I present to You, my new Video, "IF I WERE AN ALBATROSS"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CdmVD_wxJPI



Dear Blogger reader, 

It gives me a lot of pleasure to present to you, my new Video, "If I were an Albatross". 

The Squirrel and Me

This poem is based on a true event that occurred in my life. 

It was an hour before sunset and I was feeling free

As I stood at my window watching the huge fine tree.

Suddenly my eyes caught a squirrel on the ground

With a nut in its hands, it was enjoying on a small mound.

I kept watching the playful animal, running here and there

The fun was limitless as I forgot the universe during my stare

She was so frolicsome, carefree and full of life

The pleasure was immense as I forgot all the strife.

She jumped among the branches of the tree

Unstoppable in its juvenile spirit and all that spree

Suddenly then she climbed the trunk and went right on top

Where she looked around and had a minor stop.  

She closed her eyes as if she was going to sleep

Her posture was silent like a brilliant elite

As she fell asleep, I enjoyed her cute innocent look

She was motionless in the nap that she took.

Then from nowhere did a kite come flying upon

It caught the squirrel in its claws, giving no time to respond

But as it flew back into the skies the rodent slipped down

And came straight towards the same grassy mound.

For a moment it lied there unconscious

An ugly thought struck me as I became cautious

I descended down the stairs of my apartment

Took the squirrel and brought it to my basement.

A sprinkle of water and Ah! it opened its eyes

The cute little thing looked at me with a lot of surprise!!

She did not run, as if she wanted to stay with me forever

For reasons that my soul understood but mind didn’t whatever!

I took her with me to my home and we became great friends

During my leisure hours she played around my face with both her lovely hands

Then one day she disappeared and never came back

I understood it was time to depart though our friendship remained intact.

- (kb/19-05-2018/1)

Two Eyes and a Story

There are these Two Eyes

And there's a Story,

There's a bit of Cloud

And there's a bit of Water.

It keeps flowing in two small streams,

Whether you listen or not

It keeps on telling, 

Some by written notes, 
Some by spoken words.

It's a bit familiar, it's a bit unknown,

It ends wherever the tears stop,

It's new yet

It is so old!!

As one gets finished, 
The other starts getting liked,

That forgotten matter then 
Arrives on the lips,

Yet it's a story of those two Eyes.

There are these Two Eyes

And there's a Story,

There's a bit of Cloud 

And there's a bit of Water.

  -(kb/24-03-2018/2)

मैं चाहता हूँ

मैं लिखना चाहता हूँ,
मन की गहराईयों से
झिंदगी के कुछ ऐसे पलों के बारे में जब
मैंने अपने आप को पहचाना
ईस दुनियां की दुनियादारी को माना
सच को झूठ और झूठ को सच करने की
निरन्तर हो रही साझिशों को
एकदम क़रीब से जानाl

मैं देखना चाहता हूँ वॉ ख़्वाब
जो हक़ीक़त बनने की गुंजाइश रखे न रखे
लेकिन उनमें ऐसा ख़याल, ऐसी ताजगी, ऐसी ताक़त हो
जो ना सिर्फ़ मुजे बल्के
उसे देखने का होंस्ला रखने वाले हरेक शख्श को
एक नई उम्मीद, नई लेहर, नई उमंग से भर देl

मैं गाना चाहता हूँ
बिलकुल उस परिन्दे की तरह
जो आसमाँ की ऊँचाइयों को छूता हुवा
जीवन की जबरदस्त महफ़िलों का
अकेले ही लुफ्त उठाता रहता हैं
फिकर नहीं
उसे सुनने वाले क्या सोचे ना सोचेl

हे इश्वर, हे जग-रक्षक ,
मुजे ऐसे लिखने की सोच दे
ऐसे देखने की दृष्टि दे
ऐसे उड़ने की हिम्मत दे
ऐसे जीने का जझबा देl

- (kb/original/17-03-2018)

Sometimes

Sometimes, I don't know why, deep in my heart, a thought arrives, 
As if you have been created just for me,
You were wandering among the stars before we met,
You have been asked to visit the earth just for me.

Sometimes deep in my heart, a thought arrives, 
That these eyes and this body belong just to me,
This gracefully dense shade of hair is meant just for me,
These lips and these arms belong just to me.

Sometimes deep in my heart, a thought arrives, 
As if somewhere on the road, a marital bugle is blowing,
It is our first night and I am lifting your bridal cover,
You are in my arms, so shy and still smiling!!

Sometimes deep in my heart, a thought arrives, 
Will you love me the same for the rest of our lives?
Will you look at me with the same awe and wonder?
I know you are yet so “unfamiliar” but still, Oh yes still,
Sometimes deep in my heart, a thought arrives,
Sometimes deep in my heart, a thought arrives.

(Written originally in hindi by the great Sahir Ludhiyanvi saab in 1976.)
-(kb/translated/09-03-2018) 😊

The Sphere of Enlgihtenment

It is the sphere of Ultimate Knowledge about the Self, 

Where questions like "Who am I actually, Why have I come in this world" etc.
Are answered comprehensively and interestingly.
Once a being enters this sphere
Words like "I, my, mine, my body, my property" seem worthless,
The darkness of ignorance disappears suddenly,
The dawn of Self-realization occurs,
And he begins to feel that inner happiness
The one which stands at the pinnacle
The one which gives so much joy,
Incomparable to any other worldly pleasures,
The best one, the highest one amongst all,
Then the ultimate, undeniable Truth is felt,
It depends on a particular individual
As to what he does after that
Whether he lives according to this new Realization
Or goes back to his materialistic ways
His destiny is decided by the path he treads. 

- (kb/2-3-2018)

She

Oh God! What's happening to me👨 these days? 
Why can't I remove her👧 from my brains?
I've seen her just a few times,
She👸 lives nearby my old residence,🏡
Every night🌉 when I go to sleep,
She quietly moves into my dreams! 😇
Her name initials are same as mine,✍️
Tell me, O Lord, what's Thy wish?😎  -(kb/27-02-2018)