CANVASS OF LIFE

जनवरी 1, 2009

 
A canvass of life if you ask me to write, you will find love, affections and emotions. I don’t want to paint colors of  my mechanical mundane chores of life, I don’t want strokes that carry small fights where I wanted to show my supremacy or my chauvinism, I don’t want to use colors that are not mine. Do I get colored by other people, you bet but still when they get into my colors the effect is different than the color it was looking on their canvass.

My canvas is a depiction of a story that starts from my association of this wonderful humane creation calls female. My world started with less than a year in her womb, my mother, I look for her in every female I get associated with, what a blessing she is, what a message she is and what a lady she is. She does get nuts, I think I got this nature from her, that confirms that she is humane, but in spite of all these she amazes me always, every time she put her hand on my grey hair with her love and affection.

Fire of life should always be lit. The fire is the joy, the love, the message, the attitude, the expression and in life we just stop somewhere, start chasing dreams and forget the nice reality that surrounds us in the form of happiness. I was on my this birthday (Felt it was my teens b’day) walking in a park, with rains coming down, alone, thinking how much is there to enjoy and feel, touch and quietly talk but seldom we do.

 Recently attended this marriage of my American friend and his father wrote a wonderful letter that reminded me the meaning of the marriage one more time. To share, to enjoy, to love the rising of sun set, setting of sun, returning of the birds in the evening, looking at the waves in the ocean, walking in the woods and enjoying nature and that too with your partner, a someone whom you can kiss with no strings attached, with as much passion you can pour into when you touch her/his hands.

Watched a Video from Steve Jobs’  ”http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D1R-jKKp3NA“, his speech in one of the graduation ceremonies and how nicely he showed a complete canvass of his life, from the time he started treading his canvass. “Connecting the Dots” as he speaks really made me think the purpose I came into being. The purpose of things happen in my life and the purpose life gets on me, rather I getting on to the life.

 The best thing God gave humane is the ability to fall into relationships, enjoy them and take a lot from them. I remember my young days (Believe me they are still passing) when I used to talk to my friends saying “I wanted people to be my kitchen friends.” A right to walk into your kitchen and ask for the food. What a “Adhikar”, what a love, what a feeling and we just loose that purity of relations once we marry with Western life of keeping people away so that they don’t intrude our personal life. I don’t have the facts but this is the society that infringes most when we talk about relationships and look when I grew up, I had neighbors I called them “Bua”, I had neighbors I called them “Jiji” and I had neighbors I called them “Dada”. 

We keep so much of grunt, depressive thoughts, and fights for life and here I quote one of my friends “can u imagine even after 12 hours the SUN goes a full circle of Earth and comes back and we still fight with those thoughts that bother us”. I was amazed. Ask a question from you “Are you happy with your married life?” and your answer takes time to think, start working on it. Life is too precious to lose your lovely moments in life and ending up with Uncle and Aunty that are constantly complaining, winning and castigating each other once their kids are gone for the college. We are all made for one another; we are all made for life to live not for life to carry as a burden.

 All but one relationship has a limit of enjoyment, pleasure and bliss and there lies a point of “no return”. A concept Air plane uses when they cross oceans that tells the pilot that you have to decide, check your ship as after this point you can’t be back to your origin, the choice you have is to reach the destination. Knowing that you can always make sure you don’t take your relationships where you stop enjoying it and you reach beyond point of no return. So people, my people, save a dime a day and end of the month give a rose to your beloved to show how valuable they are in your life and you love them beyond the limits. The relationship that is exception here is one’s relationship to God, who can be envisioned as any way you can imagine.

I better stop, the site carries my writings, my creativity, and a gift that tells me how was I watered when I grew up through my parents. What were the ingredients put into me when I travelled across the journey in all these past winters, summers and falls? I enjoy them…. I don’t want you to move away from my page ever, wanted to be associated with you always through a thread, no matter how thick or thin it is….

911 a reaction…

फ़रवरी 7, 2010

I remeber, we were in office and rushed to television…The worst ever day in humanity…

Stop signs are required !!
On the path of peace, monitoring terrorism driven vehicles,
O police-”Humanity”!!
Write vigorous Penal code for these HAZMAT carriers,
It is time to put a dead end to the road
Coming from a country that sponsors them,
It is time to get united against
such creatures and land creating this mayhem,
Place a low-Jack in ‘em, to stop a plane-highjack,
Increase vigil, update records,avoid accidents,
Block communications, raid mansions,avoid history-dents,
Keep traffic updated about a vehicle that has the terror-sponsorship,
Track the vehicles that have drivers with such reckless craftsmanship,
Prosecute their plans,Bury their ideas somewhere beside the road,
It’s neither heaven nor hell,
Drivers will be caught right here on earth,
through lesson of Love and stick of compassion,
Let’s let them know “what a life is worth”,
we’ll’ Teach them how to use this bridge named “Our-World”,
Let God Bring em’ to justice to protect “Thy World”

