Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Another day

Another day of my travel

So many stories to unravel

Another new dish that i can taste

Away from this daily haste

Another smile that we can share

Another person for whom I will care

Another relationship to care for

Another contact in my phone that i cant ignore

Another landscape to explore

Another effort to learn their folklore

One more night where I can sleep under the sky

One more day to rise and fly

What will I get out of it might be your question

My answer is " I want to challenge Life and its notion "

Saturday, August 20, 2011

I will look to explore and enjoy is all that I can say


Fews day left and I will leaving soon

so much to see with so less time in Dehradoon

My office colleagues are suggesting me some places to see

I hope to discover them when I am free

Tommorrow hold the key and is the big day

All the reasons to explore this town because its a sunday

Of all the brainstorming Lasa has clearly won

After all Tibetian food is always a lot of fun

The weather is mischievous and reminds me of my childhood

The diversity seems to be there in every aspect and not just food

So I hope to make the best of this Sunday

I will look to explore and enjoy is all that I can say







Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Dhara behti thi kabhi aur use aaj pe kehte hai Dharaji

Suno us gaon ki kahani ji

Dhara behti thi kabhi aur use aaj pe kehte hai

Dharaji


Nadi hi nahi sanskriti bhi

Aschariya janak dhara behti thi kabhi


Shradhalu hazaro mein aate the kabhi

Kitni kahaniyaan is thehre pani mein dabi


Baandh ke pani se who dhara hui dharashai

Who bhutia amavasya ki raat ……

Kitno ki zindagi mein andhera lai

Ab to who pal sachai se kitni ddor hai

Vikas ke naam par yeh barbadi ka kaisa fitur hai



Dhara duboya, jungle duboya ab kis kehar ki bari hai

Is anyaye ke khilaf aaj bhi ladai zaari hai

Paryavaran ka sanket inko samajh na aaye ji

Hamari Narmada mai pe yeh kaisa anyay ji


Yeh hain is gaon ki kahani Ji

Dhara behti thi kabhi aur use aaj pe kehte hai

DHARAJI”

Sunday, March 27, 2011

DHARAJI

A story of pain and annoyance
Is tragic but still of utmost significance

Memories are traumatic
The approach was erratic

Those who have lost cant just see at the sight with despair
Dreams crushed, heart aches beyond repair

After all that has happened how everyone can be so cold towards them
Who will take responsibility and who will be punished for this Mayhem?

Their lives changed after that dreadful incident
Their trauma and struggle are very much evident

After all that has happened now they have to deal with the fraud and forgery

The enigma of the places continues
Its name is Dharaji

Monday, March 21, 2011

My Crazy City

Every time I walk the streets of this crazy city
I feel its lacks honesty and integrity

People throwing plastic bags here and there
Spoiling the city beyond repair

Why I seems to be there favorite quote
Ignorance is exhibited whether its throwing papers in the dustbin or our right to vote

Heading towards our own extinction
On our path to self destruction

I see people lonely in the crowd
I see people thirsty amidst rain and cloud

This city was not meant for instances of annoyance
The credit goes to our own ignorance

We are building so many walls so we are bound to be suffocated
Even the kids of this town are exhausted

The parks are quiet and empty
The streets are noisy and the vehicles are plenty

The creator must be laughing at his own mistake
Does reality exist in the city or is everything fake

Its not long when a breeze in this town will be a miracle
Are we prepared for this debacle

As I think of more rhyming words I see an 8 year old kid putting the plastic bags in a bin

It gives me the hope that all is not lost and we can still win

We can still own the city
We can still appreciate its diversity


A city which will not require the certificate of organizing events to build its visibility
A city which will guarantee its residents participation and equality

I hope the next time I walk the streets of this crazy city
I could see some honesty and Integrity

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

The truth is that I have and I will always love you

Still cant figure out what did it lack
You were never a means to bring my life on track

I have loved you for a reason
It was not just an infatuation that would last only for a season

When I fell in love with you it was for a life time
And I still love you and still the heart says you are mine

I learnt from you what ambition is all about
You were always there to assure me when I was in doubt

So what if things didn’t turned out as per our desire
I still feel the flame is still burning and there is still that fire

So what if I am just hoping to collide
I know our love will not subside

So what if I am not sure what to do
The truth is that I have and I will always love you

Monday, March 14, 2011

I Wish

I wish the distance between us was less
I wish I wasn’t restless
I wish I could listen to your voice
I wish you were the outcome of my every choice

I wish all my writing was for you
I wish I could meet you when I wanted to
I wish we could walk in the rain
I wish those times were back again

