Anyanama

Akhire akhire jamijae luha emiti
Jhari jae kala akhi pata dei
Smruti ra darpana ku maji maji..

Tume bujhi bujhiba bhabi jhari jae
Hele na thae sambala tara nai tie hei bahi jibaku
Sagara re misibaku
Khali emiti jhari jae "Sagara Srusti" ra akankshya nei
Takia pare takia bhijei!

Mana bujhi bujhe na
Mriyamaanata ra anyanam hue ta :Lotaka
Tuma pakhare hari jiba hin :samarpana!

Tathaapi mriyamanaata ra parisima tale minji minji dise drudhata!
Ichha hue sabu luha pochhi dei
Dhaain jaanti, Tuma hata dhari ali karanti
Heera nila kaapa, Nilamabari paata,
Laali ranga kichhi ani deba pain
Etharaka Bali Jatra re.

Kintu kana hue
Se drudhatara se asha ra kan hue
Nischala maru re, ajana balistupa tale poti hoi jae
Digbhrashta banika ra hada kei khana pari..

Kalpana re kalpana re asa Tume
Bujhaya-Devi mora, kandani ete au
Mu tuni pade, pila ma thana paila pari
Ah, Tumaku kalpi bare ji ki sukha thae
Bhabe emiti alpa bahut kalpana mapi mapi
Bahut kichhi pai jibi boli

Puni kebe bhabe,
Bichheda ra anyanama hueta: Prema
Aur Jeebana ra anyanama : Jayant

Kumbhaara mora,
Tume kahun janiba,
Chaka tale Tuma menchae Mati Mu,
Khali dali hei rahi jae
Suna ra para mora, dharashayi, lunthita,
Luha sabu jali jae, angara tale kebe
Kebe kakara pilati jae Tori agana re
Swapna ra sahara,
Etharu anek anek dura,
kuhudi tale jhapsa dise kebe,
Kebe haji jae...

Anyanama

Akhire akhire jamijae luha emiti
Jhari jae kala akhi pata dei
Smruti ra darpana ku maji maji..

Tume bujhi bujhiba bhabi jhari jae
Hele na thae sambala tara nai tie hei bahi jibaku
Sagara re misibaku
Khali emiti jhari jae "Sagara Srusti" ra akankshya nei
Takia pare takia bhijei!

Mana bujhi bujhe na
Mriyamaanata ra anyanam hue ta :Lotaka
Tuma pakhare hari jiba hin :samarpana!

Tathaapi mriyamanaata ra parisima tale minji minji dise drudhata!
Ichha hue sabu luha pochhi dei
Dhaain jaanti, Tuma hata dhari ali karanti
Heera nila kaapa, Nilamabari paata,
Laali ranga kichhi ani deba pain
Etharaka Bali Jatra re.

Kintu kana hue
Se drudhatara se asha ra kan hue
Nischala maru re, ajana balistupa tale poti hoi jae
Digbhrashta banika ra hada kei khana pari..

Kalpana re kalpana re asa Tume
Bujhaya-Devi mora, kandani ete au
Mu tuni pade, pila ma thana paila pari
Ah, Tumaku kalpi bare ji ki sukha thae
Bhabe emiti alpa bahut kalpana mapi mapi
Bahut kichhi pai jibi boli

Puni kebe bhabe,
Bichheda ra anyanama hueta: Prema
Aur Jeebana ra anyanama : Jayant

Kumbhaara mora,
Tume kahun janiba,
Chaka tale Tuma menchae Mati Mu,
Khali dali hei rahi jae
Suna ra para mora, dharashayi, lunthita,
Luha sabu jali jae, angara tale kebe
Kebe kakara pilati jae Tori agana re
Swapna ra sahara,
Etharu anek anek dura,
kuhudi tale jhapsa dise kebe,
Kebe haji jae...

Ratnam Pakshi: A Bird with tidings!

Saw Your Ratnam Pakshi now.
 Dear,
 Tried to photograph it. Couldn't. As it is so shy.....
 It iis still sitting there...
 Carrying an auspicious sign...
 Each time i see it
 It changes its place
 But is in the same tree...
 Jumping bough to bough
 Sniffing each fragrant leaf...
 Listen...
 It has started its song now
 A long trailing omph..omph...omph...
 As if it says-
 Happy Friendship day dear!
 And the bird"s call has been answered...
 The lady Ratnam has arrived just now...
 Its a small one..
 They are sitting apart...
 Sometimes chasing each other...
 From branch to branch...
 God's Divine Leela!
 S/He is becoming male
 S/He is becoming female
 Creating Love n Friendship

~Batabanaa Batoi

Kaatar gathri dukha ra,

Thakaa man,

khyata bikhyata padapat,

e sabu ra punji nei-

kahin jaun batoi...

ki sandhane aba...?

ho kale kehi nahi,

ka kahile kehi nahi...

agare kehi nahi pachhare kehi nahi

ukuluthiba koha ra bata-paaunaa,

kharcha karibaku bajara kahin?

kahin Tu jau Batoi eka eka

mapibaku nija chhai ra dirghataa?

na, e lamba patha?

jai mishe dhalanti surya ra deshe?

