Saturday, January 26, 2013


जिनकी गोद में हंसती-खेला करती थी 
आज उन्हें गुमसुम चुपचाप रोते देखती हूँ 
जो लड़ गए मेरे लिए लाठी-बर्फ पानी से भी 
उन्हें आज हताश हारा हुआ बेबस देखती हूँ 
जिन जानवरों को जीते-जी जलाना चाहती थी 
तुमको उन्हें फांसी देते भी डरते देखती हूँ 
ठंडा हुआ जब सबका गुस्सा, मुझे कर अनदेखा 
तुम्हे आज आज़ादी का जश्न मनाते देखती हूँ।

Friday, January 25, 2013


"Growing" has been amongst my favourite verses, which has time and again inspired, motivated and encouraged me. Given me hope, ambition and zeal. Made me feel brave, grown up, responsible and a bit more loving. Sharing my favourite poem with you, which always stirs my soul in a manner yet inexplicable to me :)

I'm leaving now to slay the foe-
Fight the battles, high and low.
I'm leaving, Mother, hear me go!
Please wish me luck today.

I've grown my wings, I want to fly,
Seize my victories where they lie.
I'm going, Mom, but please don't cry-
Just let me find my way.

I want to see and touch and hear,
Though there are dangers, there are fears.
I'll smile my smiles and dry my tears-
Please let me speak my say.

I'm off to find my world, my dreams,
Carve my niche, sew my seams,
Remember, as I sail my streams-
I'll love you all the way.

- Brooke Mueller

PS:- If anyone knows anything about the author of this beautiful poem, please let me know. I shall be very grateful! :)

Until later, Cuidate!

Saturday, January 19, 2013


In the chilly wisps of dusk
When you came to bid me goodbye
Instead of the other way round
And kept whispering cheerful nothings
While I stared at the ground
And grew more agitated, thinking
Of the words yet to be spoken
Of hugs yet to be shared
Of kisses yet to be stolen
Of smiles yet to be flashed
Of eateries I wanted to take you to
Of the things I wanted for you to buy
Of the grounds we had to stroll on
And the million other things we had to try
And not noticing that home was nearing
I didn’t hold your hand when I still could have
And kept asking you to turn back and go
When only you by my side I wanted to have
And at the time of parting
As you drew me in your embrace
When I actually wanted to melt
I instead put up a stone facade
But Love, had I not been foolish enough
To be angry at you having to go away
I would have held you tighter still
And for longer than I did that day.

Saturday, January 12, 2013

When Will My Life Begin?

Starry eyed as I watch them march
Towards their Banyans from beneath my Larch
Basking in their warm glowing delights
They stand taller as I watch with starry eyes

They flew the coop and I was left behind
They conquered realms and I'm yet to myself find
They achieved the most and became stuff of lore
I'm still under wings when they fearless soar

They toiled to the bones when I soundly slept
I procrastinated when their tears of accomplishment were wept
And opportunities passed me by when my eyes were shut
Wondering why didn't any ever my way strut

Dreaming of the future while my present ran past
Blind to the icebergs though perched on the mast
Knowingly a fool and losing while waiting to win
Asking my decades old life when will it begin?

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Open Proposal To Corazon

The moment I first laid my eyes upon you
My heart jumped a bit and mightily proclaimed!
That you, oh dear one, are my equivalent mechanism
and my life's mechanical advantage, it acclaimed!

My heart plundered forward like a 16 cylinder V engine
And used up twice the fuel whenever you came into view
The hound! Power steered after wherever you went
And went into resonant motion when it met you ;)

And my time since with you has been exceptionally stable
No friction, no vibrations, only and only lubrication!
Ah, lucky me, God has indeed blessed me, I feel
as if I'm an electric car in times of fuel inflation @}---

Because you have been my perfect truss of strength
Reinforced with fiber composite material
And strong as stainless steel in times of need
Standing like the Golden Gate Bridge imperial!

My piston, we are like the mating teeth of cycloidal gears
No possibility of interference, no fear of undercutting
You impart me with positive drive, oh Love!
And are my safety pressure valve in times trying.

You are as dear to me as bearings in a hub
Like bushing around a pin to guard from rub
So I go down upon my knee and beg you to dare
My soulmate, will you be my closed pair?

Source: Theory of Machines, S S Rattan

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