Sunday, August 25, 2013

One sided


Holding my heart 
passively passionate
ready to string yours
with mine...
But please let me
know if it's one sided
I would be a lone pair
Rather being the ''Sweet Pairs''

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Celebrating The Bond Of Love- Raksha Bandhan

आज रक्षा-बंधन के त्यौहार के उपलक्ष पर हम दोनों (सिमरन और हेमा) यह सयुंक्त पोस्ट सभी भाई-बहनों को समर्पित करते हैं.  जैसा की सभी जानते है कि इस त्यौहार में बहन का अपने भाई की कलाई पर राखी या पवित्र धागा (डोरी) बंधना शामिल है.  यह त्यौहार बहन के प्यार और उसके भाई की भलाई के लिए बहन की प्राथना और भाई का अपनी बहन को बदले में दिए गए उसकी रक्षा करने का उसकी आजीवन रक्षा करने का व्रत का प्रतिक है. बहन भाई को तिलक लगा कर उसकी आरती कर भाई की लम्बी उम्र और उसकी उन्नति की कामना करती है. भाई-बहन परंपरागत एक दुसरे को उपहार देते है और एक दुसरे को खूब मिठाइयाँ खिलाते है. छोटे भाई बड़ी बहनों के और छोटी बहन बड़े भाइयों के पैर छू कर आशीर्वाद लेते है. भाई-बहन एक दुसरे के लिए मंगल कामनाएं करते है.


Today, on the day of Raksha Bandhan (An Indian festival which celebrate the relationship between brothers and sisters) we (Simran and Hema) dedicated this combined post to all Brothers and Sisters. As we all know that this festival involves the tying of a rakhi (sacred/holy thread) by a sister on her brother's wrist. This symbolizes the sister's love and prayers for her brother's well-being and the brother's lifelong vow to protect her. By putting Tilak on brother's forehead and doing Aarti to him sisters prayer for his long life prayers and wishes of his progress. The brother and sister traditionally offer presents to each other and feed lots of sweets to one another. Little Brother/Sisters take blessings from their Big Sisters/Brothers by touching their foot. Brothers and Sisters wishes for prosperity and well being of each other.

इस पर्व पर हमने एक-एक कविता लिखी है...
  
We have written 1-1 Poem each on this festival....

पहली  कविता---एक छोटी बहन (सिमरन) द्वारा अपने बड़े भैया के लिए लिखी गयी कविता

The first poem---a younger sister (Simran) poem written for her Big Brother.



"मेरा  भैया मुझे सबसे प्यारा है. मुझे किसी चीज की फिक्र नहीं होती जब भैया मेरे पास होता है. हमारे बीच और भाई बहनों की तरह लड़ाई नहीं होती और अगर होती है तो प्यार की लड़ाई."

"My Big Brother is my world best brother. There is nothing to worry about anything if he is with me...he take care of me.. There are no fight between us like otherbrothers and sisters and if there is one then that one would be little love fight."



RAKSHA BANDHAN
My giggles and your face with a charm,
Whenever you hold me in your protective arms,
Secretly I become calm...
My little eyes searching for you !!
Bhaiya...Bhaiya ..
Where are you?
My Incomplete sleep without your lullaby,
I still remember those moments ..
When my eyes were filled with tears whenever you said ''BYE'' !
My happiness expanded your smile,
When you hold my little hand ;
And I was taking step on those slippery tiles,
But your hand in my hand assured me that nothing could go wrong;
 even for a while!
My sad face on failure and your hand on my back encouraged me so wide,
That you inspired and taught me to walk on miles,
In this journey of covering miles,
You promised to protect me and do not leave aside,
I embraced you with a thread of love and wishes besides,
I have got God's angel as you my brother,
You're my valley,
You're my harbor,
You're my path,
You're my lane,
You're my angel,
You're my Brother  


दूसरी  कविता---एक सबसे बड़ी बहन (हेमा) द्वारा अपने दोनों छोटे भाइयों के लिए लिखी गयी कविता

The second poem---an eldest sister (Hema) poem written for her two younger brothers


"मैं हम तीन भाई-बहन में सबसे बड़ी हूँ. हम तीनो में उम्र का ज्यादा अंतर नहीं है. एक भाई मुझसे 1 साल छोटा है तो दूसरा 3 साल. लगभग हमउम्र होने के कारण अक्षर हम लड़ते-झगड़ते रहते है पर इसका मतलब यह नहीं की हमारे बीच प्यार नहीं....बस हम एक-दुसरे को अपना प्यार जाहिर नहीं करते. पर जानतें है कि हम एक-दुसरे के बिना नहीं रह सकते. मन ही मन एक-दुसरे को प्यार करते हैं....बस यही कुछ मैंने अपनी कविता में कहने की कोशिश की है....."

