Unthoughtful

Would certainly wished for
Times to have slowed down
Amidst the hide and seek
Of wavering thoughts

The castles that were
Built in the air 
Would one day collapse

Quick judgments
On tip of the iceberg
Would never take you 
To its base

Still waters would not have known
The depth of its own
Until few stones were thrown

Shallow superficiality
Is not known for its guarantee
Of authenticity

*** Composed by Vinit Desai ***

This Is Just Going To Hurt A Little Bit 🦷

One thing I like less than most things is sitting in a dentist chair with
my mouth wide open.
And that I will never have to do it again is a hope that I am against hope hopen

Because some tortures are physical and some are mental,
But the one that is both is dental
It is hard to be self-possessed
With your jaw digging into your chest

So hard to retain your calm
When your fingernails are making serious alterations in your life line
or love line or some other important line in your palm

So hard to give your usual effect of cheery benignity
When you know your position is one of the two or three in life
most lacking in dignity

And your mouth is like a section of road that is being worked on.
And it is all cluttered up with stone crushers and concrete mixers and
drills and steam rollers and there isn’t a nerve in your head that
you aren’t being irked on

Oh, some people are unfortunate enough to be strung up by thumbs
And others have things done to their gums,
And your teeth are supposed to be being polished,
But you have reason to believe they are being demolished
And the circumstance that adds most to your terror
Is that it’s all done with a mirror,
Because the dentist may be a bear, or as the Romans used to say, only
they were referring to a feminine bear when they said it, an ursa,
But all the same how can you be sure when he takes his crowbar in one
hand and mirror in the other he won’t get mixed up, the way you
do when you try to tie a bow tie with the aid of a mirror, and forget
that left is right and vice versa?

And then at last he says That will be all; but it isn’t because he then
coats your mouth from cellar to roof
With something that I suspect is generally used to put a shine on a
horse’s hoof

And you totter to your feet and think
Well it’s all over now and after
all it was only this once
And he says come back in three monce
And this, O Fate, is I think the most vicious circle that thou ever sentest,
That Man has to go continually to the dentist to keep his teeth in good
condition when the chief reason he wants his teeth in good condition
is so that he won’t have to go to the dentist

_*** Composed by Ogden Nash _***

You made your mind

You made your mind
Mine ?
Mine, Just took some time
Then,
You took your time 
Leaving behind
The said and unsaid
You
Didn't mind
To unwind 
The little tangles
In the colonies
Of cobwebs, left undusted 
In an indefinite time
You made your mind
And
Took a chance
To see
Our impulses
Of joy
Unconfined

*** Composed by Vinit Desai ***

Happy New Year 2022

Another year has passed
With a blink of an eye

The challenging times of pandemic 
We have managed to survive

With each day
That passes by

I can only feel nothing
But grateful

For this gift
Called life

Its greatness
And simplicity

As we continue
To fight this battle

Wishes and prayers
Happy New Year 2022 to one and all

*** Composed by Vinit Desai ***

What has changed

I keep asking myself
What has changed?
What am I missing on? 
Well...Was it not the same?

Maybe, 
A quiet touch of musings
Pondering over the vast ocean of thoughts
Glad that it happened, that I took the first step

What could be more worse than this?
Where is the charm?

Cheer up, dear
Don't be so hard on self
Reflect on with others

Know
Just that
Time has changed
So, shall we
All

*** Composed by Vinit Desai ***

Waiting

The song I came to sing
remains unsung to this day
I have spent my days in stringing
and in unstringing my instrument

The time has not come true,
the words have not been rightly set
only there is the agony
of wishing in my heart

I have not seen his face,
nor have I listened to his voice
only I have heard his gentle footsteps
from the road before my house

But the lamp has not been lit
and I cannot ask him into my house
I live in the hope of meeting with him
but this meeting is not yet

*** Composed by Rabindranath Tagore***

Worst Day Ever

This poem is composed by Chanie Gorkin, is no ordinary poem. Read it, to know it 😉 🙂