I wish I could hear your laughter
I wish we could avoid that disaster
I wish I didn’t miss you
I wish I was with you

I wish life was as beautiful as it was
I wish our relationship didn’t come to a pause
I wish all my wishes were reality
And we could be together till eternity

I wish ........
......I wish

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Every single day

Memories O Memories
Collection of moments and stories

Those special moments
Connected to our sentiments

Remember the conversations (with strangers)
And the hesitation (before the conversation)

That special journey
Didn’t have an itenary

The feeling of finding myself when I was lost
Those miles were covered with minimal cost

The freedom of choosing my own way
And now all that I can say

Is that I miss those moments

Every single day

Every single day

Thursday, March 10, 2011

It enables me to say things that I cant vent

I have this habit of walking and talking to my own self
A habit that I picked up when I was twelve


It enables me to deal with a number of tensions
Its gives me the confidence to confront my apprehensions


It’s my way of reflection on how the day went
It enables me to say things that I cant vent


It started in school and still continues
It’s a huge stress buster and clarifies my view


My view of my experiences during the day
It enables me to share thoughts that I cant say


It’s my way of reflection on how the day went
It enables me to say things that I cant vent

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Meri ram pyari chai

Ek dost jo saath rehti hai chahe hum kahin bhi jaye
Khushi ho ya gum mere saath hai meri ram pyari chai

Subah jeene kea aas jagati hai
Shaam ko doton ki yaah dilate hain

Kai baat zehan mein aate isse peete peete
Isse jude hai kuch yadeein khate ur meethe

Kai dost bane is dost ji wajah se
Hardam tune saath diya kasam se

Chahe zindagi mein ho koi bhi vivad
Taazgi lati hai tere adrak sa swad

Chahe din na guzre kuch khas
Protshahit karti hai yeh cheeni ki Mithas

Ek dost jo saath rehti hai chahe hum kahin bhi jaye
Khushi ho ya gum mere saath hai ram pyari chai

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

He can’t die ….. He cant die

I am getting tired so easily these days
Is it the time to find out new ways

Waking up from my bed seems to be next to impossible
This fatigue feeling is so terrible

Where has the energy gone
Why did I got into such a zone

I was always excited about my day
But I have lost the energy someway

Its not the same me
The reason I cant see

Few things haven’t gone my way
Is all that I can say

Where is that fearless guy
Whose favorite word was why

Where is that larger than life attitude
Where have you lost yourself dude

Its time to find the same guy
Whose favorite word was why

He can’t die ….. He cant die

Friday, March 4, 2011

Missing the point and thus missing me now

I told them I was there to learn



and they ask me how much will I earn



I wanted to share the experience it was



and they said it was a losing cause



I followed my passion



and they considered it irrational



I reflected on my experience and interaction every single day



and to them I had lost my way



Amidst all these I earned love and respect



The reasons are unknown and I still introspect



Its fulfilling to remember the miles I covered



its still exciting to remember the truth i discovered



The truth of the real abhijit



for them it might be a waste but for me it is a feat



How difficult it is discover your own self



The word selfish has been associated everytime i have worked on my own self



My whole idea has always been to start the change from me



The transformation is so evident but they still cant see

Friday, February 25, 2011

Sapne Hame Jeena Sikhate Hain

Phir ek sapna dekho

Apni rah khud chuno

Muskile aayengi
...
Chunotiyan layengi

par har mat manna tum

hona mat gumsum

zindagi ka ajab hisab hai

sawalo mein jabab hain

Ulajhne ka maza sulajne wale kya jane

chahe woh ye mane ya na mane ........

Sapne hume jeena sikate hain

zindagi ki rahe dikhate hain

toh ....

phir ek sapna dekho

apni rah khud chuno :)

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Their innocence spurs me on I will fight for them on my own ... on my own