A human defined by lord

फ़रवरी 7, 2010

Feels like my father is again with me…When my son is born…


Unconditional love, Expectations None,
Bad or Good, Fading Memories,
Better or Worst, Nothing that Worries,
No Sufferings, No Complains,
No cry for worldly pains,
No religion to follow,
No caste, color or creed to fight,
No longing for rich,No desire for castle,


A Yogi by birth, with picturesque postures,
A blissful presence with adorable ventures,
a moonlit tranquility, an unmathced Equanimity,
a Moderation defined,a life called devine,


With a Few words “Vocab”,
He is my new-born in lap,
Just a year old,
Qualifies “definition” of God,
A human defined by Lord…

Mr. President…You are the light.

फ़रवरी 7, 2010

Was sitting in a barber shop and started conversation with the lady cutting my hair….She had to sell all of her properties and declare the bankrupsy….an European lady….in her words..”Comman man is becoming slave of Capitalism”…

Common man is becoming slave of Capitalism,
Riches getting richer in their mannerism,
Young man struggles to get a degree,
soldiers are burnt with the wounds third degree,
Life in the farm has started looking dull,
flash of the life becoming like skull,
We have our challenges, have our dues,
We are buckled up, ready for moves,
We have some people living in shelters,
we have some people defaulting on homes,
We have some people losing their jobs,
We have some people losing their hopes,
some of us are missing our meals,
some of us are missing our heels,
we have some few looking for clothes,
we have some few with no pans & pots,
We are the land of wonderful people,
represents a mansion with best steeple,
We are the brain of unmatchable talent,
We can help anyone to any extent,
We will revive, We will dust off,
We will achieve, We will bounce off,
We believe in you, We believe in us,
We believe in Obama, we believe in US.

Beloved God’s Blessing to me…

फ़रवरी 7, 2010
  • For life parterner, for my better half and at times she is the best…
  • Days and nights are like flowers
    Full of color, fragrance, and joy
    Blossom to bring new lives together
    Pleasant ways to bring warmth and vigor
    But who holds these flowers
    Keeping thorns and bushes aside
    Lighting paths, stepping side by side
    Guarding those fragile vases of “years”
    Watching hurdles and praying for “peers”
    O’ Friend you, none other than you
    our laughter together makes my world a worth
    your passionate kiss brings my heaven on earth
    A hug from you is like nature’s flute
    A song from you is like melodious tune
    Your breaths are like phases of the moon
    Your blue eyes are like near ocean a dune
    Your hands intertwine my hair
    It’s a feeling of my mother’s lap
    O, friend, your anger is like my father’s love
    And you, you are my beloved God’s blessing to me
    I believe in you, for lives to come, do believe in me . .

    O Niagara!

    फ़रवरी 7, 2010
  • It was couple of years back when I say Niagara first time…What a celestial experience…
  • O Niagara!

    Is that Your lashing the earth, makes it revolve?
    The wobbling of earth, Are you the cause ?
    We know for sure, Sun rises to see your impact of the day,
    Moon tries to match your glow and play,
    Your roar is a message to whole Universe,
    It’s clear and loud that “We are the Earth”.

    O Niagara!
    That Misty veil around your core,
    Those windy breaths keep us on shore,
    Sure, you are more beautiful inside,
    True, we lack that vision & sight,
    Must be inside, a mansion of God,
    It’s certain, you are creation of Lord,

    O Niagara!
    Progenitor of life, a chariot of trinity,
    Joy of celestial bliss, a source of divinity,
    Eternal as truth, Beyond infinite imagination,
    Ocean of love, Lord’s best manifestation,
    We are blessed, all humans of the earth,
    You are thus named, “Wonder of the World”.

    Ek Ikh ka Ped

    जनवरी 25, 2010

    Ganna, meri beti ka nick name hain…Aur Ganne par ye kavita….

