Poems

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Portraits
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Musings of freetime
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Straight from the heart

Poems

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Collections of some my poems, most of them are however in Hindi and Marathi.

लिखना चाहता हूँ...

लिखना चाहता हूँ...
कुछ बातें ... जो आँखों से नहीं कही जाए...
कुछ मुलाकातें.. जो अधूरी सी रह जाए...
कुछ पल... जिनमें कई उम्र बीत जाए...
कुछ एहसास... जो कभी याद न बन पाए....
कुछ सपने... जिन्हें लकीरों मैं न बांधा जाए...
कुछ अपने... जो जिंदा होनेका एहसास दिलाए...
कुछ आंसू... जो कभी मोती न बन पाए...
कुछ शिकवे... जो कभी लबोंपर न आ पाए...
कुछ वादे... जो कभी मुक्कमल न हो पाए...
कुछ इरादे... जो ज़िन्दगी का मकसद न बन पाए...
अंत मैं थोड़ीसी तुम... जो कभी हम न बन पाए...

तुमसे...

ख्वाबों की इब्बादत... तुमसे... जन्नत की चाहत... तुमसे...
लबों पे कहावत... तुमसे...दिलों की हकीक़त... तुमसे...
सांसो पे हुकूमत... तुमसे... जिंदगी की जरूरत... तुमसे...
हंसी की शराफत... तुमसे... गमोंसे बगावत... तुमसे...
फासलों की शिकायत... तुमसे... रिश्तों की इनायत... तुमसे...
खुशियों की आदत... तुमसे...खुद से मोहोब्बत... तुमसे...

पसंद...

आसुओंसे कहा है... 
देखो अब तो रूठना बंद करो..
किसी की इतनी याद आ रही है... 
तो बाहर आकर उसे ढूँडो... 
पलकों को अब तो खुला छोड़ दो... 
क्या पता उनको भी कोई पसंद आ गया हो...

आंसू...

दुनिया की नज़रोंसे छुपाकर...
पलकों के किसी कोने मैं.. 
दो आंसू बिरोये हैं...
कभी बारिश हुई तो बताना...
उछलकर बाहर आ जायेंगे...
क्या पता... अगर नसीब अच्छा रहा तो...
गुमराह बूंदों से मिलकर ... 
शायद तुम तक भी पहुँच जाये...

कोशिश...

कोशिश तो करता हूँ...
पर उसका चेहरा अब ठिकसे नज़र नहीं आता...
क्या मैं उससे इतना दूर हो गया हूँ ...
शायद हाँ ... 
वैसे भी, पलकोंको मिटाए हुवे...
अब जमाना जो हो गया है ...

ख्वाहिश...

एक ख्वाहिश हैं... आसमां की...
के नीचे उतरकर देखूं... रौनक इस जहाँ की...
मगर कैसे...
क्यूँ न मैं... बारिश बन जाऊं...
खुद को किश्तों मैं बाट कर, बूंदों मैं समां जाऊं... 
वैसे भी... मुझे छूने की मनशा तो सभी की होती है...
क्यूँ न फासलों को मिटाकर...ये हसरत भी पूरी कर दूँ...

अजीबसा ख्वाब...

एक अजीबसा ख्वाब देखा है...
जिसमे केवल तुम हो और मैं...
भटक रहे हैं... किसी गुमनाम सी गलियों मैं... 
न रास्ते का पता... और न मंजिलका...
शहर सुनसुन हो चूका है... और सड़के वीरान सी है...
दूर दूर तक... किसीके होनेका नामोनिशान तक नहीं...
बस सुनाई दे रही है तो... तुम्हारे दिल की धड़कन...
और दिखाई दे रही है... तुम्हारे चेहरेपर की मुस्कराहट... 
और एक जिंदा एहसास है दिलोंमें... 
की तुम मेरे करीब हो... और मैं तुम्हारे....

मक्कार आंसू...

ये आंसू भी न अब मक्कार हो चले हैं...
पहेले तो... हलकी सी चोट पे... 
उछलकर बाहर आ जाया करते थे...
अब तो.. घेहरी चोट पर भी...
छुपकर चुपसे बैठे हैं... 
बाहर आने का नाम नहीं लेते...

दस्तक...

