Tuesday, December 15, 2015

पाक मोहब्बत - Paak Mohabbat

खुश हो की हम मिले तो सही
बिछडने का तू रंज न कर
प्यार को आँसुओं में भिगोकर
पाक मोहब्बत नापाक न कर

प्यार के अज़ीम पल बिताकर
उन्हें नाम देनेकी ज़िद न कर
बेनाम ही बेहने दे तू इसे
ख़ास मोहब्बत आम न कर

मदमस्त परिंदा है ये तो
रोक मत काटके इसके पर
फलक को करके नज़रबंद
दिलदार इश्क छोटा न कर

बेदाग़ सफेद चादर है ये
कोई रंग का छिड़काओ न कर
इसे रिश्तों का दाग देकर
नामे इश्क बदनाम न कर

**** Transliteration ****

khush ho ki hum mile to sahi
bichadne ka tu ranj na kar
us pyar ko aasuon se bhigokar
pak mohabbat napak na kar

pyaar ke azeem pal bitakar
unhein naam dene ki zid na kar
benaam hi behne de tu ise
khaas mohabbat aam na kar

madmast parinda hai ye to
rok mat katke iske par
falak ko karke nazarband
dildar ishq chota na kar

bedaag safed chaddar hai ye
Koi rang ka chidkao na kar
ise rishton ka daag dekar
naame ishq badnaam na kar

Saturday, October 31, 2015


Universe is one big poetry. That is why it is called 'Uni-Verse'.

Seven Billion Stars

Seven billion stars
on earth
look at the sky
wonder about the beauty
of their counterparts
in the sky.

Saturday, September 05, 2015

Crest of Creativity

I am now living at the peak of enthusiasm, and the crest of creativity, writing and creating more and more amazing stuff. Internally I know my capabilities and with the help of my passion I want to reclaim the lost years of lifeless existence. I feel there is so much creativity bursting inside me now that the whole universe looks too small to contain it.

Sunday, June 14, 2015

Moon so close

Pardon my shameless staring,
ignore my useless gawking,
forget my senseless stammer
and my obvious misdemeanour

For never before
have I seen the moon
so close. 

Friday, June 12, 2015

Quotes that have occurred to me - 2

  1. Every character of a novel is made in the image and likeness of the author.
  2. A birthday is nothing but earth completing one revolution around the sun. If that is a cause of celebration then every moment deserves celebration because earth completes a revolution from some reference point in every moment. So every moment is a new birth worth celebrating. 
  3. Behind every gym is a pot bellied businessman.
  4. I didn't give medicine to my sick mother because I was too busy posting "Mother's Day" messages on Facebook and WhatsApp.
  5. "The objects in the mirror are closer than they appear," says the rear view mirror. Wish we could say the same about relations.
  6. Man invented morality. Nature knows neither virtue nor vice. It knows only consequence, which man colours as reward or retribution.
  7. The real freedom is in being internally neutral, neither for nor against anything.
  8. Every question is not a sign of defiance. Every silence is not a mark of diffidence.
  9. We never really grow up, nor do we outgrow our toys; we simply replace them with new ones.
  10. Love at first sight is actually a carry forward from previous life.
  11. Envy is great for earth. It makes the world go green.
  12. The darkness in life is a prism that reveals the twinkling stars.
  13. The file that makes an otherwise light email heavy is called attachment. How profound!
  14. Those who follow their hearts become performers; the rest become audience.
  15. Good is a sweeter fiction than bad; but it is a fiction nonetheless.
  16. Beware - if you cannot 'be aware'
  17. This year let's go somewhere we rarely go - within.
  18. The person who said 'Knowledge is Power' hadn't tasted Awareness.
  19. There is so much more in the moment than we allow.
  20. Life doesn't have full stops, it only has commas.
  21. The universe is one great story. I am and will be telling only a small part of that.

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

वो पल छू गया - Wo pal chu gaya

वो पल मुझे कुछ ऐसे छू गया
ज़िन्दगी को हसीं ग़ज़ल दे गया
ख़ुशी में डूबे लव्ज़ों के बीच
नशे से छलकते प्याले दे गया

गुनगुनाता रहा उन लव्ज़ों को मैं
इतनी शिद्दत से उनको दोहराते गया
अमास को जैसे आज बरसों के बाद
पूनम का रौशन सहारा मिल गया

=== Transliteration ===

wo pal mujhe kuch aise chu gaya
zindagi ko haseen ghazal de gaya
khushi mein doobe lavzon ke beech
nashe se chalakte pyaale de gaya

gungunata raha un lavzon ko main
itni shiddat se unko doharate gaya
amaas ko jaise aaj barson ke baad
poonam ka raushan sahara mil gaya

Thursday, April 16, 2015

The Accident

"You have no business
crossing the road like this,"
said the biker
injured in the accident.

said the injured dog.

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Kasturba - The Play

When VVS Laxman played the colossal innings of 281 to change the course of India Australia test series in 2001, Rahul Dravid made 180. When Sachin Tendulkar hit his then highest score of 186 against New Zealand in 1999, the wall had made 153. In 1996, when Saurav Ganguly made a century on debut, he was ably supported by debutante Dravid with a well made 95. In the 99 world cup, Dravid’s 153 were again overshadowed by Ganguly’s 183. The list just goes on. Behind some of the most phenomenal records made by Indian cricket superstars, there was a Dravid playing the second fiddle. Would these fairytale innings have been possible without Dravid essaying the role of an able support?

