A SUNDAY DECISION...
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| theres my pen too in these....!!! |
Same 26 letters
And 44 sounds
And we teach the students
Phonetics
Same old stories
Same old lyrics
Same feels and frets
From the time
“of man’s first disobedience’…..
Instincts, emotions, thoughts
Inventions and discoveries
When everything is old and said
Umpteen times by numerous people
And penned down by many pens
What is left that I have to say?
Oh! A pertinent question
Poets may come and poets may go
Few of them remain in the traces of
Our memory….
And then me thought
Why not my words precious
For me and my pals true
They all love and clap for me too
They share my ecstasy and when I am blue
If my poesy stands on the sand dunes of time
The future may love them and adore
If not they may ignore
But my words are mine
May be the same old alphabet and feel
I have my own way of putting them
Hence I got to write
Whatever my mind feels right
Not for an applause
Either for an award
But because
I too have something to say
And it stands by my byline
May be in the future or not
But in the present a s long as I
Have you all to
Share it with my pals...!!!
Lots of love …….jagathi 8.45am Sunday 15th May (felt like penning down after hither kusums comment about her new poem and my sri’s poem )
IF YOU EVER FIND.......HER....!!!
I still can hear the silent foot steps
Of a timid girl of eleven walking down the corridor
From the principal’s office…to the gate
Treading like a small kitten…….
She had no courage to look into the class where her
Friends were in their lessons…
She felt guilty of not bidding them adieu
Who never knew that she is leaving for ever!
She was rolled into her shell of shyness and fear
If momma leaves her there what will happen to me?
This was her dilemma
She went back to her papa crushing all his hopes
He was all in distress when he saw her coming back leaving the school
With no idea of the future….
But…..years and her perseverance proved her academic excellence
The girl who always suffered the guilt that she had wronged her papa
That she could not continue even after the school father gave her support
What a timid girl?
But with great perseverance had grown
In all her brilliance and made dad proud
An unchangeable decision to obey always papa n momma
That put her into an acid test…throughout life…..
She studied what her papa wanted her to
And married to whom momma wanted her to do
And gave up all her career to satisfy every one who stepped into her life
She got right that none had time for her
Nor the concern …..dejected and desolate for years..
Then she comprehended that to her
Love was a mirage …
Having realized she became a stream of love herself
And now, at times …..you may find her in distress
But she seldom shares with any one….
For she always knew ……and she still feels
The behemoth power of love
Her veins and sinews run with
Love and are love alone
A word of love turns her exuberant
A sentence of friendliness melts her ….
She is always reminiscent of her past
And takes it that neither career nor riches
That makes man good
It’s the true love that unbound him from all shackles
She has no regrets of the past or present
And does not carry the load of future
And so her life may not amuse some
But many think her to be awesome!
Either praise or blame for her it means the same….
And so ….
Now there is an ever ending smile she carries as she used to
Her top girl badge in her school
And now I will tell you folks about her
With all the hurricanes and typhoons she had put up with
And the blooms and fragrances of affection a few times
Here stands before you that puny girlie turned
A four and a half decade old woman
And today too I hear the silence
Of her steps though not in timidity but in great humility…
Walking back into the school with all her experiences bitter and better
Like the one who walked out decades ago in agony
Now too she is the same emotional, childlike who knew
Only to embrace all trifles with a smile!
The silent angst she always hid from the world
May be no one paid heed
None empathized …
But she a determined human being
After more than three decades stands before you
With no inhibitions and in humble submission
LOVE! Love! love …………these are the only two syllables that
Kept her alive and this is the word
That will save the world that
The mankind is always dreaming…
She never dreamt …she never fantasized
But she had an ardent faith in love
And she lives every moment with love and literature
This is the story of a girl in love
Who fell in love with love!
Her ultimate destiny
Dear friends!
On this day of love
If at all you find this love smitten creature around you
Have a sweet word with her
She, like a kid will snuggle to your heart
Give her a small pat and a gentle hug and assure her
That she is still a living being
And please shed a loving tear for her
When she is gone…
For if you don’t ……
Her loving soul will never rest in peace!!!!!
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| "LOVE " THE MOON THAT HAS NO WANE |
.............love j DEC25TH ON OUR SCHOOL REUNION OF KOTAK SALESIAN SCHOOL
OF MAN'S FIRST DISOBEDIENCE....
Aeons ago we met each other
Ate the fruit with disobedience
But reveled in our living
We lived loved …
But for that we never would have known
What’s love…and lust
No regrets……….
We brought off springs to earth
Made it a human land
Enjoyed fulfilled
We all lived ….real life
Until the word ‘marriage’ entered the minds
We turned possessive
I was possessed
I was made a possession
At that wild moment
We lost our real paradise again
Forever and ever
We died …reborn
Again and again
But the effect of ego
Grew larger and larger
Each time we took birth
Affected with much intensity
Than the effect of fruit forbidden
And all our efforts to fight this out
Seemed futile
More and more viruses
Crept into our cells
As each era passed
And we are and more
Into fathoms deep of
Endless sorrow…
Unrelated to each other
One and only antidote being ‘love’
A very scarce drug
On which we all are working for
And the direst need
For the humanity
To be saved and survive
From this epidemic of
Jealousy and hatred…
Still living in the “hope”
Of Pandora’s box
Life always
An approach –avoidance conflict
May my soul rest in peace…!!! …….love jagathi 5.05pm.3.10.11Monday
LIFE FORCE
She never seemed
To be a stranger
Even for the first time
In my life I ever met her
Her voice invoked
My dead spirits
Her smile enticing
Her words of beauty
Caressed me gently
Like the kind dew drops
Did to a primrose
She never seemed
To be a stranger
She talks to me
With all her concern
She chides me
To realize myself
My strengths and weaknesses
She balances me
To take the tight rope walk of life
She brings me back to my senses
When my thoughts go astray
She teaches me the celebration of life
She reprimands me if I am down
With all love unconditional
She resurrects me from
My almost buried grave
She never seems a stranger to me
Either for the first time
Or the umpteen times I meet her
She is to me a dejavu
Whenever she tells me
“I love you”
I wish this would be my epitaph
Dear “I lived because of you”
………………………with lots of love jagathi 8.03pm 11/01/2012 Wednesday
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