Showing posts with label Heart says.... Show all posts
Showing posts with label Heart says.... Show all posts

Sunday, April 8, 2018

You are here.......





(Picture from internet, source not known)


As
 Lines of a pencil
And strokes of a brush,
In
Happy humming
Or
Tears
He may shade painting,

Painting
feelings 
……..To reach you

Yes
You are here
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Tuesday, June 7, 2016

Come Soon....a call


Space where
I am not sleeping
Yet not awake, though aware
In the wonderland
With wings on
Gliding slowly
Far above grounds of reality
Far bellow hollows of dreams
Waiting for you,
Here is where I will be found

Space where
No gravity applies
No pain exist
No efforts needed,
Here is where I will be found,
Waiting for you
Always

Come soon
My friend
--

Saturday, May 28, 2016

Reflections



Overwhelmed by events,
Reacting
And
Whirl of cause and effects follow

....... Pause
To reflect

And deep within a voice
Heard

“Let go...
 Love is to surrender”

Easy comes
reflections in nature.



























Acrylic colors on canvas.
Size of Canvas:  18" x 15"

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Monday, December 28, 2015

Not everything change


Holding your hand
Carrying a bag heavy with your stuff
Taking to doctors
Waiting for hours
Is as adoring as
Taking you for a fine dinner, my friend!


Each new stage of life
New role played
Yet same old feelings!
Same, always!

What change is on periphery
Centre remains unaffected.   

Thursday, July 2, 2015

A Leaf



A leaf falls.

Was it blown away by wind?
Or was tired of the tree?
Or tired of holding on?
Or was tree tired of it?
Or was wind and earth more alluring?

Does it matter?

A leaf falls.
A moment passed.
New leaf will fill the space

 A heart felt pain
 A moment passed
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Written for " A Prompt each Day"
Prompt : LEAF

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Real Hero, Ravindra Patil.


Real Hero
Ravindra Patil




Once a young boy from Satara
Well built, joins police force
And gets trained as a commando,

Found good to be posted to guard a high profile film star.

Fulfilling his role as a commando,
as a police man,
as a good citizen
Rushed to police station on that dreadful night of Sept 28, 2002
When car of the star he was escorting
Ran over some people sleeping on a footpath,
He told what he witnessed,
Filed an FIR
Stood on his ground
A good commando he was



Department he worked in found him liability
Friends deserted,
Media ignored
Was brought to street
Reduced to a skeleton weighing about 30 kg



He died on Dec’23 2007

Salute to him.


A good commando he was.

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Note : Star was tried in court of law and found guilty. He was sentenced five years of imprisonment. Judgment was announced yesterday 06.May 2015. Trial lasted for thirteen years.

Mumbai India.


Friday, March 6, 2015

Color of LOVE



Blues of past
Violate Pink of heart
Colors of life



Festival of colors, HOLI
A chance to
 shade blues


Sprinkle and brush
Pink all over
In and out

--

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Kinley 2014 TVC



Dil Ki Baat

 Telling the truth is easy. If to clean your room is easy, to keep your desk/table clean is easy, to keep your mobile contact list and your computer desktop neat is easy. It is a habit. To do otherwise will make you feel uneasy, feeling of dirty within.

 It was one such feeling I was harbouring since few days. It was a feeling of being dirty within. I knew I need to clean it. Will confession do? I am not a Christian but I can do it in front of my Krishna deity. And I tried it. Oh, I found him laughing at me. “You can fool others; you may even fool yourself, but me? Forget it”

I knew It will have to be true cleaning to get rid of this feeling of dirty within. Telling truth is not just telling it to anybody, anywhere. It is telling one to whom it matters. And in a way that adds to love and not hurt. If it hurts, it is not truth. For truth never hurt. So when I finally let it out, it was with tears freely flowing down from my eyes. It was melting of my ego.

 Why did I not tell him that I was going without him to Mansarovar yatra? I thought he was not fit enough and will not be able to go through rigorous and demanding tour schedule. He may not be able to withstand cold and thin air with less oxygen at height. I thought he may not be able to walk on mountain track. I thought it will take away lots of my time to be with him, taking care of him and being with him, trailing behind others and will miss most of thrill and fun of the tour. But I could not tell him this.

 We had often thought and planned together, to go to Mansarovar yatra. We planned it every year since last many years. But for one reason or other could not make it. Years passed. Time took its toll. My friend developed knee pain and it got worse. He is now not able to walk fast and climb up the track as he used to. Though we walk daily in the garden and share all that two close friends will, I did not have heart to tell him that I will go for Mansarovar yatra without him. I felt it will hurt him. I felt he will think I consider him a liability or he may ask me to postpone it till he gets better.

 Fact is I was too weak to tell him that he was not fit in a way that doesn't hurt him so I avoided telling him altogether. Now having booked myself for the tour I cannot bear thought as to what will my friend feel?

