Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Mommy, Who's Santa


Christmas is a time of joy
It’s about being with family, having a good time

And thanking god for all that he has given us
Hey did I miss Santa’s gifts?

I say, being a kid is beautiful
You live with a lot of misconceptions
Like every other kid, I used to believe in santa
But as dumb as I was, i used to tell dad what I wanted for Christmas
So every time he would be my santa
And give me all that I had wished for
He tried his level best to keep Santa alive...

But irrespective of whether santa exists or not
He has sure gifted happiness to the world…
A four year old does not know who santa is
But is happy coz he got his favourite toy car...
A ten year old enjoys the pudding and the snow fight
A sixteen year old girl is happy as she gets an excuse to go and meet her boyfriend
Parents are happy coz the entire family celebrates together
Elderly see a connection to god in the candles they light
Even a child selling santa’s mask at the traffic light is happy
He doesn’t know who santa is
But the mask sure helps him earn bread for his family!

Today, in our busy lives, Christmas has become more important
As it makes us come together as FAMILY
Which we might not otherwise
How I wish I could still live in those misconceptions
And get up next morning to find a chocolate under my pillow
And with the same innocence, while eating my chocolate, ask my mother
Mommy, who’s Santa?

Monday, December 17, 2007

Wasted in Love…



There are times when you wait for things to happen
And when they do,
You feel like you are the luckiest person on earth
The sun shines at you,
You feel the warmth inside
Life looks beautiful...
But soon you realise
That love is not that pink and fluffy.

Let me come to the point
I loved someone.
At least I thought I did.
I don’t know if it is the same now
I had won him after a lot of struggle and nights of blaming god
Back then things were great between us
The midnight talks,
The moonlit walks
I had it all
Before tables turned
And I realised that those years of waiting and blaming god
Was a waste of emotions and nothing else
I wasn’t that lucky
After all, all that glitters is not gold…right?
So I cried…
Days, sometimes nights…
I wanted to quit but then…
Something made me reflect back.
And I smiled, at my innocence
It was then that I realised that god was teaching me an important lesson
That everything you ever want is not always good for you
And that is why you don’t get it
As simple as that
But we still blame him, don’t we?
I know, he knows what’s best for me
And lately, I have started trusting him ;)
Guess what?
The sun is shining at me again
I see a future…
Far away, far better…
Who was I kidding?
I am too precious to be wasted in love…

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Kyon bhag rahe hain hum?

Zindagi bhi ajeeb hai
Jab se hosh sambhala, bhag hi rahi hoon main
School mein marks ke peeche
College mein rank ke peeche
Aur MBA mein, naukri ke peeche…

Zingadi ki isi bhag daud se bahut kuch seekha hai maine…
Dekha hai bhichad kar pane ki khushi ko
Manzil ko choo jane ki khushi ko
Rooth kar maan jaane ki khushi ko
Door jaakar paas aane ki khushi ko
Hum sab ne kuch khokar kuch paaya hai
Aur kuch naya pane ke liye, bhag hi to rahe hain hum…

Par ab thak gayi hoon main.
Thak gayi hoon is bheed mein akela rehkar,
Wapas jaana chahti hoon.
Un raston par jo peeche choot gaye…
Un doston ke paas, jo dost the
Jab paise ka koi mol na tha
Jab koi haar jeet na thi
Jab khush rehne ki koshish nahi karni padti thi,
Dukhi hone ke liye abhi chote hi the hum…

Hasna seekha hi tha bhi,
Ki kanchon ki jagah sikkon ne le li…
Aaj paisa bolta hai.
Kabhi kabhi hum dab jaate hain,
Samajik niyamon ke neeche
Acha dikhne ki koshish mein
Hum kaun hain, humein yaad nahi
Yaad hai to ye ki samaj kya sochta hai
Kyon? Nahi rehna mujhe in galiyon mein
Jahan har cheez ki keemat lagayi jaati hai
Jahan sachayi ka koi mol nahi
Bas zinda hain
Aur jiye ja rahe hain
Jahan sachayi ka koi mol nahi
Bas zinda hain
Aur jiye ja rahe hain...
p.s- Thanks for all the appreciation that I recieved for my first hindi poem. Hope you like this one as well.

Friday, October 19, 2007

M daddy’s little princess

This poem of mine is for all the girls in the world who love their dads. I shall gift it to my dad the day I get married, which has quite some time i hope.
M daddy’s little princess

I am his little princess, he says
My dad always used to think my prince would find me.
And I would always laugh it out.
But he wouldn’t agree,
So we would practice my wedding dance late in the night.
I could see his eyes grow moist as his heart would cry.
My darling grew up so fast, he would always say...

We would have cake together behind my mom’s back.
Then enjoy a cup of coffee at 4 in the morning,
Only to get up late next day, and find my mom screaming over the kitchen mess.
With him I could live,
I could breathe, I could dance my dream.
I never worried what’s written for me...