Here I stand helplessly again

The efforts that I put in irrigating my farms and building my house went in vain


I see my farms submerged and demolished

Where has my crops vanished

They call it development induced displacement

they don't care for our sentiment


Our fight is on

whether its dusk or dawn


Another day of deaths another day of survival

Is it a fault in this country to be a tribal


My home will be demolished one fine day

and obeying their orders will be the only way


I am tired of fighting for something which belongs to me

The only thing I have in mind is to break free


Their enlightening smile keep me going

Maybe thats I reason I am still sowing


I will continue to do so

In-spite of my remorse and sorrow


Their innocence spurs me on

I will fight for them on my own


I am strong enough to voice my opinion against all discrimination

Its my informed decision and not a desperation


No one has the right to deprive my children of their right

No one can restrain me from this fight


This fight is not about land and entitlements

it is about justice and commitment


Its time to remove autocracy

Its time to counter their hypocrisy

Its time to ensure democracy



Their innocence spurs me on

I will fight for them on my own ... on my own

Monday, January 24, 2011

Woh 3 din

Woh 3 din kabhi kabhi yaad aaate hain

jinke bare mein hum sochke rote hain aur muskurate hain

Woh Rekha ki story

Woh tribal dance ki glory


Woh conflict ka discussion

Woh values, ethics and morals ka confusion

Woh sameer ka unlimited gaana

Woh hamara gaon mein jaana



Woh ram ka kehna " lagta hai ek saal ho gaye"

Woh din kahan kho gaye


Woh dahi aur watermelon ka juice milake peena

Woh matke se paani nikalke peena

Woh saath me khana banana

Woh aadhi balti se nahana

Woh ek kadam daye haath ek kadam baaye haath

Woh GVNML laporiya mein aadhi raat


Woh gaon mein gobar potna

Woh eto ko kandhon pe dhona

Woh ek geet tere naam ka hai shava

Woh duniya badalne ka daava


Woh apne bartan dhona

Woh GVNML ki chat pe sona

Woh Amogh ke birthday pe gift banana

Woh subah subah chai peena aur poha khana


Woh development ka session kaise bhula sakta hun main

aaj bhi us camp ke heart to heart ko padta hun main


Woh 3 din aaj bhi yaad aate hain

jinke baare main sochkar hum rote hain aur mukurate hain

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Far away

I can see her waiting anxiously
Staring at her watch cautiously
Her eyes searching for him
She looks nervously as the natural lights gets dim

Her fingers tearing the cover of her cell phone
Her ears waiting for her favorite ringtone
She is uncomfortably standing alone
So she continues to play with her phone

And then he appears
Her anxiety disappears
And as comes near
She is almost in tears

There is that illuminating glitter in her eyes
Standing a meter away I can feel her sighs

And then she jumps in the air and hugs him as if he is the only thing she can hang on to
And he dares to push her back because he doesn’t want to


She cant believe it
No one can relieve it

Something’s are not meant the way you want it to be
Irrespective of whether you agree or disagree
I was that girl someday
And she was that boy someway
But now ……
We are away

Far Away …..

Friday, January 14, 2011

Hunkars

I have learnt so much from them. Its inspiring to see them. They have managed to create their own learning journeys and I have seen them pushing their boundaries every minute, every hour, every day....

They made me realise as a facilitator the only thing they need is a space to take ownership and responsibility and every thins else falls in place :)

And the mutual respect and admiration they have for one another is commendable. They explore, learn and contribute

and the only thing they need is a patient listening ear.

Thanks Hunkars for reiterating my faith in the process.

:)

Understanding Self

The journey of finding myself has been an interesting one. It seems now that the process was to cut a part of me everyday so that I can understand what is beneath the image that I possess.

The process was full of surprises and discomfort. I could see many layers and each layer having a different facet of me. What I didn't know was that there will be a price that I will have to pay. I had to cut a part of me to explore a part of me in order to self explore.

" I see pieces of me falling"

The learning has been dont explore too much into your self at once. Take it step by step and also take breaks in between :) I dont have ant complains .... because I have found very special things about myself...... My family and friends arent really dependent on me...... But this might hold true in your case ... so just take it step by step..... Take the decision ..... but an informed decision

Personally I made the right decision. but again there is a dilemma

Is it my belief ???

Or is my ego ???

Only time will tell

Those three days

Those three days ..... I still cant forget it ....What made it work .... The participants ? The facilitators ? or the place. I still can hear the echoes ??? ek geet tere naam ka .....??? I could feel i was alive those three days. I still want to feel it ..... But I dont think that will happen .... Was it just an illusion .....? If it was then even my existence is ......? If it wasnt........ What should i do now ? I cant forget those three days..... I cant let do ... I dont want to

Thousand Kms before I die

I want to cover thousand Kms before I die
Maybe that will relieve me of my tears and cry

I want to spend a night in the forest
Before I put my heart and soul to rest

I want to kiss the rain by extending myself through the window of the train
Maybe that will make me realize about the efforts that went in vain

I want to jump from a mountain
Maybe that will make me realize " What did I lose and what did I gain : "

I want to drown in Narmada
Maybe that will make me escape from my apprehensions and my shiver

I want to twist and turn
Before I crash and burn

I want to run and fly
Before I collide and die

Maybe ????

Maybe ????