A solitary walk

Urging the will to move away from artificial laughs of the world, I reclined on the chair of thought-beds.

Trying to shirk off diffident knocks within, my feet stood up in anticipation of silver cuts.

Playing the drama of real life in the cosmos, I saw the bees and butterflies cheering the cause of art.

Sinking in the arrays of visual treats, my eyes that flickered with a lull failed to send them to heart.

Marching towards the gates of everlasting love, my feet faltered many a time to hold a hand of blessing.

Hiding the words that haunt me day and night, I looked in awe at the cherubic face of the peak that hates hissing.

Searching for a soul to accompany me with pleasure, my cells yearn to spin yarns of love that knows not any sale.

Sneering remarks in mounds heralded my crown as I crossed the deserted path towards the peak of fairy tale.

Walking in solitude with quick paces, my panting stopped upon seeing the beautiful face alighting in love.

Researching on the serendipity of wavy thoughts that bother still, I wanted to transform into a dove.

Thanking the gentle pat of the face on my back, I knelt down with eyes full of tears to kiss its hand.

Reminding the return solitary walk that awaited me, the holy face sank happily in my heart of sand.

Rhythmic beat

To enjoy music, one need not be a master of it. It is also true that listening to audio or watching TV may not be as effective as one's physical presence during a live performance.

Today evening, I had an opportunity to witness the young budding artistes displaying their various skills in music, classical instruments, dances etc. They had all assembled under one umbrella - Indian Institute for Performing Arts, Bahrain. It was a delight to see those youngsters perform with elan during the 4th anniversary celebrations of the institute.

Needless to mention, Atul has participated in the group performance of Tabla. These boys (of senior level) played well, maintained rhythm and perfect synchronisation. It was a moment of pride as a mother to witness my son's one of many talents that he has been nurturing, being staged. God bless the child!

Dancing with daffodils

Worthy words shun me away
Searching, searching stood I in bay
Glancing at stars for a streak
Prancing they came though weak
Watching the breeze sashay the trees
Danced those words as that of bees
There stood the daffodils shining
Came my lovely words twining
Reached those fringes in a fit of thrill
Shook in joy that kissed my frill
Swaying let me write them soon
Else they would migrate happily to moon

Dearest Mother.....

Around I see to learn about your greatness
Able am I not to understand them though
Arouse my spirit to lean on gentleness
Accept my prayers, please rectify what I know

The sun, the moon, the stars and the sky
They come and go in turns to sparkle
They decorate your sari in gleaming sly
They give your glimpse in gentle warble

As I look at the sky that is high to touch
I am taught about the world of fake
As I marvel at the sun that is hot as such
I am reminded only to give and never take

As I see the moon that is lit in the dark
I want to be peaceful even when I pant
As I see the waves that lash the shore stark
I understand my ravening thoughts that rant

As I try to count the stars that glitter
I am whispered of many secrets to explore
As I figure the clouds that change its contour
I grasp the attitude of man in core

As my eyes feast on the colourful rainbow
I realize that the joys are really rare
As I view the mountains from below
I recognise the peak is far for this fare

As I giggle with the running water of the river
I value the essence of time that never stops for anyone
As I hear of the volcanoes that constantly quiver
I shiver at the dangers of anger that destroys everyone

As I am kindled by the gentle touch of breeze
I wish to be soothing to all who approach
As I learn about fire by its warmth at times of freeze
I care only to be helpful, not destroy when encroach

As I view the birds that fly very high
I wish to join them to rise to that level
As I observe the walk of majestic lion O My
I admire from a distance, but to go near is lethal

As I look at the deer that runs so fast
I wish to be innocent as never before
As I enjoy the dancing of peacock at its best
I like to imitate him coming to the fore

As I see the waddling of the duck closely
I wish my works are done with less effort
As I look at the flowers that blooms beautifully
I wish my heart blossoms with a musical note

As I stare at the meadow that is wide
I wish to feed all with my hand
As I sense the droplets of rain outside
I love to cry with the clouds inland

As I see the babe in arms sleeping sweetly
I long to lie on your lap O Mother
As I witness the feudal fights ghastly
I cry at your feet for the reason O Mother

As I step into the temple to see you Mother
I am reminded of my earthly mother always
As I see the homeless in the world nether
I long to take them in my fold in all ways