The question lends itself to be extended to another global personality that straddled Indian independence struggle. Yes, Mahatma Gandhi. I always wondered whether Gandhi would have been where he is without the support he received from his wife Kastur, more lovingly called Kasturba? While the answer to this question cannot be given in black and white, I came across something that threw probing light on this question and gave me some beautiful insight.

On 11th April 2015, I watched a Gujarati play titled “Kasturba”, which gave me a glimpse on the equation between Bapu and Ba. The play is written by Narayan Bhai Desai, the son of Mahadev Bhai Desai – the close aide and confidante of Bapu, which makes the author quite a close witness to the life of the protagonist, which in turn gives instant credence to the narration. It was ably directed by Aditi Desai and essayed with panache by some well known theatre actors (Abhinay Bankar as Gandhi and Kalpana Gagdekar as Kasturba) from Ahmedabad and commendably supported by an ensemble cast. The direction was slick, scenes short and to the point and transitions quick. Longer transitions were mostly interspersed with exposition (by a beautiful lady whose smile did not hurt) that linked the play with the famous events happening in the background.

On the flip side though, most of the scenes used wash light. Considering the wide stage at their disposal, an opportunity was lost for seamless transition through overlapping scenes with smart use of light for a greater impact.

The play takes us from Mohan and Kastur’s pre marriage playful acquaintance to the death of Kasturba. The story weaves itself around the early disagreements and arguments between the married couple and how they grow in confidence and respect for each other. There are subtle allusions to Gandhi’s sexuality and the staunchness with which he later took to celibacy. All the scenes are either a build up to or lead from the famous events without ever giving a glimpse of their public life. They range from well enacted anecdotal  and humourous to outright emotional and cathartic.

For a play titled ‘Kasturba’, however, there was a tad more of Gandhi than there was Kasturba, though I would have preferred the opposite with more scenes involving only Kasturba. But then you wonder whether Gandhi can ever be kept out of Kasturba’s life.

So to attempt to answer the first question: Would Gandhi have been the Bapu that we know if not for Kasturba? The play shares that there were moments when Gandhi took extreme steps that were absolutely unacceptable to Kasturba. He was firm and clear on what he wanted to do and so he would have perhaps done the same thing sans Kasturba who was never forced into following him but she followed him nevertheless when she saw or was acquiesced into seeing the larger purpose he was after. But there are so many elements to life that it is very difficult to determine what would’ve happened if what had happened had not happened. So it’s best to leave such a question answered in the subtle diplomacy of maybe.

Would India have won the series if Dravid would not have supported Laxman with his 180? Maybe, maybe not.

Friday, April 10, 2015

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

लफ़्ज़ों के दम से

तारों ने सीखा टिमटिमाना तबसे
आसमां ने चुराई मेरी ग़ज़ल जबसे
चाँद को सूरज की अब ज़रुरत कहां
की रौशन है वो मेरे लफ़्ज़ों के दम से 

Thursday, March 05, 2015

इस बार की होली - is baar ki holi

तेरे साथ गुज़री
पिछली होली के रंग
बहोत पक्के थे

तेरी हर याद
पिचकारी बनके
रोज़ मुझे
रंग जाती है

हर सोच का गुलाल
तेरी घनेरी ज़ुल्फ़ों की तरह
मुझपर रोज़
बिखर जाता है

आज पूनम के चांद में भी
सफेदी कम
और तेरे रंगों की लाली
ज़्यादा है

तेरी यादों के रंग
बहोत पक्के हैं
धोने से ये
मिटने वाले नहीं

इस होली में
बिना रंगे ही
मैं रंगा हूँ

बिन खेले ही
चंद दाग़ हैं
तेरी खुश्बू आती है 

Monday, March 02, 2015

कुछ रिश्तों की पहचान - kuch rishton ki pehchan

कुछ रिश्तों की पहचान फासलों से ही होती है 
क्या हो गर सूरज और पृथ्वी के फासले मिट जाएं 

Monday, February 02, 2015

कुछ रिश्ते ख़ास होते हैं

कुछ रिश्ते ख़ास होते हैं 

नदी के उस मदमस्त मोड़ की तरह 
जो उसे नर्तकी की लचक देते हैं 

उस एक अनोखे पल की तरह 
जो एक बार आकर हमें बार बार ज़िंदा कर जाता है 

उस पत्ते पर थिरकती बूँद की तरह 
जिसमें सारा आसमां समा जाता है 

उस पेड़ की छाओं की तरह 
जो ज़िन्दगी की थकान मिटा देती है 

उस एक याद की तरह 
जो बुढ़ापे की लाठी बन जाती है 

कुछ रिश्ते जीना सिखा जाते हैं 
क्योंकि वो कुछ ख़ास होते हैं 

kuch rishtey khaas hote hain. 

nadi ke us madmast mod ki tarah 
jo use nartaki ki lachak dete hain.

us ek anokhe pal ki tarah 
jo ek baar aake hamein baar baar zinda kar jaata hain. 

us patte par thirakti ek boond ki tarah 
jismein sara aasmaan samaa jaata hai. 

us ped ki chao ki tarah 
jo zindagi ki thakaan mita deti hai 

us ek yaad ki tarah 
jo budhape ki laathi ban jaati hai 

kuch rishtey jeena sikha jaate hain
kyonki wo kuch khaas hote hain.