हद है

अपने दोस्तों से मिलने का Time नहीं,

पर Facebook पर "comment" करने का वक़्त है,

CTC सबका minimum 6 digit p.a. है,

पर गोलगप्पे के पैसे देने में हालत ख़स्त है,

सोचो तो ये सारे बहाने ,

लगता है यार, हद हैं.

DTC की बस की भीड़ में निकलती जान है,

पर disc के crowd में सभी मस्त हैं.

Office में बैठ कर "green tea" लेनी है,

पर किसी की Treat पे तो "लस्सी/beer" ही ज़बरदस्त है.

सोचो तो ये सारे बहाने ,

लगता है यार, हद हैं.

दूसरो का jaundice/typhoid भी छोटा है,

पर अपनी ख़ासी तो "I am allergic to dust" है,

मांगने के लिए भगवान से १०० करोड़ wishes हैं,

पर पूरी होने पर, प्रशाद के लिए १०० रूपए भी जेब पस्त है.

सोचो तो ये सारे बहाने ,

लगता है यार, हद हैं.

साला, जिस थाली में खाते हैं, उसी में छेद करते हैं,

और "Best Friends" कहकर, पीछे bitching से तोड़ते trust हैं.

इंसानियत के नाते, इन्सान नहीं हैं,

पर पहेंनते "Being Human" की टीशर्ट हैं.

सोचो तो ये सारे बहाने ,

लगता है यार, हद हैं.

यार हम connected all the time हैं,

पर दिल के connections कहीं lost हैं,

I hope with VoIP & 3G,

हमारे networks थोड़े और strong हो,

Relationships better और "Friend list" थोड़ी और long हो,

और इस wireless ज़माने में,

हमारे "loved ones" हम से हमेशा wired हो!

देख़े तो लगें , कि ये सारे नज़ारे,

यार इनमें, सच्चाई... बेहद है !!

सप्रेम,
अनन्या श्री 

Con amore

When I wanna stay, you make me leave,
And then you make me stay , when I wanna leave.
But then, you make me believe, when I am in doubt.
And then you love me, when I think,
Love is something, I can live without.

You treat me so gentle & wipe my tears,
But when you are angry, it's you who I fear,
But then you come & serenade me for a dance in a crowd,
And then you love me, when I think,
Love is something, I can live without.

When the dawn breaks, to see me is your need,
But when you do, you try to pay no heed.
By the noon, the tempers shoot-up & we scream & shout,
And then you love me, when I think,
Love is something, I can live without.

We fight & we decide never to talk,
But when you see me low,You hug me & take me for a walk.
And then things turn to hugs from pouts,
Cause, you actually love me & then I think,Love is something, none can live without.




Ana :)

Letter from Nani

Hi all...

Well, my Nani went through my blog recently and sent me a letter regarding the same.
I am very honoured and delighted to receive such words of affection and praise from her.

Here they are....

Went through your beautiful poems a few days back. Sorry not to appreciate them earlier. Really masterpieces of fine imagery. A spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings. Inspiring great happiness and heartfelt pleasure. The poems reminded me of my sixty years back joy and experiences, while going through Wordsworth, Byron, Shelly & Keats in my text book 'The Golden Treasury' at my graduation level studies.

I really enjoyed your thought provoking ideas, imagination, high class vocabulary and philosophical thinking, hidden artistically in your poems. May God bless you with much more talent in this field. Being an engineer in your career, the Almighty may add many more feathers in your cap. I am proud of my grand daughters like you.

Long live all the grannies :))

Love you naniji :)

गुम

कभी अकेली नहीं होती मैं,

हमेशा भीड़ साथ होती है.

बात चीत हो न हो,

हमेशा शोर साथ रहता है.

बाहर की आवाज़ बंद कर भी दूं,

तो अन्दर का शोर घेर लेता है.

मज़ाक हो भी रहा हो,

बातें ज्यादा लगती हैं,

एक बार खुल के हँस भी दूं,

तो हँसी के ठहाको में कुछ कमी सी छुपती है.

अपने ही साथ हो कर भी,

कुछ अलग सी हो जाती हूँ.

भीड़ में कभी तनहा,

तो कभी तन्हाई की भीड़ में, मैं गुम हो जाती हूँ.

Overgrown

Years have gone by since 1986,

And now my ID-card reads ‘Twenty Four’.

The World no longer treats me like a kid,

But I am now way more immature than before.

All through my childhood, I wanted to grow up,

Act like an adult and behave mature.

But today as I am all grown up,

I want to be treated as before.

Because deep within my heart, I am still a little girl,

Looking for protection, looking for cover.

Mamma’s arms are still the best place on earth,

In those dark nights, thunders still make me shudder.

No matter what the doc says, am still scared of injections,

While walking on roads, I still get freaked out by strays.

When asked to get ready for a party, I still ask for suggestions.

And secretly still, I am in love with the tom & jerry plays.

Though copies have turned into files,

And pocket money has been replaced by salaries,

Incentives given in place of chocolates,

No summer vacations, only leaves circled around the dates,

My frocks have turned into kurtis,

The cute diary out beaten by my blog,

The teacher replaced by a boss,

And with life right now, totally tossed.

But despite all odds,

I still feel I am a little girl inside, childlike and immature,

And still want to be treated, just as before.

Ananya

The Biggest Fight

Blood stained battle fields,

And torn uniforms,

Fresh bullet marks, clanking arms and shields.

But I braved it all,

Moved when everything else was stalled,

Soldiers without emotion,

Just one aim, just one passion.

But I fought them all.

Days turned into night,

And night into darkness,

Creepers and thorns, Human barb wires and shrewdness.

But I held my ground through all, 

Conquered everything like a fire ball.

Hunger never came, what came was thirst.

Sharp, targeted, regular or in bursts.

But I fought it all.

Far from home, near victory yet alone,

Though wishes and prayers always stood steady,

But it was only one bullet that took me down,

I tried to smile but out came a frown.

I really tried to fight, I tried a lot,

But on my cheeks and on many, just tears rolled down.

Because no matter how hard I tried,

I could not fight them at all.
I could not fight them at all.

Ananya

Space crunch :@

There is only one thing on my mind.. only one thing, but it's taking a hell lot of a space...