One cold dark night
I looked at the sky.
I drove to meet him so distant so far.
He was so shy and tried to hide.
But I wasn't giving up
And I stayed up the whole night
Half past 12 when long green tentacles
shined and picked me up
and cradled me the whole night.
Seeking security and perfection in all
Sending good vibes to whoever falls
Submerging in the feeling of being whole and complete
Surrender to the situation so no one can beat.
Are we automated? Are we true?
How will we handle if interruption brews?
We kill the moments by controlling our inside.
Setting ourselves for failure, besides.
Surprises might come in different sizes and shapes,
Spellbound, you might be, seeing problems in heroes' capes
Suffocated by events not under your control.
Saddened deeply, it's time to explore
A broken heart is where the light passes through
with a rumbling stomach, real awakening stews
vengeance in veins rediscovers the real YOU
Over the years, how much you grew.
Don't mend the broken heart; let the stomach rumble
wait until and unless everything falls and crumbles.
Then comes the time to walk the spiritual road.
You are awakened and not in auto mode.
The art of staying dry in the middle of a rain
swamped in dirt and not touched by stain
when things fall apart, or they come together
There comes a point when nothing really matters.
Healing comes only if you make enough rooms
one room for grief, and another to bloom
One made for misery, another for tremendous joy
Don't take it seriously, as life is a playful decoy.
He who loves money
will get it soon.
He who loves fame
will be recognized in the room
He who loves lust
will get the partners of his desire.
He who loves peace
will have to extinguish the envious fire
YES! We get what we want
Is the universe conspiring?
It's no one but us
The energy that works.
We are cosmos at work.
conscious choices will make you diligent or a jerk.
One early morning, I was walking down the street.
I heard some stray dogs barking, next house to mine, the garage opening, and a car parking.
two women striding in their shoes, and a loud mouth on loose.
I heard the hurry of boys getting late to school.
I could smell samosas and the sounds of drool.
Rushing, speeding, panicking cars giving heart strokes to the street.
Around the corner, I heard bid farewells and a few greets.
All these noises filled every nook and cranny in me.
I desperately wanted to set myself free.
Then I heard some more, someone close, was trying so hard
My body was whispering
My emotions were murmuring.
With loud footsteps, I could hear my heart walking inside my mind.
The thoughts were on tape and someone pressed rewind.
Chatter patter! does it matter? I told myself.
So much live drama outside.
An old movie running inside.
I took a pause and focussed on the noise.
Now listened to the listening
brought back my poise.
The dogs, the car, two women, the boys, samosas, garage, my body, my thoughts, my emotions
everything was just vanishing.
Neither the subject, nor the object. nothing was left.
Only pure listening was to be cared.
Perhaps I wasn't brave enough.
Perhaps I couldn't dare to be rough
to squeeze those lemons the life had thrown
and drink the lemonade with salt and pepper.
Perhaps I happily sang their song.
Perhaps I waited a bit too long
for things to change, for miracles to happen
and live the dreams I always cared for.
But I was always brave and daring with my writing.
Where I sang candidly and did all my honest fighting.
A hopeless hope I was creating, not telling or letting anyone know
but my journal and my pen. I had only two close friends.
Perhaps I expected from people since birth.
Perhaps I expected universal miracles on earth.
When no one knew, I had no clue.
But today was different when my hopes came true
and my dreams were brewed.
Cosmos at work.
My two close friends are sent by the universe.
Aarushi
लेखिका
भोगो भाग
वो बातें खुद-से, वो अनदेखे ख़्वाब
पेश करती हूँ इस महफ़िल में, मैं खुद को जनाब
तुम कोशिश न करना समझने की मुझको
बस पढ़ लेना, मेरी ज़िन्दगी की किताब
सबसे पहले, मैं उन सभी पाठकों का आभार व्यक्त करती हूँ, जिन्होंने मेरी कविताओं को पढ़ा, सराहा और मुझे आगे बढ़ने के लिए प्रेरित किया।
मेरे परिवार, जिन्होंने हर कदम पर मेरा साथ दिया और मेरे सपनों को साकार करने के लिए हमेशा मेरा हौसला बढ़ाया, उनका मैं तहे दिल से धन्यवाद करती हूँ।
मेरे मित्र, जिन्होंने मेरी हर कविता पर ईमानदार सुझाव दिए और मेरे लेखन को निखारने में मदद की, उनके प्रति मैं बेहद कृतज्ञ हूँ।
उन गुरुओं और साहित्य प्रेमियों का भी आभार, जिन्होंने मुझे शब्दों की ताकत और कविताओं की गहराई समझाई।
अंततः, मैं उन अनदेखे पलों और भावनाओं का धन्यवाद करती हूँ, जिन्होंने मुझे शब्दों के इस जादू से जोड़ दिया।
यह पुस्तक आप सभी के सहयोग और विश्वास की प्रतीक है। आपके बिना यह सफर अधूरा होता।
