Sunday, August 8, 2010

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Trust your heart don't be afraid to reach out to something new.Go ahead get yor hopes up even if things turns out differently than you have imagined.You will have tried,you will have learned,you never have to live with regrets.It seems to me what wears us down the most in life aren't the chances we take but the ones we don't take,the dreams we put aside,the adventure we push away.So what ever you want in life go for it and always remember no-matter what trust your heart

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Always have the determination of a Mirror,
which never loses its ability to reflect in spite of it being broken into pieces!
Keep shining!

Sunday, April 25, 2010

A sincere smile shines from our soul, making the world a warmer place :)

A deep inner smile spreads like a relaxing elixir making us receptive to transform negative energy into positive.

A genuine smile glows from our deepest layer of self-love, radiating like sunlight through clouds and embracing everything as an extension of oneself. Starting as an inner hug it spreads to soften the whole body, melting malevolent energy to emerge from benevolent eyes and lips.

The inner smile is as innocent and natural as a blissful babys smile. It doesn’t impose, demand or expect anything in return.

Ironically we smile least when we need it most.

Once we are filled with an inner smile it naturally overflows to others. The smile resonates with outside vibrations and reverberates back to us as a collective smiling wave. This creates an endless exchange of loving energy, invigorating and uplifting us on all levels. To keep this smiling circuit flowing remember to smile as often as possible.

Smile to your past, present and future so you may continue on the spiritual path. Send an inner smile to those you love, hate, empathise with and are indifferent towards. Extend it to your house, family, work, community, teachers, well-wishers, country, continent, earth and universe. Send a special smile to the natural world of plants, animals, water bodies, mountains, the sky and planets.

The inner smile is considered a complete, non-sectarian spiritual practice that will benefit everyone. When consistently practiced it can nurture the enlightened awareness that we are all part of the same smiling energy. For world peace may we all share Paramahamsa Yoganandas prayer to, “Let my soul smile through my heart and my heart smile through my eyes, that I may scatter rich smiles in sad hearts.”

Wishing you all a lifetime of smiles....... :))

Thursday, April 22, 2010

My Quotes

Flying around the periphery of extraordinary experiences & equally extraordinary people, I've come to realize that eternal happiness is not elusive at the epicentre ~~~

Monday, April 19, 2010

तेरे बिन ~~~



क्यूँ ये बैरी मन..
किसी को इतना याद करता है
उसकी मीठी सी आवाज़ सुनने को
क्यूँ ये हर पल तड़पता है
क्यूँ नैयनों से मेरे
तू हो गयी ओझिल
थम सा गया है समां
हर साँस है मेरी बोझिल
काटे कटे ना ये रातें
बिताये बीते ना ये दिन
कैसे धीर धरूँ मैं
तू ही बता, तेरे बिन.....

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

~MY WORLD~



"What a happy and holy fashion it is that those who love one another should rest on the same pillow."

When love strikes us hard and makes mush of our brain,
When love sneaks in and makes us insane,
All sense can depart and leave the brain blank,
When love like that strikes it can drain our whole tank.
So beware of the power you exert over me,
For I’m under your spell; that’s clear as can be.
Whenever you’re near, my brain slips out of joint;
I fight my love, but what is the point?
You’re my strength and my weakness, for I love you so dearly,
And I hope our love shines through the years just as clearly.....till eternity....
Yours Forever, monami :)


No other individual on earth experiences the love, joy, sadness, empathy, sympathy, and every other conceivable emotion that Moms do in the upbringing of their children.

"There's NOTHING As Powerful As Mom's Love" ...Love u MOM :)



"The greatest gift I ever had
Came from God; I call him Dad!"

I once read, " A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty." Dad, your hands can never be empty .....Love u so much :)


"I sought my soul, but my soul I could not see. I sought my God, but my God eluded me. I sought my brother and I found all three."

