Waada

Waade toh tumne kiye the pahado jaise,
Par unpar khare na utar paye..

Itni ummeed lekar hum chale the raah par,
Us raah ko tumne mod diya jagah jagah..

Aab us raah se nikalne ko bhi daar lagta hain,
Jis raah par unke kadmoon ki aahat gunjti hain..

Thokre khayi hain unpe bharosa karke,
Aab khudpe yaakin karke bhi dekh lete hain..

Sometimes

Sometimes, why is it so hard to take a decision?

Convincing the mind that it is the best for the reason…

Sometimes, why is it so hard to shed the obvious?

Convincing the mind to take the risks…

Sometimes, why is it so hard to focus ahead?

Convincing the mind that it is in best future interest…

Sometimes, why is it so hard to choose a right path?

Convincing the mind that it is the best available option…

Sometimes…Sometimes, why is it so easy to choose?

Pune!.. The Land of Rising

Pune!.. The Land of Rising

Pune once a beautiful city,
Is rising, and rising how!

Its streets are rising,
To the increasing load and pollution..

Its prices are rising,
Burning holes to large section of people..

Its crime curve is rising,
To the dismay of the peaceloving souls..

Its buildings are rising,
Obstructung the view of nature..

Its pollution is rising,
To the unbeing of ailing ones..

Its vehicles are rising,
Choking the already choked roads..

Its imaptience is rising,
Where has the city i lived and longed..

20 Something!..

20 Something!..

We were the 20 something,
Impatient and full of energy..

Were Looking forward to make a difference,
To ourselves as well as the society..

We started with unbrindled joy and excitement,
For a new Innings in a new environment..

The place of our dreams,
Where all our dreams would be a reality..

Lots of preconceived notions,
To set off a life in perpetual motion..

Some years down the line,
It all looks bleak and unlike..

Lots of illusions and less reality..
With excitement waning down recursively..

The car of our dreams,
Crashed with the stone of unseen..

Let there be a new dawn,
Which will set off a ray of hope..

Clarity of vision and strength of ambition,
Look forward to the time in transition..

~WHY~

 April 20th 2010

sifting through the aisle,
its not about the dead or living..

Fighting for the survival,
Whose world is it? Them or Us..

Stripped of all the worldly comforts,
Fight or survive, choice is tough..

To kill or to transform,
Whats the best way to conform..

Lets reconcile,
Bury the differences,
Forget and forgive,
Work together,
For a common good..

:This and That:

 April 20th 2010

Roaming here n there,
To find a place of abode
For body as well as for the soul..

Unclear thoughts in transition,
Some inhibitions to be addressed,
A little courage in the conduct..


Strange are the vagaries of life,
Life is a this and Life is a that,
Dont know it expects what..


Sure is nothing but one,
That playing it should be fun,
Or whats the point in being NONE.

:Traffic Sig(h)n:

April 20th 2010

Traffic...

Moving through the maze of honking bonkers,
I feel i am surrounded by bunch of mischief mongers..

A small vehiche here and a big one there,
Interlocking like a grid of trampling maze..

Following a imaginary line, 
line which vanishes as if unproven & unseen..

Smartest culprits are the bike riders,
Driving as if they are (K)Knight gliders..

In all these mess, 
I m the one who is left unimpressed!..