Seasons

Summer and winter, like some friends,
come assert, and thrust and 'stay,'
give in, make room, but know--
they'll go--nothing ever stays!

Spring, like some, comes and goes
short lived though, good while it lasts.

Autumn steals in when it can,
around for a bit, & fades out as quietly.

Rains, like others, charming and fickle,
come and go as they please...
and leave you wanting--for more

With each you wither a little
but you also learn to be!

A New Day

If life seems at its lowest ebb,
Because a day's gone wrong.
Let not your heart be troubled,
For a new day soon will dawn

And we can never be quite sure,
Just what it has in store.
Since each one is so different,
Than the one just gone before

As it penetrates the darkness,
With its soft and tranquil beams.
It calms even the most restless soul,
And brings new hopes and dreams

So when a day's been troubled,
And the night is dark and long.
Lift up your fallen spirits,
For a new day soon will dawn

~Anonymous

Alone

Alone! that worn-out word,
So idly spoken, and so coldly heard;
Yet all that poets sing,
and grief hath known,
Of hopes laid waste,
knells in that word--Alone.
- [Alone]


Edward George Earle Lytton Bulwer-Lytton, first Baron Lytton

But the good deed...

But the good deed, through the ages
Living in historic pages,
Brighter grows and gleams immortal,
Unconsumed by moth or rust.

- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Norman Baron

Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer... ~Russell Baker

Life's like this...

Life sometimes brings us such people, who definitely deserve a mention. Here I go...

Last Sunday, a friend and I were walking back from the make-do market in our locality , when a couple stopped their car next to us, and asked if they could give us a ride, and drop us somewhere. It was late in the evening, we were drenched, and carrying heavy grocery bags. And of course, there were no autos around.

It turned out that we were headed in a different direction from them. We thanked them all the same, for the kind gesture. We were really over whelmed that there still are such people around! They had actually gone a little ahead, and reversed over to stop by our side, to offer us the lift! To top it, they didn't care that we'd drip and ruin their expensive upholstery!

We blessed them, as they went by, and continued on our way, still talking of their goodness...

बुलबुल मेरे चमन की

बुलबुल एक और मेरे चमन की, उड़ चली घरोंदा नया बनाने.
"जुट जाए नया ठिकाना उसका", सोच कर लगा था उसे उड़ाने.
खड़ा हूँ ख़ाली हाथ मलता अब मैं यहाँ
के चली है वो घरोंदा नया बनाने...
ठिकाना नया जुटाने
मेरे इस चमन को वीरान थोडा और करके!


bulbul ek aur mere chaman ki, ud.a chali gharon.daa nayaa banaane
"juT jaaye nayaa Thikaanaa uskaa", soch kar lagaa thaa use ud.aane
khad.aa huu.n khaali haath maltaa ab mai.n yahaa.n
ki chali hai vo gharon.daa nayaa banaane...
Thikaanaa nayaa juTaane
mere isa chaman ko viraa.n thod.aa aur karke!

न हो मग़रूर इश्क़ में इतना, के जो माँगा, मिला है.
जिससे बिचड़ा है कोई, ग़म क्या है, उसे पता है!

फिर उठेंगे क्या जाने दुआ में ये, के नहीं,
भरे हैं हाथ तेरे उससे जो मिल गया है.

न हो मग़रूर ख़ुशी में इतना, के जो माँगा, मिला है.
न हो मग़रूर इतना, के तुझे ग़म से मेरे गिला है.

जिससे बिछड़ा है कोई, ग़म क्या है, उसे पता है!
जिससे छूटा है कोई, ग़म क्या है, उसे पता है!


na ho mag.roor ishq mei.n itnaa, ke jo maangaa, milaa hai.
jisase bichad.aa hai koi, g.am kya hai, use pataa hai!

phir uthe.nge kya jaane duaa mein ye, ke nahi.n,
bhare hai.n haath tere usase jo milgaya hai.

na ho mag.roor kh.ushi mei.n itnaa, ke jo maangaa, milaa hai.
na ho mag.roor itnaa, ke tujhe g.am se mere gila hai.

jisase bichad.aa hai koi, g.am kya hai, use pataa hai!
jisase chhuuTaa hai koi, g.am kya hai, use pataa hai!