क्यूँ कोई दस्तक सुने... और क्यूँ कोई सवाल करे...
टूटते हुए दिल का भला....क्यूँ कोई ख़याल करे...
मेरे प्यार की परिभाषा... न कभी तुम्हें समझ आई...
मचलती हुयी धड़कनोनें... बस लोगों की हंसी पाई...
तुमसे मोहोब्बत करने की... ये कैसी सजा मैंने पाई...
मुझसे हैं नाराज.. मेरी अपनी परछाई...
तुमसे वो पहेली मुलाक़ात... तुमसे मिलने की हर एक आस...
दफन हैं किसी कोने मैं... मेरे जिंदा होने का एहसास...
अब मिट रही है मेरी हस्ती... गुजरते हुए पल के साथ...
गुमनाम होते दिलों के किनारे... चुपचापसे हैं जजबात... 
गुमशुदा ख्वाबोंपर ज़िन्दगी... क्यूँ कोई निहाल करे...
टूटते हुए दिल का भला....क्यूँ कोई ख़याल करे...

भरोसा...

माँगा है तुमसे... बस इतना भरोसा...
के आँख खुलते ही देखूं... चेहरा जरासा...
जुल्फों के आड़ मैं छुपा ... अनजानासा ...
इंसा की शक्ल मैं... चाँद जो है परोसा...

मुरझा चाँद..

चांदनी की चमक.. जो इन पलकों मैं हैं...
इस्से कभी छलकने न देना...
आँखों मैं कैद... बेचारा चाँद... 
वर्ना मुरझा जायेगा...

रूठे आंसू...

ये आंसू भी न कितने बेजान हो चले हैं...
पलकों मैं छुपे बैठे हैं... 
किसीसे मिलनेभी अब डरते हैं...
एक दौर ऐसा भी था... 
की जब वो खुशियोंमैं भी शामिल हुवा करते थे... 
आजकल हर बात से हैं खफा.. बस रूठे रूठे से रहेते हैं...

तनहाई और परछाई...

तनहाई और परछाई... आपस मैं कितनी मिलाती हैं ना...
भीड़ मैं... दोनों को ढूंड पाना... नामुमकिन सा होता हैं...

उम्मीद...

उम्मीद से मैं.... एक साये की तरह जुड़ा हुवा हूँ... 
जब भी रात होती है... तो उसीके सहारे आगे बढ़ता हूँ...

Mother...

S - uccess in life, won't mean much... 
A - s unless, it is without mother touch... 
N - o one feel pride being king of all time... 
J - ust have left mother for long time... 
I - gnoring the love, dealing with business act... 
V - anishes with the era, is true fact... 
A - iming richness, heritage... money matters worth... 
N - ever will realize the true heaven on earth... 
I - would say only under the care of mother... 

Anjali...

A - lways smiles whenever I see... 
N - o one in this world is such free... 
J - ustifying the world about her presence... 
A - llowing to enter the world of innocence... 
L - oving and helpful to everyone she meet... 
I - bet she always love to greet... 

उम्मीद...

उम्मीद से मैं.... एक साये की तरह जुड़ा हुवा हूँ... 
जब भी रात होती है... तो उसीके सहारे आगे बढ़ता हूँ...

Srinathan sir...

S - implicity in living and purity in thought... 
R - ighteous were actions in every battle you fought...
I - magine for a second,a world full of people just like you...
N - ice and loyal will not be the attributes of only few...
A - ll the negativity from this world will soon disappear...
T - aking over will be the happiness and moments to cheer...
H - opefully, such a day will come very soon...
A - llowing us to celebrate and cheer till noon...
N - otably today is one such day... coz its your BIRTHDAY!!!

नया साल...

नया साल... भरके प्यार जी मिठास... 
नया साल... पूरी करे दिलकी हर आस... 
नया साल... जिसमें ज्यादा हो रविवार... 
नया साल... जब कोई न हो बीमार...
नया साल... लेके खुशियों की सौगात...
नया साल... जहाँ हमेशा हो अपनों को साथ... 

संजीवनी...

सं-गीतातला सूर नवा, कानी पडताना … 
जी-व्हाळी आनंद होई तसा, साद तुझी ऐकताना … 
व-संताला शुभ्र मोगरा, दिसे फुलताना … 
नी-तळ नव संजीवनी, साथ तुझी जीवना … 

Aditi...

I wish for you... 
A - basket full of dreams... 
D - reams full of ice creams... 
I - cecreams full of tastes... 
T - astes full of ideas... 
I - deas full of life... 

