anil gupta's blog

i did not sleep last night

and it is late already today

why am i awake

when i am so tired

is it to celebraate the exhaustion

so that mind can be at rest\

when drained of will

aspirations and dreams

like a tree in bloom

some time you seem so close to the sea

full of vigour and enthusiasm
and some times

you look

like a placid lake, feeling dissipated,

i pray every day

that you get all the lost energy

churn your sea

and take out all the nectar

give me the poison and become immortal yourself

when heat brings out the colours on face unblemished
the shadows find it difficult
to remain untouched
you were not sure if i would be able to remain aloof
but i have hesitated in asserting my rights
the shadows have become longer
it is evening time
will u just go away
and leave me to ponder
do i stand still and be sure
or remain unsure, wander and pursue
a love so pure

ek baar phir badalon ko bhram hua

kuchh kshana stabdh rahey

aur phir hawaon ke saath

unka sara ka sara aham yuhin uda

ab unko mat roko

jaaney do

kisee bandh se mat bandho

kisee apeksha ke beej mat boney ki koshish karo

kartavyao ko nirwah nirvighn karo

hawaon ko failney do

aoney swapno ko lagam do

jeevan ab sheash ho

is liyey

badlon ko ek paigam do

jao

ab arram karo, kisee aur angan mein jaakar barso

feel blessed
who knows when will the spring come,
summer is already here
enjoy the heat
the ability of clouds to beat
the breeze and its desire to take them away
even when their job is to provide shade
on the young faces
standing under the sun
in quest of a happy turn

tum khush raho, kisee chinta ke bina, aankhey moond lo

jo bhi ho ashanka kal ki, usey aatey mein jirey ki tarah goond lo

jeevan mein aankhey neechi rakho

man nirmal kar, taron mein apni  glani parkho

aakash sahaj ho, chhaya dey

tum aisi rah ke kadvey falo ko,

baar baar chakho

man ko nirmal kar

tum ab badho, thoda aagey badho, gantavya ki aur

how do we strive

how do we hive

off the share of pain

that belongs to others

and make it our own

after all only when we aborb the pain

we become a sponge

we absorb more than we often release

let us strive

to be a sponge of serenity

do not spare me, Kaali Ma

i opened the door of your temple

when u asked me to keep them closed

may be you wished only deserving ones to see you

but what could have i done

being undeserving myself

i broke the rule

let me be punished

let me not be your doorman

do not grant me your grace

let me see how

justice will flow

the radiance on your face glow

how you will render compassion in your sermons

how will u accommodate the excursions by the virmins

Hold me like a creeper does

When the tree is about to dry

But the destiny of the vine is

Not constrained by the time left for tree

To live

It is its ability to complete its journey

On the trunk, debris of leaves or for that matter

In the cervices of dead wood

Lying on the forest bed

Waiting to be swallowed by the beetles

Of time

May 16, 2007

Do not stand at the door

Come in and sit

Do not look for all the signs

Of  the wasted tears

That have been flowing through the eyes

I had painted to capture your smiles

Now that you ask

What shall I say

What was the balance

Of the sins I committed and

The service I performed at the steps

Of your temple

Will one will square the other

I wish that were possible but that is

Not going to be

Do not stay bewildered

Accept my plight

And smile

Smile

After all there is always

Some light left to reflect

No matter how dark is the night