Interpreter of Maladies
Friday, August 19, 2005
unrequited loveab der hoti jaa rahi hai, shaam dhalne lag gayi
fir kyun nahi bajti swapn mein bhi tumhari bansuri
kumhla gaye hain pushp, pallav, ashakt hai vasundhara
aur mere haathon mein nahi kuch, sirf smritiyon ke siva
main baat johti radha
ashakt, akeli radha
vishwas hai ki tum abhi jhurmut ke peeche
hanske mujhpe, fir jhalak dikhlaoge
aur fir unhi athkheliyon se tum mujhe bahlaoge
par main kab tak yun akele, bas swapan mein hi jiyoon
prem hai par prarthana se yun vivash kab tak rahoon
main baat johti radha
ashakt, akeli radha
kya itna ashakt aur vivash mera prem hai
ki tum nahi aate, na aati koi kushal kshem hai
ye satya hai radha ka janm, sirf tumse hai juda
par mera kya koi bhi swantatra astitva hai yahan
main baat johti radha
ashakt, akeli radha
in rookhi alkon, bheegi palkon, sookhe hothon se kaho
prastar hui in vednayon, bhavnaoon se kaho
ki ab nahi aaoge tum, aur vyarth hai inka ye tyaag
tum, tumhari bansuri, ho gayi vyom mein vyapt
main baat johti radha
ashakt, akeli radha
radha ki ab kaun sunega, bina krishna ke kaisi radha
jeevan to hai chapal sada hi, wo kab kiske liye rukega
tum apne mahatm aur tyaag mein yun lupt the
ki krishna tumne aap hi radha ko nikrishna kar diya
main baat johti radha
ashakt, akeli radha
main mandiroon mein rakh kar pooji jaoongi sadiyon sada
par jis pal tum mere parshva mein nahi hoge
meri moorat ko kaun poochega
shayad mera swarth hai jo maangati hoon swadhikar
par kya karoon main ishwar nahi tumhari tarah
main baat johti radha
ashakt, akeli radha
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
its free verse-I am in a bad mood and this just HAPPENEDA mind which exists without fear-
which is evanescent, and celebrates its mortality
where thoughts are unbounded-
no place for adjectives like acceptable and "politically right".
I lived in such a world, not far back in time
and now, what remains, is only a memory
Its not that I hate conformists
not that I think being true is something everyone can afford
but I am amazed at the decadence that has seeped around me
free will is demonized to conform to hollow ideals
Big words and bigger dreams with no surface under the feet
It's like producing robots in an institutional factory
I wish I could escape to the nothingness of my world
the world where I lived, not far back in time
of which, what now remains, is only a memory
When you are young, you imagine the world to be limitless
that you can fly across oceans through the shortcuts of your mind
that you can reach out across horizons
and never turn to look back at the stretches of time
you fight with life till you have the power to resist
and once you succumb to compromises, there is no looking back
and you become just another pedestrian in the crowd
the thing thats strangely funny is that
we are producing pedestrians in innumerable numbers
and crushing free thought as best as we can
I think I once read in some footnote somewhere
"where there are no differences, there are essentially no opinions"
are we slowly becoming an opinionless world, a world which has stopped questioning itself for the fear of being contradictory
or are we becoming really numb with facts/pains/reality and now just want to live in a consensual fantasy.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
volley and ME !!Sounds strange right. Never before in the course of writing this blog have I told you about any hint of sporting talent being present within me so where comes this post about VOLLEYBALL of all things !! Yesterday, by some coincidences, I did happen to play a game of volley and unearthed some interesting facts about sports-a domain I am a stranger to. Sports, through the sheer fact of it being the heady combination of brain and brawn, excites oneself in myriad ways. I know by the time I reached the field and picked up the ball for the first time, I realized I was not playing for fun. There was something about the field, the sand on the court, the ball and people standing around the court that somehow made me feel that I need to play and play well. The end of the story is sad coz infact my team did lose the volley match and the other team clinched a landslide victory. But I dont understand, just the mere fact of playing and doing something other than mugging and writing gave me sheer excitement. True, my bones ached and legs felt heavy after the exercise but in the upper storey, I felt much more relaxed and ease with myself. Being new to sports, I fail to understand why sports does that to you...could somebody help me find out maybe.