Once again

to be right, know the way,

but still be so wrong,

to express the right way,

to reach to the point...

but get failed!

it easy to say,

not a way to convey,

but to be reasonable,

yet be blamed to be insensitive....

to be ignored!

Is it not having faith,

or the pain being too much,

where the love is lacking,

overpowered by worries....

to be rejected!!

but its just this moment,

time will pass by,

relation will start again, afresh,

revitalized, with the feeling...

to be loved!!

yes, I will not be sad,

not to take the stress,

patience...I have, will wait,

to make you understand......

to be together!!

in sorrow and happiness,

to be loved, once again.. :)

Happy Durga Puja!

So, from where shall I start?
these days go well in our country, say the Navaratri and Durga puja!! The festive season and then we have to look forward to Dusshera and Diwali!


The festivity and it's spiritual presence among the Indians is great thing, even the most youngsters like us just prefer it as a time of vacation, tie with family, new cloth, sweets and lots of Puja Pandal and Idols to visit!
A lot of creativity and hard work to be seen :)


But then, we do had this faith inside us, asking us pay respect, worship or wish for a good life from Maa Durga.
Bound by tradition, and culture, its wonderful way of celebration and spend your time.....making you more close to life around you. Its an identity we had and proud of it!
I am, let's say, not much spiritual, but the visit to Pandals is a must and then there are my friends....who better choose these days to play the Garva... as if they know anything about it!....Its fashionable and easy way to access you know what! 
And then there were foods, sales and  shopping, to thing of too.....you will never get bored these times....Cheering young and elders alike.


But then too....they do look forward to this festival....and even we admit it or not, its a part of our life, how much we want to live in the materialistic world, our spiritual life, and the traditions, woven around it will bring us back !!


So , Have a Happy Navaratri festival and Durga Puja!! 

dreamy eyes

dreamy dreamy are my eyes,
these days are so divine,
no more tired, gloomy at heart,
now its rise and shine!!


you may be moody, 
or the surrounding make you so..
but then there are those moments,
which will make you smile.


why worry if its just a part,
and a lot more lies unseen,
why despair, or be elated,
and wish things will always be....in your ways!!


so I am dreamy, 
optimism shows in my heart,
not a joy but am hoping,
a beautiful day would arrive.


thoughts pouring in my mind,
and philosophy shaping up,
small parts and some times,
are just patching up!!




its nothing of sort,
it need not to be,
feel this thing at heart,
and live as you want to be.....


dreamy in my mind,
asking for a logic,
but all I could find,
an intuition at stronger side!!


its not about reasoning,
but taking you at better side,
lighter and softer inside,
living in our good moments.


So I resign now,
letting myself, a little more of inspiring,
the feel....the goodness in the air,
and dreaming some more.....
in my dreamy dreamy eyes!!

the masks we meet...

He smiled at me,

but looks so uninterested,

and there's another one,

so hollow be the laugh.....

this one seeks sympathy,

but does he really needs,

and then comes she,

with her empty cries!!

Faces it is...

or just the masks to wear,

each emotions so unreal,

just for one's own advantage...

you could feel the difference,

or just a sense of it,

searching for a better part,

deep inside, the soul of it!!

Ego, fear, or plain envy,

we all have it under,

still we want to pretend,

to make our stand better....

early life was so easy,

the stakes not so high,

and we could express so freely,

like pebble in a clear beach!!

Is it too obvious,

or we are getting used to it,

the life taking its own pace,

just have a ride on it......

we too are changing,

situation make us indifferent,

too ready to wear this,

the masks, that we meet!!

Spare a thought...

Hey friends, Another terror strike in the capital, and our government inaction is really making us angry!!
I am sad thinking about what happened to those poor victims who have now lost many things in the peaceful life with no faults of their own?
What was their mistake to face this ordeal of pain....Will the Government admit their fault or just use the same old sympathy and condolence trick to fool the people?? 
Just a small poetry, thinking of a character/ a person who had lost his friend/family in this terror strike and his emotions when some VIPs come and  just give sympathy and save their face!!






Spare a thought,
to see the unseen,
for once a while,
to stand for something better.


we all know it,
yet we don't recognize,
we make an opinion,
but to follow is far too difficult!!


I am tired, disheartened..
weak we have become,
being a mute spectator,
taking action had never been....an option.


I asked, I cried,
why we had been chosen,
what's our mistake,
its the leaders..who hadn't spoken!!


But then what we expect,
fools gotten the fool,
the weak taken the weaker,
allowing  this bloodshed to occur??


how they can't realize?
or they are too blind,
does they know responsibility,
or just know to hide behind!!


I want them to know,
to get the grief I never wanted,
let them face the death, the fear,
the despair, the frustration......


don't give sympathy,
you have lost your credibility,
Now just its a matter of honor,
will you bring it back??
Just Spare a Thought!!

Lost in the symbols...

Lost in the symbols,

hazy it has been,

with all being superficial,

not a logic to be seen....

to ask for my senses,

or just to follow it,

to identify with itself,

or be clearer at the conscious!!

Lost I have been,

or just being immature,

blind not to see,

influenced by the heresy....

had I been casual,

or indifferent in attitude,

to follow customs or rebel,

research it out in my mind!!

Lost yet endeavors,

I had to see,

somethings far more relevant,

than a inherited story....

they had it planned,

hidden in the symbols,

to take us there,

where they had been!!

