Journaling- An Endeavour to Contemplation!!

एक मोहल्ला मेरा भी है जिसकी नीव ही डर और असुरक्षा है डर, असुरक्षा; हाँ, रिश्ता गहरा है यहाँ  पल-पल अपनी वृत्तियों को  हावी होता देखती हूँ,  उन  बंधनों को तोड़ने के बजाय  उनसे भीतर ही भीतर लड़ बैठती हूँ,  कभी आलस, कभी चिंता कभी ग्लानी तो कभी गुस्सा  कभी बक बक करता हुआ बोलता ये मन, कभी झूठी आशा, तो कभी ख़ुद से वो किये गए सतही सुधार हेतु संकल्प  एक चक्र है जो ये मैरी गो राउंड का झूला जो है ये  प्रतीत होता है, जैसे हवा में झूल  रही हूँ  सच तो ये हैं, इस चक्र में बस जकरी हुई हूँ ||  इस बस्ती में पड़ोसन भी है रिश्ते जो कर्मकाण्ड में मधहोश पड़े हैं, क्या करें क्या न करें.; जो है आधार इनका कृष्ण के ‘कर्ता’ से जो बेहद दूर खड़े हैं, हंसती हूँ खुद पर अज्ञानता ने  शिकार जो किया इसी बस्ती में अपना मोहल्ला  बसाने का चुनाव जो मैंने किया सोचती हूँ , कभी यूँही जब आएगी, वो  आखिरी घड़ी  लूंगी जब मैं अंतिम सांस तो क्या सुकून से आंखे मूंद पाऊँगी? या फिर ये रिश्तेदार, समाज उस वक्त भी सर पर जंजीरें ले खड़े रहेगें ? उस वक्त भी अप...

My life is a set of patterns, A machine it is The stomach growls  asking - ‘It’s time to supply fuel’ And here, comes food The body yawns  And it lies down and farts Alarm bell rings And work reminds me of the deadline and yelling boss Mundane work, with no bigger purpose Still, i run and run in the race Spending my morning and evening time in traffic and rage. Now, I am all exhausted Hunger is no more I fall on the bed and sleep Eat, Work & Sleep That is the pattern, i live A machine I am A false life is all I have Huh!! Look here, look closely Even a machine has so much sense of self ‘I’ is constantly sitting at the centre  And the controller of this life game Afraid, insecure- ‘I’ am Constantly running behind security And collecting whatever this ‘I’ can Building homes, hoarding money,  yearning for name and fame Sometimes, its a wonder, Is this what life all about? Hold on, Hold on A question is raised, But a machine never questions How did this happen? The a...

मैं भावना हूँ: एक प्रवाह, बहती नदी की धार की तरह, इस शरीर में बहती हूँ, प्रकृति की हूँ, प्रकृति में हूँ  तुम जो बूझो मुझको तो प्रकृति के पार जाने का जरिया हूँ  ना समझो, तो माया का: चक्रव्यूह हूँ ||   मैं आज की कोई नई खोज नहीं सदियों पुराना रिश्ता है मेरा, मानव से, तुमसे  जंगलों जितना पुराना, तुम्हें लगता है, ये जो मेरी भावना है,  बड़ी पवित्र और मासूम है, कुछ खट्टी - कुछ मीठी, कुछ किलकारी भरी, तो कुछ आंखों में मोती सा चमकती हुई,  कुछ निर्भरता का जिक्र है, तो कुछ खामोशी में कहीं अनकही बातें। कुछ दूरियों में मिलन की तड़प है, तो कुछ नजदीकियों में जन्म-जन्मान्तर का संग ||   ऐसे ही बनते हैं ना, तुम्हारे सारे रिश्ते ?  ऐसे ही बूनते हो ना, तुम अपनी काल्पनिक कहानियाँ ? ऐसे ही लगता है ना, आज तो कुछ नया हो गया ?  भाव विभोर, हो चले तुम तो।|   हंसी आ रही है मुझे तुमपर, पता है क्यों? तुम इसी "मैं, मेरी भावना" के खेल में फंस चुके हो, मेरी ही माया जाल के गुलाम बन चुके हो |   अब तुम कराहोगे, याद है, वो चिट्ठियों में की गयी बातें? याद है, वो काली चां...

Leonardo AI I came out for a ride Unknown of any destination. A ride among the Crowds of a busy city life, Bathing in a pool of dust & soaking in the shrill Sounds of horns & loud noises. I know not, the road to be taken I know not, where to stop by A ride among the streets Some busy, some quiet. Some- where children running & crying, Some where old school bicycles Quietly stand by… A ride dwelling into ting tong bell of the cycle The ringing of that old song on the radio player And those mesmerizing, Smiling eyes of the lone traveller. A ride in the crowded food street corner, Where crowds rejoicing the evening delights. A ride over the highway Looking up at high in the sky, In search of that whistling sound In search of the sun Hiding behind the clouds. I know not the road to be taken I know not where to stop by Until the discovery of row of trees Swinging with the breeze Here, she comes, the orange butterfly, Fluttering around me as if Welcoming me further down the road ...

Leonardo AI A free spirited child Walking bare-footed on the road Her little toes taking baby steps Her little fingers playing with fallen leaves, She falls & sits with her legs stretched, Relishing the coolness of the earth. Makes squeaky cries & calls the stranger with both her hands Caresses the face of a stray dog With her fingers & sweetness in her heart The dog, devoid of love, looks innocently into her eyes Both sharing the bond of love & friendship in that little time. She plays happily in the arms of her father Shines like a diamond into the eyes of her mother A happy & fearless child Always a free spirited child!!

