Respected Brother
Sadar Charan Sparsh
A complete appraisal of te situation at hand.. a reflection of what you have been through all this while ever since your return.. a contemplation of your inner thoughts to be what you wish and for some reasons not able to deliver.. a post that summarises the state of mind in no uncertain terms..
I see that the post tries to address many such issues.. the reconnect.. the schedule on return from Singapore.. the attention that family and business deserves.. the thought of being able to think about the future of the industry amidst all this and above all the intense desire t accomplish what has not been possible..
I would rather hesitate to advise you.. still being a member of the FmXt.. being an almost continuous source of comments over here.. and also being one of the great admirers of your achievements.. I Abhaya Sharma.. feels that what has been made possible by you on the blog.. the kind of attachment and association that you have developed with us.. you do not have to prove us a point or two.. be assured that in the kind of extensively busy schedule and issues to attend you have been more than adequate in being with us for great amount of time.. your dedication to the blog and the people over here does not need any certification.. if that be the right word.. I know it is not.. you are not here to seek rewards and recognition.. you are not here by force.. you are also not here to get yourself amused and be appraised.. you are here brother for that bond.. oh no.. not the chemical bond.. you are here because of the love hat you have received from us over the years.. you are here for the constant and continuous creativity that has been reflected largely on your part and in smaller denominations from us too.. you are here as it is a breathing point for you.. you are here as one needs to feed oneself to get the physical energy.. you need us would be incorrect that we need you and you oblige is nearly perfect..
S bhaai.. take your own time management skills to deliver as and when is possible.. I for ne has never been an enthusiast for the yellow bands.. same may not be true for several others and expectation to hear something personal from you becomes something to cherish as a reward for the association wit the blog.. if you permit me.. the people who had been writing here do wish that a reconnect is possible atleast in words though they would have expected a physical union with you.. oh! don't misunderstand me with the words.. a union always does not mean t be between the two opposite sex.. that I call as lust and not the love.. love for me would mean that you have us in your thought think of us as a part of the family, of a group.. of a band of brotherhood..
May I thus conclude this post.. I do not how far I have been able to reassure you with our expectations.. with your dedication and determination.. yet it would be incomplete if I do not suggest you to not take the 838485 route again.. and yes brother.. I may not feel envious of Rochelle or a Daisy M yet I would say that there are far too many who contribute here more significantly.. if you do mention their names in your posts it does hurt to see tha others are not able to find such a place.. mai apni baat to kar hi nahi raha.. mai kisi aur ka naam bhi nahi le raha.. mai yah bhi nahi kah raha ki aap baaki logon ka naam lo.. kyonki yah sambhav hi nai hai.. you should abstain from including the names of any people i the posts and let that be a uniform policy for all with no exceptions.. aap kah rahe hoge kaisi behudi baat karate ho.. mai kiske liye likhun ya kiske liye nahi likhun yah bataane ka haq tumko kab aur kisane de diya..aap jo bhi samajhe.. mera matlab kisi ki tarafdaari se katai nahi hai.. ek baat jahan mein aai aur maine aap se kah dee.. yah to aap par hi nirbhar karta hai ki aap use kis sense mei treat karte hai.. gile-shikwe jaisa ismein kuchh hai nahi aur aapse kabhi koi gila nahi.. aur shayad kabhi ho bhi na.. mai jaanta hoon ki aapne aisa mauka na kabhi diya hai.. na bhavishya mei aap kabhi doge.. yahi to aapki ek bahut badi khoobi hai..
A purely affectionate
Abhaya Sharma
October 9 2009
PS kabhi kabhi mere dil mei khayaal aata hai.. the nazm was the most beautifully rendered by you in the movie.. and we also know that you have a good recitation powers as well.. then could I suggest that you find some time to render such Nazms and poetry more often.. not for just earning more money.. yet for providing us with an additional source of inspiration.. The way Madhushala has immortalised Dr. Bachchan.. let its rendition or rendition of some other great poets works be a part of some sort of compilation from you in your own highly affluent voice.. bhaai.. mazaa aa jayega.. isase badhakar koi bhi return gift hum logo ko aapse nahi chahiye..