    मैं ईख का पेड़
    हल्हलाते हुए खेतो में बढ़ा हुआ
    समीपास्थों के आसपास, उनसे संरक्षित, सुरक्षित
    लोगो के प्यार और स्नेह जल से सिंचित
    लोगो की आशाओ और प्रार्थनाओ से प्रेरित
    बढता रहा, गुमान करता रहा अपनी प्रगति पर
    क्षितिज को देखा रहा हर सुबह
    वो मिटटी की सोंधी गंध
    जो अचानक बारिश से निकले धरा के स्वेद का अंग था
    वो धूल भरा श्रृंगार
    जो शाम धोरो के लौटने से माथ पर संग था
    वो पंछियो के घर आने का शोर
    जो कान ढकने के बहाने
    पड़ोसन बाला के अंग लगने का अंग था

    और यही समय था जब मेरे अन्दर
    समां गयीं वो जीवन की मिठास, जीने की आस
    अपनों की चाह, कुछ स्वप्नों की राह
    और लो मेरा बचपन बीत गया

    मैं सीख गया लू के थपेड़ो से बचना
    गिरती धुँआधार बारिशो मैं पानी से ना गलना
    मजबूती से धरा को पकड़कर हवाओ से बचना
    आसपास के लोगो से मिलना, बिछुड़ना,

    और लो योवन आ गया मैं बन गया “गन्ना”
    साधन बन गया खेतिहर किसान की जीविका का
    व्यापारियो की धन आकांशा का
    मंडियों से मंडियों तक ट्रेक्टर पर होता रहा सवार
    निकल गया भ्रमण पर , जिन्दगी-आचमन पर
    डरने लगा लोगो से, सपनो से,
    बन गया कठोर, ना बसेरा ना ठौर

    छूट गएँ वो दिन जब मैं आसमान को देख कर गौरान्वित हो जाता था
    जब खेतीहर मजदूर का सीना मेरी प्रगति पर गर्व से उठ जाता था
    जब मेरा परिवार तालियो की गडगडाहट से मेरा जन्मदिवस मनाता था
    जब मेरे आँसू को पूछने के लिए सूरज बादलो से निकलकर बहार आ जाता था

    पर तुम मिलें और तुमने उठा लिया मुझे
    दुकान के उस कौने से जहाँ मुझे शत विक्षत कर दिया था
    मेरा अस्तित्व को कुचल दिया था
    तुमने बताया मैं क्या हूँ
    मेरे अन्दर मेरे रास का परिमाण
    मेरे होने का अहसास
    mere jeevan ki आस
    मेरे जीवन वो छन जब मैं सब कुछ लूटाकर भी तुम्हारे बच्चों की चहक को महसूस करता रहा
    तुम्हारे स्वाद ग्रंथियो को मचलते हुए देखा रहा

    मैं निम्मित्त तुम्हारे जीवन जैसे ही
    जितना रस लोगो इसका उतनी मिटास मिलेगी
    तिजना स्वार्थ देखोगे इसमें उतनी कठोरता बनेगी
    जितना आनंद बिख्राओगे उतनी प्रफुल्लता उपजेगी
    जितना नेह लूताओगे उतनी समृध्दी बढ़ेगी
    हर पल जियो मेरे सामान
    अपने अन्दर के रस को सम्हाले
    मित्रों के मेले में जीव सुधा उड़ेले
    मैं निम्मित्त तुम्हारे जीवन जैसे ही ईख का पेड़

    My Valentine—A poem in Hindi

    फ़रवरी 17, 2009
    My valentine - A hindi Poem

    My valentine - A hindi Poem

    Year 2009

    जनवरी 2, 2009

    Happy New Year 2009

    My dates with passion

    जनवरी 1, 2009

    A date with passion- I

    One of my friends we are very close with, called and said “hey wanted to be with you some time.” I was too looking forward to it, but with all my baggages on my back, just couldn’t make time for her. Time passed by and gradually I learnt about her more, in recent times she changed a lot, developed passion for work outs.

    How would I spend a date with her, was very core question I needed to answer myself. Worldly desires, sensuous feelings over shadowed my thoughts a many times but somewhere inside me fought back. We are all grownups don’t need that mundane life that ends with the repentance or the memories that you can only keep to yourself lifelong.

    Decided, will give her a surprise, got some sprouted beans in my exercise bag, some peanuts and asked her to come to see me at bailey fitness. She accepted that, and saw me in the fitness attire, shocked. Said I thought we are going for a date, I said yeah we are. And slowly we walked in to the fitness world. We did ropes together, watched her doing weight, asking her questions, put her microphone on my ear with buzzing bolly wood music and my hips dancing on the exercise tunes. I was sweating profusely and so was she.

    Do you do yoga? Oh that is too slow for me, was the answer came like a spear head struck to my heart. I smiled and asked her to follow me. We went to quite room and with deep breathing exercises started sun salutations. At number 10 I asked her to relax and she was full of sweat. Wow, can yoga make you sweat like horses, I smiled. Followed by shoulder stand and plough and then the fish pose we further relaxed. And then came my favorite “chakrasan” she was massaged in all the chakras without me touching her any of her body. A brilliance that came out of her is equivalent of lights of 100 suns.

