Ek raat beet gayee
Phir nayee subah hui
Naye armanon par phir
kahin baat baat par baat hui
Ek pal ke khare ansoon
Kuch pal ki meethi Khushi
Raat apne saath
Sab samet ke le gayee
Aashaon ke Ujale
Sambhavnaon ke madmast pyale
Swarnim abha ki chah main
Andheron ko peeche dhakel gayee
Navvarsha navsrajun ka parv
Sapnon ke Saakar hone ka harsh
Intezaar unhi palon ka hai
Jab kahoon ki
Manzil mujhe mil gayee
If patience persists,
Life will soon exhibit a change
Myriad of Options
Thoughts need to be rearranged
Scintillates the trails
of those,
Who yearns for high;
Impressions left
by them
Show on the way to the sky
Tenacity in deeds
Confidence in each stance
Industriousness
is a great virtue
Dreams materialize at a glance
Verve in life
And a visionary’s prance
Invincible, unperturbed
Exhibits joy at each advance
At dark nights
Travails to see
the brightness
Yeah,
triumphantly announces that
We dwell in POSITIVENESS
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Leaving your old job and people is not easy-peasy. Certain thoughts rattled through my mind on sudden thinking of Mandlawada. I made an attempt to pen down those thoughts.
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| Me, Suhasini Gupta, Harsha Goyal, and Rani Soni |
There all had motives same
A wonderful company
Rani, Harsha, Suhasini were their name
The trip started at exact ten
And soon the first break came
A halt meant for refreshment
Harsha brought lassi to entertain
The car was now in flame
And before the time we reached to play our game
Hitesh, Vivek, and Kushagra were angels there
Succored me with all their fame
Envisaged the countenance of many
Who I knew only in name
Had lunch on the premises
to accompany the driver Basant came
The DV of all was over
And happiness came into the frame
Exited from Venue
The moment to beat the heat came
At Sagar Gaire, relished our choices
Suhasini had nothing to declaim
Finally exited from Bhopal
Craving for stimulants came
A mid-way retreat halt
All had their choices by default
A memoir snap and Rani's turn
Beverages were served, but laziness to refrain
Continuance of the return
With anxiety on faces to exclaim
I got down at my home
And the lovely trip came to an end.
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| Some alone things shine |
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| Chalk Though this day, I am a worthless object Yet been a member of The plethora of meaningful projects Driven a meaningful life I drew the lines for Memorable history and miraculous science Brought Arts and Language To humans conscience I Had the honor to calculate the math Through small angles and lines Draw the diagrams when I was worthwhile And fell off eventually As a worthless iron dime Once upon a time, I colored the rainbow With seven colors with which I shined All the colors faded off gradually And left out a powdery sign I got compressed by the hurrying feet Got strewed here and there with time A teacher's weapon for distant students The teachers' ally To make student's future shine Development took a reverse cycle From full length to the powder-fine With time eternal The significance declined Gather the finer me And mold into the original mine Give me life and a chance Again to live with a perfect shine Probably, I'll repeat the history Uninteresting, but make it exciting Dwell in more creativity And make a lot of faces smile |
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| Sun will shine again |
It is a commonplace maxim that
Tomorrow never comes
But it's a natural certitude
That tomorrow always comes
Use your today in a
Fulsome effective way
Tomorrow will bring
Opportunities to keep one busy all the way
Jobs shelved, jobs pending due to constraints
they will get eventually done
Move ahead with positivity
And with stern optimism
Tomorrow maybe a new day or a new life
But I'm sure it will be mine
Certainly; a day will come
When I will again shine
New dawn, a new beginning
It will surely be a magical one
Tomorrow maybe not be as sad as today
Elated; to think about the time that would come
Leave everything behind, as it is all over.
And march forward to pass into; what you want to become
At one time, it will end a wait for tomorrow
But start craving for the further one
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| Fear dissipated in thin air |
In the earlier poem I expressed my feelings over the mistake made by the officials ........but unwittingly the fears generated by this small, though crucial mistake will dissipate so easily, is something which I never assumed of. Thanks to the cooperation, concern, and care of all my new peers.