To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time.
There's no other love like the love for a brother. There's no other love like the love from a brother. ....Am blessed to have a bro like u, SAM :)



"Suddenly, through birthing a daughter, a woman finds herself face to face not only with an infant, a little girl, a woman-to-be, but also with her own unresolved conflicts from the past and her hopes and dreams for the future.... As though experiencing an earthquake, mothers of daughters may find their lives shifted, their deep feelings unearthed, the balance struck in all relationships once again off kilter."

Beloved, you are my sister, you are my daughter, you are my face; you are me.... Love u GAZAL :)


"Build me a son, O Lord, who will be strong enough to know when he is weak, and brave enough to face himself when he is afraid, one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat, and humble and gentle in victory."

You are my son, a part of me, and that will never change,
No matter what you do in life my love will still remain.
I held you as a baby and I looked into your face,
And I knew then, no other one could ever take your place.
I know some things you'd do in life would give me so much pride,
But also realize some things would tear me up inside.
I only want the best for you and want you to succeed,
I know one day you would grow up and you would leave my nest,
I will do what I can for you and let God do the rest.
Just remember in my heart you are a special one,
And I will always proudly tell the world, "this is my son.".....Love u my sonshines..PAVIL & AYAAN :)



"A sister is a gift to the heart, a friend to the spirit, a golden thread to the meaning of life."

There is a love down in my soul.
Where faith and trust I do hold.
Love that will stand forever more.
That's what sisters were made for..... Love u Rhitu, Roma D, Mini D, Monica & Shruti :)

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.
But oh! the blessing it is to have a friend to whom one can speak fearlessly on any subject; with whom one's deepest as well as one's most foolish thoughts come out simply and safely. Oh, the comfort - the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person - having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with the breath of kindness blow the rest away.

Love u ALL......My FRIENDS :)

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

EVENING SOLACE

The human heart has hidden treasures,
In secret kept, in silence sealed;
The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures,
Whose charms were broken if revealed.
And days may pass in gay confusion,
And nights in rosy riot fly,
While, lost in Fame's or Wealth's illusion,
The memory of the Past may die.

But, there are hours of lonely musing,
Such as in evening silence come,
When, soft as birds their pinions closing,
The heart's best feelings gather home.
Then in our souls there seems to languish
A tender grief that is not woe;
And thoughts that once wrung groans of anguish,
Now cause but some mild tears to flow.

And feelings, once as strong as passions,
Float softly back a faded dream;
Our own sharp griefs and wild sensations,
The tale of others' sufferings seem.
Oh ! when the heart is freshly bleeding,
How longs it for that time to be,
When, through the mist of years receding,
Its woes but live in reverie !

And it can dwell on moonlight glimmer,
On evening shade and loneliness;
And, while the sky grows dim and dimmer,
Feel no untold and strange distress
Only a deeper impulse given
By lonely hour and darkened room,
To solemn thoughts that soar to heaven,
Seeking a life and world to come.





By:Charlotte Bronte

One of my fave !!

Monday, February 8, 2010

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRO'



As kids, we lived together, We fought, we laughed, we cried. We did not always show the love, that we both had inside...

We shared our dreams and plans, and some secrets too. All the memories we share, Is what bonds me now to you.

We grew to find we have a love, that is very strong today. It’s a love shared by our family, that will never fade away...

You've been there for me through all pitfalls;You're always there to catch me
If ever I start to take a fall...


When my life fell apart;You patched things up
You took care of my heart,When times got rough...


You are my brother not by choice, but by the nature of our birth. I could not have chosen a better one, you are the best on earth...

Love u million....zillion ....times over
Have ur best birthday ever...... :)

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

~ JUST FOR WHAT I AM ~


"Marry me", you say
and you will
the very stars pluck from the skies
and drop them in my lap
for my pleasure.
But, my Love
what will I, with stars do ?
Promise me instead
A flower for my hair
A loving word, a tender smile,
An unsolicited bit of praise
To show me once a while
You Love me True.

