COVID 19

The Economies became all Liberal & Global
Boundaries Shrunk, Media became Social
Global Local village, with boundaries so few
Inter-Connected to a degree, No one ever knew.


The global virus lurked in the shadows in a wet market
Young & old alike, all being its Target.
It struck beyond Caste, Creed, Race & Nationality
Disrupting Life, in present & for Posterity.


Precautions set in, in hope it could be Averted
Schools closed, Offices shut, All roads stood deserted
Business suffered, Markets went into a meltdown
The virus spread Unabated, Forcing a Lockdown.


Social Distancing, Sanitization & Testing of suspect carriers
Doctors, Health workers & officials fought COVID19 like warriors
Resources were mobilized, COVID Hospitals set up overnight
People from all walks pitched in , Everyone joined the fight.

People picked up Life skills, also ran the odd Errand
More Family time saw many relations Mend
Tik tok ruled the roost & many Recipes got penned
But people also looked Inwards, Minimalism became the Trend.


Amidst it all, Nature Healed, Steady but Sure
All wildlife Rejoiced, The air got Pure
Serene & unadulterated, seemed every view
Like a Pristine drop of the Morning Dew.

Humanity will eventually prevail over the Pandemic
But the lessons learnt shouldn’t remain Just Academic
On Respecting the boundaries of Nature, we should stress
in our never ending journey of Growth & Progress.

Beintehaa

Aapke Deedar se khil utha hai ye dil ka gulshan
Aankho ke jharokhon ki galiyan hui phir se Roshan
Bus is ek pal ke ehsaas se mile jab humko itna huma
Dil kare ye khwahish, ki ban jao aap hamre Rehnuma

Naa jaane kab hui humme is Ulfat ki Ibtidaa
Aur na jaane hum ki kya hoga aage ka Irtiqaa
Bas leke chale hain khwahishon ka Kaus-e-Qaza
Aur ek Dil jo karta hai aapse Ishq Beintehaa

Hai ye aapki koi Adaa, ya huyi hai hamse koi Khata
Jo rehte ho app humse yun hamesha Khafa Khafa
Ab tak to maan ke chala tha ise Us Khuda ki Razaa
Par wafa ke intezar main sabr bhi ho gayi hai beintehaa

Khamoshiyon main bhi hoti hai aapse Guftugoo
Bheed main bhi rehti hai aapse milne ki Justujoo
Samjha nahi aapne hamare muhabbat ko, di nahi tawajjo
Warna aaj bhi ye nadaan dil rakhta hai bas aap hi ki Arzoo.

M just mentioning the closest English meaning of some of the words as d words generally have varied contextual meanings

Gulshan -- Garden of Flowers
Huma -- feeling blessed/lucky
Rehnuma -- Guide
Ulfat -- Affection
Ibtidaa -- Beginning
Irtiqa-- Progress
kaus-e-Qaza -- Rainbow
Beintehaa-- Limitless
Khata-- Mistake
Razaa -- wish
Sabr -- Patience
Guftugoo -- Conversation
Justujoo -- Desire
Tawajjo -- Importance
Arzoo -- Wish

Karna

             My Interpretation of what Karna might have had Going through his mind in his last Moments

  

O` Almighty Krishna, even at d risk of drawing your Wrath;

I dared to come with my "Vijaya" in Arjun`s Gandhiva`s Path,

I knew I stood no chance against Parth in d Battle Field;

for You were his Charioteer, Guide and Protection Shield,

But I fought with him not so much out of Anger or Hate,

as much to Prove my Loyalty and Meet my awaiting Fate.

O`Mother Kunti, I hold against you no Ire;

4 U only wanted what any mother would Desire,

Even after defeating every pandava except arjun in d field;

I spared them as promised, to temptations i did not yield,

Sadly there is no place for both Arjun`s Glory and Karna`s Fame,

I had to Perish, so that he Sparkled with a Brighter Flame.

O` revered Parshuram, My teacher with Insurmountable Might;

I realized whatever U taught me was for this very Fight,

Although Falling to Your Curse, I lost in today`s Strife

with ur Blessings, I gained Everlasting Glory in this very Life.

O` dear Draupadi, may Happiness 4m U never remain far;

even though U insulted me as d son of d puller of the battle-car,

I was the Embodiment of all the Qualities that U desired,

but due to your own folly U came into Shakuni`s Line of Fire;

O` dear Duryodhana, Forgive me for failing in my last Stand;

but it was a pleasure to have ur hand of friendship in my Hand,

Ignored by all, U were the one who spotted inside me the Burning Fire;

U recognized my ability and gave me respect by making me a king , a Sire.