"I am the Eldest Sister among three of us. The three of us is not much difference in age. I have two brothers--one brother 1 year younger and the other is 3 years younger than me. Because of almost similar age we fight a lot- but it doesn't mean that there no love between us .... we just do not show our love for each other. But we know that one can not live without other. We kept our love for each other in our heart..... that's something I have tried to say in this poem....."

                                 
लड़ते झगड़ते युहिं एक साथ रहते हो गए हम बड़े
कभी सहमत तो कभी किसी बात पे एक साथ अड़े
माना है दो फूल अलग अलग रंग के एक ही डाली के
पर फिर जुड़े है कहीं क्यूंकि सींचती है हमें एक जड़े

गुली डंडा खेल में कभी मैं जीती तो रोये
कभी केरम में तुम जीत कर खूब खुश होए

बेफिक्र थी वो उम्र दोनों की हमने कितने मौसम साथ बिताये
बारिश में कागज़ की कश्ती तैराई तो कभी तेज़ धुप में दिन बिताये

माँ की मार और पिता की चपत पर सहमे एक दूजे को एक-टुक निहार घूरा
तो कभी दुसरे पे लगती हलकी सी डांट से खुश हो कर मुह बना बनाकर छेड़ा

एक-दूजे को अजीबो-गरीब नामो का दिया पिटारा
कभी दुसरे के गिरने पर दिया उसे सप्रेम सहारा

इस दुश्मनी और प्यार के रिश्ते को और मज़बूत किया एक पर्व ने
इस रिश्ते की गहराई समझी जब हमने तो हमको भाव-विभोर किया गर्व ने

अभी और हैं मंजिले पानी अभी और है समझना सही से हमें एक दूजे को
अभी तक साथ रहकर लड़ते रहे अभी जुदा हो के भी प्यार करना है एक दूजे को

मानती हूँ तंग हो परेशान भी होते हो तुम मुझसे और मेरी बेकार की मनमानियों से
पर अब कुछ साल ही है बाकी चली जाउंगी जल्द ही इस घर और इन गलियों से

उम्मीद है यह प्यार और बढेगा अब फिर से न होंगी कोई बड़ी लड़ाई
जब भी आया करुँगी राखी के पावन पर्व पर नहीं लगूंगी तुमको पराई

दुनिया वाले क्या जाने इस लड़ाई-झगड़ो की प्यारी दुश्मनी में है कितना प्यार छिपा
तुम्हारे हाथो पे बंधी यह डोरी के हर धागे के संग है कितने सालों का प्यार लिपा

यह रक्षा-बंधन का पावन पर्व युही आता रहे
हर डोर से हमारे प्यार को गहरा करता रहे
~'~hn~'~

(रक्षा-बंधन के पावन-पर्व पर सभी भाई-बहनों को हमारी तरफ से रक्षा-बंधन की बहुत बहुत शुभकामनाएं )

Sunday, August 18, 2013

... my childhood your childhood

This poem is a special dedication to one of my dearest friend, Vinay (Leo) to whom with affection I call as 'Dearo'
Happy Birthday to you, Dearo! May all your wishes come true and smile holds your lips tightly :-) 
Here's a dedication from Baby Sims!
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A reminiscing scent of memories
today I commemorate past stories
the best half clandestine sequence
they're sweet and full of innocence
... my childhood your childhood

when impish acts were considered 
adorable and amusingly wondered 
everyone around with affection
today the same people count perfection
... my childhood your childhood

do you remember those days?
when our carelessness was considered a little mistake 
and a single word 'sorry' was enough to forgive and elate
it seems by the time those forgiving hearts have compress 
for, they find every possible reason and flaw to suppress 
...my childhood your childhood

Are those days lost somewhere 
to an unknown place unaware ?
Do you have any idea about
where can it be found, rout?
... my childhood your childhood

No need encompass seek 
just have an inner peek
it still resides there in me and so in you
you yourself hide it among the crew
...my childhood your childhood

Everything around has changed 
right from people to their age
Transformation, nature's rule
perkiness of yours and mine can't be pule
...my childhood your childhood 

We have an impulse to dissolve
readily a walk in caprice cove
life at present becomes of past
a blind race for the future that won't last as
...my childhood your childhood

Thursday, August 15, 2013

...but the espy harsh reality

Written for Know Your Star

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A fetus in mother's womb
innocent and tender
the outer world is unknown to me
I rather expect them to be blithe
lighthearted to do my welcome
but the espy harsh reality
as soon as I was known to the outer world
It seemed their kind hearts turned into stones
shrouded with coarse and ungenerous  
They tried their best to abort my approach 
but luckily it was too late by then, I was in!
There was no elation or ecstasy
An ultimate sign of their refusal, my own family  
Am I a curse because I am a girl?