"Marry me", you say
and you'll forever be mine
all the riches of the world
at my feet, you'll lay
to prove your love for me.
Promise, instead, to sometimes
an errand run for me
to cheer me, when blue
with a cup of coffee
to carry the shoppings
to make the beds
to walk the baby
or clean the shelf
just once a while to show me
that you Love me True.

"Marry me", you say
for lovelier far am I
than any in the land
But, will you love me
If I snap and frown and weep?
when my nose runs with cold?
when I'm heavy with your child?
Will you, then too, hold my hands
when they'll be rough from washing
will you, when grey & fat,
smooth my hair as tenderly?
Or sit by my side
when I'll be with fever be?

For My Love
can't you see
I'm no celestial creature
but just as simple girl of flesh and blood
with dreams and hopes
faults and fears
frowns and tears
But if you'll have me
As I am
I'll be yours for all my days
through laughter and tears
Illness and good health
I'll stand with you
Hand in Hand
All this I promise you
If you'll marry me, My Love,
~JUST FOR WHAT I AM~

written years ago
March 18' 1992

बंजारे


दिन बंजारे कब लौटे हैं
कब हुए किसी के बैरागी पल
जीवन में तेरा आना शायद जाने को था
सो चला गया....
मत पूछो कितना हम रोयेंगे
मत पूछो कितना हम तड़पेंगे
चाँदी सी लहरों पर जब-जब
किरण हँसेगी संध्या की
नहीं पूछना इस साहिल से
गुमसुम क्यों हो
फूलों के गालों से जब-जब
कोई शबनम ढूलकेगी
नहीं पूछना तुम पतझढ़ से
रोते क्यों हो
कुंठित मन
घायल अभिलाषा
टूटे सपनो की अर्थी ले
किन मोढ़ो पर रुक जायेंगे हम
तुम चिंता मत करना
तुमसे शिकवा नहीं हे साथी
तुमने तो दी हे
प्रीत मुझे
जाने क्यों भूल गयी में
भंवरा तो मंडराता ही हे
कलियों पे.........


MARCH 12' 1992

अन्तस में बंद भावना चोट खाकर और भी प्रखर हो जाती हे
इन्ही उबलते पिघलते भावों को पन्नों पर पसार देने की कोशिश ही
कविता बन जाती हे...

Monday, February 1, 2010

फर्क


चाहती हूँ हमारे बीच का प्रसंग
यूँ ही चलता रहे.....
लेकिन
सूनी रात के सन्नाटे में
अनजान राह पर
अजीब उमंग से बढ़ते हुए
क़दमों को
न चाहकर भी, करती हूँ जब
रोकने का प्रयतन
सहम जाती हूँ तब
एक चुप्पी आवाज़
मेरे भीतर से फिसलकर
पहुँच जाती हे कहीं दूर
सुन पाती हूँ
केवल प्रतिध्वनि मात्र
एहसास तब करती हूँ
कितना फर्क हे-
चलते रहने और रुक जाने में......

तुम्हारे वे अंदाज
जो मेरी समझ से बाहर हे
पहेली बन गए हे
उन्हें बूझ न पाने की लाचारी में
एहसास करती हूँ
कितना फर्क हे
समझ लेने
और ना समझ पाने में.....

जब मेरे अधरों से कहलाकर
मेरी ही बातों में मुझे उलझाकर
तुम हँस देते हो
तब एहसास करती हूँ
कितना फर्क हे
कह देने
और चुप रह जाने में.....

कभी स्मृति के दर्पण पर
झलक आता हे
किसी अनचाही याद का अक्स
और कोई बहका सा ख्याल
खींच ले जाता हे मुझे
अतीत के भँवर में
एहसास करती हूँ तब में
कितना फर्क हे
याद रखने
और भूल जाने में........