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Yun Teri Rahaguzar Se Divanavar गुज़रे
यूँ तेरी रहगुज़र से दीवानावार गुज़रे
यूँ तेरी रहगुज़र से दीवानावार गुज़रे
कांधे पे अपने रख के अपना मजार गुज़रे
बैठे रहे हैं रस्ते में दिल का खंडहर सजा कर
शायद इसी तरफ़ से एक दिन बहार गुज़रे
बहती हुई ये नदिया घुलते हुए किनारे
कोई तो पार उतरे कोई तो पार गुज़रे
तू ने भी हम को देखा हमने भी तुझको देखा
तू दिल ही हार गुज़ारा हम जान हार गुज़रे
मीना कुमारी नाज़
यूँ तेरी रहगुज़र से दीवानावार गुज़रे
कांधे पे अपने रख के अपना मजार गुज़रे
बैठे रहे हैं रस्ते में दिल का खंडहर सजा कर
शायद इसी तरफ़ से एक दिन बहार गुज़रे
बहती हुई ये नदिया घुलते हुए किनारे
कोई तो पार उतरे कोई तो पार गुज़रे
तू ने भी हम को देखा हमने भी तुझको देखा
तू दिल ही हार गुज़ारा हम जान हार गुज़रे
मीना कुमारी नाज़
Puchhate Ho To Suno Kaise Basar Hoti hai
पूछते हो तो सुनो कैसे बसर होती है
पूछते हो तो सुनो कैसे बसर होती है
रात खैरात की सदके की सहर होती है
साँस भरने को तो जीना नहीं कहते या रब
दिल ही दुखता है न अब आस्तीन तर होती है
जैसे जगी हुई आँखों मैं चुभें कांच के ख्वाब
रात इस तरह दीवानों की बसर होती है
गम ही दुश्मन है मेरा गम ही को दिल ढूँढता है
एक लम्हे की जुदाई भी अगर होती है
एक मरकज़ की तलाश एक भटकती खुशबु
कभी मंजिल कभी तम्हीद-ऐ-सफर होती है
मीना कुमारी नाज़
पूछते हो तो सुनो कैसे बसर होती है
रात खैरात की सदके की सहर होती है
साँस भरने को तो जीना नहीं कहते या रब
दिल ही दुखता है न अब आस्तीन तर होती है
जैसे जगी हुई आँखों मैं चुभें कांच के ख्वाब
रात इस तरह दीवानों की बसर होती है
गम ही दुश्मन है मेरा गम ही को दिल ढूँढता है
एक लम्हे की जुदाई भी अगर होती है
एक मरकज़ की तलाश एक भटकती खुशबु
कभी मंजिल कभी तम्हीद-ऐ-सफर होती है
मीना कुमारी नाज़
Thursday, September 24, 2009
The Question of the God and Belief
Dear Rochelle
I would have loved to know why someone like Shobhit Kaushal despite all his talent and utility had to depart from this world sooner than he should have .. and Gisele has not come to terms of her own severe loss in the form of deat of Patrick.. I know she can never ever get him back.. however hard we try..
Anyway the original post has been included here to pay respect to the dear Shobhit Kaushal.. He lives even after his death..
.......
Respected Brother
Sadar Charan Sparsh
I return immediately after serving the baasi post.. like baasi eid.. yet I know there is no harm.. this post was wrietten in th very-very late hours and some people like me.. who do not return to previous day.. nothing wrong in that.. beeti tahi bisaar de aage ki sudhi leya.. The imperative here is not for seeking their approval.. the implementation was for more f them to know me little better.. to know me with all my limtations.. to understand that I have no one reason to remember few and forget the new.. to be able to give an assurance to you that you still indeed are the central character of this blog.. that it is because of my love for you that I too have got some love from not alone you but hunfreds of the ones who are just like me..
I think and strongly feel that your blog is more of a temple or a mosque or even a church where we all go with some faith on our mind.. with some ways to express ourselves unto you as we would have probably done to some we think of as God..
Now Rochelle, even if god does not exist.. I would still look for him.. I would still go some distance in search of him.. no, no not to just pray and seek his blessings alone.. I need to thank him for inspiration to write here on this blog.. to be able to express thanks to all his creations in me and you and the loving human beings that are coming here too..
