Anaadi

 Hum aise Paagal hi achhe jo baat baat me khushi dhundte hai

 Jo bina wajah has dete hai

Hum aise hi bhulakkad achhe

 Jo bure logo ki boori baatein bhool jaate hai

 Hum anaadi hi achhe

jo puraani ranjishe pata ho kar bhi anjaan bante hai

Short term memory hone ke bhi kuchh fayade hai mere dost...

Bina wajah Dard ke pal bhi turant bhula dete hai

Hamari soch bachkaani hi sahi.

Lekin kadwi baaton ko Chhote baccho ki tarah bhula dete hai

Aathavanincha sweater

Aathavanincha sweater

Te kaahi divas tujasobat rahun…

banali sunder aathavaninchi ek shrunkhala

Madhunach manachya koparyat

dokavatat tya aathavani

Janu dhaganchya garditun

dokavanara chandramaa..

Kadhi aathavanincha gholaka

Manat karun jaato ekach kolaahal.

Jasa unhalyat achanak yenara

 Paaus-rupi ek sukhad anubhav

Aani aasamantat  jatana matra sodun jaato

olya maticha darvalnara manda suvas…

jasa pahilya pavasacha indradhanushya

jasa aambyacha pahila bahar

jashi unhaat havishi vatanari

thanda havechi zuluk

jashi hivalyat yenaari kovalya unhachi tirip

ashya tya aathavani manala oob deun jatat..

manat aalya ki cheheryavar

 khodkar asa smit umtavun jatat

aahe ajunahi ghatta kavatalun

mi majhya hrudayashi;

tujhya premachya lokaricha

banalela te aathavanincha sweater…

The Silent Tear

The Silent Tear

Lone stands the soldier in the icy winds that blow,

Witnessing silently the massive mountains,

Getting covered up with snow,

Further plummets the mercury;

Freezing even the lakes and the swift rivers that flow…

Love may not always be warm,

For the soldier finds mother nature’s love

even at negative temperatures warm..

For the soldier guarding the motherland frontiers,

his tough mind hasn’t no fears;

and his heart harbours no qualm..

The father’s mind wanders in the moments,

Spent with the ones dear and near..

His lips arch up and the fighter smiles,

And longs his heart for his family;

That is divided by miles…

Emotions stir in the tender husband’s heart,

They flood and brim over his eyes as a warm water drop,

making its way slowly to the white earth is the rolling tear,

What only remains unfrozen;

‘mongst the snow clad mountains is the soldier’s silent tear…

                                                                            

-Maj Ameya Kanade

LONELY ME

LONELY ME

How lonely sometimes I feel

when  theres no one to click a photograph

despite having 1000 friends on social sites.

No one comes when I need them the most.

Longing for you to be with me.

May be I ll not be able to understand

the tricks of the trade of making friends,

of success of being competitive.

But somehow I feel lonely when I am in a crowd….

Also do I feel hollow from inside

though I m happy n merry on my face.

My eyes brimming with happiness

but also they are busy searching

for you in the crowd.

How Lonely do I feel when

theres no one whom I can call ‘my own’.

Yeah I accept theres no one and

nothing in the world whats yours

in this temporary tryst and journey called life.

My Treasure

My treasure

Walking on the life’s avenue alongwith you,

Makes me feel exhilarated,

I also realize that even a lifetime

doesn’t seem to be enough with you

I realize the life grows more beautiful

with every day anew..

life grows on me when I think about you,

the rhythm of life turns into a melody

when I spend time with you..

with you the difficult path of life

becomes easier to tread

It then dawns upon me

“yes for each other we are made”

Come What May!!!

COME WHAT MAY!

A small rivulet originates

In the hard rock faces of the mountains;

It may die its own death

Even looking at the fire-vomiting sun of May,

But, to reach and sustain lives of millions,

It must fight and struggle all odds

Come What May!