I was told, time flies
but their disdain and spurious attachment 
just to show others, never changed
I was treated unequal in every little thing
not allowed to speak against or for 
not to argue or commend
no values to my words, feelings and even my presence
I never failed them or asked about their intentions
Did whatever they asked me for
 I believed my acquaintances were my only God
as I was growing up I started to seek  for what and why
but the espy harsh reality
I wasn't answered but punished brutally
My mind got perplexed, why there is so much difference?
why am opposed at each step?
Just because I am a girl

Am I a curse?

Gradually I found the entire society in its grip
'Its' superstition notions and feeble minded people
with respect to their belief completely illogical 
   I felt a voice within roared for the justice and lost respect
Why we are deceived every now and then??
we possess an equal part and equal rights in the society 
even the laws of our country speaks of the same
but the espy harsh reality
At every corner we are ridiculed by others for no reason 
just because I am a girl, I belong to feminism 
deprived of education, nutrition, development,rights
reason, I am a girl!
  I can not do a job I am willing for
boundless restrictions on what to do and what not to do
where to go and where not to
what to speak and what not to 
even when to live and when to die
Just because I am a girl
Am I a curse?

Insecurity, aversion,exigency,scrape
are the part of women's everyday life
I fear to walk alone in the streets
I hesitate when a man gaze at me
I get agitate when a strange man comes to help me out
I suspect his wrong intentions even if they are good
what has made me think like that??
whether its a baby, woman or a girl 
is being raped, their faces are burned with cruelty
for raising their voice to the wrong happened with them
In spite of blaming to the wrong the entire society
supports and favor to wrong
''but the espy harsh reality'' 
I won't say it anymore!!
there is always a limitation for everything
people who commits wrong are ultimately wrong 
but people supporting to wrong are more culpable 
You and I have woken up and now its time for alarming others
we need to stand out of the box, cross the limitations marked
inbuilt our own place but it would be only possible 
when we all together strive for it!
let's get in action 
let's prove to the world
 I am a girl
And I am not a curse!!

Thursday, August 08, 2013

The mainspring of my inner me


The mainspring of my inner me
resides in downpour pristine
ameliorate my decent
when I stuck myself into vacant 

there is an unknown relation
a mysterious one between me and you
that is above all and can't be ever supersede 
I perceive your touch and you listen to my heart

An embrace of attachment and those memories
I mesmerize those moments you blessed me with
He and I drenching in shimmering rain
lost in the magic of love 

he dragged me towards the tub to perch along with him 
and we, like innocent kids playing with chilled rain drops
 love making paper boats, I said
what about this little love boat I made for you..? He asked

I blushed and mumbled ''Love you my conqueror'' 
holding me close he said ''Me too''
together we, life no less than a paradise 
priceless, angelic, resplendent our Love

Dear rain, you had been with me throughout
still you are when he isn't with me anymore
and I spiritually believe you'll be there always
you have seen me in joy, decent, dismay

but for the first time in pain threshing deep within
No one could console me better than you 
there is an unknown relation that has now become so special
inexpressible through words yet a feeling to be felt 

Dear Rain, 
The mainspring of my inner me
resides in downpour pristine
ameliorate my decent
when I stuck myself into vacant 

Theme suggestion by my two loving sisters Hema di and Vidhya di.
 Thank you so much for such wonderful suggestions. I intertwined both the themes and that helped me to come up with something new. Hope you like it...finger crossed  :)

Wednesday, August 07, 2013

Dreams


To be an inspiration for someone, 
the feeling is so special and satisfying.
 I am happy to share the very first poem 'Dreams' written by one of my dear friend and a classmate of mine, Saumya.I'll keep sharing her poems here so as to encourage her and make her confident about her writings. I hope you all would enjoy reading the two little poets all together :-)


For some people
it may come and go 
But for some
Its like the supernova
which becomes brighter and brighter
For them,
Day and Night comes and go.
But the mightiest beauty which can't be ever compromised...
ARE DREAMS,THEIR DREAMS.

All the other things supersede and are speculated by them
but the beauty,which can't be ever compromised
of their life...
ARE DREAMS ,THEIR DREAMS.

The willingness,The confidence,
Their intellect,
all seems to b mad,
To achieve,To grab,
the loveliest thing.
the beauty which can't be ever compromised..
ARE DREAMS, THEIR DREAMS.

