Life quote...

Fueled by determination,
Driven by passion,
Geared by optimism,
Accelerating towards excellence...
Euphoria would be an understatement




Had made this quote a few years back... chanced on it again today... so sharing

And then I died...

It happened so suddenly

In the shortest of an instance

The piercing pain ran through my body

Everything faded out at once

Even through the din around there

I could hear you calling out to me

Are you really around me now

Or is it a part of my fantasy

I held on for that one moment

Through every second of pain

Just waiting for you to come

Waiting to hear your voice again

My mouth was open as I tried

To tell you all that I wanted

Of the love felt all this time

Fears of separation which haunted

But as the tears flowed freely

While my voice completely choked

I struggled to tell you everything

All the passions you had evoked 

Cuddled up in between your arms...

My last smile I just smiled

Holding you for that one final time

I smiled and then I ... died....

Ok... first thing... all is normal... 

this poem is more of the things I had felt thought while reading about soldiers and all, their last moments, while they feel that its the end and miss their beloved. Somehow tried to capture the last moments.

 

I can maybe add Shrikanth poem of the homecoming soldier as a reference for here. Some stories, as they say, are not meant to go all the way.

your views on it are welcome :-)

 

Disclaimer - In no way do I wish to even remotely demean the brave soldiers who fight for us in hostile conditions. My best wishes with them always for a long and peaceful life.

Cake quote :-)

A good cake
Is the sign that God loves us 
And wants us to eat and be happy


This quote came over with sms chat with PV.
Then Mini somehow on the same day messaged me saying she is having a cake. 
This quote was also inspired by Priyanka's blogpost - Ultimate Pet Pooja


So, I guess the Universe is conspiring and telling me to go eat a nice cake. 


Sizzling Brownie, hot chocolate and generous scoop of Vanilla ice-cream. Pure pleasure and super delicious awesome delight :-)

Kids or Adults - Quote

Hey,
We are all kids, who walk and talk like adults due to the age factor :-)


this quote came up when I was chatting with Srini who was recently given a Versatile blogger awards :-D


Good going buddy. Keep up to good work :-)

Another quote/saying...Heroes

While chatting with a friend trying to cheer her up a bit, I guess I made up this one

Sometimes we are so busy counting our misfortunes and bad lucks,
That we forget to count our blessings, good lucks, good deeds and our everyday fights, which make us and all others around us - Heroes


well, I am not sure whether I had heard it somewhere earlier and dear Google didn't turn up anything similar :-)

ओल्या आठवणी ...

ओल्या आठवणी


A hunt for a suitable source which might have inspired me to write this poem is still on :-)


खिड़की उघडून उभा राहिलो मी
त्या वार्‍याचे स्वागत करायला
तो ही खुशीत आला धावून जोरात
मित्रासारखा मिठी मारायला

वाटले परत तोच वारा वाहत आहे
वेगात आणि आपल्याच  धुंदीत
मॅन प्रसन्न करत जातो
आठवणींचे गाड जाळे उडवित

पाऊस ही आला मागोमाघ पळत
त्याने ही साथ दिली वार्‍याला
दोन थेंब दिले त्याने हळूच
आठवणीनवरची धूळ पुसायला

वारा पाऊस वाहीले एक संगे
मी ही वाहिलो त्यांच्या संगे
सुगंधी फूलणार्या त्या आठवणीत
शोधतो मी तुला ग सखे

ओलेचिंब भिजून गेलेल्या ह्या अंगी
उब होती तुला जवळ घेण्याची
थरथर अंग कापत होते थंडीने 
पण ओढ होती ह्या मनी प्रीतीची 

एक ती आपली छोटीशी कहाणी अजूनही
मनात घर करून आहे बसलेली
पहिल्या पावसात आपली ती भेट
आणि आपुलकीची घट्ट मिठी मारलेली

हा पाऊस आणि भीजलेली तू पाहून
आज त्या आठवणी आल्या परत
एक झालो ज्यात आपण पहिल्यांदा 
तो रोमांच पुन्हा एकदा जाणवला नकळत...






Well... the transliterations have not been to well received... as someone said... doesn't make sense :-)
and you know the lazy me... so call me up if you need a translation :P
or maybe if you are also feeling lazy to call up... use Google translate... and yeah... do send me the results :-)

time for another quote :-)

Don't judge people by the narrowness of your own mind...


