I dream..

I dream..

I dream of the perfect world..
I dream of the perfect life..

Where there is joy..
Where there is happiness..
Where people are in love..

In love with one another..
In love with the world..
In love with life..
In love with themselves..

I can hear the children laugh..
I can hear the birds chirp..
I can hear the raindrop fall..
I can hear the waves splash..
I can hear silence..

I can see the rainbow..
I can see the stars..
I can see the moon..
I can see smiles everywhere..

I can feel the joy..
I can feel the eternal bliss..
I can feel unconditional love..

I can smell fresh flowers..
I can smell the rain..

I can dream..

Jaane Kya Dhoondta Hai - Lucky Ali

Jaane kya dhoondta hai, ae mera dil
Tujhko kya chaahiye zindagi

Raaste hi raaste hain, kaisa hai yeh safar
Dhoondti hain jisko nazrein, jaane hai voh kidhar

Bechehra sa koi sapna hai voh
Kahin nahin hai phir bhi apna hai voh
Aise mere andar shaamil hai voh
Main hoon behta dariya, saahil hai voh
Hai kahan voh, voh kidhar hai, raaste kuch to bata
Kaun sa uska nagar hai, rehguzar kuch to bata
Dhoondti hain jisko nazrein, jaane hai voh kidhar

Jaane kya dhoondta hai, ae mera dil
Tujhko kya chaahiye zindagi

Soona sa hai mandir, moorat nahin
Khaali hai aaina, soorat nahin
Jeene ka jeevan mein kaaran to ho
Maheke kaise kaliyaan, gulshan to ho
Shamma hai jo mujh mein roshan, voh viraasat kisko doon
Door tak koi nahin hai, apni chaahat kisko doon
Dhoondti hain jisko nazrein, jaane hai voh kidhar

Jaane kya dhoondta hai, ae mera dil
Tujhko kya chaahiye zindagi

When I Want To Write..

There are days when I want to write.
But words are hard to find.
I write in hope.
Hope to find the right words.
Words flow, and I get swayed away.
Swayed away in a maze.
A maze where I am lost.
Lost in my own thoughts.
Thoughts that provoke questions.
Questions that force retrospection.
Retrospection leads to introspection.
Introspection to further questions.
Suddenly I ignore the questions.
I choose to break free.
Break free from fear and doubt.
Move towards an eternal bliss.
Bliss that leads to an innocent pure joy.
Joy that is obvious.
Obvious from one look at the man in my mirror.
The man in my mirror assures me.
Assures me that someone knows me.
The assurance leads to satisfaction.
Satisfaction of existence.
Existence of a flame.
A flame that outlasts the night.
Night which is forced to surrender.
Surrender to a brand new day.
A day when I want to write.

Carpenters - I Need To Be In Love

The hardest thing Ive ever done
Is keep believing
Theres someone in this crazy world
For me
The way that people come and go
Thru temporary lives
My chance could come and I might never know

I used to say no promises,
Lets keep it simple
But freedom only helps you say
Good-bye
It took a while for me to learn
That nothin comes for free
The price Ive paid is high enough for me

I know I need to be in love
I know Ive wasted too much time
I know I ask perfection of
A quite imperfect world
And fool enough to think thats
What I'll find

So here I am with pockets full
Of good intentions
But none of them will comfort me
Tonight
Im wide awake at four a.m.
Without a friend in sight
Hanging on a hope but I'm alright

Balgram Trip

It was my third visit to Balgram. As expected, the visit brought immense joy and satisfaction.

The attitude of the kids is wonderful, and the energy they exuberate helped me overcome the mental fatigue that has been haunting me for sometime.

There were a lot of new faces yesterday. The director of National Assiciation of the Blind (NAB), Ms Gaynor, joined us. Also, Vikram got his friends from office who organised the movie and the drawing competition thereafter. It is encouraging to see more people join us regularly.

The discussion that we had with Gadhke Sir was really amazing. The amount of work he has done in the past 12 years is commendable indeed.

Raj asked Sir if we could contribute in any way for the growth of the kids and if there were any financial challenges. Sir immediately declined, saying people come and contribute regularly and there were no problems on that front. His statement meant a lot to me. There are so many organizations today that welcome funds even when they dont need them.

Sir's own kids live and study with the rest of the kids. There is absolutely no difference amongst them.

The fact that Sir has got many of the girls married to good families over the past couple of years is remarkable. It rebuild my faith that the future of the kids is in good hands.

Looking forward for my next trip to Balgram.

main bhool jaaoon tumhen

main bhool jaaoon tumhen, ab yahi munaasib hai
magar bhulaanaa bhi chaahooN to kis tarah bhooloon
ki tum to phir bhi haqeeqat ho koi Khvaab nahin

yahaan to dil kaa ye aalam hai kyaa kahoon,
kambakt bhulaa sakaa naa ye vo silsilaa jo thaa bhi nahin
vo ek khyaal jo aavaaz tak gayaa hi nahin
vo ek baat jo main kah nahin sakaa tumse
vo ek rabt jo ham mein kabhi rahaa hi nahin
mujhe hai yaad vo sab jo kabhi huaa hi nahin

agar ye haal hai dil kaa to koi samjhaaye
tumhen bhulaanaa bhi chaahoon to kis tarah bhooloon
ki tum to phir bhi haqeeqat ho koi khvaab nahin

Raah..

Jaise jaise kadam badhenge aage..
Waise waise raah banti jayegi..

Raah mein pathar to aayenge..
Lekin kadam nahi dag-mag-ayenge..

Maut ko bhi rok lenge..
Jab tak manzil tak na pahunchein..

Chalte aaye hein, chalte chale jayenge..
Lekin har raah par apne nishaan chhod jayenge..

Love of My Life - Part 6

My first crush - DC, a school senior.
She is by far the most beautiful girl I have seen in my entire life, even better than Aishwarya Rai.

I yet remember the farewell night, she looked stunning in black. There is so much passion and truth in a school boy's innocent love that no words can explain it. Just the sight of her made my day. Her voice was like a sweet melody to me. I have not heard a voice sweeter than hers ever again.

She was way beyond my league, but I did let her know that I had a thing for her. I made the ultimate mistake of calling her up and asking her dad to give her the phone! Ofcourse, what followed is needless to say, and I promised her never to call back. I never did, but thanks to the internet got in touch with her again. She is a married woman now. Today, when I saw a pic of hers, I realised that she has changed a lot, but yet, that spark remains in her eyes!

Over the years I have met wonderful people, made wonderful friends but have not found true unconditional love. I miss having a friend I can literally own or as someone said "take for granted"! But I know, when independent, not only am I rock solid, but can make even the big mountains envy me!

May you have a wonderful married life DC and may all your dreams come true!

Cheers!

I stand tall..

I stand tall..
Tall enough I know..
Strong enough I believe..

Ready to face the world..
Ready to make my mark..

Ready with arms wide open..
Ready to embrace the world..

Ready to look beyond the horizon..
Ready to think beyond the obvious..

Ready to see the unseen..
Ready to hear the unheard..

Ready to fall..
Ready to rise after I fall..

Ready to race against myself..
Ready to explore myself..