Moving on Untiring Path

उदास मन , भावुक हृदय,  अबोध कर्म, मूढ़ मत , अधूरी अभिलाषायें, सब इशारा करती होंगी उस तरफ जहां  तुम्हें जाना नहीं चाहिए | परिस्थति जब परिकल्पना के विपरीत हो तब भी , रोकना खुद को स्मरण शक्ति और विवेक ही मानव को ज्ञान का बोध कराते हैं | इसलिए सोचना , जब अपने आप को आपे से बहार पाओ,  दो पल के लिए भी अगर कहीं भटक जाओ तो वापस आना तुम्हारी ये कोशिश तुम्हें औरों से अलग और कई बेहतर बनायेंगी |

Aasmaan ki silet par Dekha maine Saptrishi aur ek chandrama Chamakta hua, door tha wo Kya har wo cheez Jo hume achhi Lage , Dekh kar Wo hamesha door hoti hai Aur tabhi  Un sabhi sapt Rishi aur ek chandrama  Ki or Maine dekh kar  Apni ungliyon se ek Rekha kheechi Mila Diya  Un saat taare aur ek shwet jyoti ko Dikhne laga  Mujhe bhi unsab ka Mel jo mujhse bhut door bhut uncha bhut sundar hokar bhi Mujhe Ghar sa laga

She held three potions in the basket One for the past One for the present And the last for the unknown future She offered me to smell anyone once But didn't tell which one was for the test Her cryptic words tempted me to try But I was afraid inside Besotted by the smell I moved forward The moment I touched one  The Other two slipped together  The mix of three metamorphosed me all over My anxious thoughts on the consequences  Transformed me to another level I felt strange to not know whether it was the past or present or my future The potions lady had told me at last If you ever want to come out of the world  Just follow the right path I landed up in here Behold the place of nature Made me spellbound all the time As I walked in , I acquired a name Built a home and worked in and out Magnificent rewards and trivial matters Held me captivated Just when I was tired I smelled the same potions  And turned back The lady was standing there  with two wands in hand I was delighted and thought

अपेक्षायें मानव को शिथिल,  कमजोर और विवेक हीन बनाते हैं  | माया तब तक लुभाती है , जब तक मायित वास्तुओं से प्रेम हो | प्रेम के आधार को माया न बनाओ, मोह तो हर उस वस्तु से हो जाता है जो कभी पास हो | लुप्त मत हो भावनाओ में , सीखो विदिशाओं से , जो पत्थरों से भी राह निकालती है | हिमालय से भूमि तक कितनों को जोड़ति है , जिसकी धारा शीतल, पावन प्रतिपल बढ़ती है | चुनैतियां किसके हिससे नहीं आती ?  जो तुम्हारे पास है  सुधारो , स्वयं को  क्योंकि तुम्हें सबसे अच्छा बनना है  Date edited : 21/03 ,1/04/2023

Date : 14/01/22 Time: 10:38 PM It all starts with the belief. Once we suppose some outcome and manifest our intentions towards achieving it that process of converting our thoughts into actions is called belief. It is hard to understand how things don't work out the way we wish because we presume that our thoughts are the best that can happen to us. Is it?  When the wheels turn down the hill and slides into the unknown we cry for help or try to find a way. Life has taught me to not expect the extraordinary, to not let the emotions take the driver seat, to not melt on things which are devil in disguise because at times when the gold attracts the jeweler it is not always the pure one. Today is my birthday, the most awaited day of the year for me. People wish Merry Christmas and a happy new year but for me it's happy new year and happy birthday.  Last year when the sun set down on the same day a thought came in my mind that the worse that could happen than this is that I fall sick

Kabhi kabhi zindagi me kuchh mukaam aise aate hain Jahan door se sab sthir nazar aata hai Lagta hai ki sab ruka hai Sab sthir hai Lagta hai jaise ye aakhiri pehar hai Ant hai , har prayas ka jo kbhi kiya gya tha Lekin jab us manzil ki or kadam badhte hain To yakin ho jata hai  Us par jisne ye sab Racha tha Jis pal lagta hai ki sab samapt ho gya Whin se shuruwat hoti hai Ek aise safar ki jahan  Thake Rahi ko sahara mil jata hai Jo ab tak sthir lag rha tha wahan se  Kadmon ki Sfurti badh jati hai Lagta hai ki ab humein kuchh krne ki zarurat nhi Kadme manzil tak apne aap pahunch jati hain Kuchh aisa hi manzar hai  Jab insaan sab kuchh haar jata hai Aur agle pal ye lage ki wo to kbhi Hara hi nhi tha Yhi jeevan hai Aur is jeevan me haarna sweekar nhi Prayas pragati ki parakashtha pe zarur pahunchayegi. #Midnoon poems #lonely station #idea@escalator as metaphor 

Date : 14/01/2022 Still mulling the aftermaths of dream Trying to toss over the pillow Juggling plans for the new day And when the stage is set You wake up  Find out the real world time  And let go off the virtual reality Now when metaverse is all in air Why not follow the routine on this augmented world Planning the unplanned tasks of the day What to wear and what you may Breakfast is on the table There isn’t anyone to say Lethargic legs walk to the kitchen Give a side glance to the work from home grocery store Missing the days of Mom’s magic and midnight meals My dear, these thoughts are not enough to heal Neither will the insta reels help you out Spatula and pan are the only way out Toast it or roast it, Skim some and have fun When the Kitchen disasters take a U turn   wink and say- you re the lucky one Your appetite is full but be prepared for the next turn There is so much more to learn Unexpected guests arrive at your door With messages of loved ones and some pretty unknown Greet