This quote came up after quite a few talks with friends and acquaintances... especially when they seek or share an opinion on someone. The labels and accusations flow a lot more freely than adoration.


We don't know their journey nor their ideas, so best is not to comment about it unless really required :-)

एक फ़ोन कॉल... Ek phone call...

One more poem for you all to enjoy and reflect upon...

For the origin of this poem, When I did think about it nothing came up... the suddenly remembered these lines I had read on the internet... so searched it out and found it... 

Sandeep Salvi – I hope I got the spelling right – wrote

चुकून का होईना 

तू माझी आठवण काढशील 

आठवण काढण्याइतकी 

तरी तू नक्कीच फोन करशील  

I guess these four lines somehow did serve as an inspiration for the poem I wrote below.

एक फ़ोन कॉल... 

आठवण आली का कधी माझी
एक्दातरी तुला या इतक्या दिवसात
पाहिलास का कधी तू तुझा फ़ोन
चाहूल तरी लागली का मनात

साधा मिस्ड कॉल पण नाही आला
या कृत्याने कमी झाला का विश्वास
एक एसेमेस ही नाही त्या इनबॉक्स मध्ये
यावर गुदमरला का कधी श्वास

नंबर तोंडपाठ आजपण असूनही
तो आपण फिरवून पाहत का नाही
काळात हरवलेले ते नाते आपण
जुळवण्याचा प्रयत्न ही करत नाही

कधी आरामात तासन तास बोलायचो
आता एक क्षण पण नाही बोलू शकत
हातात फ़ोन आणि मनात इच्छा असली तरी
कॉल करायचे बटणच नाही दाब्वत

दिसेल का कधी ते नाव परत
कॉलिंग या एका लहान शब्दासंगे
परत फुलतील का त्या जुन्या गोष्टी
ज्याने आपले सर्वस्व खुलून रंगे...

and now following it up with the transliteration :-)

Athavan aali ka kadhi mazhi

Ekdatari tula ya itkya divasat

Pahilas ka kadhi tu tujha phone 

Chahul tari lagli ka mannat

Saadha missed call pan nahi aala

Ya krutyane kami zhala ka vishwas

Ek sms hi nahi tya inbox madhe

yawar gudmarla ka kadhi sawas

Number Tondpaath aajpan asunhi

Toh apan firvun pahat ka nahi

Kalat haravlele te naate apan

Julwanyacha prayatna hi karat nahi

Kadhi aramat tasan taas bolayacho

Ata ek shan pan nahi bolu shakat

Haath phone and mannat icha asli tari

Call karayche buttonch nahi dabvat

Disel ka kadhi te naav parat

Calling ya eka lahan shabda sange

Parat fultil ka tya junya goshti

Jyane aple sarvasva khulun range...

मी म्हणालो सहज तिला...

This poem has a very different origin... PV asked me how do you make poems... I replied give me two words and I will make one as we talk... The first two paragraphs were constructed as we talked on the phone... some days later I remembered this poem an added a few lines more :-)

मी म्हणालो सहज तिला

मजसंगे सखे हसशील का?

खुदकन हसून ती बोलली

तू असाच मला हसवशील का?

माझं मलाच कळले नाही

उत्तर काय देऊ या प्रश्नाला

अन मग मीही तिला बघून हसलो

त्या हास्याची मजा काय सांगू कोणाला?

हसलो दोघे एकमेकांना बघून

आणि परत मनापासून हसायला लागलो

डोळयांनिही मग भान सोडले

आणि आपल्याच हास्यात भिजू लागलो

मी विचारलं - इतकं अस काय बोललो आपण?

ज्यावर ख़ुशी इतकी भरून आली

काय जादू होती की काय त्या शब्दात

की दोल्यांचिही सहज नदी झाली 

वेडा म्हणू तुला की अरसिक रे?

ती अजुनच हसली आणि म्हणाली-

इतकी सरळ सरळ साधी गोष्ट आहे

शब्दांच्या पलिकडे ही बोली गेली...

I will provide the transliteration soon :-)

Made a quote...

Sorrowful are those who know what is love since they are bound by a definition... Blessed are us who just feel and enjoy its presence


This quote came as an inspiration after chatting with one of my best pals, Ashu :-)

You can find more about this rocking lady here - Ashwini's Blog

I too had a Love Story

This is one of the few times I know the source of inspiration for my poem... and surprisingly its not just one but two sources...