As I see the crooked people in daily life
I wish I fight with you wholeheartedly
As I see the wars that ends only in strife
I wish I vanish from this world deliberately

As I see my little son growing in my care
I thank you for making me a mother too
As I see the grief-stricken with chest bare
I do not understand your ways too

As I see the playful children in the garden
I wish I become a joyful child in no time
As I hear stories of happiness in eden
I long to see such a world with a sweet rhyme

As I see the lovers in trance accidentally
I understand why your love is so truthful
As I had gone through the birth of baby achingly
I understand that pleasure and pain are in bountiful

You reveal your identity thus in many ways, O Mother
Yet I know not how to remain peacefully
Your grace is sure for all, O Mother
Yet forgive me and hold my hand lovingly

Life

Brings in surprises to elate
Accumulates memories to relate
Craves to own beautiful things
Rejoices at precious moments

Heralds with many failures
Tears the hearts to pieces
Battles with emotions of heart
Cheers up to have a fresh start

Reminds to thank the good
Stings at times of mood
Mourns greatly at every loss
Dazzles with superficial gloss

Urges to rise from fall
Desires of fantasies tall
Teaches to love and live
Thus learns to bow and give

Plays havoc for some
Riddles with theories gruesome
Pleases with nuance of art
Shows glimpses only to depart

Grapples with feelings strong
Sings melodies of song
Bestows grace in breath
Unites with love in death

Death

Sleep spreads its magic wand everyday
Joy and pain wait even during its stay
Temporarily tosses ‘I’ and ‘me’ of the daily fray
For it conquers all in its seductive play

Death is nothing but a sweet sleep
Returns not life with a loud beep
Makes others grieve with a solemn weep
For the emotions are out from their deep

Many do not know who is the real he
Tender their bodies with much glee
Fail to act in the world like a bee
For they bother about opinions as their life key

Is there anyone who listens to wise men?
Accept life as it flows in this worldly den
Let our eyes see only with a noble vision
With a swerve of zeal touch the new horizon

Never treat death as a punishment
Everyone must shake its hands as final settlement
‘I am ever lasting’ is the thought of the ignorant
As the mother earth grabs the body in merriment

What happens after leaving the body is a mystery
None could document it too as history
Fear can mar the existence in its entirety
Hence learn to enjoy life with charming artistry

Body never looks the same since birth
Mind too shapes stories in a funny mirth
Feelings are always taking its pitiful berth
Laugh it out, as they finally end up in a beautiful wreath

Life craves for a beloved to understand and love
Dreams even to hold hands to die with love
When life could not join their hands in love
Can anyone answer death can justify such love?

Yeah, why to blame death for reasons unknown
As life warbles in its sweet melody alone
Tears or laughter make no sense to be shown
Lessons are to be learnt even when we drown



So revere death with a complete prostration
Offer your all with a humble salutation
Always be a flower in this life of connotation
And die gracefully with peaceful gratification

Wise say that soul has no age to denote
As it keeps changing its body dress to emote
Die when you live is the wisdom to note
Kill the thoughts that disturb even remote

O Death! You are a craftsman in cloaking your identity
May fail to honour you, when you decide to catch this entity
Though I wish not to make you wait at my doorstep
I know fully that you are a master of justice in every step

Accept my pitfalls and blemishes with a big heart
Forgive my misgivings and lead me from the start
I have no qualms to complain in the world of art
Do you see me laughing always as I happily depart?

Bring your ears to me, I loved to live with only love in my heart
Intended not to hurt anyone even from the start
Had no qualms to complain even in the world of art
Now do you see why am I laughing with you as I depart?

A death wish

Living in a big branched tree
Enjoying the company of many
Arraying my possession of honey
Roaming the forests uncanny
Nectar I took from flowers free

Tremble people on seeing our swarm
Only their eyes on honey to make us harm

For our wander is not in batch
Our stings are very sharp to protect
Remember our greatness and reflect
Grand is our work honey do we collect
In came people our palace became target
Vexed was I they made me upset
Enemity ruled me to sting my catch

Accorded my wish with full credence
Lo! What happened to my breath & sense
Losing my life my fall was intense

Lamenting not for my loss of kingdom
Over is my life listen to my wisdom
Victory is for one who learns to forgive
Embrace all with love though harm they give

Accept this prayer Lord recited with pain
Let me not be born as honeybee again
Lower not my life that brings any stain