 When I began telling him that booking for Mansarovar yatra has started for this year and I plan to go, he put his hand on mine and asked me that I must book it only for myself and he will not come as he was not fit. With tears rolling down I told him I had already booked one seat for myself. I was coward not to tell him that he was not fit. I am sorry. He hugged me, tears rolling down his cheeks also.

 His words “Truth dil ki baat hai, dimaag ki nahi” will always be guiding me when I am reluctant to say truth that may hurt.



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Thursday, October 9, 2014

Raas Lila


Silence creates the space
Separating mind from heart
And heart from soul

In deep silence
Soul often reveals
Secret of universe to heart
In a language unknown to mind
Heart can only pass it to
Another heart, also
In silence

Two hearts communicate
Play, dance
Celebrate.....

As long as in silence.


Acrylic colours on white drawing paper (21"x15") by Harshad. 


Sunday, July 14, 2013

My Friend


 Wrinkles on her face
Reveal her age
Not how lively is she


Know her well and
Get inspired to live
Again and again

--
OSI Prompt : Wrinkles

Monday, March 18, 2013

What hurts?


Right and wrong
Game mind plays
Argues for one or another as it suits

Casualty is Truth

Truth hurts no one
It includes
voice of mind
Beats of heart
Cravings and desires
Fragrance in air
Fear of running deer
Instinct of chasing tiger
Poison of cobra
Honey in womb of flowers
Dry desert
Swelling rivers
You and me and her and all

What hurts is not truth.
Truth heals
Truth understands

Hell with laws and rules
Logic and arguments
Drop that clutter
Listen to the song of your heart
Dance to that tune
Be closer to truth

--
OSI Prompt : Clandestine 

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Clandestine?


She inquires
I deviate, uneasily.

She doesn’t know
I will not tell her
Intention is not to hurt her

For I love her

Still why it happens?
I wonder, lost in the world away
I do not have all answers
For who can claim to know the whole truth?

‘Don’t bother, take it easy’
Her casual remark, stroking my hair,
Brings me back to present

It takes us both closer to God
Closer to Truth

She certainly loves me more

--
OSI Prompt : Clandestine

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Strength


Heart bleeds red
Yet smile on face
Hiding pain

Love not just a reason
It is strength
Holds both, smile and pain

--
OSI Prompt: Heart
Haiku Heights Prompt: RED

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Just a walk



I am here to walk some distance
To spot and enjoy beauty around
In places, in people,
In tales, in talks
In gardens, in jungle
In rain, in bathroom showers
In city roads and mountain tracks,

Magic I seek
To put smile on my lips
A song of love in my heart
Dance in my deeds and
Fragrance of friendship in air
For some distance I walk here

I am here to walk some distance
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Sunday, February 3, 2013

Charisma


 Charisma

Those eyes
Lock with mine for a few moments
A spark is ignited
Spellbound, I look back
Till she turns around the corner

This happened when I was in teens
Yet
Captivated I feel now
As glimpse of those eyes pass through mind
And I relive 
Those moments a little

--

OSI Prompt : Charisma

Monday, December 24, 2012

Pray for me


Just late evening, not yet deep into night
Returning home with a friend,
Offered empty seats in a passing private bus
And we felt lucky!
For public transport is a painful wait

Oh, it was a trap!
Doors of the bus locked
And objection to lewd remarks by goons
Met with third degree violence
My friend beaten unconscious
And me?
Sex hungry wolves
Raped and tore me apart
Like a piece of rag

Was taken for a ride to hell

Though hell I was thrown in
By few goons, mercifully
Goons do not make the world

World is made by millions, like those
Who pray for me,
Some even facing batons of police!

Life is fighting against evil
Life is caring for virtuous
Life is beautiful

I want to live Ma!
I want to live!

Pray for me.

--

Mind grieves
Heart in anguish
I father of two daughters
Join millions of my countryman
in prayers for her recovery
yet
cannot but wonder
what has become of us?
When will this dark era come to end?
When will sun rise
And we see civilized world?

-

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Mind & Heart





Even pain of yearning is sweet
How will it be to dissolve
And be one with you?







Yet

Scared of unknown
Mind do not let go

Pray for me

--
OSI Prompt : Yearn

Sunday, September 30, 2012

A call



A call

As usual, 
alone 
at regular place for evening walk

It is Twilight of evening
Cool breeze
Golden light

Couples strolling
Friends together talking, laughing, walking….

Birds chirping
I believe it is a call to return

So beautiful, I thought

My hand reaches for mobile
To call you

I want you to hear
Chirping

--
OSI Prompt: Absent

Monday, August 13, 2012

Bathing


Bathing

Lies, made up stories, bullying....
Attitude so disgusting,
I exited, deciding not to counter
Leaving room for better sense to prevail.

Feeling dirty within
I felt like taking a dip in the holy Ganges

Just then it rained
I looked up, smile passing my face.

HE has ways to take care!

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OSI Prompt: Bathing

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Ways of Heart


Mind gives many reasons
And will find many more
For me to stay away from you

But

Heart has only one,
More powerful
Compelling and true;
A place in my heart belongs to you
I care for you

I am coming.

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OSI Prompt: Shortcut