Monday, April 30, 2018

उपहास या उल्लास ?

नमस्ते! हँसना उल्लास हो तभी, उपहास में नहीं| इसी सोच के साथ प्रस्तुत हैं कुछ पंक्तियाँ - 

उपहास या उल्लास ?

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चलते चलते वो अचानक गिर पड़ा 
रास्ते का पत्थर उसकी चाल डगमगा गया 
इधर उधर देखा लोगों को हँसता पाया 
और उस उपहास में ख़ुद को फँसता पाया 
फिर उठ गया अपने आत्म-बल को झंझोड़ कर 
एक हँसी भरी अपने ऊपर 
और फिर से जीवन में उल्लास खोजते निकल गया!

हँसना सेहत के लिए लाभदायक 
पर अच्छा तब हो जब उल्लास हो तब हँसो 
उपहास का पात्र किसी को न बनने दो 
ख़ुद पर हँसना अच्छा है कभी कभी 
अपनी कमियों से रूबरू होने के अवसर हैं ये सभी 
पर दूसरों पर हँसना कभी भी अच्छा नहीं 
मत भूलो कि हो सकता है कभी तुम भी हो सकते थे वहीँ 
उल्लास हो तो सही, पर उपहास न हो वही 

जीवन पथ पर उल्लास के कारण ढूंढ़ते चलो 
और उपहास को ख़ुद से कोसों दूर करते चलो | 

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

MUDIT

Happy Birthday Mudit!!! Though we may be miles apart, but you will always remain close to my heart... Sharing with everyone, a poem I wrote on your graduation, on your special day...

MUDIT


Come 25th April '95, a baby boy was born;
A faint little cry, innocent and shy
witnessed the coming morn.
With dimpled cheeks and rosy lips 
fitted he the nursery rhyme.
An eminent smile & charm a while portrayed 
from time to time.

His sharpness infected me as he defeated me in chess,
Caricatures drawn to his heart's delight 
amazed me none the less.
Read tales from books to him, when he was small
As, in him the coming years promised - a growing storyteller tall.

A writer, a singer, a dramatist, a would be doctor, a musician
Mr. one in all, all teemed to perfection.
carrying the legacy of our family forward, our very own Dexter;
a perfect brother who makes me, a very proud sister.

Sunday, April 15, 2018

THEee Call

Again an old poem, relevant still today. Happy reading!

THEee Call

There is a call, the sound is there.
Not so loud, too faint to care.
There is a dream, tearing my soul apart
I want to follow, guided by my heart.

Too many obstacles, seeming like some calamity;
Is reaching the zenith, going to be a reality?
The answer is for time to decide
The result, for me to abide..

Guided by mystery, keeping fingers crossed
Waiting for the judgement day, the results tossed.
If it be good, fine.
If it be bad, in any case, it's call divine.

Friday, April 6, 2018

MUSIC

Hola people!
An old-golden poem inspired loosely from the song - 'आवारा भँवरे' from 'Roja' and of course - life.

MUSIC
     
    
The cry of the baby
The buzz of the honey bee
The tip tap of the rain
The chuk-chuk of the train.

The beep of the car-horn
The beat of the clock-on
The rhythm of the sea waves
The breeze gently rustling the trees, paves

The heart-beat, the flipping coin's land,
the muttering fan, the clapping of the hands
the burps, the hiccups,
the alarms, the cheering cups

Bring to life music;
Rhythm managed in every click.

Wednesday, March 21, 2018

I

Happy world poetry day folks!


A poem to mark this day... to celebrate the diversity i.e. humanity...

I

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I am a small part of the divine whole, 
the part of the puzzle merging with other pieces to fulfill the divine role.

I am a man/woman 
playing his/her part, for gender can define me, not confine my soul which is second to none.

I am black/dusky/brown/wheatish/fair 
but my skin tone does not define my attractiveness, which is always there.

I belong to different religions and yet to none,
for, their purpose is to unite me with the one.

I live at different places, which mould me 
and make me tolerant of each other and practise the greater religion - humanity.

I am a child / adult fulfilling my role 
to attain the divine whole.

 I am a toddler/parent/grand-parent
fulfilling my duty patent.

I am a professional/non-professional,
not categorized but broadened by it all.

I love because loving is my second nature,
not bounded by gender.

I am of different shapes and sizes 
but my spirit is not, it customizes

I am my intellect, my emotions - my brain, my heart
I am me,
 not your perception, so, let me be.

Thursday, March 8, 2018

FAIR AND UGLY

Happy women's day to all the lovely ladies! Something to ponder over...

FAIR AND UGLY


Ohh! I see her tummy bulge
Fatty! eat less and more in exercise indulge
Get two tones lighter, try fair and lovely
With such dark complexion, no boy will marry you ugly!

Plunging neckline and rising hemline, her skimpy attire invites Satan's desire
Poised and graceful, in a saree, Bhartiya naree, how eloquent is her attire
Don't spread your legs, sit like a lady
Make less noise, don't raise your voice, be agreeable Sadie

So much makeup, she looks so artificial
Too poor features, requires she grooming superficial
Bossy, sassy, glossy, saucy
With what more words will you label her, fussy?

She doesn't walk like beauty in the night
She is a woman of substance acknowledge her might

Her clothes, her walk, her chores, her talk
Her frame, her limbs, her name, her whims
Are hers to don; 
Not your to own

She's divine sequel -
 comprising man and his equal
The way she is, let her be  
A little classy, sassy and yeah, a whole lot bad-assy!

