She waits,
not for love, nor for care,
not for pity, nor for prayer...

She waits,
not for sympathy, nor for tears,
but for courage to face the fears.

She waits
for the courage,
the good and the godly,
the powerful and the golden.

She waits
for the light,
the brilliant and the bright,
the fresh and the mild.

She bathes in pain
and wipes the stains
with the maddening glory of joy,
the crying pain of ecstacy.

Barkha

I wrote the worst paper in the history of time!
I am disappointed with myself, and I am sorry to myself.

होटों पे अटक के तुम्हारे बाल शर्माते हैं....
झुकती नजर में तुम्हारे हाल शर्माते हैं...
जब होटों की कमसिन कलि खिलती है,
तब मुस्कुराहट में तुम्हारे गाल शर्माते हैं...

Hum ko man ki Shakti dena

Its surprising that till date I used to sing this song without paying attention to the wonderful lyrics. I have realized that, today, when the times are difficult for me, where there is absolute chaos, this song can actually give me strength and courage to face the ugly devil called the "FUTURE". This song can again restore my faith in the fact that I can acheive whatever I wish to acheive. Its all there in me. I just need to now go deep down, face myself and free the power that I have. Here goes the wonderful song.....

Humko man ki Shakti dena,
Man vijay karein,
Doosron ki Jay se pehle,
KHUD ko Jay karein....

Bhed bhaaw apane dil se saaf kar sakein,
Doston se bhool ho to maaf kar sakein,
zoothh se bache rahe, sach kaa dam bharein,
dusaron kee jay se pahale, khud ko jay karein

Mushkilein padein toh hum pe itanaa karam kar,
Saath de to dharam kaa, chale to dharam kar,
khud pe hausalaa rahe, badee se naa darein,
dusaron kee jay se pahale, khud ko jay karein....

Humko man kee shakti dena...

Today, after a long time, I heard the song "Lagi tumse man ki lagan". It reminded me of my junior college days at Fergusson College. This song had recently become popular then. It suddenly filled me with this strong urge to get back to those times when there were absolutely no worries, no anxities about the future, no apprehensions about life. Everything was childish, fun, energetic! No decisions to be taken. No pressures. Nothing.
Those were the most beautiful days of my life. Even better than those spent at school, not that school was bad, but even then, it was the carefree time, spent with love for myself, my creativity, my dreams....(I guess blogger was created so that people like me could just go on cribbing)....I am waiting for the coming future with the same feeling I had then... The feeling of blind faith in the fact that everything will be fine, that my dreams will come true, however silly they are....
By the way a little digression from the main topic, an advice to those who stay in a state of utter untidiness, removal of clutter from the place you live can bring a lot of positivity to your life and the results can be quite surprising :)

So anyway, concluding today's blog entry, the song reminded me of a time which was colourful, beautiful and full of my dreams. Hope, the future brings the same kind of lyrics in my life :)

न मैं तुम्हे पा सकती हूँ,
और न खो सकती हूँ।

न देख सकती हूँ,
न अनदेखा कर सकती हूँ।

न समझ सकती हूँ,
न समझा सकती हूँ।

न चाह सकती हूँ,
न नफरत कर सकती हूँ।

न मान सकती हूँ,
और न मना सकती हूँ,

बस महसूस कर सकती हूँ,
तुम्हारे जीने को,

पहचान सकती हूँ,
तुम्हारी आहट को,

परख सकती हूँ,
तुम्हारी नज़र को,

बयान कर सकती हूँ,
तुम्हारी जुबां को,

बचा सकती हूँ,
तुम्हारी यादों को....

आसुओं में बहा सकती हूँ,
तुम्हारे संग आई हुई बरसातों को.......

बरखा

Linux yeeeeeeeeee

My dad recently got a new small MP3 player. And I was very fascinated when I came to know that it has a Linux operating system in it. That really made me happy in a very strange way. It felt yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!

Winter Leaf

Cold winter leaf,
Dry and withered,
Alienated from the tree,
Flying away,
To another country...
To another world

Cold winter leaf,
Touches me on the hand,
Rubs against my soft skin,
and then leaves me
for a long journey,
To another country,
To another world

Cold winter leaf,
travels to be crushed,
to be mixed with the soil,
to be one with the earth,
of another country
of another world.........

Barkha