Andurkar sir...

A - ddressing his people, a great king once said... 
N - ow is the time when efforts will get equally paid... 
D - isplay your work and get from me what you desire... 
U - nderstandably, everyone started to work on what king admire... 
R - eviewing everybody's work of art, science and war... 
K - ing gave rewards, but one work he loved by far... 
A - nd it is the work of building the mandkind... 
R - eviving generations by igniting their mind... 
Portraits

Sketching

sketching

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Musing of freetime

Short stories

stories

Collection of some of my short stories.

Freaky birthday

 
                  The night before the birthday always makes me sick... although a birthday is a usual periodic day of the calender... we tend to expect a lot from it... Our wishlist starts with a call... a very dear call at the very hour when clock strikes 12...I too was expecting a call from someone dearest to me... who is currently distance away...The time went pass 12 but somehow the phone never rang... I rechecked the batteries and network connection, everything seemed fine... "why didn't she call? one SMS at least, How could she forget my birthday????" "No...no.. no... it won't happen... her cell network might be down... or batteries might have discharged...or... she must have messed up the dates... she would remember my birthday for sure..." I kept believing that she would call sooner or later...

but soon the night crawled to 1 am and my hopes began to fade...Sleep was out of question so in order to kill time.. I started playing my favorite movie 'raincoat' on my laptop...I had always pictured us as 'Mannu' and 'Neeru' from the movie 'Raincoat' ...and adored the unconditional love between us...

Even though we were distance apart... it felt like we were always connected telepathically ...She had that uncanny sixth sense about my life, that whenever anything good or bad happened to me, she would knew about it and would definitely be the first one to call... then what happened this time, why didn't she call ???? I kept wondering...by the time, the movie reached climax, I was asleep...

It was 7:30 in the morning... and a loud doorbell disturbed my sleep..."What the problem with this world... why can't they let me sleep???" I hesitantly got up from the bed and opened the main door.... To my surprise, she was standing next to me...with one hand on her hip and other hand engaged in adjusting her long flowing hair... smiling with cute dimples... she looked amazing... I was speechless for a moment... I tried pinching myself.... just to make sure its all real...

"Now will you stop starring...and invite me in..." she said...

I quickly gathered myself and replied, " oh sorry, yes... please come in..."

The house was not in cleanest of conditions and she was quick to spot that... "you haven't changed a bit... the room is as messy as it used to be... how you guys manage to live with all this mess around..."

I definitely had no answer to this question, so as to change the subject, I asked, "So what you want to have, a tea or a coffee???"

" A tea... but wait, I will prepare... you still love the tea made by me, don't you! Where's the kitchen?", She responded.

I couldn't refuse that... So I showed her the kitchen... and went to bathroom for a quick shower... I usually hate cold water, but don't know, today even the water felt luke warm... might be due to the warmth of getting a hot tea, especially made by her... I quickly finished bath, got dressed and went to the kitchen, expecting a smiling face and a hot tea...

But there was no one in the kitchen... I searched all the rooms, but she was not there...I ran down to inquire with watchman, he too responded negatively... "sir, I didn't see anyone entering or leaving the apartment... " I went back to the room, puzzled and cursing myself, " I told you... night outs are bad... see... now you have even started daydreaming..."

It was 9:00 in the morning and I was stuck at a traffic signal... Suddenly one car came from other side... and stopped few cars next to me... She was inside...I waved at her... but maybe she couldn't able to see me... I yelled... but with all the traffic noise, my voice never reached her... By the time, I could able to move my bike closer to her car... the signal went green and the car she was in, disappeared in a instance... I initially thought of following her... but refrained myself hoping that, it was again a daydream...

Due to all these chaos from morning... I was late at the office... The Boss was quick to react, " So whats the new excuse for today?" "Did you meet someone special in the morning?" "No.. not exactly... just had a day dream of meeting someone...", I responded with a surprise that how serendipitious his statement was. The whole office laughed like hell with my answer...

Feeling embarrassed, I quietly sat down at my desk...There was a huge pile of pending tasks...Inbox was full with emails... and facebook was also crowded with birthday wishes...I thought, " Great!!! now the whole day will go just in finishing them..." With a sigh of discomfort... I started looking at each of them one by one.. And as expected.. the whole day went just like that...