One is from the book 'I too had a love story...' You can find it here - Ravinder Singh's - I too had a Love Story

The second source is from Srini's blog post --- Story of a tear drop

Dont ask how this poem originated from the two or what made me do it... that is for you to find out :-)

Read and enjoy...

Did you ever love someone

Truly from your heart's core

And still love didn't get the wings

In pain your heart did roar

I too had a love story once

Of bright day and starry night

Colored in lovely hues of passion

Life seemed like a pleasant sight

Where tear-drops if they came

Were treasured as gems precious

Smiles were always welcome

Indeed they were the most luscious

And yet we drifted apart

A reason no one can say

After a long time our paths met

Brought feelings words don't convey

I looked at her and smiled

She too smiled back at me

And even if smiles played on the lips

A sadness you could still see

Maybe this is not what it is

It's just not meant to be 

A separate me and a different you

It just didn't add up to We.

When I first wrote this poem... I had no idea of the sources... but with multiple requests always for the sources... I tried to come up with some :-)

Of taking a bull by its tail....

I wanted to write something different and crazy... maybe even illogical... or as my friends use the term... illogical logic :-)

Someday I am going to try and take it to an end :-)

Well here goes...

This story involves a powerful, mythological, legendary bull who goes by the name... well some name... this is the preliminary draft start... will come up with something shortly... on with the story...

 Once upon a time in Mumbai... ohh wait Mumbai didnt exist then... ahhh you got to love mythology...

 Once upon a time in a far away land... where chickens crossed the roads without having their motives questioned -  only to be run over by other speeding animals - there lived a bull. He was no ordinary bull... on the contrary... to borrow from Po, the Kung-fu Panda - He was so deadly, in fact, that his enemies would go blind from over-exposure to pure awesomeness!!! 

 So now that we have established him as the greatest thing since sliced bread - or before Rajnikant if you prefer it that way - lets get on with the story.

 The legendary bull was taking his legendary walk through the park...strutting his stuff at all the cows... well, he is a bull so he is horny... presume an Arnold schwarzenegger physique with the drop dead gorgeous looks of the Twilight vampire... cha ching

wait for some time as I run for cover to protect myself against this charging bull... wild bull in wild imagination... help... 

<creepy silence sequence... now slowly starting of the noise of keyboard keys being hit to form a story>

The bull is very proud of his tail... He swishes it around like a magic wand... Also he uses it as an effective weapon against the deadly armies of flies and mosquitoes... He also takes pride in his precision to really dish it out to those fly by the night armies. This ability of his makes him really popular with the crowd all around.

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For now, this is the end of the story... will write the follow soon...

भिजलेले क्षण ...

भिजलेले क्षण ... this poem was written quite sometime back.. around a year ago I guess... rediscovered it today... so sharing here...

This poem is about those wonderful memories and times which have been hiding somewhere in our heads and are etched somewhere in our hearts :-) 

Enjoy

रात्र  घेऊन  आली  इथे,
आठवण  सोबत  तुझी,

मनात  उजड़  येतो  हळूच,
उघडते  स्वप्नांची  नगरी... 

बेभान  होऊनी  वारा,

पळतो  आपल्याच  मस्तीत, 
फुले  पाने  ही  डोलतात, 

स्वतःच्या  वेगळ्या  धुंदीत...

लक्ख  प्रकाश  जरी  असला,

निळ्या  भोर  आकाश  वरती,

पाऊस  येणार  लवकरच,

हूर  हूर  देत  आहे  कुणीतरी....

एकदम  पाऊस  आला  जोरात,
सर्व  भिजू  लागले,

नकळत  माझच  मला,
सग्लं  भरून  ही  आले...

ओलेचिंब  भिजलेले  क्षण,

डोळ्या  समोर  परत  येतात,
फारच  सुंदर  असूनही  ते,
अश्रू  बनून  वाहतात...

and yes... here is the transliteration :-)

Ratra gheun aali ithe,
athvan sobat tujhi,
mannat ujed yeto haluch,
ughadte swapnanchi nagari...

bebhan houni wara,
palto aplyach mastit,
phule panay hi doltat
swatacha veglya dhundhit...

lakha praskash jari asla,
nilay bhor aakasha varti,
paus yenar lavkarch,
Hur hur dete ahe kunitari...

ekdum paus ala zorat,
sarva bhiju lagle,
nakalat mazha malach,
sagle bharun hi ale...

olechimb bhizlele shan,
dolya samor parat yetat,
farch sundar asunhi te,
ashru banun wahatat...


