Saturday, 10 December 2011

मेरे मन का पंछी आज
सूरज को छू लेगा
जल न जाये मन का बदन
 बस इस बात का डर है.....

my experience.

I must write my experience of last week, not to boast but just to remind myself of this experince. last week when I came out of the meditation group, it started raining heavily. I was so calm and so peaceful. Something def. has happened, i feel like a burning glow,inside me, which is warm like melting wax and its lighted up well inside me.we were told in meditation group that we instead of thinking about the world why dont we start thinking about us and the people who are close to us. give them love and respect. I was very happy inside indeed, atleast somethin i am beginning to understand.
than i saw this genteleman who was completely wet in the rain. I drove past and came back and offerd him lift to the train station. when he sat down in the car. i could smell beer  and sweat.
 funny thing  tur mind is now i started thinking,  what have i done, is it right or wrong, what if something happened.......
but then i controlled my mind and i thought its ok you ofered him lift with a good heart.. so i dropped him to the station. to my amazement the gentle man asked "SO how much is it love" and to his amazement i said nothing... its fine..  

Friday, 9 December 2011


नींद ,मेरी टकटकी लगाये 
राह तुम्हारी देखती है.....

Tuesday, 6 December 2011

कुछ पल

कुछ पल की ही तो बात थी
जाने कब जिंदगी निकल गयी
अब बस इंतज़ार है, और मैं हूँ
और दूर धूमिल होते वो
कुछ पल हैं








Pablo Neruda such intensity

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
― Pablo Neruda100 Love Sonnets: Cien sonetos de amor

Monday, 5 December 2011

I love you.

I love you
some may not know how much
but what does it matter
and why does it matter
and who does it matter to
you may not know also
but that is the beauty
of my love
it need not be felt
it need not be known
but it is there.
like a faint smell of your breath
like a faint sound of your heart
but it is there.
I can hear it
I can feel it
I know it
that I love you

Sunday, 4 December 2011

याद


तुम जो कहते हो की याद
न करना मुझको
अपनी यादो को पास मेरे
छोड़ कर जाते क्यों हो?