By the time I reached home, It was 8 in the evening... It was pitch dark in the apartment so I asked the watchman, "whats the matter?"... He responded... "Sir, There is no electricity... you have to wait for an hour..."

Laughing at the funny proceedings of the day and my ill fate... I opened the door... and walked towards kitchen to find a candle... I was about the pull a candle from a drawer... suddenly I felt a frim grip of hand around my eyes... and someone embracing me tightly...

"Happy Birthday, dear...", she whispered in my ear... by the time, I could able to turn back and see who she was... The lights turned on... and I could see her with a winning smile... It was all nothing but a prank, she successfully played on me with the help of watchman and my boss... just to make my birthday an extra special one indeed...

And thats the happy ending of a fictional love story...
              

A brief encounter

              "Hi!" A hand waved at me at reliance mart… I pleasantly waved it back. Seemed like a familiar face… I approached closer… our eyes met…

I was so happy to see the person in front of my eyes… I wanted to talk and also had a reason and sub­ject to talk… … yet words were reluctant to come out of my mouth…

Similar situation I feel was at the other side… he too wanted to talk… but couldn’t… (yes it was a man… sorry, girls are rarely familiar to researchers likes me ) he came with a elderly lady, whom i never met before… she was busy in shop­ping and hardly recognized my presence and uneasy atmosphere around… god… the silence was killing me…

soon the silence broke… he whispered ( yes whispered with an brave effort) to me… ” this is my mother..“ even in that low pitch of voice… the lady heard what he just whispered.…

she turned back to see a stranger in front of her ( thats me)… her eyes almost immediately turned towards him for answers… See­ing those puzzled eyes of her, second courageous line came fro his mouth.… ” this is my student…”

she smiled… he was relieved… (those who know him… knows of what…)

A pleasant short but sweet encounter with my lovely and brave guide kan­nan sir and his lovely ortho­dox car­ing mother at reliance mart…
              

Courage

                Yesterday, was not the usual day by any means… The temperature in andhra sorry teleganga was on a high… and the situation was no different in cstar and iiit… people were whispering about the future and lives of many at stake… but…

One man was firm against all the odds.… he had made up his mind even before the radical change in the social and political atmosphere… that he would finally begin the unexplored chapter of his life…

he ignored the warnings… he crossed all the barricades… he refused to surrender… For the first time, in his life… he was not what he meant to be…

Slowly but steadily he began his journey… He was happy… For all those years, he observed others enjoying, laughing and celebrating for no reason… yesterday was his day…

the road seemed like never ending.… the wind was impatient… and the people were non responding… but that did not affect his mind and decision… dedication was always been his special quality… and this time… it was now or never…

Like always, he made a slow stroll towards his final destination (for yesterday)…and after an hour later, he finally was to the place that was forbidden to him for all those years… Nobody, i really mean “nobody” thought the life for him will soon take drastic turns… but it was… what was foretold…

Guys, expect the unexpected… Our dear friend, was many popular names like “DD”, “crypto baba” saw finally “a” movie in theaters… “Chrismas carol 3D” We all prey for a future that will take him many such unexpected journeys.
                

एक उनाड वाढदिवस

                आता पुन्हा वाढदिवस येणार… मग तिचा फोन यावासा वाटणार.… पण तो नाही येणार.… मग मी हिरमुसणार… फोन न येण्याची कारणे शोधणार … "ती माझा वाढदिवस विसरली तर नसेल… तारखेचा तर घोळ झालेला नसेल… नक्कीच या पावसामुळे तिचा फोन खराब असेल…" असं म्हणत स्वतःची समजूत घालणार… अरे पण निदान साधा एक sms तरी…

छे, असंख्य शंकांनी मन बैचैन होऊन जाणार… "आता ज्यास्त विचार नाही करायचा" म्हणत मी झोपायचा प्रयत्न करणार… उशीची घडी बदलत राहणार… पण झोप काही नाही येणार… मग मी computer वर आवडता rain coat सिनेमा लावणार… मनूच्या व्यक्तिरेखेत स्वतःला शोधणार… आपल्यावरही कोणी नीरजाइतकं प्रेम करेल… समोर नसली तरी सतत माझ्या सोबत असेल… अश्या गोड स्वप्नात झोप कधी लागेल ते नाही समजणार…