And yes to all my friends and well wishers... thanks for the support and understanding. And also for not repeating the questions :-)

फक्त एकदा बघितले मी तुला ... another poem :-)

फक्त एकदा बघितले मी तुला
आणि तु लगेच या मनात  बसलीस

तोः एकाच क्षण पुरे होता 

जेव्हा तु मला पहिल्यांदा दिसलीस 

फक्त एकदा बघितले मी तुला

तुझे  ते  हसू  नाजूक  अन  गोड 

त्या  ओठांची  जादू  एक  निराळी 

मला  लावून  गेलीस  एक  नवीन  ओड 

फक्त एकदा बघितले मी तुला

आणि  त्या  झ्हुक्लेल्या  नाझारेतून 

तुझे  सुंदर  डोळे  बोलले  मला 

दुरावा कसा आणि का सहन केला अजून 

फक्त एकदा बघितले मी तुला

तू  बसली  होतीस  ठेवून  हातावर हात 

कसला  बारा  तु  इतका  विचार  करतेस 

मला  ही यायचे  आहे  तुझा  त्या  जगात 

फक्त  एकदा  बघितले  मी  तुला 

आणि  त्या  क्षणी  आपले डोळे  मिळाले 

डोळेच  मग  काय  ते  बोलू लागले 

दोघांचेही  हसू  एकदम  फुलून  आले 

फक्त  एकदा  बघितले  मी  तुला 

वाटले हे क्षण कधी  ना संपवावे 

एका  नवीन  कहाणीची  सुरवात  करून 

तुझाच  बरोबर आयुष्य रंगवावे...

This poem is a take on the Love on the first site kind of story... tried putting in a happily ever after scenario at the end of this poem :-)

Currently no woman has served as an inspiration for this poem... so once again its completely based on the imagination.... I wrote two last paragraphs for this poem... the second one is 

फक्त एकदा बघितले मी तुला

वाटले  हा  क्षण  कधी  ना  संपवा 

एका  नवीन  कहाणीची  सुरवात  करून 

तुझाच  बरोबर  हा  परत  जगवा ...

While this was the original ending, I some how found the ending given in the poem better... so changed it... However this ending seems cool too... so thought should share it :-)

Also sharing the English worded version, if you have a problem understanding the Devanagari Script

Fakta ekda baghitle me tula

Ani tu lagech ya mannat baslis

Toh ekach kshan puure hota

Jeevhav tu mala pahilyanda dislis

Fakta ekda baghitle me tula

Tujhe te hasu najuk an god

Tya othanchi jaadu ek nirali

Mala lavun gelis ek navin ood

Fakta ekda baghitle me tula

Ani tya zhuklelya nazaretun

Tujhe sundar dole bolale mala

Durava kasa ani ka sahan kela ajun

Fakta ekda baghitle me tula

Tu basli hotis thevun hatawar haat

Kasla bara tu itka vichar kartes

Mala hi yayache ahe tujha tya jagat

Fakta ekda baghitle me tula

Ani tya kshani applay dole milale

Dolech mag kay te bolu lagle

Doghanchehi hasu ekdum fulun aale

Fakta ekda baghitle me tula

Watle he kshan kadhi na sampvave

Eka navin kahanichi surwat karun

Tujhach barobar aayukshya rangvave

The alternate ending ...

Fakta ekda baghitle me tula

Watle ha kshan kadhi na sampava

Eka navin kahanichi surwat karun

Tujhach barobar ha parat jagava...

Have a good time reading it... and if not already found ... may you find your special one :-)

WTF - garv hai

In my personal bid to make the lovely and widely used 'WTF' accepted in organization talks, here are some of the extensions I came up with ---

WTF --- Well, That's Fantastic

WTF --- Wow, That's fabulous

WTF --- Whoa, That's Fantabulous

WTF --- Well, That's Funny

So all my dear friends, it is my humble and heartfelt request to you, share this treasure with the world and give 'WTF' the place it deserves in our official vocabulary...

Jor se aur garv se bolo --- WTF

P.S. - Your inputs are also most welcome... highly alluring, market capturing and organizational usage motivating extensions will also be featured here soon :)

समुद्रावर आज फिरताना... once more...

A different version of the poem.., actually this is the one I made originally and समुद्रावर आज फिरताना... was made later... changing a few lines...

