You Pervade

 

In every glen,

In every glade,

In every fell,

In every dell,

In every bough,

In every bole,

In every walk,

In every talk,

In every sun,

In every shade,

You pervade,

You pervade,

Om Namah Shivay!

Fair Weather Friend

 

My fair weather friend

Is Spring,

My fairer weather friend

Is Climate Unchanged,

My all weather friend

Is friendship.

Either way you win

 

Today I received this Guruwaar Gyan.

So, I reflected:

Either way, you win. 

Collect the breeze

 I collect the breeze

That comes from you,

I want to ride the sky

But, my scoops,

They shallow be,

So a hundred years to fly.

Still, I try.

Still, I try.

There is a twinkle high

 

For every wish that you make,

There is a twinkle high,

For every ripple in your heart,

There's a tide so high.

For all the wishes in the world,

Stars are born up high,

For all the ripples in the hearts,

The sea surges high.

Your mute glass

 

Your mute glass will never know,

How near it is to bliss.

How often it is favoured with,

Your sweet delicious kiss.

My trammelled, dusty road

 

Where the oceans meet the continents,

Where my trammelled, dusty road,

Meets your door,

Where my unquiet heart,

Meets your soul,

In that surf of passion,

In that animated suspension,

Will I meet you.

Ma and Na

 

I have noticed that two sounds, 'm' and 'n' - which incidentally comes one after the other in the English alphabet - are associated with similar ideas in many languages.

Distinct sound (phoneme)  of 'm' appears in 'mother' in most languages. Basic sound of  'n' appears in 'no' in many languages. Notable exception for the 'n' sound in 'no' are of course some South Indian languages like, Kannada, Tamil and Malayalam.

I'm Home

 

Has been ages

Since you have knocked,

And said, 'I'm Home!'

Has been ages

Since I've heard

Your drill boots stomping,

And stamping,

Outside my door.

Come home, friend

Miss you!

तुम्हारे और मेरे बीच

 

Worn out pages

I spy

 

One game we cannot play is

Hide and Seek.

For, I spy

You!

Everywhere and every time.

चलना बन्धु: 5th June 85

Worn out pages

 

On a Sunday

 

At the end of each day, each worker in Japan - whether employed or self-employed - says to people who finished work with her, "Thank you for your hard work." And this greeting is returned by the folks addressed by the worker, "Thank you for your hard work."

In Japan, when two are more persons sit down to eat together, each does a Namaskar of gratitude and says, "Let's eat.". And then all proceed to eat.

On a Sunday most people are off work, so they don't get to say, "Thank you for your hard work." But, each person on a Sunday -whether on a date in a restaurant, or in a family lunch/dinner - does a Namaskar of gratitude and then says to others in the group, "Let's eat."

Everyday, there is a Namaskar of gratitude before eating, doesn't matter if it is a Sunday.

When my eyes fail

 

With my rose tinted glasses,

Can't see no hurt,

Can't see no pain.

Such times when my eyes do fail,

Will He then lift the veil?

If White Lies were Black

 

If white lies were black,

Would the lies be true?

If the snow were black,

Would the snowfall be beautiful?

Made a window to heaven

 

The religious startup

Did not survive.

Nine out of  ten startups

Do not survive.

The sky above the startup,

Was laden and heavy.

That part of the sky melted

And crashed the startup's roof,

And made a hole in the sky.

Those who remained,

Could see right up to heaven.

Even in death, that startup,

Made a window to heaven.

Which way to go, or, Way to go?

 

Lewis Caroll in Alice in Wonderland said:

If you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there.

On the other hand,

JRR Tolkien in Lord of the Rings said:

Not all those who wander are lost.

Which way to go, or, Way to go?

कुछ ज्यादा तो नहीं मांगा

 

एक मुट्ठी आसमान, 

एक चुल्लू पानी।

कुछ ज्यादा तो नहीं मांगा है।

Gujarat Earthquake: Written on 29 Jan 2001

 Worn out pages:

Some folks have said to me that the contents are not clearly visible. I am writing the poem below:

Gujarat Earthquake

Our founding fathers

Crowded the gates of Heaven

To see who were coming up.

After all, it is so auspicious,

To die on Republic Day.

Instant Moksha like Kargil,

Perhaps Bapu recognised a face or two,

For it all happened in his backyard.

Fortune of my country 

Is really on the upswing.

What with Mauni Amavasya

After a hundred and forty four years,

To wash away your sins.

And two days later,

A shiver of the earth,

That cold winter morning.

All started when the nights stopped.

 

My day finds no finest hour,

My day finds only happy hours.

My garden finds no passion flowers,

My garden finds only beautiful flowers.

And it all started,

When the nights stopped.

My Kin: 23rd Feb '76

 

Worn out pages:

Those that became one with the Sonam post

 

When the wind howls through the RP  gate,

We will know that you have come to say, 'Namaskaram'.

When the sleet knocks on the bashas of our posts,

We will know that you are here.

When the snow buffets against the brickwork,

We will know that you are knocking.

When the flowers bloom outside our quarter guard,

We will know that you are smiling.

Thank you for coming, Thambis,

Those that became one with the lofty Sonam post.

*RP: Regimental Police

Deep Sea Diving

 

I went for deep sea diving

I looked into her eyes.

Slogan for the Budget Day

 Budget is for non-taxpayers.

For taxpayers it is predictable.

A new storm is brewing.

 

Let the rain,

Wash away your pain.

Let the sleet,

Wash the last vestiges

Of your love.

A new storm is brewing.