Do you have a minute?

I have eyes to see,

Feet to run,

Hands to carve my own sun,

And I see not the seen,

The do, not done,

Life isn’t fair to us all,

The Sun is harsh on some of our own,

What will happen if you a spare minute,

Stop, look around and be empathetic,

An act of kindness is a ripple they say,

Dominos fall and create a chain,

And traverses space, time and of all known gears,

Maybe your hand was their last despair,

A day known,

A memory sown,

And hope begins to grow,

A failed marriage, a jobless spirit,

Or maybe the one who had lost all his tidings,

Stretch a hand or that gorgeous smile,

Lend an ear or send a word,

Sometimes thats what all it takes,

Life isn’t easy for us all,

Hope we all could make it someday,

But Whatever happens always remember,

One for all,

All for one…..

इंसान

इंसान नही वो कायर है,

अहंकार से भरा हुआ,

बेइमानी में धसा हुआ,

झूठ की बुनियाद पे जिसका,

हो साम्राज्य टिका हुआ,

जात, बिरादरी या भगवान हूँ अल्लाह,

हो कारोबार जिसका सधा,

इंसान नही वो कायर है,

शर्मसार जिससे ये आयत है,

छीन कर गुड्डे गुड्डियाँ जिसने थमाईं,

असला, बारूद, भीख का कटोरा,

बंद दरवाज़ों में दफ़्न किए,

कई सपने बेपनाह,

इंसान नही वो कायर है,

देवी कह कर पूजता वोहि है,

लक्ष्मी भी तो वोहि है,

फिर क्यूँ नही सोचता है,

अबला भी तो एक प्राणी है,

जन्म भी जिसका नग्वारा है,

पल्लू ही जिसका आँगन है,

तेज़ाब ने भी उसका ना जाने क्या क्या बिगाड़ा है,

इंसान नही वो कायर है,

हवाओं का भी आज चिरहरण हुआ है,

भुखमरी, अकाल, विनाश का धुआँ है,

इंसान ही इंसान का दुश्मन बना है,

सीमाओं पे ही हर वक्त पहरा है,

हूँ मैं भी, शायद हो तुम भी,

हो ख़ौफ़ जहां, वहाँ होगा और क्या भी,

कोशिश आज चलो मिलके करें सभी,

बूँद बूँद कर सागर भरे ही तो भी,

ऊँच नीच, क्या तेरा मेरा,

हो सारा संसार अपना रैन बसेरा,

होगी शायद आज भी कहीं इंसानियत छुपी हुई,

होगी शायद आज भी कहीं करुणा छुपी हुई,

ख़ौफ़ को आज जीतने नही देंगे,

तुम भी हो, मैं भी हूँ, हम सब भी हैं,

आज बहादुर सभी,

इंसान का इंसान से प्यार,

हो मंत्र सबका यही….

Why make it so complex?

Why make it so complex,

The winds from the east,

The water from the north,

The migrant birds,

The distant clouds,

Rule of life it always has been,

Diversity is the only beauty evergreen,

No one choses the way they are,

No one selects the place to be born,

Fate they say decide your place,

Your Karma they say decides your place,

Isn’t life beautiful in all its ways,

Why make it so complex,

Caste, religion, creed or sex,

Black or white or coloured or trans,

Slow, fast, exceptional or sans,

Will it matter when you are underground,

I pray to the lord, my work, the seen,

Do I become strong or weak,

My hands give me the food to eat,

The house to build, the clothes to wear,

The mind clears the way,

The heart opens my door,

Isn’t life beautiful in all its ways,

I respect the face of kindness,

Of compassion and empathy,

I respect the differences,

They all make us unique,

My lord can be whoever I wish to be,

The mind, the holy or the unseen,

For I respect life,

This life and all the lives,

The purpose of a life would be achieved,

For the day would be the greatest,

Lives would be treated as living,

No semblance of caste, race, sex or religion,

The strong carry the weak,

The major guard the numbered,

No closet, No need to hide,

The lungs breathe the freshest of airs,

Concrete jungles painted green,

Winds flow over continents,

The rivers caress the golden plains,

The clouds mist over the living,

And we become what has always been,

Beings that nurture, protect and help to grow,

Why make it so complex,

Isn’t life beautiful in all its ways …..