Until time rolled by and I found my prince
He who made me mature to a queen...
Today this queen stands betrothed,
And tomorrow I shall leave

I have only today daddy,
And I don’t wanna let go...
Until time unwinds,
Today I’ll just have a ride
People say marriage is a woman’s second birth
And before I would realize it
I will be born again
And that day, I shall dance with my dad.
My last dance, as his princess…
His princess I shall always be…

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Under a Deathline...

96 people have died till now in accidents involving Blueline buses. Deathlines, they are called these days. Of all the parents who lost their children, of all the children who lost their parents, I dedicate this poem to all who passed away. May their souls rest in peace.

I have written the following poem from the perspective of a father who lost his only son to a deathline.
Its all dark, the sky is blue
And I am still running
In the hope to find him
Coz waiting on the other end
Is one of my dearest friends.

My friend, my son, my life
Ruthlessness finished his journey
I have to finish this race, he says
How do I do it without him now?
Its wasn’t one person who took him away
It is the system I am a part of
It is the hatred I belong to
It is the air that I blew once

Today I lost a piece of my heart
To the system, that will mellow down
In a tiny newspaper article
How we succumb to our own miseries
Today, tomorrow and as the days follow
Fake promises made, we swallow pain
As time goes by in melancholy…

I couldn't meet him at his end,
Couldn't take him in my arms and tell him how much I loved him
It might take me a while to reach where he is
Although my life finished with him..
Under a Deathline

If only wishes came true….
I miss you son….
Love,
Dad

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Un-Understood

UN- UNDERSTOOD

Ever since I felt love
It was only you
with me or without
From this love
I did learn pain
And grew from it …
This beauty, un-understood…
Like you cannot see the wind
But you can feel it
I could feel your love…
This feeling, un-understood…
Until I found you
Now my heart feels complete
With the love we share
With the ways you care
I am living a dream
N My heart fears an end
Which I might not survive
Don’t know how much I need you
But when I close my eyes
N think of you
My heart starts to cry
Not of pain… but love
Coz there is a secret nobody knows
The wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
I carry your heart
I carry it in my heart…

Friday, August 31, 2007

I carry your heart

here is a poem by the famous poet E.E.Cummings . this poem is very close to my heart and is a dedication to my beautiful little sister..

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)

i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)

i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)
i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

Sunday, August 26, 2007

For U, my friend...

Am resting against a pillar and its easy to fall
I have travelled a distance and have to go far
Through this journey, that I go through
I will need a friend like u
To support me, to guide me, to hold my fall
To be my strength when I feel small
In turn my friend I promise you so
I’ll hold your hand when you feel low.
And when its help you cannot find,
Just look back, I’ll be one step behind…

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Independence day...

Hey... my first poem in hindi. N since it was the first one, it had to be on something that is very close to my heart... I am a proud Indian but I have my concerns... So this poem talks of love, love for my country.

Is swatantrata diwaz par,
Kitne hum aazad hue...
Ki aaj bhi hum darte hain,
Tere mere ko ladte hain.

Ye tera kya aur mera kya,
Arre rehem karo un sainikon par,
Jo sarhadon par marte hai ,
Ki humara ghar aabaad rahe...

Un topon ki ladai mein,
Un jismon ki katai mein,
Kitni jaanein gawai humne,
Kya kya keemat chukai humne...

Kisi ki ma pukarti rahi,
Kisi ki vadhu ne aansoo piye,
Kisi ke bachchon ka saya utha,
Kisi ka pyaar adhoora raha...

Is Do mulkon ki ladai mein,
Do bhai bhid gaye...
Koi mulk jeeta nahi,
Dono hi barbaad hue…

Koi mulk jeeta nahi,
Dono hi barbaad hue...
Is swatantrita diwaz par
Kitne hum aazad hue…

Sunday, July 29, 2007

When we are alone...

When we are alone with the stars above
We know what joins us is love
Together as one, we allow each other
To melt in the fire that burns within.
To hold each other, to embrace the sin
The sin of love, that we could make.
The love that holds, until we break
I want to cry, but tears don’t follow
From the pleasure involved that makes me swallow

The light turns blue as I see you feel
My words listen, as deep as can be
Baby, you work like music to me
Colouring my life, with the love we make.
White or red ,
it doesn’t really matter
What matters is emotion ,though colours speak a lot
The better or worse, that drifts us apart
I love you with every beat of my heart.

Friday, July 6, 2007

Painful joy...

I wrote this poem the day I was leaving for MICA, Ahmedabad for my MBA. How I wished my flight would be delayed and I could spend that one extra minute with my family...


Painful joy...

I refused to attend Pre School
I wanted to be home
With mom’s healing touch and dad’s caring soul
So I would cry all the way
And how he had dealt
A ‘please take me home daddy’
And how he would melt
I asked time to wait for me
But all in vain
Years grew old
And happiness met pain

Pain to go away…
Pain to leave behind…
Pain to quench the thirst,
That an ambition could find.
Life had been calling, I just found out
So I hit the terminal before time ran out

But as I stand alone
Waiting to end…
My heart shouts silently
Please take me home Daddy, please….

U Complete Me

U Complete Me

All that we laughed,
All that we cried….
All that we shared,
All that u lied

And all the times that u stood by,
Are within me…

And this ‘Bond’ if to define,
U ‘Complete’ me….

