anil gupta's blog

Kaise jaan leti ho, sab kuchh mera man ke bheetar, jo bhi jab hota hai
Jeevan ke safar mein, jab koi pas ho kar bhi janey kyun door hota hai
Kahin aisa to nahin, sab kuchh lut gaya hao jab kisi ka, us ko koi mil jayey
Saara aakash, saara saagar, aur jaaney kitney jharnon ka bas man gaayey
Par tabhi kisee ko yaad aayey, woh lamhey jinki khushboo ka ek karja hai
Udaas shaamon ka wayada, terey hothon ke kinarey par rukey ab shabd hai,

Mujhey maaf kar dena yadi sambhav ho, jaaney kis raat ka saya hai yeh subah
Wafaon ki baat mat karo, mein majboor hua hun apni jid se, mat karo ab jirah

there used to be a tree here

off th emain road

under which some times

when people were tired

they sat down to take rest

some stayed on longer and some

walked away

eager to reach their destination

today the tree is not there,

termites will not tell you its address

nor the way to each its roots

all the paths to go there have been sealed

by the slow

subtle

and still

moments of silence

you may try and thenblame yourself

for not having come in time

but the truth is

the tree has lived its life off

it is time we let it be forgotten and

let new sprouts come, grow

and give shade

may be you find that

more soothing and reassuring

the old tree

be allowed to wither away

from even the memory

lest it reminds you of

all that it might have offered

but is unbale to do so

let desires of spending few moments

under a lost tree not drain

your spirit

will the autumn this year take away
the left over leaves from this old tree
till when will beetles hibernate
living below the bark, worn out at places
how will i stay still
when strong storms pass me by
O Kali! give me strength
to absorb all the silence

if we knew
what we dare not
will we still love
if we listened to every call
will we still dare

may the dust settle, before storms begins anew

who knows if it will rain at all

the heat has made the journey of dust

smoother

but then where will it settle

how do i know

my scarf is dusty

and so is my bag

but still there is some thing which is clean

is it because

it has  not been judged

and thus not tagged

or is it because

it has repelled

every spirit

and substance

dust included

when sins devour the desires
and the passion
does now own what it sires
you ask, as if it is enough
to live in this world
with all the dark deeds
casting their shadow
over the future steps
left to follow
Ma Kaali! i then surrender
to your wishes
and just aspire
whenever some blessings are left
in your basket
after showring them over all
your ardent devotees
you will empty those
over my path
lest i suffer
always from your contempt
and can not even hope
for a baptism by fire