Tu aba nimantrita atithi sethaa ra?

na? tebe bina amantrane jauchhu kuade?

~Batabanaa Batoi

Wo nahi dekhta

woh kehta hai mar dunga

aur mai has has ke ake khadi ho jati hun

upar  ko hasi rahti hai

bhitar muhn sukha jata hai

hasi ki powder laga ke ati hun

aur kathgade pe khada karta hai

ye wo karta hai

hamesha se

dosh uska ho

mera ho

kisika bhi na ho

kathgade pew o mujhe khada karta hai

ye uska khel hai

fir kahta hai mar dunga

aur mai sochti hun

jarur majak kar raha hoga

aur mai bekal hoke intejaar karti hun

kiabke baar to wo mera masoom chehra dekh lega

mere ankhon me chhupa ashu dekh lega

taras khayega

keise nahi usko mujhpe daya na ayega

sathi hai who mera

par har baar ki tarha

uski talwar girta hai

aur mere garden katti hai

apne hi Sathi ke samne har baar hasne ka abhinay

aur dard nahi hai ka bahana

sina mot karke khade rahna

ajnabi banne ka dawa uska

dukh de jata hai

dard chhura chaku talwar banke girta hai

mere masoom sa kaleje pe

jahan who rahta hai…

har baar sochti hun

sayad wo is baar dekh lega ki

haste hue meine sina khol to diya hai

par mera muhn sukh gaya hai man ki taap se

Flower Fairy-Aindry

How I miss You

When You are not around

In this lonesome Monday morning

That steadily grows into the afternoon.

How I remember You

And hold Your mistakenly-left-pen-pouch

And think of your young bright face

-an innocent, pure flower

And pray

Let the dust not settle upon your sweetness

How I recall…

Your unorganized schedule-

And find it now so sweet

Your yet-to be packed bag

Till you rush with socks clad feet

to wear your shoes..

your last minute change of dress…

the indecision between comfort and fashion-

…so dear to me…

How I hate to reproach

Your free, wild, uninhibited, powerful soul

But I have to

To make your learn-your earth-stay.

How I recall

The soft crackle of your laughter

By my side…

That pours into the long hours of solitude

To seal it partially –for some time..

Now that you are not around

The aroma of your being

Is not there to engulf me…

My moments fall silently..

The big German shepherd is also melancholic

Fast sleeping now

His small snorts and snores occasionally breaks

the silence that envelop the room and me

And I long to swing with whatever you have left here..

There is a dull ache in my heart

As I remember You touching me

In a semi hug…

Before you leave for the school.

And this feeling

-That you will return from the school- as a half stranger

Completely forgetting the good times we spent together-

Is not helping much to prepare myself

To wait for You, dear Girl !

my

Flower Fairy

the apple of my eyes-Aindry!

Dissolves...

Uncertainty is a kick that the wandering soul cherishes…

Here a snake hisses…

There a deadly dune collapses

And by and by you come across a skeleton

lying upon the mysterious, ancient, ever moving sand…

Stretched before the eyes the sand sea
spans miles and miles…on and on

Not a single living thing one comes across

The solitude rings in the ear…

And the wilderness playing flute with the howling wind

Changing patterns in the slick sand…

You come with the love for wilderness

Tucked in your chest-deep down

Swaying upon a camel

Looking towards the horizon

Where I dance-swaying my limbs

Hurling the blue attire in wind

My whole being ecstatic…

My eyes-sharp as knives with anxiousness-alert now

Waiting for ages-thirsty, dry and deep

Meet with your gaze

As you come near

And staggers...

As your eyes are piercing-sword like

Carry a dissolving quality

A picture so old

A map –once known and now forgotten-comes alive

And my heart beat fuses into yours…

Everything stops for a moment

Then beats again fiercely…

Someone in the soul’s yard

Touches the drums and fingers them

-dham dham dhim dhim

Celebrating the merger, the fusion

Of you of me

Of us…

O Niley!