The basic premises of the poem stays the same... the guy missing his lady love...

समुद्रावर आज फिरताना

रम्य अश्या वातावरणात

 मनाने परत झेप घेतली

त्या विसरलेल्या क्षणात

समुद्रावरची ती वाळू

आजही तितकीच मऊ आहे

तुझ्या केसांवर्ती माझा हात

फिरवण्याची जाणीव त्यात आहे

किनार्यावरती येऊन बसत असती

तरी त्या लटानची ख्याती तीच

तु जशी अलगद पणे येऊन

जवळ बसायाचिस अगदी तशीच

त्या पाण्याच्या लटातून

तोच खोडकरपणा आदळत आहे

जसे काही तुझेच हसू

त्यानी समाउन घेतले आहे

तो मावळता सूर्य हळूच 

स्वतः बरोबर अंधार आणतो

संपली एक ती कहाणी आता

हेच का बरे तो सांगतो...

The English alphabet version of this poem

Samudravar firtana

Ramya ashya vatatvarnat

Manani parat jhep ghetli

Tya visarlelya shanat

Samudravarchi ti valu

Aajhi titkich mau ahe

Tujha kesanvarti haath

Firavnyachi janvi tyat ahe

Kinaryavar yeun bast asti

Tari tya latanchi kyhati tich

Tu jashi algat pane yeun

Javal basayachis akadi tasich

Tya panaycha latatun

Toch kodhkarpana adalat ahe

Jasa kahi tujhech hasu

Tyani samaun ghetle ahe

Toh mavalta surya haluch

Swatah barobar andhar anato

Sampli ek ti kahani ata

Hech ka bare toh sangto...

समुद्रावर आज फिरताना...

समुद्रावर आज फिरताना

रम्य अश्या वातावरणात

 मनाने परत झेप घेतली

त्या विसरलेल्या क्षणात

समुद्रावरची ती वाळू

आजही तितकीच मऊ आहे

तुझ्या केसांवर्ती माझा हात

फिरवण्याची जाणीव त्यात आहे

किनार्यावर अलगद येत असणार्या 

त्या लाटा मला बोलावतात

तू प्रेमाने मारलेल्या हाकेची

त्या मला भास करून देतात

त्या पाण्याच्या लाटातून आताही

एक खोडकरपणा आधळतो   

तुझ्या मनमोक्ल्या हसुची

जणू कही जाणीवच देऊन जातो 

तो मावळता सूर्य हळूच 

स्वतः बरोबर अंधार आणतो

संपली एक ती कहाणी आता

हेच का बरे तो सांगतो...

Made this poem while going back home from work... 

A take on thoughts about a guy who is missing the woman he loved... Now I wasn't on the sea shore while writing this... so depended on imagination to draw out the atmosphere and his feelings for her...

I will put up the poem in English words too in case you have trouble reading the Devanagari script :-)

Here goes...

Samudravar aaj firtana
Ramya ashya vatatvarnat
Manani parat jhep ghetli
Tya visarlelya shanat


Samudravarchi ti valu
Aajhi titkich mau ahe
Tujha kesanvarti haath
Firavnyachi janvi tyat ahe


Kinaryavar algat yet asnarya
Tya laata mala bolwatat
Tu premanin marlelya haakechi
Tya mala bhaas karun detat


Tya panaycha latatun attahi
Ek kodhkarpana adalato
Tujha manmoklya hasuchi
Janukahi janivch deun jaato


Toh mavalta surya haluch
Swatah barobar andhar anato
Sampli ek ti kahani ata
Hech ka bare toh sangto...

Gently as the wind blows...

An ode to nature... especially effective on a long weekend :-)


Gently as the wind blows

It puts a smile on my lips

Ruffling my hair just a bit

the mood slowly flips

As the cool wind hits my face

I feel a surge of energy in me

Dropping off all the drudgery

I look forward to a weekend sunny

I look up into the sky

the stars up there bright

And they smile back

Saying its a wonderful night

the moon is out too

Showing off its glory full

A site simply so lovely

Making me wanna drool

A tear runs down my eyes

As I marvel at this beauty

Enjoying it to the fullest

Seems like my only duty

The first post on this blog.

So its a random test thing.

This will be a blog about whatever I feel like adding here. Seriously. No Bull.

Poems. Write-ups. Articles. Currently Unclassified information.

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