A salute to great HeRoes.....

How do you feel?When you heard a lot about someone.About his dedication,sincerity,efficiency & about a great friendship.Then sudden you find out he is no more.The news of death has shocked you.You might experience a variety of emotions as disbelief, numbness & sadness .After the news has passed about tragic incident regarding Capt Prem Kumar Patil & Maj Dhruv Yadav's death.We’re struggling to cope.I put carefully Capt Prem Kumar'S notepad which i found in my home & never noticed by me.But now i reviewed it several times,how was his hand writing,his deeds,schedules definitely i am not getting those stuff.In the end of year i am recalling their last rites and heart-wrenching stories.I salute their families for their great sacrifice and sufferings.

Ek kali,
jo khilne se phale hi bikhar gayi,
vo deep jo or roshni deta,
achanak hi bujh gaya,
ek suraj jo badah raha tha gagan ki or,
kanhi beech me hi badalon se chup gaya....

palkon ke panno ka khawaab,
vo gaurav gatha,
kisi ka taa-umar intjaar,
us raagni ka saaz,
jukh gaya vatan us laal ke samaan me,
chahta hu aansuo se paanv thode me bi,
vo pakhaar du,

Sat-sat naman tujhe e gaurav,
samarpit is dharti maa me tu,
dhanay hai maati ye,
kusum bi ho jaye fida,
lipat us tirange me,
shaan tu badhaye ja....

dhanay hai,
ye desh,
ye maati,
or ye balidaan,
jo labon se na ho banyaa....


SALUTE........

Bibliophile..........

I can't,
really i can't,
you believe or not,
i can't stay away from you....

I couldn't resist myself,
you are started missing,
feeling empty inside,
start looking for you like an addicted....

You yes you are,
my beloved,
my friend,
my sophist,
my accompanied,

I loose myself in you,
and find me in you always,
no matter,
what's the time,area,place or space,
what subject you have,
and how much....

How people feel alone,
when you are here....

You taught me everything,
you told me everything,
you shared everything to me....

I live so many lives with you,
and dive so deep,
you make me cry,
you make me laugh,

I don't know
when i fall for you,
Yes i am bibliophile,
and you are my beloved........

PAUSE........

Lets freeze,
every movement,
each the step,

interlude yourself,
from rushing along time,
don't know its defense or offense,

waving hands in vagueness,
to remove all mist,
taking step back,

lift my head,
up to the sky,
to find the radiance,

watching the past,
staring at those scares,
and thinking this time,
they'll allow you to bloom,

trapped in ambiguity,
analyzing the present,
observing with patience,
believe that history will not repeat,

yes a pause,
a long pause,
whenever brimming with doubt,

a deep silence,
and a keen observance,
with a strong back up plan,

MOVE AHEAD.....

DEATH.....

INSPIRATION-'THE BOOK THEIF'


A huge dark shadow,
some thunderful clouds,
dawn at dusk,
day curl it's eyes within.
And day enclose.

twilight tears of night surround,
silence sounds alone,

i roar,
i am death,
and roam alot,
and takes the life,

but someone catch me,
that innocent pretty face,
and dive for the waterless,
for find the reason,

the difference between live and mortal,
live washed out years spent on nothing,

dive to understand me,
in deep and intense,

a life,happiness,love,
disappear instantly,
and sorrow begin,
what happened to them?

all games,politics,
evil intentions,
finished,
everything is gone,

all burdens are gone,
no difference remain,

yes,i am death,
who remove all differences,

now all is soothed cold and cool,
calm, heal sunburnt skin,
dim sum world remain,


so how to live,
for whom to live?
in you're hands in this abrupt world......

ROSES.....

A rose,
lovely rose,
have in the form of heart,

a beautiful heart,
a lovely heart,
that realize me
i am alive,

symbolize love,
in beautiful form,


an admirable love,
sometimes mine & yours,
always have two faces,
joy & sorrow,
petal & thorn,

whenever i put this rose close to my heart,
thorns hurt,
blood start ,
red paint my heart,
you could'nt see,

a heart,
a beautiful heart,
symbolize purity,
that realize we are different from each other,

only that person can see,
who realize its color in deep,
that beautiful color,
that velvety texture,

you touched and passed,
but couldn't sense,

rose is faded,
and sweet smell is gone,
beauty shadowed,
you didn't understand,
& make prank all of that,

roaming alone,
patiently waited alot,

but the desires last ,
like some thorn's harsh,
a wind blow down all petals,
they scattered a long ago,

and i saw all,
with plane face,
all finished,

again a cool breeze across,
realize me,am alive,
i collect all petals,
and smile,

realize life have more petals than no. of thorns,
and walk with smile eternal....

Failure.....

A broken glass,
again & again,

its pieces voice,
again & again,

i pressed my ears & tears apart,
all grief burst out,

an aim,
looking for i am,

its broken,
all fingers bleed,

how could i become so irresponsible?
all persistent efforts are exaushtible,

failure,
an unbearable failure,

it's like a chose a frame,
and form a paint,

a glass paint,
consistent worked on it,

plonked it at last,
at the time of final touch,

what was that?
irresistibly my heart's asking to me,

isn't it carelessness,
a work never done till frame isn't fit,

but what i did,
watching my hands scars,

these hurt alot,
but its conveyed me every time,

just do consistent work with cautiously.....

but this failure,
an unbearable failure,

reached the same place,
where i did a start,

i am watching my hands scars,
those recall me,
again & again,

don't be careless next time,
because opportunity will come,
again & again.....