My Unborn Sister

It was a rainy night,
I heard my parents' whispers
Their chattering and chuckles
But nothing I could infer


I next morning was brighter
My Father much happier,
Mommy loved me more,
and everywhere there was happiness and laughter.


Mommy hugged me and putting my hands on her belly,
Into my ears she whispered,
"You are no loner going to be lonely"
'Coz they were going to bring for me a Brother.


They put cradles in my room,
And made space for my li'l brother
Daddy brought toys for him
And mommy spun for him a sweater.


It was another raining night,
Daddy brought mommy home from clinic
He was relieved,
But I could sense in mommy's eyes
Pain and deep anguish.


Her feet were heavy
With the weight of the Mortal sin,
Her heart was sinking,
And she was broken deep within.


I saw tears in her eyes.
Pain and agony writ large all o'er her face
My father was successful,
In stopping to bring to his family, "Another Disgrace"


I sensed it all
And the picture was clear,
That they got rid of the child,
For she was "Another Daughter"


"She was washed away" They say,
Her womb was cleaned,
She was gone "My Unborn Sister"
My mother's womb was her grave.
She could sense,
Deep within her swamp-like belly,
Bits and pieces of her dead child.
She could feel it,
The stinking smell of dead decadent meat.
She knew my "Unborn Sister" was not gone
She was there,haunting her,
Debilitating her already wounded soul
Asking her every now and then-
"Why couldn't you take a stand?"
"Why couldn't you save your own daughter?"
"Why couldn't you stop this manslaughter?"
These questions were eating her away,
She didn't know how to tell her-
"My dear child, it was mother within me
That was strangled to death
Much before you were slain"
But I could see it in her benumbed eyes.
And knew it for sure,
It wasn't just my unborn sister who was killed,
but a "Mother" was killed that day.

Ghazal

It's kind of a ghazal...i wrote this recently.It's not complete...wish to add something to it...Letz see how it turns out...


हर ग़म में हमने खुशियों को ढूंढा हैं,
हर दर्द में मुहब्बत को छुपा पाया है,
जिसे आप दुख की काली रात समझ बैठे हैं ,
यकीन मानिये वो आने वाली खुशियों का साया है....

कभी किसी का दर्द बांटा है तुमने?
कभी किसी रोते बच्चे को हँसाया है?
जब भी हमने ये कोशिश की है
अपनी बेचैनी को भूले हैं,बहुत सुकून पाया है....

वो अकेला था,लोग उसे "यतीम" कहते थे
और हमने तो खुद को भीड़ में भी अकेला पाया था
उसका हाथ थामा तो ये समझ ना आया
उसने हम में ,या हमने उसमें अपना रहनुमा पाया है...

यूँ दूर से मेरे बारे में तू क्या जानेगा?
दिल पे हाथ तो रख,तो तू पिघल जायेगा...
साहिल पे तो बस पत्थर नज़र आते हैं,
जो समंदर में उतरे हैं,मोती उन्होंने ही पाया है....

तूने कभी मुझे तन्हा होने न दिया
तेरी यादों ने हरपल मेरा साथ निभाया है
हमने तो तुझे दिल से कभी निकला ही नहीं,
क्या तूने भी दिल के किसी कोने में हमें छुपाया है ?

वक़्त के बदलने से कुछ चीजे नहीं बदलीं ,
नाम बदल गए,पर रिश्तों की जंजीरें नहीं बदलीं
उपर वाले ने भी ये क्या खेल रचाया है
तू कल मेरा हमसफ़र था ,तू आज मेरा हमसाया है...

 मेरी रगों में बहता खून उसका है
कितनी ही रातों को उसने मुझे थपकियाँ देकर  सुलाया है,
जब भी कोई बुरा वक़्त मेरी ज़िन्दगी में आया है
मेरी माँ की दुआओं ने मुझे बचाया है....

Start living,My friend

Well I wrote this for one of my friends,she was worried,and I thought of telling her something that could allay her worries..So I wrote it for her...It's for u buddy...




   Start living...


Sometimes in life
Some things just get stuck,
We don't want to move on,there's no way back either
Nothing really seems to work,not even our luck.

Some scars unhealed,some secrets unrevealed,
Of a relationship that did not long last.
Promises unkept , words unsaid.
Haunting ghosts from long past.

When they take their toll
Everything just turns into a mess.
No, don't think, I know nothing about it.
I've also faced them, I confess.

But sometimes,some problems
Need a little bit of our time,not attention.
We should start living again.
Leaving aside our worries,fears,and tensions.

If you give them some time,
Those scars would vanish,I'm sure.
The ghosts would go back to their graves.
Unkept promises, unsaid words wont hurt you much anymore.

I don't say everything would fall back in place.
And all your worries would come to an end.
But they wont bother you so much.
U will surely feel relieved,my friend.

So stop worrying and start living.
Relish every sweet moment life has to offer.
Cherish good old memories,and forget bad ones.
Stay happy and keep smiling,My Dear.

IF

Well,I know the title is not original,it is taken from one of the greatest and most inspiring poems by Rudyard Kipling.I wrote this one day,much before even falling in love,then I didn't know that I would feel exactly the same some day.But then life is like that,I thought I'm writing this for all those heartbroken lovers,but didn't really know it was meant for me...

If you could see those eyes,

That waited for you for weeks

If you could see those pearls 

That bedew'd my cheeks

When pain was inflicted upon you,

And when you were not given the due.

If you could see my unrevealed love,

In my loving deeds,deliberate.

If you could see my happiness

In those moments great,

When we were together,lonely.

If you had ever felt that I loved you only,

You would not have gone away

And good times were here to stay....

                          Forever yours'

                                        Shaunak

Greetings on your birthday

Well,I wrote it for one of my friends,named Niharikha on her birthday,back in 2002.I wanted to give her something that she may remember for sometime,something created by me.I obviously could have created a poem only...So this one for my sweet friend...Niharika...

Some sweet and thoughtful words

Expressed with wholehearted love,

With smile on face and amity in heart

And goodwill all above.

Words that reveal your feelings pure

Feelings that say "May success be yours !"

Smile behind which hath no sophistication,

And amity that is filled with adoration.

Such a greeting is pure and divine.

Such a greeting for you is mine

On a day which is so grand

It's none other but your birthday my friend..!!!

For you sister

This poem was written in 2001,I guess.This is for a sweet sister,who was also a teacher in my school,in primary section.She stayed with me for a very short time,but gave me all the love a brother can get in his lifetime.Her name was Anuradha,and I miss her so much..I am not in touh with her right now,because she got married,but I always pray for her..

O My sweet sister!

When you are with me,

I feel a great joy

Like that of a little baby

Playing with its dearest toy.

When you are away,

My heart starts crying,

Thinking a life without you,

Is no better than dying !

Today before you,

I have to make a confession,

That you ,my dear sister,

Are my dearest possession....

Dear Rinki

Well,I wrote this for one of my sisters (cum friend).She was very nice to me and I learned a lot from her.She always gave me wholehearted support in everything,and love that was so precious for me.I don't have any sister,but she never let me feel this.She loved me so much...I cant express it in my words..But still,this poem is dedicated to her..

O my sweet sister Rinki..!!

How can I pay you my gratitude,

For your affection and loving attitude.

When my heart is gloomy and in despair,

It always seeks your love and care

It is you who strengthens me,

To GOD,I pray for thee.

There is something a want to tell thee,

I feel so lucky that God gave you to me...!!!