Even if God does not exist.. I do not mind to believe in him.. for simple belief in him raises the love factor in me.. the belief in him drives me forward to be a better human being.. the same belief helps me in treating myself and others with little more dignity.. we may or may not hae been his creations.. despite being a scientist I still can not answer some vwery fundamental questions where did we all come from.. whether a man or a woman emerged on this beautiful earth.. whether it was the hen or was it the egg that really came first.. whether we all came in our original shapes or we were evolutionary burst..like they say that we are the descendants of the monkeys.. is there any input that could go and prove it.. prove how really life came to earth.. water they say was a molecule of life.. and so did they find it on the moon’s surface yesterday.. why on moon no life existed.. what went where when big bang drifted.. no my dear friend.. I am not here to argue or try convert you.. that would be the last thing that Abhay would ever do..
I know you have faith.. even if you express it other way.. the moment you act in a certain way and not otherwise atleast I know that you have faith in being human and t live like humans.. yet many a greats commit some silly mistakes..Everybody knows that life is short.. and we do not know if get it once more.. still we talk of rebirths and the sort.. oh! what unnecessary argument I have got into with someone I really love.. no, there is no condition in my mnd that I shall love only those who love me.. that is should talk of only those who talk of me.. I know I can not reply to everyone I love.. so I tell my God to tell them such (the english as well as hindi such)..
Bhaai, if I have been unkind, unfair or unpleasnt to anyone I know I am a simple human being first.. like all others I too have my own share of bad and or even good luck.. what constitutes luck.. why we all have different fate.. why are some born as cats and some are born to love the cats.. Daisy M is smiling she has recently adopted the big cat her dream.. and that she thinks that it is the tiger in you.. (sorry.. sorry.. for going into the secret desires of others..).. why do we desire anyone eh.. and why do we desire different things too.. Will it be ever possible for a man to know what is good for one may be bad for some.. They say one man’s meat is another man’s poison.. or some such things..
I know Rochelle is fuming over me.. for my bullish remarks.. dear it is not directed unto you.. I was just talking to my ownself rather than anyone of you..
Yeah! I realise it has not come good.. we should not ask questions which we can not answer.. we should not raise doubts that can never be cleared.. we should simply survive and continue to live the way we have been living this life.. no attachments.. no affection.. no passions.. and definitely no obsessions for anything we like..
I come to an abrupt end.. yet I shall not deprive the ones who love music and love it too well.. they are right.. music is really a thing to love..
Mian pyaar ka raahi hoon
I return immediately after serving the baasi post.. like baasi eid.. yet I know there is no harm.. this post was wrietten in th very-very late hours and some people like me.. who do not return to previous day.. nothing wrong in that.. beeti tahi bisaar de aage ki sudhi leya.. The imperative here is not for seeking their approval.. the implementation was for more f them to know me little better.. to know me with all my limtations.. to understand that I have no one reason to remember few and forget the new.. to be able to give an assurance to you that you still indeed are the central character of this blog.. that it is because of my love for you that I too have got some love from not alone you but hunfreds of the ones who are just like me..
I think and strongly feel that your blog is more of a temple or a mosque or even a church where we all go with some faith on our mind.. with some ways to express ourselves unto you as we would have probably done to some we think of as God..
Now Rochelle, even if god does not exist.. I would still look for him.. I would still go some distance in search of him.. no, no not to just pray and seek his blessings alone.. I need to thank him for inspiration to write here on this blog.. to be able to express thanks to all his creations in me and you and the loving human beings that are coming here too..
Even if God does not exist.. I do not mind to believe in him.. for simple belief in him raises the love factor in me.. the belief in him drives me forward to be a better human being.. the same belief helps me in treating myself and others with little more dignity.. we may or may not hae been his creations.. despite being a scientist I still can not answer some vwery fundamental questions where did we all come from.. whether a man or a woman emerged on this beautiful earth.. whether it was the hen or was it the egg that really came first.. whether we all came in our original shapes or we were evolutionary burst..like they say that we are the descendants of the monkeys.. is there any input that could go and prove it.. prove how really life came to earth.. water they say was a molecule of life.. and so did they find it on the moon’s surface yesterday.. why on moon no life existed.. what went where when big bang drifted.. no my dear friend.. I am not here to argue or try convert you.. that would be the last thing that Abhay would ever do..