वाढदिवस येणार… door­bell च्या वाजण्याने मी जागा होणार… "कोण कडमडलं, इतक्या सकाळी सकाळी…" निरुत्साही आवाजात मी दरवाजा उघडणार… बघतो तर काय, समोर चक्क ती असणार… नेहमी प्रमाणे… डोळ्यांवर आलेली बट मागे सरत… गोड हसत, ती माझ्या समोर उभी असणार…

"मी झोपेत तर नाही ना"… खात्री होत नाही म्हणून स्वतःला चिमटा काढून पाहणार … आऊच…

इतक्या दिवसांनी तिला पाहिल्याचा आनंद मला शब्दात व्यक्त नाही करता येणार… मला काही बोलताच नाही येणार… मग तीच म्हणणार," अरे फक्त पाहतच राहणार आहेस, कि आत ही बोलावणार आहेस?" मी ही मग स्वतःला सावरत म्हणणार, "sorry विसरलोच, ये ना, आत ये…" "बोल, काय करू तुझ्यासाठी, चहा की कॉफी ?" ती म्हणणार, "थांब, मीच करते चहा… तुला माझा हातचा चहा आवडतो ना… kitchen कुठे आहे?" तिला kitchen चा रस्ता दाखवत… मी shower मध्ये घुसणार… तिच्या हातचा चहा मिळण्याची जादूच की काय… कधी नाही ते आज मी थंड पाण्याने.. न कुडकुडता आंघोळ करणार…

पण बाहेर येऊन पाहतो तर काय… घरात कोणीच नसणार… gas वर चहा उकळून सांडलेला असणार… ”आता होती मग गेली तरी कुठे”… सगळ्या खोल्या पाहणार… पण ती कुठेच नसणार… बाहेर watch man ला जाऊन विचारणार… तोही म्हणणार, "नही साब, हमने किसी को नही देखा" मी मग स्वतः वरच ओरडणार… "म्हटलं होतं.. ज्यास्तीची जागरणं नको… बघ आता दिवसाही स्वप्न पाहायला लागलायेस…" तश्याच गोंधळलेल्या अवस्थेत मी office ला जायला निघणार… वाटेत signal ला परत एका taxi मध्ये ती दिसणार… मी हाथ दाखवणार…पण तिचं लक्ष नसणार… मी हाक ही मारणार… पण बहुदा traf­fic च्या गोंगाटात तिला ते ऐकू गेलेलं नसणार… तेवढ्यात sig­nal clear होणार… आणि क्षणार्धातच तिची taxi दिशीनासी होणार…

या सगळ्या गदारोळात office ला नेमका उशीर झालेला असणार… Boss विचारणार, "आज काय, नवीन कारण"… "कोणी special भेटली होती का ? सकाळी सकाळी…" "नाही, भेटल्याचा भास झाला होता…" या उत्तरावर peon सकट सगळं office हसणार… मी ही मग ओशाळत… गुपचूप आपल्या जागी येऊन बसणार … pending कामांची थप्पी पडलेली असणार… Inbox पत्रांनी भरलेला असणार… Facebook वर ही बऱ्याच लोकांनी birthday wish केलेलं असणार… वाटणार आता सगळा दिवस याच कामांमध्ये निघून जाणार… आणि तसंच होणार… एक एक काम आटपत आटपत संध्याकाळ होऊन जाणार…

घरी जाईपर्यंत आठ वाजलेले असणार… वाटेतच watch­man भेटणार… म्हणणार.… "साब, अभी electricity नही है, एक घंटे बाद आयेगी " मी ही “आलंय भोगासी ” म्हणत, चुपचाप घरात शिरणार… घरामध्ये दाट काळोख साचलेला असणार … bag खाली ठेवून… मेणबत्ती शोधण्यासाठी… मी kitchen मध्ये शिरणार… Drawer मधून मेणबत्ती काढून पेटवणारच… की कोणीतरी मागून येऊन … मला घट्ट बिलगत… माझ्या कानात हळूच "Happy Birthday , Dear..." म्हणणार .… मी मागे वळून पाहेपर्यंत… घरात लक्ख उजेड झालेला असणार … light जाण्याचा तर फक्त एक बहाणा असणार… मला surprise देण्याचा एक गोड कारनामा असणार… ज्यात watch man boss आणि specially तिचा समावेश असणार…

अश्या रीतीने… एका काल्पनिक गोष्टीचा शेवट… नेहमी प्रमाणे … गोड झालेला असणार…
                
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