Today was the absolute worst day ever
And don’t try to convince me that
There’s something good in every day
Because, when you take a closer look,
This world is a pretty evil place.
Even if
Some goodness does shine through once in a while
Satisfaction and happiness don’t last.
And it’s not true that
It’s all in the mind and heart
Because
True happiness can be attained
Only if one’s surroundings are good
It’s not true that good exists
I’m sure you can agree that
The reality
Creates
My attitude
It’s all beyond my control
And you’ll never in a million years hear me say
Today was a very good day

Now read it from bottom to top, the other way,
And see what I really feel about my day 🙂

कधीतरी वेडयागत वागायला हवे

कधीतरी वेडयागत वागायला हवे
उगाचच रात्रभर जागायला हवे
सुखासीन जगण्याची झाली जळमटे
जगणेच सारे पुरे झाडायला हवे…..कधीतरी वेडयागत वागायला हवे ॥१॥

गारठयात फेकुनिया शाल, कानटोपी
कधीतरी थंडीला वाजायला हवे
छोटे मोठे दिवे फुंकरीने मालवुन
कधीतरी सुर्यावर जळायला हवे…..कधीतरी वेडयागत वागायला हवे ॥२॥

भांडयावर भांडे कधी भिडायला हवे
उगाचच सखीवर चिडायला हवे
मुखातून तिच्यावर पाखडत आग
एकीकडे प्रेमगीत लिहायला हवे…..कधीतरी वेडयागत वागायला हवे ॥३॥

विळीपरी कधी एक चंद्र कोर घ्यावी
हिरवीशी स्वप्ने धारे धारेने चिरावी
कोर कोर चंद्र चंद्र हरता हरता
मनातून पुर्णबिंब तगायला हवे…..कधीतरी वेडयागत वागायला हवे ॥४॥

कधी राति लावुनिया नयनांचे दिवे
पुस्तकाला काहीतरी वाचायला द्यावे
शोधुनिया प्राणातले दुमडले पान
मग त्याने आपल्याला चाळायला हवे…..कधीतरी वेडयागत वागायला हवे ॥५॥

स्वतःला विकून काय घेशील विकत?
खरी खरी सुखे राजा मिळती फुकट
हापापून बाजारत मागशील किती?
स्वतःतच नवे काही शोधायला हवे…..कधीतरी वेडयागत वागायला हवे ॥६॥

तेच तेच पाणी आणि तिच तिच हवा
आणि तुला बदलही कशासाठी हवा?
जुनेच अजून आहे रियाजावाचून
गिळलेले आधी सारे पचायला हवे…..कधीतरी वेडयागत वागायला हवे ॥७॥

नको बघू पाठीमागे येईल कलून
कितीतरी करायचे गेले राहून
नको करू त्रागा असा उद्याच्या दारात
स्वतःलाही कधी माफ करायला हवे…..कधीतरी वेडयागत वागायला हवे ॥८॥

-संदीप खरे

मन मंदिरा… तेजाने Oh the temple of mind… enlight

मन मंदिरा… तेजाने उजळून घेई साधका

Oh the temple of mind… enlight the seeker with the divinity of radiance

संवेदना… संवादे सहवेदना… जपताना

Being empathetic and compassionate in this discourse

तळहाताच्या रेषांनी सहज सुखा का भोगी कुणी?

Does anyone procure spontaneous happiness according to lines of one’s palms?

स्वयंप्रकाशी तू तारा… चैतन्याचा गाभारा

A self-illuminating star, you are… resembling exuberance filled in the inner temple

भर पंखातून स्वप्न उद्याचे झेप घे रे पाखरा

Oh little bird, fill the wings with the dreams of tomorrow and take a high flight

Invictus

Invictus means undefeated. A poem written by British poet, William Ernest Henley about how a human spirit overcomes challenges in the face of adversity. There is a movie titled Invictus(wherein, this poem is recited masterfully) that narrates the true story of how a great leader like Nelson Mandela joined forces with the captain of South Africa’s rugby team, to help unite their country and won the world cup.

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.