I know you have faith.. even if you express it other way.. the moment you act in a certain way and not otherwise atleast I know that you have faith in being human and t live like humans.. yet many a greats commit some silly mistakes..Everybody knows that life is short.. and we do not know if get it once more.. still we talk of rebirths and the sort.. oh! what unnecessary argument I have got into with someone I really love.. no, there is no condition in my mnd that I shall love only those who love me.. that is should talk of only those who talk of me.. I know I can not reply to everyone I love.. so I tell my God to tell them such (the english as well as hindi such)..
Bhaai, if I have been unkind, unfair or unpleasnt to anyone I know I am a simple human being first.. like all others I too have my own share of bad and or even good luck.. what constitutes luck.. why we all have different fate.. why are some born as cats and some are born to love the cats.. Daisy M is smiling she has recently adopted the big cat her dream.. and that she thinks that it is the tiger in you.. (sorry.. sorry.. for going into the secret desires of others..).. why do we desire anyone eh.. and why do we desire different things too.. Will it be ever possible for a man to know what is good for one may be bad for some.. They say one man’s meat is another man’s poison.. or some such things..
I know Rochelle is fuming over me.. for my bullish remarks.. dear it is not directed unto you.. I was just talking to my ownself rather than anyone of you..
Yeah! I realise it has not come good.. we should not ask questions which we can not answer.. we should not raise doubts that can never be cleared.. we should simply survive and continue to live the way we have been living this life.. no attachments.. no affection.. no passions.. and definitely no obsessions for anything we like..
I come to an abrupt end.. yet I shall not deprive the ones who love music and love it too well.. they are right.. music is really a thing to love..
Mian pyaar ka raahi hoon
teri julf ke saaye mein
kuchh der thahar jaaoon
..
Tum ek musafir ho
Tum ek musafir ho
kab chhoD ke chal doge
yeh soch ke ghabaraoon..
Mai pyaar ka raahi hoon..
Mai pyaar ka raahi hoon..
Sorry folks I could not get a link to this original song on youtube.. here is a link for it.. it just shows Rafi and Asha.. that is good enough for people like me.. who love the song than its picturisation..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YSB0KrXLdN4&feature=fvw
( Dedicating to my friend Rochelle.. (who writes here a lot) and Gisele Barbosa.. (who never writes here..) I know they would not understand.. why!! they don’t know Hindi..)
Love as usualAbhaya Sharma September 25 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Dedicating this song to Bright Shobhit Kaushal!
I know he lived for others.. and probably he died for others t show guts even in his appraoching death.. I particularly went to see his exhibtion.. and it was intensely passionate work.. I Did want to sing this song to you passionately when he was alive.. for he lived this song well.. I know that without having met him even once..
Manna De song for my Dost-Didi (Kashmira Di) and rest of the blog friends too.. Brother aap bhi sun sakate ho.. I could not find the link with picturised version of the song..
Apne liye jiye to kya jiyee-dil tu jee zamaane ke liye..bujhate diye jalaane ke liyetu jee e-dil zamaane ke liye..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CS_78do6Lzs&feature=player_embedded#t=40
and in essence it just says..
what use is it to just live for one’s own selfoh! my heart just live for the rest of the world
Love this song.. no, singing Manna Dey is much more diffciult for me.. than singing a Mukesh Ji’s or Kishore da’s song..
Abhaya
If we can light a small candle, hold a gentle flower, whisper an affection towards the other, what a wonderful world we could create.
Wonderful Brother! Wonderful thoughts !! and Wonderful Expectations !!!
I need to touch your feet and seek blessings that I too am able to imbibe some of tese wonderful feelings into my existence.. I seek thy blessings that many others are able to look at the world that you do.. that we could only bring some harmony in our surroundings.. that we could extend brotherhood in a sense of belonging to this world.. as a matter of fact this shall in no uncertain terms give peace a chance to prevail amongst us amongst our races, amongst different cultures and religions and pave the path for a beautiful existence in simple yet strong inhabitants of this earth..