O` revered Father, Deity of the Sun;

I am proud to be your Progeny, your Son,

although Unacknowledged by my own, and by Fate Undone 

I have Proved worth my blood, Second to None.

Although I lived as a 'SutaPutra', O Kunti I die as ur Child;

Finally at the Right Place, after a life wandering in the Wild,

Even after being Virtuous, Pious and Kind in every Aspect,

My whole Life I longed for this Acceptability and Respect,

After all the Betrayals, now betraying me is my Fleeting Breath,

but with d Vision of Ur Divine form My Lord, I will die a Happy Death.

THE GOLDEN MEAN

                                                    THE GOLDEN MEAN

You only Experience Pleasure After Being Through Pain;

Only value Summer after having Seen the Rain,

Only Savour Victory after having been all Vain;

and Feel Normal only after having ever having been Insane.

You only appreciate a Crowd when all Alone;

Only realize d true value of Love when it is Gone,

We never value Peace till we haven`t felt being out of Breath;

and Never fully Appreciate Life, till we Understand Death.

Things in Life r never Dichotomies,but Resolute;

always lying between Nothing and d Absolute,

To neither of the Extremes should One ever Lean;

but 4 Happiness,find a middle path, d Golden Mean.

The Dream

In the fierce wind that flew by, I saw your face;

I tried to reach out, but u were gone without a trace;

I saw you in the woman walking down the street;

seeing it was not you ,i beat a hasty retreat.



I saw your face engraved in the desert sand;

I tried filling it in my fist, but it slipped out of my hand,

I looked up at the sun, to see your face as it`s emblazon;

I tried to catch up, but it set into the horizon.




I gave up & sat dejected, my eyes set in a eternal gaze;

my thoughts ran wild, as a horse trapped in a maze,

lo behold u came out of d blue with all poise and grace

you took my hand and held it in a warm embrace.



Ah! Thud i woke up from the world of my dreams;

rays of sunlight fell into my eyes in d form of gleams,

I sat and just wished the dream was all True;

but all i was left was with a sense of Déjà Vu.

THE BEST DAYS OF MY LIFE

Dedicated to all OBAeans and especially to the Super Cyclone Batch(1999-2006) of Sainik School Bhubaneswar

Every morning when into the room enters the Sun`s first Rays;
I remember my very own Sunshine Days,
The Place from whose experiences, my memories I spool;
My Alma mater, my very own Sainik School.

The place where I learnt of Friends and Foes;
The place where WE went through many Up`s and Lows,
The place which was always Lively, Full of Life and Fun;
It was always One for All and All for One.

The place where PT, Parade & Punishments were a Pleasure;
The bunks, orchard cashews & mangoes were part of a personal treasure,
The place where in sports and Gymnasium we found our leisure;
The place where morning work & guided study were done in minimal measure.

The place where we had someone to ask us to Get up, Dress Up and Move Out;
Yet we Required the School Captain`s whistle as the final grout,
The place where we had the Annapurna to serve us food, just like a mother;
The atmosphere of Brotherhood & camaraderie inside was Like no other.


The Place where Students worshiped their Teachers as their God;
The heads of the cadets always on their order did a affirmative Nod,
They were the ones who taught us and loved us without any Bondage;
and imbibed in us the virtues of service, Duty, Knowledge & Courage.

The place which has given to the nation not only many warriors & Martyrs;
But also able artists, businessmen, Doctors and engineers,
The place which transformed every small boy who in the beginning Fluttered;
Into a fearless Traveler who treads any path However Rugged.

Responsibilities will add up & Priorities will Change;
But these are the memories That will light me up even in my old Age,
Whenever I tell my story to my Grand kids and my Wife;
These days will definitely Feature as the BEST DAYS OF MY LIFE.

SARA:THE CUTE PRINCESS

The Twinkling Eyes and the Puffy Ears;
the Small Barks and d Occasional Tears,
I like her Shining Fur & Paws like Pears;
Its been only months bt i feel i know her 4 Years.

She has a calm Demeanor and Mellow Looks;
but she always keeps me on Tenterhooks,
At times she is so Naughty and Playful;
To me She proves quite a Handful.

Sometimes she`s disobedient & indulges in Violence;
She barks often and does playfully Bite,
But when she is Asleep in complete Silence;
Oh God ! she is really a Beautiful Sight.

When I`m tired and take a Slight Nap;
She seeks my attention & slides into my Lap,
People may be unfaithful & break ur heart;
but my SARA is a real Sweet Heart !!!!