Archive for October, 2007
when ws the last time i dithered not knowing whether the life will ask scarifice or just entail some strife untold the road was uneven but the cart was repaired by the smith who cared for my departure from the zone of peace and care now i will go again and try my best to [...]
why will one wait for the rain to erase the footprints of pain the wind is blowing quite fast taking some ships off the course to destinations unknown, do not feel aghast the way forward is enjoyable only because there is no cradle to swing the child of hope do not worry, my dear i [...]
when you asked me why do you walk so fast i couldÂ not tell you that i was running away from my shadows
peedaon ki baat na karon kehney se yeh ab ghatatiÂ nahin hain, lekin pehley kam ho jaya karti thi kyun, tab tum takleef deney ke baad hans liya karte they apni galatiyon ka jikra aaney par, apney aap se thodi guftagu karkey aankhey neechi kartey they ab, na wo neechi anakhey hai aur na nahi [...]
do not let clouds come in the way or breeze, storm your way through thickÂ forests and dense shadows of yesterdays when cup of tea with spoon got cold and i felt uneasy, to see all warmth gone, just like that
sahaj ho jao, mat dhundo kuchh bhi, bas dua karo, gujar jaayey yeh kshan mit jaayey aarju milney ki badal ki us jharney se jismey beh kar tum pahunchey they jeevan ki anchhuiÂ gehraion tak aao baitho, socho leheron par mat dhundo parchhaiyon un spano ki, jo ud gayey hai, hawa mein naye pul to [...]
by saying that one starts walking onÂ an endless trail do not ask me to give up will i remain myself? i am determined to search the scent that had beguiled me when i was lying under a tree unconscious and the quiet touch had woken me up did i remember the touch or the [...]
why should squirrel be blamed for not nibling the bread i offeredf them today it was dry stale and hard and they have been fed soft peices for so long do we not all get used to sweat talk and then sudden rudensss shocks us does it?
when a coin was pressed under the wheels of trains that passed by near my house i used to keep those distorted coins so much pressure shape reamined, a thin slice of time got trapped in that moment is my life like that pressed coin?
when the tired night felt like turning yet another leaf but the lamp did not want to go that far darkness was quiet the stars were laughing and i did not want to give up now, is this a reasonable wish?