I do struggle at times to put forth my views as clear as I would have loved to.. but not today.. today I am convinced.. today I am having faith.. today I am enlightened by the path you have shown.. I am confident that many amongst the FmXt would have loved to epxress their solidarity in your above comments.. that many would have felt much the same way as I do as I write these wrods.. some may give much more meaningful words to express themselves, some may just act as expected and exhibit exemplary behaviour for others to follow.. I follow your words and understand the divinity in your thoughts and expectations..
You brother may not be the messenger of the god.. you brother may not be a messiah.. you may also not be one of the Kabeer or Mahatma.. but today I feel you are above all those decorations when you express your such desires as has been the subject of this post.. I am overwhelmed by the fact that how well you are able to express yourself in simple words yet express yourself quite strongly.. it is a rare quality.. a quality that we did see in the 1935 creation of Madhushala by Dr. Bachchan.. the same rare quality which made Mohandas Karmachand Gandhi the Mahatma.. and also the great patriotic feeling that our beloved Bhagat Singh displayed in his fight against the British.
If I sound sycophantic so be it.. I am not afraid of being labelled thus anymore.. If I sound a little too optimistic so be it.. I am fond of being optimistic henceforth.. If I sound extravagant with my words.. I say I wish to be much more extravagant..
Today I wish to dedicate myself to this noble cause of living for not ourselves alone but for others.. what if the others constitute an unknown unseen folks.. it does not matter anymore.. what if I may not be able to say what I want to say to them on personal emails or a letter or over phone.. it again does not concern me anymore.. what if have just this blog to send the signals of empathy and to pray for the well being of others.. it certainly does not restrict me anymore..
I Abhaya Sharma herewith announce that I have great faith in the thoughts and beliefs of my mentor, my great brother and an outstanding individual amongst our generation.. the Amitabh Bachchan of this world .. I shall not indulge in any divisive acts of human race knowingly or unknowingly.. I shall love every living being on this earth without any discriminations or differences.. I shall work towards a goal for the well being of my surroundings as best as possible in my own limited capacity.. I pray to the almighty to give me strength.. to provide me the light when there is darkness surrounding me.. to be able to execute and implement my intense desire to walk on the path of humanity.. to be able to promote peace, harmony and brotherhood as much as possible and sometimes beyond my capacity..
मेरे अधरों पर जो
गीत तुम्हारे होते
तुम होते मेरे न होते
गीत तुम्हारे मेरे होते
हे मीत तुम्हारे गीत
मधुर कितना इनका संगीत
चली आई है जग में रीत
गीत संगीत में बसती प्रीत
चलो कर ले इस जग से प्रीत
जन्म दें एक नया फिर गीत
प्रीत का प्रण करता संगीत
मधुर है कितने मेरे मीत ।
अभय शर्मा
I know I can not translate the above and still retain the intensity of the message.. I am not trained to do that.. even the trained ones can not do much justice in some cases.. all I can provide here for my dearest Rose, Rochelle and Rasha is ..
If I could ever sing
the songs composed by you
eve if you were not mine
your songs would have been
Oh my friends your songs
how much they ooze with love
it is the ritual of this world
in music alone the love exists
come let us all love this world more
create new song with some new words
the song that promises just pure love
how blissful would be !
Abhaya Sharma
I see a faint smile on your face brother as you first read the Hindi and than the English.. and conspicuously smiling how inadequate I had been able to express myself in English even in essence.. what to do.. I have not been trained to think and write in English.. even after fifty years and about 9 out of the 10 years I tried and tried my best to be able to use English as best as possible.. it does not come around.. the thinking and creating poetry for me would always be have to be in Hindi alone.. it is a different matter that it may still lack substance.. it may still not be able to express my hidden intense desire.. it may not turn out to be loved by others.. still my limitatons are all well known to me.. So Sis Rose, Carla and Zhenya you would need to forgive your this Hindi brother for not being able to express himself in an international language as well as in his own mother tongue.. I know Carla is whispering to Zhenya.. chalo maaf kiya.. and Zhenya tells Rose.. koi baat nahi dost.. and Sis Rose nodding at their words.. theek hai abhaya bhai.. theek hai..