The day I fall in love..

The day I fall in love…

Sipping alone through coffee tonight,
I want to see what future finds…
U for me or me for u…
Or ‘Love’ with which we both bind………

Love will find its own way…
And for u, I am here to stay…
To have u in my arms, to say
Where have u been until today!!!

Living for the only thing, that’s u
Thinking bout the moments, we went thru,
Coz there is nothing else to do,
That’s gonna be so pure, so true…

So when r feelings grow so dense,
When without u I make no sense…
Behind that door, where hearts lay
Just hang in there, M on my way…

And when it is the right time,
N When my lucky star shines,
When it is given from divine,
I’ll carry Ur heart ….in Mine….

nupur

To mourn LOVE...



To mourn LOVE...

Nothing rhymes with orange
Like when I say
Nothing amuses the heart
When the one we love’s away

I have cried, I have…I know
On the shoulder of my soul,
Cried, deciding the role, I played in his life then…
Cried, remembering the moments that we spent in his den.

I often ask myself to know
What is it that I did not do?
What is it that went wrong?
What is it that he didn’t like?
Why was our bond not strong….
Nothing that my heart says
Answers these questions, you know
It says, I still love him
I smile, saying God knows!!!
Me be God chose someone else for me
We all come with a written fate.
But what this relationship told me
There is a thin line between love and hate

Me...



ME

Me is life if fast forward
Me is what it means haggard
Me is not the road to choose
Me just wants to take contour
Me is never satisfied
With what me has in its stride

Me seeks life, me seeks health
Me seeks joy, me seeks wealth
Me feels the kiss of a rose on the grave
Me feels light in a dark enclave

Me meets joy, me meets pain
Me meets loss, me meets gain
Whatever that my continent sees
Me is what me has to be
Me is what me wants to see


Thursday, July 5, 2007

I am beautiful to me...


His eyes say it all
He loves me
N as I see him looking at me
I feel loved
As a silence gathers me
A shiver runs inside
His patience bothers me
As I close my eyes

We make a beautiful painting
Somewhere light somewhere dark
Like silence in chaos
Like an evening at noon
Like a drive in the rain
Feels like music when in pain
Coz from the way he looks at me
From the way he takes my hand
From the way he comes close
From the way his touch descends
I am beautiful to me….

Saturday, June 30, 2007

Coming back to You….


Coming back to You….

Starting on a confused note
Which I had left long ago
Feelings in the strings attached
Loosely floating, now to roll

You took one step n I another
Opening doors until we meet
It took a night to slowly gather
What we had and what we need

Dreams usually don’t come true
But in my case they did and how
That now I want to sleep no more
Hold this time and not go now

Test of love, test of life
Test of us to lie inside,
This cozy little space we made
In your arms, in its shade ….

Love Actually

Love Actually
I have mugged love,
I cannot comprehend it
Is it the preserved self waiting to be lost
Or is it the pain, passion embossed…
It is an addiction, and you give in
To the saint in the mistress that lies within…

You register a feeling, you cannot explain
It feels like music, a dance in the rain
It is an assurance, that you belong
To the eyes that want you, for whom you long
There are no rules, you have no say
But you eventually find it, at the end of the day…
Love actually…never dies
It is the thing that keeps you alive…

When love meets pain

When love meets pain...
Love got us together
Fate got us apart
From the moment I hugged you last
From the warmth I found in you
From shaking hands in front others
From keeping touch till fingers last

It wasn’t easy for me

How I wanted to run back to you
How I wanted to be in your arms again
How I wanted to forget everyone
Hold you tight and in the moment, pray
For some more time, to be with you
For some more time to be with you

It wasn’t easy for us
I could have broken down
But I had my strength with me
To keep me floating around
Coz I was already in water
But u didn’t let me drown…


I have you baby
Through the moments we shared
They speak a thousand words
They help a thousand ways…

You have me in my poems
N there are many more to come
Coz I know you love them
The way you love me..

True love or just friends...

True love or just friends...
Going back to where we started,
I look back now, with things sorted.
I learned that I had won something,
A friendship that was above everything

I relished what I once had,
You pampered when I was sad.
I was entangled in this love mesh,
Now I have started afresh…

But I can’t do it all alone,
I will need you at every step.
To guide me and to be with me,
If I ever fumble in the life’s test.

Thanks for being there when I needed you
When life had gotten sans hue.
I will always cherish what I had for you
Feelings that were always true……

Times

Times

It was only today that we met
We shared, we loved, we cared, we meant
With each other with each passing day
It was hard to say good bye to yesterday

Unaware of what comes tomorrow
We drove to the light in the lane so narrow
There were times when we fell
There were times when we were gray
But the times that we spent
Were those late yesterdays

Those late night talks
Those moonlit walks
The million crushes
The morning rushes
We took them together, to really gather
The memories so sound, highly profound


Softly the leaves of memories will fall ,
Slowly I’ll gather and pick them all
Because today, tomorrow
and till my life is through ,
I’ll always cherish knowing someone like u……….