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Virginia massacre.

           Oh God whats all happening. What was the fault of those students and teachers who fell to the assassin’s bullets the day before yesterday. All our condolences to the bereaved families.
May God bless them all with courage to face the brutal truth of their loved ones’ untimely demise, and may He award Sadgati to the departed souls.
 
Why must
People die
Of others’ madness?
Why young flames,
Put out
With a wave of gun?
 
WHY? WHY?
WHY AT ALL O LORD ?
 
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Life…..

 
 
Life… 
Nothing
but a play of
Light and dark…
 
Life…
A wheel
That never stops.
One moment
You’re at the top
And very next moment down.
Next moment yet again
You’re inching upwards.
But for these ups and downs..
How platonic
Would have been life.
 
****
 
 zindagi
  to bus aani jaani hai 
    iski to yahi nishaani hai 
pal mein milate hain aur bichhadate hain 
    iski bus yahi kahaani hai.    
 
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Waiting for my Full moon…

 
       Some friends said that they dint understand Hindi and hence could not read through my previous post… Raat Hasii… So for them English translation is given here. But again the same hitch.. I dont consider it as good and complete as the original one in Hindi….. but cant help it. However hard a translation may try , it can only aspire to be as near to the original one. So please excuse me for this shortcoming, but then I dont feel like depriving my non Hindi friends too.
 
 
Beautiful evening,
Jungle gets dark
Every single minute,
Sky too
Opens its bag,
Full of stars.
Some stars had I got
For myself,  
I would’ve stitched them all
To your locks.
Moon too
Has gone away on
Few days leave.
Cant see it
Lighting up the night sky.
Ok ! Let me live through
These dark nights,
Beating heart
Waiting anxiously,
For my
Full Moon.
 
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How much…

 
 
How much really 
A heart can endure?
Perhaps a little 
Through all the times… 
Or a lot over 
Short breaks of time.. 
…And here is mine…. 
Enduring everything
Ever since he was born…
……how long…  
Till he finds   
A new body and soul. 
 
*****  
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shaam hasiin….

 
shaam hasii
gaharaaye aanchal jungal kaa
aasmaan khole hai
gathariya taaron ki,
kuchh taare
mere haath bhi lag jaate,
taank deta unhe
tumhaari alakon par.
chaand bhi phalak par
nazar nahin aataa,
chhutti lekar gayaa hai
shayad kuchh din ki
chalo andheri raaton mein
 hum jee lenge
intzaar mein apne
poonam ke chaand ki.
 
*****
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Chakravyuh…

 
 
 
Fighting my war
On so many fronts,
I feel like Abhimanyu,
Caught up in Chakravyuh.
Only difference is,
My Krishna is with me.
They have
Their armies with them,
I have few friends
And my Krishna
With me.
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kyaa bataayen…..(corrected)

 
This is to thank Sonia for her suggestion in the original verse. She said that it would be better if word "khush " comes in place od hum in the last line of the verse. Yes you were right Sonia, now it looks complete and much better. In fact in the english translation "happy" was already there. SO THANKS SONIA AND RT WHO HAD ALSO SUGGESTED THE SAME. This is how we grow from each others suggestions. I am fortunate to have my thinking friends who are perhaps my best critics too.
 
 
 
kyaa bataayen
kis haal mein hum hain,
jis haal mein rakkhe wo
us haal mein khush hain.
 
English Translation
 
 
what do I say
How am I?
How He keeps me
I am happy in that.
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kyaa bataayen

kyaa bataayen
kis haal mein hum hain,
jis haal mein rakkhe wo
us haal mein hum hain.
 
English Translation
 
 
what do I say
How am I?
How He keeps me
I am happy in that.
 
 
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He calls me

 
Sounds of silence
Often haunt me,
Whispers from eternity
Often call me,
An smiling face
Often comes in my dreams,
Wiping my tears,
Soothing my aching heart
He comforts me.
Where are you
My Dear Son !
He calls,
Without you here,
I feel lonely,
I know you too
Feel much the same.
Our hearts ever
Beat in consonance.
For, you’re me
And I’m you,
Never feel Son!
Apart are we
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