Tumhare bhavon ki syahi bhare kalam uthati hun...

aur vasant haajir ho jata hai

apne phulon ki sena lie

Sugandh ki avahani mantra se...

aur fir kabhi patjhad ajata hai

girte hue patte ki nirab sangeet hawa sunata hai

gire hue patton ki dher me aag lag jati hai

kabhi ujala karta hai kabhi jala deta hai

Tumhare bhabon ki shyahi bhare kalam uthati hun

barsha a pahunchti hai meghon ki doli me

kabhi badh ati hai-jab woh roti hai,

aur kabhi ankur banta hai mati ke kokh me,

kabhi mukta –samuka ki garbh me

Kalam uthaun Tum ajate ho

Sath koi na koi rahta hai…

Aketo li beithi hun…

Par bheed itna hai

Kalam uthaun Tum ajate ho

 Na uthaun to nili syahi se hath rang jata hai Tere,

O Nile!

Ye Adambara kislie...

Son-Pokhar se

Sarasija lai

Tere lie

badi bhor se...

fir saji dhaji

kajal lagai

sindoor lagai

moti mala dalne ko bhul gai gale me

kajal se Tere kali jamuni ankh

aur sinddori man Tere dikh gaya mere mathe ki laali se..

gahna dalna bhul gai tabse..

Diya jalai

Ujli si roshani me Tere ankhon ki jyot dikha

Ungli jal gai lau sajate sajate

Dekhti rah gai

Anchal fir pakad liya aag

Jal gaya sara angavaran

Koi kapda na raha tan pe

Man to phale hi khol diya tha Tere samne…

Itna adambar kari

Son-pokhar ki sarasija lai

Diya jalai…

Ungli jalaya

Bastr jalayi

Ab bhentne ko jaun ye sare

To jaun keise Tere samne..

i call myself You!

How a single soul can contain both-Radha & Krishna!

How i contain You!

Receiving Your Divine Rhythm 

and treasuring it i find You within me! 

This spiritual a-semblance enriches my soul 

and there is a grand celebration all the time-

someone dancing here, 

someone singing, someone playing 

Laughing like a child 

and someone tinkling bells 

Chanting names all the while! 

And still the mundane separation bothers my heart-

making it brood all the while ...

burning as a sacred lamp within the veil of melancoly, 

bit by bit i offer my pranic energy to You 

in the sacred yard of soul temple!

The spiritual togetherness and the mundane separation 

throws my soul into a trance of giant wheel of love and worship ! 

Where every moment i find myself -whirling and whirling

Thereby touching the border of Your pious light

And hence being connected to you. 

So i call myself You!

There is no wonder,

A single soul can become double

Can contain both-Mukeshwari & Mukeshwar!

Jayantikå

Barsha me Tum utar ae...

Raat bhar barshi Barsha
Ab tak hai
Bhige hue sadkein
Aur Dhaka hue asman
Nahae hue ped paudhe patte
Thir thir bahta Pavan
Aur abirat girti barsha-bund
Kuchh kahti hain mujhe...
Tumhare saakar roop se hone ka baat kah jati hain mujhe

In baton ko chhati ke bhitar se bhitar andaruni mahal me pahuncha kar ata hai ye thanda parivesh.
Aur wahan mai pati hun apneap ko
Bhigi hui pith
Mathe pe gila odni dale
Tumse batein karte hue-
Dher sare...


Aur wahan bhi
kalpana me Tumhe ankan karte hue
Dikh jata hai -ek jhapsa jhapsa chhabi Tumhari...
Bahat apna sa
Hath pahunch me ek pal
Duje pal kahin gum hote hue
Manjire re!

Rain-Cloud Charm!

It's not raining here
Only the clouds have come
Holding hands they have formed a base
And are talking to each other-
Rain. Monsoon. Cool breeze.
Greenish Earth. New leaves. New Sprouts.
A big cloud calls for small clouds
And small clouds calls for more clouds
They merge slowly slowly into each other.
Now form a single cloud..
One face.
No one can tell they are not one
That once they were different.
The single huge cloud
That covers the whole sky
Now breathes with one heart.

Knock

KKnock knock…

It is impish dark and foggy too

Not a single light can be seen..

A faint glitter here

And a spark there…

I fumbled and fell many times

And crawled to the door

Discovering there is a door…

And listened-

Somebody moving inside

I knocked..

Something live moved and stopped

A faint smell came..

Of someone I know

And I knocked –calling out his name

The moving being remained very still

As if the Insider is scared himself

And is listening hard

Who is knocking!

The darkness hardened

From among the thickening fog

Some pairs of red eyes flicker

The hyenas are closing..

And I knocked again.

Knock knock…

The living being moved again

And walked up to the door

Leaning upon the door-

The insider sighed..

The door still did not open

Nor a single word came out…

And I knocked –it’s me

I uttered in a small voice.

Knock knock…

Nothing happened for some time

Then a lantern was lit..

And it’s light pierced -

the crack of the closed door…

Touching the lighted line

With halting heart bits

I heard-

The breathing became heavy and strained

And the hyenas howled very near to me

I knocked again!

Hide me...

