tinhi sanjela basalo aasatana
haluch manachya ashwanvar swar houn
yetat kahi aathawani
na dhyani na mani
kadhi daudat, kadhi rakhadat
kiti kahi sangun jatat
aaplyala aaplyachbaddal
tu asa hotas,ti vel ashi hoti
janu kahi aapanach nakalat lihileli dainandini
kadhi mazyach balapanat mala khechun netat
durunach lapandav khelatat
kadhi swatahach lapatat kalachya oghat
kadhi malach lapavatat vartamanat
kadhi gheun jatat tichya mithit
jithe swargasukhachi prachiti hote
tya dolyanmadhdhye haravun jana
ani haravlele astanach aapala marg hach asalyachi janiv hona
na dhyani na mani asatana
achanak sagala bolun jaana
aathavani athawaychya nasatat
tyanna phulayala dyayacha phulansarakha
kalicha rupantar phulat honar mahit asunahi
ashchcharyachakit vayacha asata kadhi na apekshilyasarakh
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Minding Ocean
I was at the beach
The Atlantic ocean was making rhythmic sound of waves
I can not say i was totally calm.
The Heart was full of emotions trying to reach out; just like the ocean trying to reach beach wave after wave
And whrilpools of thoughts started in my mind
Mind and Ocean; behave as if one is mimicking the other
Both hide lot of things inside No one can tell what both have in them
It can have beautiful reef flourishing life or abis prevailing death
The moon though so far governs the tides of the Ocean; A person so far sometimes governs tides of Mind; emotions.
Both ocean and mind are governed by intangible forces
The Mind is sometimes beautiful like a sunny day on beach and yet it brings the Tsunami sometimes trying to destroy everything
This ocean can not be calmed down so is the Mind
so it would not be too much to say that Ocean is just like Mind
I hope Ocean won't mind it.
The Atlantic ocean was making rhythmic sound of waves
I can not say i was totally calm.
The Heart was full of emotions trying to reach out; just like the ocean trying to reach beach wave after wave
And whrilpools of thoughts started in my mind
Mind and Ocean; behave as if one is mimicking the other
Both hide lot of things inside No one can tell what both have in them
It can have beautiful reef flourishing life or abis prevailing death
The moon though so far governs the tides of the Ocean; A person so far sometimes governs tides of Mind; emotions.
Both ocean and mind are governed by intangible forces
The Mind is sometimes beautiful like a sunny day on beach and yet it brings the Tsunami sometimes trying to destroy everything
This ocean can not be calmed down so is the Mind
so it would not be too much to say that Ocean is just like Mind
I hope Ocean won't mind it.
Monday, January 15, 2007
Jotted the dotted
Off late writing has become my new time pass...not yet hobby.
It’s amazing, how the thing that I hated in my childhood has become my favorite time pass. I remember as a school boy the only times i used to write something creative were the essays in exams and I hated them so much...now I wonder, what transformed me?
Friend tell me that you have become really active in last few days...blogs and all
but those who know me well will accept that this has always been going on in my 'HEAD'. it's just that, now i have started jotting them down.
My blogs are not meant for revolution, brain storming, social awareness or for that matter, any great cause.
They are just what I think...
Isn't that's how they should be?
Sometimes we want to talk but not to anyone and certainly not to yourself. The blogs give you feeling that your thought are now out there ...open can be read by anyone...but no face to make you awkward. May be this is the very subtle feeling in any writer's mind that provokes writing.
I do not care about the literary value of my blogs...because they are precisely not aimed for that.
Yes, they are what I am...a shade of what i have been and a tinge of what I will be.
It’s amazing, how the thing that I hated in my childhood has become my favorite time pass. I remember as a school boy the only times i used to write something creative were the essays in exams and I hated them so much...now I wonder, what transformed me?
Friend tell me that you have become really active in last few days...blogs and all
but those who know me well will accept that this has always been going on in my 'HEAD'. it's just that, now i have started jotting them down.
My blogs are not meant for revolution, brain storming, social awareness or for that matter, any great cause.
They are just what I think...
Isn't that's how they should be?
Sometimes we want to talk but not to anyone and certainly not to yourself. The blogs give you feeling that your thought are now out there ...open can be read by anyone...but no face to make you awkward. May be this is the very subtle feeling in any writer's mind that provokes writing.
I do not care about the literary value of my blogs...because they are precisely not aimed for that.
Yes, they are what I am...a shade of what i have been and a tinge of what I will be.
Tuesday, January 9, 2007
Complicated by compliments
Compliment...Can this word has any tinge of Negativity? Naaah I think not.
Still we are always afraid to give complements to strangers.
Sometimes you see beautiful girl standing right besides you and you feel like just telling her that she is looking beautiful. No expectations...no dreams...no further...may be you will and you do forget her just as you leave the place.
The mere fact that she is a complete stranger, makes you feel complimenting is quite inappropriate.
Dedicated to all those girls, who looked amazingly beautiful...but did not receive any compliments from me.
Still we are always afraid to give complements to strangers.
Sometimes you see beautiful girl standing right besides you and you feel like just telling her that she is looking beautiful. No expectations...no dreams...no further...may be you will and you do forget her just as you leave the place.
The mere fact that she is a complete stranger, makes you feel complimenting is quite inappropriate.
Dedicated to all those girls, who looked amazingly beautiful...but did not receive any compliments from me.
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