A weeping heart wondered:
‘Why the tears shine so brightly..?’
In his dust covered -
loose shirts and pants
He walks neither too fast nor slow.
The rough but radiant eyes-
that make you feel non-existent.
His firm steps ask you
‘What fear is.?’
Don’t know why
a passer-by looks at him and thinks
‘a warrior against the whole world’.
Behind his expressionless face
a heart beats
that dreams of a peace- reigned world.
But that no one knows
and
They hate him for-
his lack of desires.
With a heart
wieghtened with memories
She stood on the shore.
When she could stand it no longer -
a drop of tear rolled down her cheeks.
The rising tide came and
caught it safe.
The tide rose no more
It went back slowly
to the depths of the sea.
“I will never ask you to remember me…
But try not to forget”
Sometimes some jokes
are wet with tears…!!
In the moving darkness
outside this train’s window
I can see shades of memories.
The distant stars and the dark sky -
that comes along
reminds me of some forgotten stories.
The rhythm of wheels have
nostalgic thoughts entwined in.
My mind competes with the
swift wind to unwind memories.
These silent railway stations
that hide secrets of tears and laughs,
of unions and seperations.
Lonely train journeys are always
crowded with these accompanying memories and thoughts.
My crazy talks that only you will listen to,
Strange dreams that only you can understand,
The little jokes that we’l laugh mad at,
All buried deep in silence…
Here in your absence
I stay close to loneliness.
Days just roll on….
leaving me no reasons to keep a count on them.
Loneliness hurts more
when you are in a busy noisy crowd.
It even pains to smile -
when you dont know what it means to be happy.
Everybody cherishes the memories of college days. Young minds fly with the colours of friendship, love and fun in those unforgettable days in college life.
Collage campuses are supposed to be the platforms where one can expose and polish his/her talents and skills. Our campuses were always lively and energized by creative minds. But today they have taken on a serious mood. A few still exists filling our minds with nostalgic feelings. Serious classrooms, strict attendance restrictions, continuous assessments-all have made the atmosphere more tensed. Students of government colleges do enjoy a lot more freedom. Those who study in management run colleges miss out a relaxed, fun-filled college life. Students are literally squeezed with loads of rules and restrictions. It is true that these colleges try to provide better quality of education. But in their attempt to maintain the campus more disciplined, they are curbing students’ right to enjoy campus life. Arts, sports and cultural activities are also not much supported.
Students also do not show enough boldness and united efforts to question the wrong policies and unwanted restrictions taken by the authorities. In some of these colleges students’ unions also does not exist. So there is no way to voice the grievances of students. Unexplained rise in fees, hostel charges etc. are silently accepted by them. Those who dare to oppose are threatened with warnings of suspensions and dismissals. Though the pain of parting with friends and college life still exists, students are now eager to get out of these colourless campuses.
The valley in my dreams
where the flowers bloom for me,
the shade of trees awaits me,
the rain pours for me,
the birds sing calling out my names,
and near the small laughing stream
there sits someone…..
someone who is always ready to listen to me…..
***
This is the dream that –
always consoles me
when I stand alone
amidst this busy crowd.
FORBIDDEN
Before he was born
the relationships were broken.
The darkness before his eyes
hid the rainbows and flowers from him.
His ears were deaf
to the sweet echoeing music.
The glass was dried up-
when he took it to his dry lips.
The path was lost-
soon after he started the journey.
Far apart,his dreams were being-
carried away by the sour sea of life.
There is something mangnificent in you.
Something that is really-
sweet and comfortable.
if not…..why should-
I stick to you so much?
No………….,I’m just finding some-
reasons to justify me.
It is me -
who doesn’t know to speak..