A tiny little bird Whistling continuously on a distant tree Intrigued by her sound,  I walked & reached the guava tree. Fanning her wings, Jumping from twig to twig Chirping continuously as if calling her friend, I wonder- whom is she searching for? Suddenly, the sun emerges in the sky,  For a moment, I felt  her friend has come shining for her But, she continues with her whistles And after some time, she takes a pause, Finally flies high up in the sky May be she was doing her riyaaz!!  A sketch by my friend

Leonardo AI I came for a solitary walk, When I met a lone pigeon Sitting on a stair of bricks I wonder- is he lonely tonight? Taking a step near to him But afraid of trespassing His privacy I choose to sit at a distant from him. Giving him company & sharing his loneliness I wonder how he could Sit in one posture for such a long time? Or is he meditating with open eyes? Well! I lie down on the floor & start gazing at the stars Twinkling, shimmering, litter stars Over the vast space And I lose myself in them With pigeon on my side!!

Leonardo AI There it is, Deep inside this heart Breathing safely A……. A caged bird….. Bounded by walls of Protection & security. Dying to be set free, But afraid to spread its wings. From the window of its decorated cage, It glances at the sky For hours…in an endless time. Astounded at the beauty of this life, This infinite sky, drenched in colors of sunlight. The zephyr, blowing with the fragrance of red roses, Fountain rising high, watering green grasses. Blue bees humming, leaves whispering its melodies Birds calling its mates, going back to rest. Stars hidden in the clouds, appearing to shine. Oh! How she wonders to be free And be one with this exquisite life And…..and the caged bird suddenly wakes up Only to realize, that she is a caged bird. Bounded by walls of protection & security… For, her time is flying And her wings are slowly & steadily dying!!

The music of joy!!- click by author! Song in the background Music in the soothing wind Leaves whirling in its own rhythm Pigeons hopping & dancing, Showing off its feathers. Kites on a tour to a long flight Women offering jal to plant tulsi, Designing colorful rangolis, Horns honking in the distant road Clouds are dense, moving in the sky Birds singing songs in the morning light Branches waving and swinging Red roses radiating under the blue sky Bells ringing in the temple in praise of Sun God The world bows down to Him seeking light & life And the song in the background plays again. With the rain drops pouring from the sky. Drumming the floor with its drizzles Kids hurrying up in the fields with their paper boat Laughing and jumping Spreading their arms Drenching in rain Cupping their hands for rain water In their small little palms Swaying and waving Jumping and playing Laughing and shouting As if it’s the last moment Giving a message to life around Let’s bathe in joy for it’...

In a sea of thoughts, Shooting moment after moment Old memories flooding in Fading & dying Just like green leaves turning Golden brown, withering, falling off & dying. Shallow breaths Short & Quick steps The search is endless For, it knows not The longing of this emptiness Oh! Suddenly, in the dark hours of night This chirrup, the calling of a bird I look up at the sky But in vain & This emptiness prevails. Hence, a bare footed walk, A small, solitary & a drowsy walk To my surprise, There she is Sitting over the roof Of a brick wall, She tries to fly, But in vain, I wonder- is she afraid? Afraid of these dark hours Or may be…. Afraid of being alone In her journey back home This deep longing in her eyes Who knows, whom she is waiting for? What secret is she hiding inside? Keeping aside all these wonders, We sit at a distant with each other Sharing our fears, our emptiness In the dark hours of silent night And bathing in the light of full moon light Her longing eyes t...

A random click   Scattered white clouds in the light blue sky Drenched with the orange streaks of sunset Drizzles and the light breeze, Flowers- blue, red, pink, yellow & green Blooming in the garden on the road side With rain drops shining like pearls on green grass. Light green leaves swaying rhythmically The evening is shimmering brightly Brown bees buzzing around bilva leaves Painting the tree with her own glees Fireflies humming around, Dove savoring the beautiful sunset Green, red & yellow bangles Jingling on wristlet. Orange & yellow petals of marigold Spread all over the temple floor, With diyas, lighting up the night In a bright yellow glow. A sudden rainfall, Drumming the ground Painting the soil with life & greenery And this petrichor Filling empty hearts with its Own hues of flattery. Well! The world outside Painted in varied colours Colours of rain, Colours of sunset, Colours of smell, Colours of brightness Colours, Colours, these Lovely, bright & s...

  Generated from Leonardo AI This morning, the sun lighted up, with intense joy Its rays giving energy, to a flock of birds doing their riyaaz, Singing & chirping unanimously Sitting on the branches, shaded by leaves. My eyes fixed on the tree, with a heart longing To witness those little chirping birds. Moments later, they give rest to their throat In a hurry, come out together and fly in the garden My eyes blink & face kindles  To discover a new species of a bird Having a pink belly & breast with a brown cover. This sheemal tree at the centre of the ground With its long, high headed branches with several twist & turn Looks like water ride in an adventure island Where the squirrel taking a joyful ride in its Sloping branches, twisting with the turns and jumping from branches to branches playing whistles , expressing her exhilaration Creatively carving the woods to build her bed where She rests like a queen in her own wooden palace Today, the sky is bathin...

I catch my breath & close my eyes, Travel back in time, I travel with the wind of spring Into the land of new born Only to meet you, And , be amazed at the beauty of curiosity That shines in your eyes Smiling out there, untouched. That makes me smile. Ripples & the thunder Rain & the petrichor Leaves shivering,  falling upon the green wet grass And, there you are Jumping & walking & embracing your feet with the coolness of wet grass. Fallen rose petals Shining sunflowers Bees humming And you flying  with your arms stretched out high. The lunch bell during noon time Where you run to the fields Waiting eagerly for the flying kite-to pass by Only to relish the take away of the chapatis placed near by your side. The splash of water and the swift movement of the fish Orange and red, black and yellow Exhaling little bubbles,  you swim along with her, in her world Freely and all with ease. Flower plumeria all over the bare ground Shining like white dew d...