    We packed our bags out for a very heavy breakfast and those light laughers with light body made us dance in the rhyme of life. Now it was time for my passion to blossom and from background I am network marketer. Oh, I don’t want to join any of these kinds of businesses, she said in her deep voice. Honey you don’t even qualify to join our fast moving pace setting team. And she looked at me with her beautiful eyes in somewhat surprise. What is the difference between you and me, basically both are showing a helping hand to people who are strayed away from their dream, I said passionately. What advantage can I take of any body when I am not asking for any money upfront, telling them work with me and I can change their financial makeup and if not, can provide security to their family for lives to come. She said come on; I never heard this notion before. It was my time to smile. I said I have a passion to reach out people, talk to people and help them in the
     need. Can you believe that your cash inflow rather than helping big companies to get into their investment bucket; we want it to be part of a family around, that it, that is the network marketing. Can you believe a $30K a year can bring some many moms choices of coming home, taking care of their kids, sending their kids to reputed schools, helping to never lose a payment on the mortgage or a credit card bills. That is what the network marketing is about and is very rapidly expanding business in the internet arena.

     We talked and talked, we laughed and laughed, we shared and shared on the sips of coffee, on the chocolate chip frap chino, with the crunching of chips.


    A date with passion II

    Sam’s club, Sam Walton’s genius created this club for small businesses and today Sam has created the empire, grander and bigger than “Microsoft”. What a dynasty…with thousands of WALMART across the globe. I met this girl at Sam’s club. This gal, a dusky, bit plumb beauty looked at me and asked with curiosity, pointing out towards my shopping cart, “What would you do with these Mats.” I replied “I jump ropes.” Oh, I too wanted to jump ropes, wanted to lose weight. I smiled, replied, I help a lot of people reduce their weight. She looked at me with intrigued. “Can you help me as well?” She chuckled. Sure, gave my phone number and took hers and she asked a question, what would you do when I call you. I said the first question I would ask is “If you jumped the rope that day”. She smiled.

    And sure enough I got a call from her, next morning when I was jumping my ropes. “Hey, this is Ashley”. I said, “I recognize you, how are you doing?” And we started talking. I said “Ashley, you know what, you have wonderful eyes” and she could read my sincere flirt and said “Thank you”. I said we take care of everything we own, our car, our clothes, our utensils but we always give last preference to our body. Is our body not the only engine that will be with us throughout our journey of life? Then why we don’t care about it and let it go its own way. The belly is out, the bumps are out, the shape is out and life is out. The next question I asked do you know you have a gift if you lose 10 lbs of weight! She was so thrilled and excited. I said call me when you get a “rope” and we would talk. Next day I got the call from her, almost same time and I could feel her breath from the phone, she was jumping ropes.

    Rope became Hope, a way to reduce weight, a way to look up to the life, a way to feel beautiful, and a way to get a date. We met again in a gym; I helped her with some weight loosing exercises so that she doesn’t lose the feminine essence of her body. I asked her what she eats, I asked her what vitamins she takes and I asked her what are her goals to lose weight! She laughed out a loud and said I don’t do all these. I asked her to relax, created her account on my web portal I endorse, did her diet analysis, did her weight analysis and gave her a game plan, how to lose weight gradually and without risking health.

    It was a date with passion where we talked and talked, we laughed and laughed, we shared and shared on the sips of coffee; on the chocolate chip frap chino, with the crunching of chips.

    It’s a journey from I to We…

    जनवरी 1, 2009
    • It’s a journey from I to We…

    Dedicated to “my parents, their life guides me…”

    in a blink of an eye,
    life will vanish like a bubble,
    its a wondrous world,
    we can see through the Hubble,


    Share love, your songs and prayers all along,
    Its a journey from I to We, very long…
    turn foes into friends,light the path till it ends,
    join hands, pave ways, It’s a few words say,

    always smile in the odd,they are exams from the lord,
    learn lesson,keep passion, it’s a mystery play,
    Share joy, your verse and words all along,
    Its a journey from I to We, very long….

    ask “Grace” from the god,have faith in the lord,
    love “Truth” , see within , In the search of the God,
    Share bliss, your rhymes and hymns all along,
    Its a journey from I to We, very long….

    help ever,hurt never, leave bad traits away,
    feed hunger, quench thirster, while going on the way,
    Its a journey from I to We, very long,
    Share love, your songs and prayers all along…..


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