For my parents :*

संगमरमर  के पत्तर पर आपने  मुझे चलना  सिखाया ,
इस कांटो के रस्ते से कैसे चालू ,
इस खठी दुनिया से कैसे लडूं,
आपके बिना यह ज़िन्दगी भी है क्या?............

When i think of being aloof from my parents :I

                 अजीब कसौटी है यह ज़िन्दगी,
                 मेरे मंजिलो को पाने लगी,
                 मैंने  मेरे अपनों को गवाने लगे ,
                 दोनों मेरे अपने आप  के सामान हैं ,
                 कैसे   इस सिल्सिल्ये  को तूक्रदू ................

Words of the feminist in me!!!

  कजरारे काजल और गजरा  भगवान् से हर  औरत को मिली हुयी भेट है,
    इसे  छिनने  की जुरथ किसने कीहै ,की आज हर वेध्वा सफ्येद रंग की बानिस है !!!!

Lines written when i felt lonely!!!

                                        TRAILER OF LIFE



At time life is so problematic ,neither we can give priority to the pain in losing a person nor to the happiness in earning a penny.


Life seems to be lengthy without our loved ones and for that love to long last we lay ourselves down in front of the Creator.


Often live gives an opportunity to our tears to become burden for our elegant eyes.


In the course of living life,we get into tremendous troubles in search of tranquility.


Despite of all these tragedies we still hassle with the tweak given by life because we are Humans made of HOPE ,HUE AND HEART!!!!

All About US!!!

                   THE NATION ACCEPTING POVERTY WITH PLEASURE

    Haves and have nots are the only two
         categories ,on this planet.

    The rouitne of fetching three meals a day,
             is the only proposal.

    The rich kept rising.
            The poor were always deep in the pool.

      Starvation became stronger.
             Survival turned to be stranger.

      The barriers never broke.
             But humans were brittle enough to break.

      Rich energized themselves with best bread and jam.
             Poor still struggling in search of staple bread.

        Ultimately the strength in the haves will dominate over the plight of the slaves,
             till the subcontinent steps into another new era......!!!!

                                                 My Low Life Lasted For Long

       2006 MY YEAR OF FAILURES,

  WHERE  I WAS SCARED TO MOVE FURTHER.

         PROVIDENCE TESTED MY PAITANCE,

      I FELT PITTY FOR MY PRESENCE.

                THERE WAS NO SCARCITY FOR MY TEARS,

            HURDLES WERE POSED WHICH ALWAYS MADE ME FEAR.

            

                          I LOST MY DEAR ONES,

                   I LOST IN THE COMPETITION WERE I COULD HAVE EASILY WON.

                         

                                   THERE  WERE OTHER DEEP SORROWS,

                          NONE COULD APPLY SOOTHING BALM TO MY BROKEN HEART.

                                         IN THIS YEAR I HAD NO MEMORABLE MOMENTS,

                                INSTEAD ONLY WENT THROUGHT MISERABLE MOMENTS..........

An Elegy

                                                                             AN ELEGY


Unusual people make unnecessary intrusions,


And create unwitty illusions.

The rotten rumours ever existing created,


Take away the beauty of the cypress in an easy span.

The broad heart undergoes brittle phenomenon,


None could apply soothing balm for this egony.

Those unduly moments left fragmentary,


Insecurity , ambiguity became the eternal words in my dictionary.


Conclusively discovered that I was grieving for that which is not to be grieved for,!!!!!

My first poem

                                                     CHEERFUL CHIDRUMBARUM




MYSELF THE MONEY MINISTER,


MENTOR FOR THE LEGISLATIVE MEMBERS.

I ENTER THE BATTLE FIELD FOR EVERY TWELVE MONTHS ,


MAKE THE ORDINARY LIVES MISERABLE.


MY BUDGET WOULD SURELY BLUFF,


CREATING TARIFF IN DAILY USED STUFF.


MAN MADE MERCILESS MONEY,


I MAKE THEIR MINDS MERRY- GO ROUND.

THE BILL PASSED WAKES UP THE SNORING WORLD,


AND FINALLY MAKES THE PEOPLE WEEP.



FAMILY HEAD TURNS UP WILD,


KEEPS CONTORL OVER HIS WIFE.


UNFORTUNATE CONSEQUENCES,


IRRESISTABLE NEEDS AND WANTS.

SMILE ON MY FACE,


KINDLES FIRE IN THE RACE.

UNTIMATELY MY CHORE , IS AN EVIL FINANCIAL ENDEAVOUR..............