Thursday, December 30, 2010

The Turn



Whenever you take a turn,

Think about me,

That how you met me,

On a turn similar.

With hands in hands,

With the same familiarity,

I chanted your name,

With a silent voice.

Sometimes with rage,

And sometimes with a smile,

Sometimes with sadness,

And sometimes with happiness,

We walked together.

But then two turns on the road came,

One left and one right,

But both met at the same road after some distance.

On left one there were mango trees,

And on the right one, the tamarind trees,

We parted to different turns,

Thinking to meet on the common road ahead,

Me with mangoes and you with tamarinds.

Seasons changed and so the nights and days,

Mangoes and Tamarind went away from trees,

But I still stand on the common road,

With some ripe mangoes and some unripe ones,

I search you with some anger

And with some eagerness.

It fades away and then clears,

The turn never turns,

It remains there.

Whenever you take a turn,

Think about me,

That how you met me,

On a turn similar.

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

The Bowl of Happiness




One night I had a dream,
I saw a beggar child,
He walked & collected tears,
Of other persons in his bowl.
He came to me
“Please cry”, he said,
With his bowl near my eyes.
“Why do you collect tears”, I asked,
“Actually I collect happiness”, he said.
“How”, I asked,
He replied, “People cry & their sadness lessens down”,
“I want to make this whole world happy”, he continued.
“And how do you get happiness out of this”, I asked.
“If the whole world is happy, why I will be sad”, he said.
His bowl was full,
And my dream was complete.