एहसासों के इस पुलिंदे को
शब्दजाल में बाँधकर
करना चाहती हूँ जब
तुम्हारे सम्मुख अभिव्यक्त
तो गुम हो जाती हे आवाज़
अन्त:करण से उभरी एक खामोश गूँज में
सोचती हूँ में तब
कितना फर्क होगा
एहसास करने
और महसूस करा पाने में........

Sunday, January 24, 2010

TRUE COLOURS

I am peaceful now
cool, calm, & collected
as the saying goes

Monday, January 18, 2010

My Beloved, What Are You ??


In the churning frenzied waters of living
With tidal waves gone insane
On the flimsy paperboat,called life,
Your strong brown arms spell safety & succour...
For you are the protector,saviour,father figure.
When coal black eyes, red black live coals
Blaze with a passion, bent on possession
In unconditional surrender
with open arms
I await total subjugation
Raising no defence against the welcome assault
For then, you are the lover
Drowning me in love...
Leading the way
to agonizing ecstasies and silent raptures.
When you sleep, with your head upon my breast
With a beautific smile on your lips
A melting, aching tenderness suffuses me
I circle your unconscious innocence in my arms
As fiercely protective as a tigress with cubs
For then, you are my child.
When with awe, reverence and utter devotion
In worship, you clasp my unworthy feet
And emotion, overpowered, you cover them
With tears and kisses
To exalt me to the pedestal of a Goddess
In my eyes, it's God that you become.
Father, Son, Lover or God
My Beloved, what are you?
To encompass in totality, my femininity
You are the complete, the perfect male
Manhood, in it's entirety
The desired mate
My soul-mate
Who made my sojourn on this Earth
Worthwhile...

WOMAN


I haven't understood till now
What a woman is for, after all
Is it only to bear pain
And smile bravely through the tears
Or is it to bear children
For the continuation of human race?
Or to juggle between a carrer & be a homemaker
& yet keep up with the pace?
Isn't she an individual
Who has an identity of her own
Or should she always be
someone's wife,mother,sister or daughter?
It is said,"Fraility, thy name is woman."
But, I wonder
If it really holds true
For, after all, it is she
Who dies every time
She brings forth a new life...
Nature too bestowed the woman
To bear extreme pain & yet stand tall
For it knew, the man will never
be able to pull it through.
It's the woman who soothes gently
All the worries of her mate
And becomes his pillar of strength
In times of despair.
So shouldn't the quotation say-
"An epitome of
Love, strength & courage
Thy name is - WOMAN"

Saturday, January 16, 2010

THE ROCK AND THE SEA


I'm the eternal rock by the shore
Unchangeable, immovable, stable to the core
You are the sea, with it's many moods
That loves, hates, sulks & broods.
Sometimes, your frolicsome waves so tease
That with their infectious love,they cannot but please
Sometimes in a frenzy, the roller crash
And any resistance I put up, to pieces dash.
At times, for no reason at all
Your favours, you withdraw
The tide ebbs and I stand
naked,vulnerable & raw.
The burning sand brutally taunt
As I burn with desire, need & want
And when I think
With you I've lost all ground
You embrace,engulf, literally astound
In a wave of passion you submerge
Till at last, sputtering, I emerge
And then, for the flimsiest of all reasons
Our love, with the fury of tempest
You season
Foaming at mouth, you come
Crowding upon me
And shake my foundations
however strong they may be.
Just when I think, I can bear no more
You are a sheet of mirror
from shore to shore
Though only for a shortwhile
Restful and calm
To my frayed nerves
such an incredible balm
Why Oh Why do I tolerate you?
In the name of heaven
If only I knew...
Your fluidity and my stability
Are a perfect foil for each other
And I know each cannot
Exist without the other.

Friday, January 15, 2010

BOUNDARIES


Confined
inside the boundaries
created by my own mind
sometimes
I feel
I'll explode

But then
It's me only
who lets
power of another mind
supersede
my quest for learning

for how long
for how long.....

Sweet notings

xxxxxx