Downstream she went along

Downstream she went along
To find him at his favorite spot
Watching the sun set slowly
While lost in his own thought

She always wondered about him
What is it that he sees there
What draws him to the place
Into the sun why does he stare

She remembered all their talks
Of a future bright and beautiful
The stream flowing by the house
A picture they painted vivid and wonderful

She asked him about his habit
Of sitting downstream every evening
And he would just smile and say
Its the part of their being

So today she sat besides him
And watched the sun go down
And enjoyed the lovely sight it made
Like the stream's end wearing a crown

And then she understood it
All the things he didn't ever say
She felt it with the breeze
And in the way the trees sway

She sighed ever so slowly
Then she sang her favorite song
The smile crept across his face
And downstream they went along

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The origin of was this poem was the most unlikely... Somehow during a chat among friends, we all veered to a discussion about downstream processes and downstream reports.

To break away from the work-related talks, I just took the word 'downstream' and came up with the last paragraph of this poem. Egged on by the positive response of my friends, I made it into a poem :-)

So a big THANK YOU to all my friends, first of all and foremost to HK, the primary source of getting me to stop being lazy and start posting on the blog again. Lady you really rock and truly serve as an inspiration to me everyday. She is working hard to create awareness about Celiac disease in India. You can find more information from her at Celiac Desi

HK also did made this superb pic to put on the blog, which by her own account is also her wallpaper.

P.S. - I don't know to whom the image copyright belongs to. If you happen to know, do convey my regards to the copyright holder and also if you can share the contact details, I would be much obliged.

राजा-राणीची कहाणी ...

राम म्हणाला हळूच सीतेला
तुझा निरोप घ्यायला आलो मी
आजपासून या क्षणानंतर
बदलणार राजा-राणीची कहाणी

सीता दचकून म्हणाली रामाला
असे काय झाले सांगा तरी मला
सुखाच्या ह्या सुंदर क्षणी
बोचले कुठल्या काट्याने आपल्याला

आपला म्हणू नकोस ग राणी
हा माझ्या  कर्माचा भाग आहे
तुला गुंतवणार नाही ह्यात मी
हा माझा सदा ध्यास आहे

तुमचे आणि माझे मार्ग एक आहेत
आपला रस्ता काही वेगळा नसे
तुम्हीच समजवा आता मला
कर्म मग आपले वेगळे कसे?

हे राणी, नको ग छळूस मला
शब्दांचे असे जाळे रचुनी
तुझ्या या प्रश्नांची उत्तरे
देऊ नाही शकत सत्य जाणूनी

पण उत्तर द्यावे प्रश्नांचे
असे वाटले तरी का तुम्हाला
तुम्ही असाल तिथेच मी ही असेन
हेच सांगायचे होते मला

माझी वाट खडतर आणि कठीण
मोठ्या परिश्रमांनी भरलेली
तू हे सगळे का ओढुनी घेतेस
तुझ्या भाग्यात जी नाही लिहिलेली

दुरावा का असा आणिता मध्ये?
तुझे अन माझे भाग्य म्हणुनी
आपण दोघे नाही, एक आहोत
का बरे जाता तुम्ही विसरुनी?

कसे समजाऊ मी तुला?
मी राजा तर काय रंक पण नाही राहिलो
या महालाचा अधिकार सोडूनी
मी वनवासी जाण्यास तयार झालो

तुम्ही वनात न्याल तरीही
येईन खुशाल मी तुमच्या संगती
तुमची साथ असेल मला जिथे
तिथेच सुखे भरभरून वाहती

धन्य धन्य असो तुझी सीते
मी काय बोलू तुझ्या वाचानांपुढे
माझीच हार अन माझीच जीत
विचित्र असे रचीलेस हे कोडे

महालात नसलो जरी आपण दोघे
तरी तुम्हीच माझे राजे आणि मी तुमची राणी
जग आणि वेळ बदलली म्हणून काय झाले
नाही बदलणार ही राजा-राणीची कहाणी

So, I guess am back after a hiatus.

Tried something different for a change. A touch of mythology and my own imagination at work. This was written sometime back during the Navratri festival - the one which ends with Ram Navami. A touch of emotion and a play of words. A bit of my own understanding and inferences.

Had shared it earlier with my pals and they loved it. So sharing it with the world now :-). Your views, comments and feedback are all welcome :-)