Lost in symbols,

and they speak to me,

we follow something,

which meant to be...

we criticize, we laugh,

boast off that we are smart,

but if gone deeper, believing....

the truth would have laid out....the teachings!!

symbols it is, we were blind,

to open the curtain, it took time,

I reached there...you will too,

just believe in them.....or get lost, in the symbols!!

Mirror of life

Mirror of life,

reflection of oneself,

truth not being hidden,

no veils nor disguise,

just you from the inside!

agree or disagree,

no denying of this,

realize, you may not....

revelation on your part,

it will be, staring!!

Mirror you see,

its only you,

one is watching,

No escape nor excuse,

just the character of your knowing!

the things you learn,

parts choose to ignore,

memories that evoke,

joy or pain at heart,

this could be, remembrance!!

Mirror that takes,

stand on your perception,

eyes that submerged,

ocean of experiences,

to deep inside...the soul!

to know the ultimate,

achieve your goal,

meditate to oneself,

or be conscious ways,

this would be, yours.......

eternal bliss, liberation within!!

just life......

hey friends, Its a long time since I had written something....life is a little hectic these days, with wards to attend and exam so near, isn't some relaxed phase of mind to write poetry....

And then my day to day activities are not much fun to know either.....to prescribe medications to patients, measure blood pressure, insert Ryle's tube and catheter in hospital, definitely not a interesting thing to know....is it?

Then we have the Raksha Bandhan,Independence day and now today,its Anna's Fast and house arrest...a lot have been going on these days...such an interesting stuff...

So, after all these works, my 2 months of medicine internship are over and I can at least write something for my blog, something for the recent things and here I am. A small poetry, to start with though....hope you like it!

I have seen the world,

the Nation that stands,

the people it have....

the festivals being there,

celebration of life!

I have seen the hope,

the problems we face,

the sins we have.....

the truth being there,

being hidden from sight!

I have seen it all,

the emotions we felt,

the guilt we have....

the remorse being there,

just a little more to go!!

kya likhu..

kya likhu,

batein kuch tumhari,

batein kuch hamari,

soch anokhi,

ya yadein purani!!

kya likhu,

har baat mein chupi kuch sachai,

kuch achi to kuch buri,

bas tum hum mein hai duriyan,

barna ander to basa hai wahi!!

kya likhu,

bas dhund raha hun sabd,

panktiyan kuch aisi,

bas jo man ko samjhaye,

nahi to dil ko chhu jaye!!

kya likhu,

kuch naya ho to batao,

prasn ke uttar mangbao,

cheeze jo na badle,

rishte kuch naye banbao!!

kya likhu..

So I asked..

Questions, puzzles all around,
as I sat wondering,
answers, logic all confusing,
doubting my own tries.
So I asked...
thoughts that emerge,
things needing explanation,
wanting my time to spare!!

I ask my presence,
the life that I got,
I ask the unimaginable,
so be the God.
the nature be there,
the system we adhere,
the society, the customs,
the relations we so care!!

So I sat on the bench,
alone with myself to be company,
the trees by my side,
and the grasses on my feet.
may be I was daydreaming,
or being engrossed in the thoughts,
time moved on, so the world,
the answers still not come!!

So I asked...
the reasons,the cause,
the moments that lost,
the explanation it brought.
the bench getting wet,
and skin felt cold,
the darkness that followed,
the mind that got blank.

I do have my opinions,
but there's a lot more,
the tryst would come again,
the strife will continue,
but for now I retire,
giving my mind some rest,
emptying the bench, plants below it...
for some new one to take his time!!

So I asked...
is it time,
to return from where I come,
to the world now...where I belong!!

missing my teenager years.....

Down the streets,
along the lanes,
footsteps we took,
fun we had,
the morning jog,
the evening talks,
the days we spent,
and the life we meant.

missing those moments,
or the time I always want,
the life I never had,
of being a teenager!!

Hangout around the stores,
words with a coffee sip,
a visit to the movie hall,
or just a crazy drive....
a hug on early meets,
goes with a moonlight kiss,
the phone calls and the sms,
charmed with the talk so sweet,

missing those moments of first love,
the adventure, the jovial days,
the life that I dream to have,
of being a teenager!!

Everything could be so new,
new be the individuality,
the attitude, assertion,
new being the responsibility,
learning the tricks,
the game of life,
the carelessness,experimentation,
and showing the world what I got.

missing the chances I left,
the opportunities I never got,
the life I had desired for myself,
of being in my teenager years........ : )


** Not the whole view of mine, just a little frustration talking...from my medical years!! :) :)

A day

I was listening to you,
lying on the soft grass,
with your lovely talks,
and some mischievous touch,
getting immersed in my dream.

Fresh with the morning dew,
your face being so charming,
with those sparkling eyes,
and your tenacious tries,
make me forget my things!!

resting under a tree shed,
hiding from the sun rays,
as you were reading the book,
giving your innocent look,
brings the tranquility within me.

the evening does came,
inviting as the sun sets,
for a little time to spend,
sitting on the wooden bench,
just being you and me!!

and so, our eyes met,
waiting a sweet embrace,
we were watching the stars,
with the moon so far,
your head on my shoulder.

so, the day does end,
those moments well spent,
but the night is still there,
and a lot to be shared,
between us....as we were there!!