Then and Now

Then, he saw the petals, now he sees the thorns

          Whilst there was jasmine around the corner

Then she saw the light, now she feels the heat

         Bearing a wish for the breeze to come and soothe

Then he heard the music, now he hears the scream

         Evoking an assay for rhythmic joy of delight

Then She felt the comfort, now she stands the ail

         To bring forth a desire to have a relief

Then he relished love, now he endures queer

        Hence was in need of a superfluous spirit

Then she found the refuge, now she lost her faith

         Landing an appeal for final moments to come

        

You are Me

When I keep my foot on the floor,
I feel you are my earth


When I satisfy the harsh thirst,
I feel you are my water


When I learn new lessons of life,
I feel you are my book


When I begin writing a poem,
I feel you are my inspiration


When I am devoid of ideas,
I feel you are my imagination


When I look on the mirror for me,
I feel you are there in it


When I seek the 'I' in me,
I feel you are that special me.

He is alive

My want is to be blind to keep away the news of your demise

For I couldn’t let me feel that my guide is no more alive

My wish is to be deaf to make my ears get rid of the mourning’s

For I never could imagine a nation that is devoid of you

My need is to be a mute since I heard you aren’t there anymore

For I always fell back on your word to speak as if you are a book

My desire to be ignorant about the thought of your death

For I never even imagined a nation without you having its steer

My prayer is to be immersed in a deep and sound sleep

For I don’t want even to have a thought of your loss again

My hope is to have a life with a thought of you are alive

For I drew myself to the notion that you are still around

My trust still falls back on your mission for the nation

For I still perceive heights as per your guidance and counsel

Note: This is a few lines written in memory of India's guide Dr.APJ.Abdul Kalam

Yet another gimmick: The friendship day

With globalization in the air as a norm, the friendship day has become a part of our life, so everyone must be on a desire to know what caused 2^nd August the day to remember the day of friendship, right? The martyrdom of Mahatma Gandhi on 30^th January made the day special and we, the Indians celebrate it as the Martyrs day. Similarly, National science day of India is observed on 28^th February in memory of the discovery of Raman Effect by Sir C.V.Raman, the great Nobel Laureate. With these cases in front, we expect a great instance of friendship in association of friendship, isn’t it?

If your answer is yes, disappointment is the output you are about to get, because, friendship day is the product of business promotion activities conducted by Mr. Joyce hall, the founding chairman of Hallmark cards in 1930. An advertising technique to sell the greeting cards designed by the company. If Wikipedia could be believed, this American business strategy of course touched the American market, but not their society. Sad to say, but we the people of India, Bangladesh and Malaysia celebrate it with great pursuit. We still help the greeting card industry and other allied industry with the fire that was fathered by Mr.Hall in 1930.

In India, people have advanced a bit more by mixing the Rakhi practice of Raksha bandhan with it and started tying friendship bands to each other’s wrists. A great boost to friendship band industry. Yet another gimmick like Gold sellers converted akshaya Tritiya, the birthday of Parashurama as the day to buy Gold. Though the day is considered as good enough to start ventures, none shared an example of this day to buy gold. Yet, celebrations are always good….so….we are also celebrating it with a wish to all great friends on earth. Happy friendship day to all my friends.

I won’t let you fancy my loss

Hope being the impulse of my day,

I let my dreams, pursue for success

I may appear as if I am in struggle

Yet, I won’t let you fancy my loss

Sailing in the drowning dark ship 

I placed hope as the light of my jaunt

Though, weakness being the routine

I determined to stand grand and tall

At the verge of me losing my hope

I made up my mind to smile

Effacing my bid to shed tears

I nailed smile as the norm of my lips

 Choosing hope as the first thought 

I altered my fate from death to life

Whilst, death the instance of the day 

I shifted its curse with life, the boon

Having hope as the gift of the day,

I kept my dreams rear and result

Hope being the impulse of my day,

I let my dreams, pursue for success

Though I appear as if in struggle

I won’t let you fancy my loss

Shades

I feel the wink of stars within my own eyes, 

when they could sense you around

My heart rushed to make each beat, 

with those mellifluous sonnets of your lips

Rhythmic strains sprang up from heart, 

when I saw myself entering in your shades

I lost the hold on my legs and hands, 

as you were heading towards me to embrace

Keeping my eyes open wasn't easy 

as I was being engulfed within your hands

Hauling myself towards your chest was awesome, 

for I lost my own self then

Taking a nap on your bosom was comforting 

as it always left me with warmth

My Friend

In pains, I looked for a companion to share, 

I saw you taking my pain on your shoulders

When I was scared, I wanted someone to be around, 

You were there beside me to console

Those glad moments, when I was eager to celebrate,

You seemed dancing before me

Whenever the streams of tears touched my lashes

Your hands of comfort wiped my tears

Opportunity when knocked its turn on my door

It was you who opened it for me

Being the strength of my being, I asked God “Is it you?””

“Are you my mom, dad, brother or love?”

God was not hesitant to answer my query with a yes

Yes, God took the name friend and came on earth to be mine