Doleful at the thought of being a miscast
The fear of instability left me aghast
With the new dawn and peers
The past was fading gradually but fast
Set off in fear and trepidation
Though it means nothing anyway
Destiny was put into question
That how long will I outlast
With head held high and increased palpitation
And trust in divine providence
A new chapter of life was going to blossom
Uncertain moved ahead at last
Aliens will attain the familiarity
There will be solidarity
With hopes, Entered the first room
And fortunately,, it was a blast
The cooperativeness and concern
Of Pachori sir made forget,
That there was a strange fear
Unnecessarily made in the cast
Krishna liberates one from all the complications
And so was Jagdish Sir, a key to all the solutions
Caliber and indefatigability
Added to personality, hast vast
A gleeful simper in an ingratiating manner
Pleased and Contended, a tree of chanar
Helping hands always at the door
‘Sujata mam’, an epitome of modesty, nothing to gast
In the aide of Ram with laconicism paired
A lot of cooperation, help, and care
The congenial staff and amenability everywhere
The fear and worries eventually
Dissipated into invisible thin air
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| Through the good or bad, I know God is always with me |
In childhood, the heart was an empty vessel
The existence of God was instilled in me
Accepted it with a blind eye
And continued
life with glee
So, never I denied the existence of God
But, defied him several times
As Mother taught lesson with a rod
God taught me a lesson to shine
Sometimes I damn the God
Oblivious to the acts that were kind
The idiocy was realized
Of course slowly with time
In the time precarious
His purchase was divine
Smirked to remember, I beseeched him on times
Crucial to me were they,
A marvel always awaited me
And, Gradually the worries dwine
Got succored by a hidden force
Not once but all the times
Plodded through ups and downs
Life is an unraveled twine
Afresh with new complexities
But no worries this time
'Coz I know, he has been with me
Not once but all times
Yesterday, when I got the notice which indirectly stated that I'm an extra, unwanted, and unrequired member here............. A few thoughts popped up in my mind. I'm putting them in black and white with the hope that everything will be well eventually. I wish it not to be adieu but, to be the beginning of a new realm.
Apprehensions and consternations
Was that what I wished for?
Happiness was what I sought...
But all of a sudden
That all seems afar
In a short span, the relations were made
But now, all seems in limbo
All adjustments now took a shade
Now its time to go
Ripples of feeling alienated at a known place
I was thrilled with the people and space
Now bearing the brunt of
A few slip-ups made in a haze
Shell-shocked and in a state of quandary
Maybe the vacancies available in sundry
Still afraid of what's in my fate
Once more life is a clean slate
I pray to God for courage
To start things anew
Comfortability will be obtained,
Maybe in days but few
Dithering at the state of new adjustment
Its time to initiate new interactions
Antsy of existing disability
Heed of my vulnerability
Well, it's not a choice but dictatorship
Uttering curses under God's flagship
A humanitarian approach or treatment with a whip
Now left everything to God and his mastership.
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| Black-board A black-board is a teacher's ally Having the companionship of a duster and chalk One to erase all that fills it And other to fill it anon A black-board is an artists canvass A habitue of institute's parties and celebrations Get adorned by novel phrases and sayings And enlighten all the generations An innocent's heart is an empty blackboard I have the yen that no one writes on it As the time elapses away eventually Can be easily wiped off, all that's written on it. Perhaps, life was like a black-board Never trailing behind Magnanimous to wipe off all the mistakes Even something splendid gets abraded with time Perhaps, life was a new blackboard Capacious to occupying anything from history to science Adorning itself with white lines Contended with its own boundary lines |
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| My School |
Wreathed in the halo of fears
A lot of apprehensions, presumptions, and misconceptions
Heart packed with enthusiasm and embarrassment
I traversed the path to the school
Yes, it was my first day in the school
Yes, it was a government school.
Dispirited by the discomfort of my disability
Awkwardness in gait but sure of my abilities
Hopes abound with the confidence of stability
I traversed the path to the school
Yes, it was my first day in the school
Yes, it was a government school.
Anticipation was rightful - a nondescript building needs a groom
The goddess of learning resided in the antiquated classrooms
A vast ground with no guardroom
Cold and dark staffroom
Yes, it was my first day in the school
Yes, it was a government school.
Huge Ground with scattered shales and macadam
Large enough to hamper my ambulation
Piercing deep, paining and leading to frustration
Perturburating confidence and enhancing palpitation
Yes, it was my first day in the school
Yes, it was a government school
I continued as I knew to get benefit from something
It was unknown to me as I knew about it nothing
Beyond the sight, perhaps my status was burnishing
Going to give me pleasure, though it was now anguishing
Thoughts of my first day in the school
Yes, it was a government school
The unexceptional building rested in a pristine environment
The exceptional staff were always at its upliftment
Bon homie headmaster and a congenial department
Heaved sigh to be in this school
Yes, it was my first day in the school
Yes, it was a government school.
A figment of thought stirred my realization
For, both- I, and the school needed some renovation
Me at the mercy of God and the school at the administration
Scholars radiated conviviality, away from the lull, made my life full
Yes, it was my first day in the school
Yes, it was a government school.
D own with the sadness Sound of raindrops brought me to the light They whispered in my ears This time will also pass And make everything ...