Wednesday, January 10, 2018

जीवन - पीड़ा या क्रीड़ा

नमस्ते!! पहली हिंदी रचना जो blogger पर साझा कर रही हूँ | उम्मीद है आप सबको पसंद आएगी | 


जीवन - पीड़ा या क्रीड़ा 


क्षण दर क्षण यही सवाल - जीवन पीड़ा या क्रीड़ा ?
मन का नहीं हुआ - पीड़ा, ऊपर वाले के अनुसार हुआ - क्रीड़ा 
मसला वही था नज़रिया भिन्न भिन्न 
पीड़ा भी वही क्रीड़ा भी वही 
अंतर केवल सोच का ही 


विकल्प एक प्रश्न दो 
या तो हार जाओ फिर मात खाओ 
अथवा जीत लो फिर शह हो 
पीड़ा में ही क्रीड़ा ढ़ूंढ़ लो 
या क्रीड़ा को पीड़ा बना दो 


तमस के उस छोर को छू लो
 जिस छोर से उजियारा होता है 
तो जीवन पीड़ा में भी क्रीड़ा है 


प्रश्न केवल अभ्यास का है 
निरंतर चलते जाओ 
पीड़ा हो तो क्रीड़ा करो 
अंतर केवल प्रयास का है 
फिर जीवन के पथ पर क्रीड़ा ही क्रीड़ा है!

Monday, October 16, 2017

The COLOUR on your nail

Howdy guys!! This one's for all my girls - an ode to nail fetishes... Read, enjoy and don't forget to colour your thoughts... I mean comment... 

THE COLOUR ON YOUR NAIL


Be it Red! Pink! Magenta! Lilac!
Or Blue! Green! Yellow! Black!
A thousand shades to flaunt around
A thousand moods to don abound

The colour of your dress, the colour on your nail
Or contrast it or put any when all alignments fail
Doesn't even have to be a single colour
The more nails you have - the more flavour

Go all artsy! Don a nail art fancy!
Grow them! Trim them! Shape them! and see!
Or just let them be! Let them take colour of God's design!
And let them showcase your current state and give a sign

For their different textures are said to portray your current health stature
A lot of biology! Just through your nails! Rapture!
An expression of your being, your current state of mind!
Or none at all -  just the colour you fancy or easily find

Guys' lives be boring just one colour, just the same;
So flaunt your nails when you can, And up your game!!

Sunday, August 6, 2017

FRIENDship


Friends, HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY!!! A friend'ship' day special poem for you all right from the bottom of the ship of my heart! Wrote this one back in school days - the first poem to fetch me a prize in poetry writing... Cheers to FRIENDship!!!



 FRIEND'SHIP'  


On the high, rising and falling tides,
Many ships sink and some may rise;
But in the real tide of life, the ships of friendship rise and rise.
They guide, they teach; they console, they preach;
Never selfish in dealings, ever selfless in feelings;
This is how they sail from one shore to the other.

In doubt, friendship builds a firm foundation;
In trouble, it builds a firm decision;
In distress, it gives a consolation;
 In fear, the confidence for confrontation.
In sorrow, a shoulder to rest on;
In betrayal, a comrade to rely on.
Never betrays - never cheats;
 ever-forgiving - ever-lasting;
This is how it flows from second shore to another.

Never dies, never cries; never weeps, never creeps;
By leaps and bounds, it faces the stormy waves,
In midst of rumbling, it does waver and quaver;
 But again the beat is clear, and the song is over.
This is how it reaches its destination.

Wednesday, June 14, 2017

THE SOCIAL-MEDIAholic

A page from the diary of a social-mediaHolic... Read, enjoy and don't forget to post comments and please, please, please like (says the social-mediaHolic in me)... ;)

THE SOCIAL-MEDIAholic

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The link to the recitation of the poem at Your Quote's open mic event is -
'The Social Media-Holic' Shruti Khare | English Poetry | YQ - Bhopal (Open Mic 8)


I don't dress up often, don't party as such;
But when I do it has to be posted online as much!!
My friends how many you say - you can count on fingers...
A 1048 on FB if you go by numbers!!

I was at the mall yesterday... Geez! Haven't you checked my status update?
Well, it got 369 likes just to tell you so you be up to date!!
What food I like? Gawd! Didn't you check my profile?
I am pure vegan - no eggs, no bacon; hell no!! thats not my style!!

O my! O my! I just sneezed; someone's thinking of me -
#sneeze #unwell #missingme #blah blah #more blah blah - 
ohh yes that deserves an insta-grammy!!
Its been a while I must post this 51st selfie online!
& the remaining 50 deserve a boomerang from instagram by design..

O! its been an hour and just 37 likes!!
Is my dp no good :( Have dudes gone on strike ;) ?
Ohh if I don't post this I won't be a zillionaire -I must follow custom 
or I be cursed a life of  pauperism or hell - Martyrdom!!

                         ...and thus ensues the life of a social-media-holic... 


Wednesday, May 10, 2017

WHEN BEAUTY MEETS BRAINS

Aloha!! A comeback blogetry after a period of inactivity.. An ode to the brains and beauty all possess, yet the eyes of the beholder profess... (wish I had half the beauty or the brains though again it's in the eyes of the beholder... ) An attempt to ignite the buried "John Keats" in you through me and vice versa...

When BEAUTY meets BRAINS

Beauty and brains - female profile with computer / circuit brain

Behold! an angel steps inside
What charm, what grace does she epitomize
Elegance, grace - few gallon words to decide
How many guys does she victimize!

Just as fair, she tosses her words,
Parallel to petals blossoming from buds
The beauty then there meets the brain
The thoughts conveyed drive the world insane.

What a lethal combination
Ravishing beauty with an astounding intellect, what a creation!
Awe-struck is what is the definition -
For the witnesses of such a magical revelation...

Choose your reality

I am not a genius. I really like posting things. And quite often. From the morning hues to nature greens, Backpack tr...