My father turns 84. He celebrates the thousand full moons. He had a childhood dream of becoming a Mahout. He celebrates his 84th birthday with his wife who turns 75. AchuThe young MahoutIs all of 84 For this young heartThe ageIs just a mere score Bathed freshIn milky light of thousand moonsHe is up forContinue reading “Achu – The Mahout”
Author Archives: Echoes of the soul
Ab uthegi subah
तुम उठोगी सुबह शायद होगी सुबह खूबसूरत जैसी तुम हो आँखें मलती हुई लेके अंगड़ाई उठेगी सुबह जैसे तुम हो कुछ नींद में सूरज से खेलती आँख मिचौली जैसे तुम हो अब उठेगी सुबह मेरी बाहों में जैसे तुम हो
Break the law
Have you ever broken the law and didn’t get caught, if so how? The law unwrittenwas brokenwho would catchthe culprit who would judgethe crimewho would makethe distinction of the right from the wrong
Let me dream
If there was a biography about you, what would the title be? Story of myselfwhere would it starthow would it sift the realfrom the dream and which onewould it narratethe real or the dreamand how will it knowthe difference maybe the title would readI am wake – let me dream
A law to be changed
If you had the power to change one law, what would it be and why? Gravity it weighs me down 😀😀
From here to forever
In the momentsof foreverWe spend our timeTogether There liesthe embracein slow caress of timeStretching forever Entwined as oneBeneath thesatin sheetsAlways drawing closer Warm lipsLead to hungry heartsAlway eagerWith passion forever In the eyesIn the breathIn each others beingIn arms of each other From hereTo whereverHolding handsWe will walk forever
Happy 75th Birthday Amma
हुए साल पचहत्तरपर बस गिनती केमन अभी भी बचपन से भराखिला खिला और सुंदर नया सीखने को तैयारबिना हिचक, बिना संकोचचाहे हो जाए कभी कोई गलतीअपनी कोशिश, वो कभी नहीं रोकती जो हो मन उदासतो हँस देती हैजब ना मिले जवाबतो ग़ुस्से से भरा message भी करती है अभी भी शायद बैठी होगीहम सब कोContinue reading “Happy 75th Birthday Amma”
It’s a good news
it’s a good newsI jump up highin the airUp highto touchthe sky where god staysthey say with prideI touch the cloudsmist slipping through clenched fiststry and grab the warm raysbut then fall backempty handedlanding backon the lapof the motherin the velvety grasssprinkling streamand rolling hillsand thereI find godit’s a good news
Reason to live
There are many reasonsto livethe most important one islife
My favourite Candy
What would be sweetestI ask my tongue and my heartNot taste on the tongueThe one that sweetens the heartI am sure candy of heart #tanka