Hey Pran-Ras-Kallol, Jagabandhu,
I whirl and whirl…my anklet tinkling,
Flowers dropping from my hair…
I dance before You forgetting the world, Priyatama…
I gather juhi and kumkum and shower upon You
And I dance as the mringam sounds so sweet
I chant Your name and I whirl more…
I dance…
I could not gather myself
And the world sees my dress undone, my face- kajal smeared,
Nilachali, hide me within the Lotus that shelters Your feet!

~Ek Sutra

Sayad parson Tera ane ka Ticket ban gaya
Islie na janke v kuchh -bina karan mai nachi
Mitti dhul jhad ke mai nachi..
Tere ane ka sandesha hawa ne dhire se phunka
Kano me mere ... Aur bihwal hoke me nachi
Tere rup-rang-thaat smaran karke mai nachi,
Resham Rassi thirka
Aur mai nachi...
Sare dukh santaap jhadke, achal apang hath pair ko jhad ke
Mai nachi
Apne pran ki sare rosni ko jalake mai nachi.
Bandha Ghungru re dholak jo kabka
Dim dim kahin baja -aur mai nachi...
Koi baat nahi tha
Fir v mai nachi...
Tu jo ane ko tha -mai nachi!
Ek dhage se bandhi-mai nachi...

Mendak ki Barish

Baris hone se pahle mendak nikal ata hai mitti se
Kayi mahino ki nind ko jhad ke apne ankho se...
Aur Nila Gagan ko takta hai-
Megh ki ek tukda v nahi.
Par ushe pata hai-jaldi hi badlon se bhar jaegi akash ki chhati...
Idhar
Indra dev Airabat pe beithte hein, bajra ko hath me lete hein..bijli nachti hai...
Aur MeghaMallhar ke sath Barsha ki Mahotsav prarambh karte hain..
Santh sadhu maha-yagnya karte hue khushi se Haribol karte hein- itne yugon ke baad aya Barsha!
Itne bade swargiya avahani me koi nahi dekhta -mitti dhul se dhaka ek mendak v gaa utha hai ...
Is mahanand ki asar me
Apne dhul mitti ko dhul jate hue dekh, upar se jhar jhar jhar ata amrut-prabah ko dekh usne v hulhuli de rakhi hai.
Uski ye chhoti si puja ki bina Barsha na sambhab tha...

Mendak ki Barsha!

Tumne Sandesha bheja hai

Pata nahi kya hai
Bahut patakhon ki awaj se kapkapaa rahi hai asmaan ki chhati...
Aur dur se baja aur ganne ki lahar uske sath bahte hue a rahi hai hawa me
Ya Akash ek box hei
Khul raha h ulta
Aur ye sab gir rahe hein upar se...
Jane cricket me India ki jeet ho
Ya kisi tyohar ho
Ya fir ho shadi byah ka alam
Par
Mujhe to lagta hai
Har baar lagta hai
Jab v itni shor ho aur baja baj uthe patakhon ki chhutne ki khushi se,
Lage,
Tumse sandesha hai
Tumhare bare me hai
Tumne kuchh kahlwa bheja h!

Mai Ghash Maidan:Tu Toofan!

Bichhi hui ek ghash ka maidan hun 

Asman khul jata hai

Ek vishal phatak cheer kar

Tum utar ate ho...

Tej ki hawa k jhonke me lotpat mere ghash ki kiyariayan...

Milon tak su su... Aur toofan ki lahar...

Mai jaag jati hun gari nind se

Ab mai phul rahi hun

Uth rahi hun

Chhid rahi hun ek juar bhatta ki 

samudri chess pali ki tarha...

Bahut sare khidki ki kholne ki awaj

Aur Tere pash hone ka ahsash

Mithe Sathiya, mahu-barshi-ankhon wale!

Ghumte hein bahte hein chhati par mere

Coma me chala jata hai astitwa

Aur drip se Tu khoon me samil hota hai

Dhire dhire...

Kahne ko mai soi rahti hun

Par bhitar Tu daudta hai...

Halke se Tere pash ake khada hona

Wo bhari kadam ko dhire se rakhna 

Jab sunai padta hai

Pichhle bahut pichhle kuchh dhundle drishya dikhta hai kuchh kohre ki alishan mahal ki parda hata ke...

Ek Toofan ata hai

Gujarta hai mere upar

Aur tahas nahas me Tere kadmo ki nishan 

Aur muskurate motion ko samette hue 

Pata chalta hai

Tu kitna apna hai

Achanak haste hue mudna Tera

Ek mahak uthta hai rooh me se mere

Badlon ki ferry me 

Tere itne sare muhn yatri hain

Aur akeli mai-Tere mele me...

Tu mujhe dekhta hai khinchte najar se

Aur khinch leta hai jameen paon tale....

Ye mai ud chali Tere mahua ujle me....