An idea sprouts in a fertile sharp brain-

Faces lots of criticism,

Takes stares of disbelief of thousands around,

But it continues on its way to materialize itself,

With failure waiting at every corner round,

Some guts to gain and more courage to muster

Some midnight oil to burn and toiling sweat by day,

To fructify itself

Come What May!

 

        Life comes to a full stop,

        When the cruel cold winds blow,

Deep in the dark interior woods

For now the milieu has been covered with winter snow,

        But the fine blade of grass smiles mystically with a ray of              hope within,

        Quite for sure it knows one thing,

 That a dark night is always followed by a sunny day

 And that the warm springs shall soon follow,

 Come What May!

 Life’s an arduous journey for you,

 You are tired and stumble upon a rock and

 Fall face down on ground,

 You must gather some gumption and continue on your way,

 With new determination and zeal abound on your own feet,

  Rise you must despite more rocks on the way,

  For win you must-

  Come What May!-

Nostalgia

Nostalgia

I met you and became your’s once and for all,
You turned out to be the girl of my dreams;
one with a sweet smile and a stature quite tall,
With a child-like innocence that would make me forget
even the toughest fall...


After seeing the freshness of the pink lips adorning you,
now cease to enchant me even the fresh morning dew;
and I neglect the pink roses swaying in a beautiful milieu..

The breeze passes away caressing my cheek
and seem to tell the stories told by you…
I now even love the birds..
together when they flock;

I never believed in true love
and that even silence could talk,
but when I explored true love in your eyes
I could hear songs even from the silent rock..

The stars seem to shine brighter after I met you,
sweet is your silken touch and sweet were the moments;
crafting the four days spent with you..
sweet were the words spoken by you
and now that I am away,
I only have the sweet memories given by you..

जिंदगी जारी है

*जिंदगी जारी है*

बंद पड़ा है जहां सारा,
लेकिन हवाओं का बहना जारी है

सूनी पड़ी है इंसानों की बस्तिया,
लेकिन फूलों का खिलना जारी है

सन्नाटा छाया है नुक्कड़ चौराहों पर,
लेकिन पंछियो का चहकना जारी है

अपने घरों में जरा कैद रह कर तो देख
पिंजरे के पंछियो की हालत  खुद भी महसूस कर के देख

हवा पानी में जहर घोल कर खुद अपने आशियाने में बैठा है
चलो लाॅकडाउन के बहाने कुदरत को सुकून की सांस लेने का मौका मिला है

जो अच्छा हुआ लाॅकडाउन के बहाने उस पर पानी मत फेरना
तू भी इसी कुदरत का छोटा हिस्सा है, ये बात मत भूलना

- *अमेय कानडे*

Tale of Reflections and Slow Down

*Tale of Reflections and Slow Down*

The pandemic came  and brought alongwith it, a host of mirrors and thus a time for introspection.
The human race has started reflecting upon itself.
Was the exploitation of nature so required?
Was'nt the consumption of 'avoidable' animals really avoidable ?
Nature has started finding its breathing space.

The human race has finally understood that they too are just an entity in the eco system, perhaps more of a trouble-maker with all the over exploitation of nature for its selfish interests.
True.. it brought an economic slow down but the pandemic brought alongwith it a message too.
The message  reads SLOW DOWN.

To slow down and breathe, to spend time with family, pick up skills, to take time to reflect upon ourselves, to flip through old photo albums, to listen to songs perhaps not only for its music when on the way to office but to understand and enjoy the lyrics in the comforts of your homes, to find joy in small household chores etc.

The pandemic surely has taught a lesson that nothing more than your life, a house and basic necessities are important for survival. We have learnt that we can do away with extra luxuries. All other animals too, are here only for their survival. They live in the moment. In the eyes of God,  humans too are no different from any other living being.

With the gift of intellect that God has bestowed upon us,  let's justify it to be of use to  nature and for betterment of human race. After the pandemic recedes let's not reverse the good that the pandemic  brought and most importantly learn to co-exist with other co-habitants of planet.

Ameya Kanade