Many of the capricious situations
Comes and go,
But the madness of achieving the goal
should not be decreased,
It should be on the top,
that i can beat anything
to achieve,
THE DREAMS,MY DREAMS...


To Saumya,
Congratulations for writing your first poetry, the most special :)
Writing is such a relation once you made you'd find it as a reason for you to live. The best companion ever and most importantly it belongs to you! There are many more to come and I believe there would be the wonders one each time.
Wish you all the best for your poetic journey.

-Simran

Monday, August 05, 2013

Make A Wish



This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 40; the fortieth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The theme for the month is "MAKE A WISH"


With this melting candle wax she discovered her life smelting into cessation which was of iniquity since when he came into her life. His deceitful love which had a day life and it died! She's true and fragile from heart yet an oath she takes 'Tit for Tat' a wish 'Almighty please don't lemme break'

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Sunday, August 04, 2013

'' The Bond of Amity- My Friendship''


My life sailing to my dream destiny
so far with capricious rugged ways
Probably the way might be gloomy
and I'd confound to take my next step

But I worry in the least 
because you're there for me, friend

In life, people would come and go 
same in mine and yours
the day would come when I'll be all alone
there would be thousands of success and failure stories
no one would be there to listen me 

But I worry in the least 
because you're there for me, friend

I don't know how it all began
Friendship, a magical saga
for me a wonderful treasure I've been blessed with
Friend a true angel before thousands of evils

But I worry in the least 
because you're there for me, friend

I would stop speaking to you
you'd come and make stupid faces to make me smile
I would be in deep silence, discouraged
you'd always give me reasons to stand up and try again
I would try to hide my pain and worries with my fake smile
but you'd say, Am I not your best friend??
finally breaking my silence in tears and smile (this time true one)I 'd say

I worry in the least 
because you're there for me, friend

Moments of pamper..
''You Are My World''
''You Are Special to me even more than myself''
Happy Friendship Day to all my dear Friends.... I feel blessed to have you in my life :-)
Please share your few lines for 

Saturday, August 03, 2013

An Analogy Between Me and You


Despite of the differences 
there is an analogy between me and you
that divulge our association
you took birth as a bud and I as a baby
sunshine and water are your elementary obsessions 
for me love and care of my mom and dad
as you bloomed spreading charm
the divine fragrance your ultimate presence
many of the fascinated sights came to you
acknowledged and admired your grace elegance
as I grew up, charged with extreme undying vigor and endurance
ready to catch up with my dreams and destiny
damn adventurous and exciting, I played and won
we all are ruled by the nature even the nature itself!
you bloomed your beauty in the morning bearing fresh and shine dew 
there is no one  in the world who won't fall for you
but by the evening and sunset you wilted and finally got withered
Dear flowers, I can listen your words you said before your fall
 'Poignant eternity
I'm falling 
In lap of ground 
To meet lavish green growth
With soft cool dew 
To withdraw oneself 
Into this vast eternity
Once again.'
no more sights to appreciate you, no more words to august you 
By the rule of the mightiest king; Time
I've lost my youth and drown into an age of wrinkles
my beauty and youth have cessation 
  no one here to love or care
left in anguish and deep solitude
no one to talk to me or think of me, A mere burden my life 
with no more reasons and desires
I am waiting for my eternal downfall as you had been blessed with
my last few breaths in hope 


Theme suggestion by Annamptla Nikitha

Dear Annamptla,
Thanks a lot for the theme suggestion. This poem is dedicated to you. Hope you like it :-)


Thursday, August 01, 2013

Seclusion


A keen bird in me fly high in skies
open and transparent to the world it was
for I believed it should be so!
my own presumptions
maybe someone could relate to me
But...
I have had been amiss each time
They listen to me and makes me feel 
they are concerned and can relate to me
my worries, complications and dillema
Even they console but at the end of the day
Am broken and hurt from within deeply
when I see I'm being mocked and taunt
Am being under estimated 
because I shared the inner me suffering
I've always found and have realized
''There is no one honest to you except your own self''
&
''There is no one better than you who could understand you''
Since then the free bird residing within me
accepted the way belongs to seclusion
Though the solitude confines my feelings
 but aren't they good to escape
 from fake assurance and concern
I break the silence in sole 
my heart feels secure
thoughts remain unwritten 
words unread and a voice unheard by others 
because I don't want them to do so!
Now, there is a contentment within
for I believe
''God has intended my problems to be solved my self'' 

Theme suggested by Ph_ (to visit her blog click on the link given)

To Ph_ ,
Thank you so much for suggesting me such a wonderful theme to compose my strings of emotions and thoughts . I hope my work stands up to expectations :-)