Run

As the time slowly crept,

Days, nights, years,

Sometimes too fast,

And too mellow,

I ran from the things along,

Sometimes a herd of unknown,

Sometimes those known unknown,

Desires sometimes pulled me down,

Just normal human desires,

A craving for human touch,

An ear to listen,

A mouth to kiss,

I ran from places of joy,

Of merry and ploy,

And into abyss,

Or sometimes decay,

Of the body,

The soul,

When clouds would thunder,

Over my horizons,

I would sometimes wonder,

Maybe this is the apocalypse,

The night for the new beginning,

And pull over my blanket,

For I was scared,

Maybe I am scared,

And as I run,

To a place even I don’t see clear,

The storm brewing inside my chest,

The numb of my senses,

The ghosts of my past,

The devils of my present,

The Noah of my future,

Maybe this is the way it is supposed to be,

Face it,

Sprint away,

Maybe the confusion shall always remain,

Or maybe I’ll run again……

I am Afraid…..

What is fear?

Is it the sensation that always keeps you on your toes?

Or is it the shivers that runs down your spine every-time you experience the unexpected?

People say that fear has many effects on them. For some it acts as a catalyst, pushing them to their limits. For others it maybe be an inhibitor that chokes down their throats, making it hard to breathe.

I had once believed fear of the unknown is thrilling. The adrenaline rush, the rushlanes. Everything seemed so mystic, so divine that it felt as if its all part of a bigger plan. But things started to fall apart. My plan of becoming big at a younger age seemed a lost cause. And why did this happen? For starters it seemed easy. Accepting defeat at the hands of my greatest fear. It made me feel a little more relaxed than the days before. A little complacent, a little more aware of my surroundings. It felt as giving up on overcoming my fears is the practical choice as life is about moving on.

My fear was the fear of a failure because for the first time in my life, I got a real sense of what failure was like. Its like falling deep down an endless hole in the ground, like a piece of paper that drifts hopelessly in the wind without any purpose or worth. It started getting to my veins. Everything around me turned into a concoction of some serious malaise, something looking me every-time I ventured outside my zone of comfort or my room which had become my only partner in this journey. Its the time like these you realise that loneliness can both be a boon and a bane and that there would be times when you’ll want to be alone with just a few very important people, few very close, intimate people that may share the vision same as yours. Those people came to my life in the form of my loving family, my parents, brother, my two adorable pets and two of the most amazing people life gave me a gift of. This family, this little globe of mine soon turned into my cocoon which I could always be comfortable in because they had the audacity to care of anyone more than just themselves. They would listen to me break down everytime I would hit rock bottom, gave me the strength to stand again and face my fears. I had at one point of my life started to think that maybe this is my fate, that this is what I am supposed to do. But they made me believe otherwise. A bird has faith in its wings, they would say and make me take a leap of faith once again, everytime failure dragged me down and pinned me under.

This process, fighting your fear might look too complicated. It surely is difficult but maybe it isn’t such a conundrum as we might think it is. It isn’t about a timeframe or a test of anything thats physical. The body can do things only the mind can wonder. It isn’t a race either wherein you’ll be a winner only if you came at first. The world is replete with examples of people who dared to fail, who dared to think that maybe someday it would all be worth it, that maybe life is all about trying it until it gets done.

I have believed in the sanctity of dreams, the power of imagination and the will of the mind because these things are ingrained in a being right from the day one gets a heartbeat in a womb. Dreams are what makes us humans and trying to achieve them is the most humane thing to do until and unless it involves crushing down dreams or lives of others which in no religion or language or culture of the world is acceptable.

Fear is a part of the human psychosis and would be there for eternity. For fear is what makes a man do things that once he wouldn’t have ever imagined. Fear is necessary as the sudden rush of adrenaline gives you the horsepower to steam full ahead and barge on the doors of success until it finally breaks and lets you in.

So as I part with a little something that’s been going on with me for sometime now, I just want to tell you it’s okay to be feared. I am too.

You are stronger than what you think you are.

FULL STEAM AHEAD…..!!!!!!!!

Night

As the night slowly descends,

The ghosts of the past,

The mistakes, the lost and the smothered,

The boy scared to his deepest bones,

Prepares himself for them,

Those that have chased him for eternity,

Hopelessness, despair and plight,

Everynight they come,

Sometimes shrivels him in his sleep,

Sometimes drop him to the trenches deep,

The boy scared and lonely,

Closes his eyes and tell himself each day,

This all would be worth someday,

For the night is not eternal,

For the plight is not eternal…..

The Steps…

What’s the biggest sin?
She had asked him one day when he cleaned the steps to the Sanctuary.
To see the sun and not see its shine.
To see the flower and not see its roots.
To see the skin and not see its heart.
Am I a sinner. She had asked.
“We all are My Child.” He had said.
But I don’t want to be a sinner. She had remorsed.
“Don’t you worry My Child.” The Preacher smiled.
We have many more steps to go….
CB89317D-E15D-4D17-A23A-093514E116DB