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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Art of NOT living...

Art of not living!

I will read all books I want to....when I have some more time!

I will travel all places I want to...... later some times!

I will meet my old time pals..... Some day!

I will sure relish food I love.....later when relaxed!

I will take days off to do nothing.... when retired!

I want to play like a child.... but stop when think of others around!

I will express my true feelings......to someone someday

Have been waiting for right time, right person, right ambiance, right........

How long will I?

Days and years pass..... Yet I always seem to think,

I have lots of time!

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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.   

Madness again

A bloody day again

How long will this madness go on?

How foolish it is of them

To think that mindless killings will change

Nature of human on earth.

Can it kill

Kindness

Innocence                                           Love

And mercy in people?

                                                             

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And 

how long will world avoid looking where problem is?

Let world unite to say

“An individual’s connection with God (call Him by any name)

Is his private matter

It is up to him how he finds and maintains his connection

No state can have religion

No school can have religion

No place of prayer/meditation can have religion

No funding for religion”

For purpose of religions is lost

Politics of it remains

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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

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.

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

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Farewell

 

It will end,

Leaving within me aroma

Of many hearts who shared

Wishing you fare well

And do share, whenever you can

For my heart is richer now

With impressions you have left

Thank you for everything,

Keep in touch

Words not just said but felt

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OSI Prompt: Farewell

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Circles

It defines

It includes

It attracts likes

It expands

It contracts

All around its center

Your circles define you

Yet you are not your circles

Remain centered

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OSI Prompt : Circles

Permanent

Things change

People change

Seasons change…..

Yet there is a permanent in all

That remains unchanged

That keeps us together, 

In world real or virtual

Books or Blog or FB or G+

What change are medium, style and way of expression

Not its essence

Wherever you are

Whatever you do

We will be connected

In this love we feel

What change is around

Not the center

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OSI Prompt : Change

Not Fragile

Not Fragile

It has seen

My swinging moods

Her brazen ways

Ups and downs of life

Yet strengthen as we grow old,

For it is friendship

Not just relationship!

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OSI Prompt : Fragile

Stone

Stone

Some see me

Some see in me

Value poles apart

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Written for Haiku Heights

Weak?

Driven to edge

By her hope

To be held in love

No complaint against those who pushed

Just sad, they are the ones

She yearned to be held by

Who else could?

With others she is careful

Not candid

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OSO prompt : Weak

Liquid

All she wants is to be treated as

One of them, part of them,

Adjusting with

Husband and in-laws,

Their ways, tastes, values,

Like liquid taking shape of the vessel

Alas she lost her own identity

Often she is made to wonder

If she is a part of them

Or like liquid that can be emptied

.....And replaced?

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OSI Prompt : Liquid

Twilight

It is felt

Fading lights

Fading form

Dissolving slowly

Into nothing, nowhere

Yet 

it is awesomely beautiful

Like a newborn baby!

Soon day will end

To begin again with

Awesome beauty of twilight!

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OSI Prompt : Twilight

God- sent

In gleam of Broadways

All faces bright and smiling

Difficult to say a friend from a foe

Many want to walk along

Share success and

Say what please ears

It takes times in shady back streets

To bring in light

Ones who really care

Shall we say times God sent?

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OSI Prompt :  Broadway

A leaf falls

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.

Live with new one.

Account of each leaf is kept

By time

And presented when existence demand,

Not for you & me to worry.

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OSI Prompt : Moment

Retirement

Retirement

Now, just a tourist

Spotting and enjoying beauty

Whatever, Wherever, Whenever

 Interested in seeing, not seen

Not on the stage but in the audience

Enjoying, not entertaining

……retired from efforts

Of controlling world outside

An attitude not a stage in life 

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OSI Prompt : Retirement

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.

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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?

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Oh Mind!

Oh Mind!

Wishing what is far

Ignoring what is in hand

Always on run

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Haiku Heights Prompt : Wish