I hope my three friends did enjoy the little conversation.. actually speaking I simply used name to make it interesting.. to me the three of them simply represent the good people on this earth.. They could as well have been replaced by anyone who does not understand Hindi.. and some of them are from India as well.. (Oh I did not realise this was a sort of post script.. that sounds like the return of old Abhaya Sharma.. who would never know that he had finished or expressed that he had been done with his post ad still goes on talking to all of you.. I am sorry I am not in control of my own..
My love to all.. may Goddess Durga bless you all
Abhaya Sharma
Manna De song for my Dost-Didi (Kashmira Di) and rest of the blog friends too.. Brother aap bhi sun sakate ho.. I could not find the link with picturised version of the song..
Apne liye jiye to kya jiyee-dil tu jee zamaane ke liye..bujhate diye jalaane ke liyetu jee e-dil zamaane ke liye..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CS_78do6Lzs&feature=player_embedded#t=40
and in essence it just says..
what use is it to just live for one’s own selfoh! my heart just live for the rest of the world
Love this song.. no, singing Manna Dey is much more diffciult for me.. than singing a Mukesh Ji’s or Kishore da’s song..
Abhaya
If we can light a small candle, hold a gentle flower, whisper an affection towards the other, what a wonderful world we could create.
Wonderful Brother! Wonderful thoughts !! and Wonderful Expectations !!!
I need to touch your feet and seek blessings that I too am able to imbibe some of tese wonderful feelings into my existence.. I seek thy blessings that many others are able to look at the world that you do.. that we could only bring some harmony in our surroundings.. that we could extend brotherhood in a sense of belonging to this world.. as a matter of fact this shall in no uncertain terms give peace a chance to prevail amongst us amongst our races, amongst different cultures and religions and pave the path for a beautiful existence in simple yet strong inhabitants of this earth..
I do struggle at times to put forth my views as clear as I would have loved to.. but not today.. today I am convinced.. today I am having faith.. today I am enlightened by the path you have shown.. I am confident that many amongst the FmXt would have loved to epxress their solidarity in your above comments.. that many would have felt much the same way as I do as I write these wrods.. some may give much more meaningful words to express themselves, some may just act as expected and exhibit exemplary behaviour for others to follow.. I follow your words and understand the divinity in your thoughts and expectations..
You brother may not be the messenger of the god.. you brother may not be a messiah.. you may also not be one of the Kabeer or Mahatma.. but today I feel you are above all those decorations when you express your such desires as has been the subject of this post.. I am overwhelmed by the fact that how well you are able to express yourself in simple words yet express yourself quite strongly.. it is a rare quality.. a quality that we did see in the 1935 creation of Madhushala by Dr. Bachchan.. the same rare quality which made Mohandas Karmachand Gandhi the Mahatma.. and also the great patriotic feeling that our beloved Bhagat Singh displayed in his fight against the British.
If I sound sycophantic so be it.. I am not afraid of being labelled thus anymore.. If I sound a little too optimistic so be it.. I am fond of being optimistic henceforth.. If I sound extravagant with my words.. I say I wish to be much more extravagant..
Today I wish to dedicate myself to this noble cause of living for not ourselves alone but for others.. what if the others constitute an unknown unseen folks.. it does not matter anymore.. what if I may not be able to say what I want to say to them on personal emails or a letter or over phone.. it again does not concern me anymore.. what if have just this blog to send the signals of empathy and to pray for the well being of others.. it certainly does not restrict me anymore..
I Abhaya Sharma herewith announce that I have great faith in the thoughts and beliefs of my mentor, my great brother and an outstanding individual amongst our generation.. the Amitabh Bachchan of this world .. I shall not indulge in any divisive acts of human race knowingly or unknowingly.. I shall love every living being on this earth without any discriminations or differences.. I shall work towards a goal for the well being of my surroundings as best as possible in my own limited capacity.. I pray to the almighty to give me strength.. to provide me the light when there is darkness surrounding me.. to be able to execute and implement my intense desire to walk on the path of humanity.. to be able to promote peace, harmony and brotherhood as much as possible and sometimes beyond my capacity..
