Saturday, October 15, 2011

Symphonic


A PATTERN IS
EVEN IF
ASSYMETRICAL
INTRINSICALLY
AN ORDER
IN CHAOS

LIKE VAGABOND
BREEZE
PLAYING UPON
THE RESPONSIVE
STRINGS OF A
CARESS-HUNGRY LEAF
TO EXPLODE
INTO RAPTUROUS FRAGMENTS OF AN
UNFORGETTABLE
SYMPHONY
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Charu wrote:
Bhai,

These are the same accordion leaves that made music when breeze swayed them. Music wafted up through your drawing room windows. 

You wrote about it long before I heard it.

love charu

Sunday, October 09, 2011

koi le jaaye mujhe


chhoti si railgaadi mein parvaton ki baahon mein
baadalon ki chaaon mein
koi le jaaye mujhe

in a toy train
in the mountains' embrace
amid the shadows of clouds
take me there, someone, please take me there

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Update: Anonymous said...
Zaroor le jaayengey.
Aap rail gaadi mein to baitho chal key...


Bhupen said...
Lagata hai ke aap darjeeling ki baat kar rahain hai. Maine to sirf sapano me hi dekha hai.
Pravin said...
Wonderfully dreamy picture which speaks highly of the place as well as the dreamer as well as his skill.
Surprised at the lines in Hindi.
Remember the bollywood song of the 70's:
Gaadi bulaa rahee hai
sitee bajaa rahee hai
chalnaa hi jindagee hai
chaltee hi jaa rahee hai

why is the train a metaphor of "taking away" or as you say "ley jaayege" as in Dilwale Dulhaniya Ley Jaayege, ultimately in the finale the "ley jaayege" happens in a train

I too have a metaphor of the train and ley jaayegey watching the ageing of parents: see
http://pravingandhi.com/Poems/LongDistance.htm