Slumber of Man

There is a poem inside of me,
One that no one can see

Paper is but a polished piece of wood,
My words are not so easily understood

The long slumber of man and his kind,
Never will he find what he most desires; Peace of Mind...

2015, And there is no New Year's Resolution!

Two Thousand and Fifteen has come and this post is now long overdue!

I have always maintained this practice of writing in on New Year's Eve, updating my year gone by!

However, this year I have realized the most important rule of Life....  That there are no rules to living!

2014 has been interesting; and challenging in its own ways.

Taking up a shore job, working and travelling in Africa, they have all had a great impact!

If anything; I would dedicate this year to Africa! And to the testing desk job.

Nothing compares with the luxury of travel. The experience and the freedom, the wisdom and the friendships!

The journey of this Intellectual Traveler will go on for ever...

And so will this blog.

Sometimes short, Sometimes long, sometimes far in between and sometimes back to back. Sometimes full of details and sometimes a broad overview.

This perhaps is my resolve.

Keep Living Folks!

Aree Dost Tu Kyaa jaaye chee...!!!

Na vyavhaar sachwaye chee, Na tyevhaar sachwaye chee,
Diwali hoi ke Holi, Badhu office maaj ujwaye chee.

Aa badhu toh theek hathu, Pan hadd to tya thaye chee;
Lagna ni maate kankotri, Tya samoorta ma maan jawaye chee.

Dil pooche chee maaru, Aye dost, Tu kya jaye chee???

Paanch aankda na pagaar chee,
Pan pota na maate paanch minuite pan kya wapraye chee;
Patni no phone be minuite ma kaapi
Pan Client no phone kya kapai chee???

Phone book bhare chee dosto thi, Pan koi ne ghare kya jawai chee??
Have toh ghar na prasango pan half day ma ujwaye chee...

Dil pooche chee maru, Aree dost, tu kya jaye chee???

Koi ne khabar nathi aa rasto kya jaye chee,
Thakela chee badha, chataye badha chaaltaj jaye chee

Koik na samne rupiya to koik ne dollar dekhaye chee,
Tamej kaho dosto, su aanej jindagi kehwaye chee..???

Dil pooche chee maru are dost tu kya jaye chee

Badalta aa prawah ma apna sanskaar dhowaye chee
Aavnaar peedi poochse, sanskaar kone kehwaye chee??

Dil pooche chee maaru are dost tu kya jaye chee!

Making rhymes out of thin air...!

Uff, woh kaisi mohabbat thi,
Haye, zamaana bhi kaisa thaa...
Ulfat ki do ghadi main,
Jaane woh kaisa imtehaan thaa...
Tere saamne mohabbat thi,
Mere aage zamana thaa...

Mubarak ho tumhe,
Yeh majbooriya meri,
Dil hi kambakht kamzor niklaa...
Zamaane ka toh sirf ek bahanaa thaa....

Look Ma; No Hands! Photo by Zuzar Gandhi -- National Geographic Your Shot

Look Ma; No Hands! Photo by Zuzar Gandhi -- National Geographic Your Shot

Yaadon Ka Samundar...

Yadoon ke samunder mai,

ek lahar si ajj aai hai,

muchali hai bahoot ajj wo,

tarap tarap kar chattano se takrai hai...

Hai kinara magar kinara nahi,

yah bat na ab tak samaj pai hai.

hay khulla asmaan charo taraf,

phir bhi bahoot tanhaai hai

Yadoon ke samunder mai,

ek lahar si ajj aai hai,

muchali hai bahoot ajj wo,

tarap tarap kar chattano se takrai hai...

The Death of a Dream...

It was a soft winter evening. The sun was out, and the old man had come to park with his ten year old grandson. Walking along the path on hardened snow, he was telling his grandson the story of the Knight of Azkalan. The glorious battle of Zendoch, where it was his small battalion of a one and twenty men fought the mighty Lord Danrodius of Prasille.
About how the brave knight led his men from the front, motivated them with his speech, guided them with his experience and set an example with his character! It was his qualities as a man who could bring out the best in his men, of a visionary that made him a great knight.
On the way home, and whilst in bed, the young boy was still dreaming about this great knight who could achieve great things, and somewhere deep within him, a belief took root that even he could achieve great things in life, and with sincere effort and hard work, great tasks can be brought to fruitful completion!