मेरे अधरों पर जो
गीत तुम्हारे होते
तुम होते मेरे न होते
गीत तुम्हारे मेरे होते
हे मीत तुम्हारे गीत
मधुर कितना इनका संगीत
चली आई है जग में रीत
गीत संगीत में बसती प्रीत
चलो कर ले इस जग से प्रीत
जन्म दें एक नया फिर गीत
प्रीत का प्रण करता संगीत
मधुर है कितने मेरे मीत ।
अभय शर्मा
I know I can not translate the above and still retain the intensity of the message.. I am not trained to do that.. even the trained ones can not do much justice in some cases.. all I can provide here for my dearest Rose, Rochelle and Rasha is ..
If I could ever sing
the songs composed by you
eve if you were not mine
your songs would have been
Oh my friends your songs
how much they ooze with love
it is the ritual of this world
in music alone the love exists
come let us all love this world more
create new song with some new words
the song that promises just pure love
how blissful would be !
Abhaya Sharma
I see a faint smile on your face brother as you first read the Hindi and than the English.. and conspicuously smiling how inadequate I had been able to express myself in English even in essence.. what to do.. I have not been trained to think and write in English.. even after fifty years and about 9 out of the 10 years I tried and tried my best to be able to use English as best as possible.. it does not come around.. the thinking and creating poetry for me would always be have to be in Hindi alone.. it is a different matter that it may still lack substance.. it may still not be able to express my hidden intense desire.. it may not turn out to be loved by others.. still my limitatons are all well known to me.. So Sis Rose, Carla and Zhenya you would need to forgive your this Hindi brother for not being able to express himself in an international language as well as in his own mother tongue.. I know Carla is whispering to Zhenya.. chalo maaf kiya.. and Zhenya tells Rose.. koi baat nahi dost.. and Sis Rose nodding at their words.. theek hai abhaya bhai.. theek hai..
I hope my three friends did enjoy the little conversation.. actually speaking I simply used name to make it interesting.. to me the three of them simply represent the good people on this earth.. They could as well have been replaced by anyone who does not understand Hindi.. and some of them are from India as well.. (Oh I did not realise this was a sort of post script.. that sounds like the return of old Abhaya Sharma.. who would never know that he had finished or expressed that he had been done with his post ad still goes on talking to all of you.. I am sorry I am not in control of my own..
My love to all.. may Goddess Durga bless you all
Abhaya Sharma
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
चाहत
वतन की ख़ाक में मिल कर
चमन की राख बन जाऊं
कभी जागूं यही जागों
यहीं फिर थक के सो जाऊं
उम्र सारी गुजारी इन्हीं किनारों पर
किए सज़दे इसीके दर-दीवारों पर
है नाज़ अपने हिंद के मुझको नजारो पर
कहीं कैसे चला जाऊं भला तेरे इशारों पर
एक सीने में धड़कता दिल भी है
अमन की चाह में दिन -रात वो जलता भी है
चल वतन के दिल से मेरे दिल तू दिल्लगी करले
आज बन्दों से खुदा के फिर तू बंदगी करले
तमन्ना हसरतों के जाल से बहलाया गया हूँ
नगमा-e-नूर -e-वतन से फिर नहलाया गया हूँ
नही है हाल की , दिल का मेरे , अब हाल आगे क्या होगा
जो ख़ुद बे-हाल हो उसका भला बे -हाल हाल क्या होगा
वतन की ख़ाक में मिल कर
चमन की राख बन जाऊं
कभी जागूं यही जागों
यहीं फिर थक के सो जाऊं
उम्र सारी गुजारी इन्हीं किनारों पर
किए सज़दे इसीके दर-दीवारों पर
है नाज़ अपने हिंद के मुझको नजारो पर
कहीं कैसे चला जाऊं भला तेरे इशारों पर
एक सीने में धड़कता दिल भी है
अमन की चाह में दिन -रात वो जलता भी है
चल वतन के दिल से मेरे दिल तू दिल्लगी करले
आज बन्दों से खुदा के फिर तू बंदगी करले
तमन्ना हसरतों के जाल से बहलाया गया हूँ
नगमा-e-नूर -e-वतन से फिर नहलाया गया हूँ
नही है हाल की , दिल का मेरे , अब हाल आगे क्या होगा
जो ख़ुद बे-हाल हो उसका भला बे -हाल हाल क्या होगा
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