For the new year

Naya saal aane ko hai, ke raaste bani hain hume chalna hi hoga

Nayi immaarthon ko soch aur samanvay se hume banana hi hoga

Delhi Times

I am in Delhi currently for a week or so. Here's a poem from my heart.

The rules have to be followed all the time

And the clauses known for you get a lot of dime

It might be a jungle all around surrounding you

But stay a man of stern faith and thou are you

It is not about a palace at the end of a difficult path

The journey with you all around is what I hath

You may be loving respectful of the Lord in all glory

But it's what the Lord wants in times of untrue gory

Can you see the Lord is all I ask

Are you clear in work and the daily task

The journey is tough with thoughts all across 

Believe in the man who died in cross.

Riots

The whole town is burning and is on fire,
The result of the two communities ire;
The other is wrong and we are right,
Let us settle with a fight.

The secret of evil is in its continuity,
Moving on and on till infinity;
A woman to me is an infinite series,
Not joking at all and am serious.

Maybe then a solution is in sight,
To control riots and make things all right;
This maybe an answer and let civilians take cover,
Lady policewomen you take over.

The two idiots

This poem is based on the movie "The 3 idiots". It was written by me during those times. I am publishing in Google Blogspot today.

The two were the best of friends till then,
A heated argument broke them up just when;
They promised to meet in ten years,
To see who is better and who is in tears.

One of them was a guy of high financial wisdom,
He saw money in areas where no one could fathom;
The other was great in mathematical matter,
Measuring before and taking steps after.

It is ten years now, from that damned day,
Where and what are they very few could say;
But will they ever meet? For sure yes;
Each to show his own success. 

Death by W B Yeats

Nor dread nor hope attend
A dying animal;
A man awaits his end
Dreading and hoping all;
Many times he died,
Many times rose again,
A great man in his pride
Confronting murderous men
Casts derision upon
Supersession of breath;
He knows death to the bone –
Man has created death.

Puzzling

If you had ordered,
I would have followed, most obediently.
If you had wished,
I would have tried, with full faith.
If you had desired,
I would have turned, for your desires are my wish.

But you want acceptance,
I did not know that.
But you want freedom,
I did not know that.
But you want sincerity,
I did not know that.

Poem

Kuch tumhari majboori rahi hogi
Kuch hamari kamzori.
Tumhare iraade ka mujhko pata nahin.
Hamara maqsad ekta-e-hind thi.

There is only a little that can be achieved by blogging your thoughts. You may have followers. You may be able to influence people. Hoping that mine can influence people, I will want my readers to be united for a strong India.
But my blogs have more or less become an open diary of thoughts. With most of the comments being mine.
India is 65 years old. The world over people are becoming smarter, stronger and more and more competitive. We should not be left behind. We need to be united in purpose and play the game by the rules of the game.

How does it matter?

I decided to stay in a hotel five star
Streching my means a bit too far
No guilt or regrets affect me
Somewhere, someone is happy with me.

Next time I stayed in a filthy hell
Below my dignity and below my level
No shame and nothing affects me
Somewhere, someone is happy with me.

This time I decided to sit still
With lots of patience and tonnes of will
No bother and no problems for me
Somewhere, someone is happy with me.

Brother

People moving slowly, so it seemed
And I walking along, as if in a dream
Twenty years of togetherness will go away
My brother's leaving;his career, his own way.


Separation is not easy, it is a pain
Expecting his return soon will be in vain
He is looking at his future; that's fair
I too must do the same; should take care.