Under the given situation when the result was same, experience was also all the more same, it was just the change of attitude, that made huge difference. Where Monu had a gloomy, sad and depressive ending, Sonu on the contrary enjoyed every single moment life provided him.

A Positive Attitude not only empowers you to face the difficulties, but helps you to enjoy maximum benefits even from an adverse situation. “Positive Thinking isn’t about expecting the best to happen everytime, but accepting that whatever happens is the best for this moment.”

जैसे…

है आरजू या तो बेपनाह
या ख्वाहिश अधूरी रह गई हो जैसे

थम रही हैं ये सांसें

या फिर वक्त ही थम गया हो जैसे…..

मुझे दस्तूर-ए-जमाने का इल्म नहीं

बंदिशें ताउम्र मुझपर लगी हों जैसे

उड जाऊं बेबाक परिंदे की तरह

अरमानों ने पंख लगा लिए हों जैसे…..

दर्द आंखों में यूं दिखाई नहीं देता

लबोंं पर हसीं सजा रखी हो जैसे

जी लूं हर इक पल को कुछ इस तरह

जिंदगी इसी आलम में गुजर जाएगी जैसे…..

My attempt to be Creative 

Since childhood I always loved keeping myself busy in some or the other thing that was constructive and creative. And while I was away juggling between work and personal life, trying my hand on getting creative again turned out to be quite satisfying.
This is for the first time ever that I tried sketching an eye, and the way it turned out to be is as follows-

This one reminded me of my teenage days, how much I wished to sport wavy locks like these 😍 anyway what can’t be there on my scalp stayed here on my sketchbook 😝

A reflection to my love for Kanha, really wish I could elaborate more on this one but whatever it turned ojt to be, is really dearer to me