Thursday, October 27, 2011

HEY, OTHERS TOO EXIST...





Many a times, we are obsessed with our own lives - our own work, our own achievements, our own success. We forget that others exist... even though the 'others' may mean our own good friends.

Ajay was my student more than twenty years ago. He, later, became a dear friend and we became each other's well-wishers. Presently, Ajay is settled with his family in Pune, where he runs his business. Along with it, he also runs his NGO, which he keeps telling me was inspired our DAWN CLUB.

The reason why I remember Ajay, today, is that he had mailed me some of his college-days poems just, I am sure, expecting that I would read them... that I may tell him, "Ajay, they are beautiful." But, then, as I told you at the outset, I was in my own world... I failed to notice Ajay's mail with this attachment!

A month had gone by!

And, just a while ago, my eyes fell on them... and, I became a little angry with myself. For, being so selfish... by basking under my own glory.

So, I instantly decided to publish, through this blog of mine, a couple of his poems. Hope, you will love them. Here are they.


OFTEN



My wrong scores on my right often
I get depressed when in pleasure often
I look for the divine source, which lures me often
Looking for the one within that drives me often
Who am I, I wonder often


Nights are better than Days often
When in light, darkness moves me often
Knowingly the unknowing gets happening often
Looking for the one within that drives me often
Who am I , I wonder often


My respect and honour is the need often
But Humiliation keeps me moving often
Though alive, being dead at times often
Looking for the one within that drives me often
Who am I, I wonder often


The sound that, rings the silence often
The dance that marks the stillness often
Words of wisdom, may guard me often
Looking for the one within that drives me often
Who am I, I wonder often



FEAR


I fear the thundering clouds
But I Love the silver lining
Wish to hop towards it
All in vain


I fear the happening events
But I love to live an event
Wish to miss an event
All in vain


I fear my fate
But I love it once known
Wish to dodge my fate
All in vain


I fear me
But I love my existence
Wish to kill me
All in vain


LOOK


Look at me, I look at you
I search for me you search for you
Still lost, but awake, others asleep


Look at me, I look at you
A sting at me and a sting at you
Still lost, but awake, others asleep


Look at me, I look at you
I hate me, You hate you
Still lost, but awake, others asleep


Look at me, I look at you
A friend in me and a friend in you
I love you, You love me
Not lost, but awake , others asleep


Look at me, I look at you
I am you, You are me
I thank you, You thank me
Not lost, but awake, others asleep




HUNGER


Hunger with full stomach
I have experienced it
Hunger with ample wealth
I have experienced it


Hunger with laurels
I have experienced it
Hunger with pleasure
I have experienced it


Hunger with hunger
Have you ever seen?
I am the hunger – unseen…



EGO


My Ego
I want it to go
It sticks to me
It grills me


My Ego
I want it to blow
It lives with me
It drives me


My ego
I want it to get low
It rises in me
It follows me


My Ego
Let it glow
Let it kill me
Or else get killed by me



SECRET


Secret of my life
Accept Accept and Accept
All people, All situations
As and how they are


Secret of my life
Accept Accept and Accept
Not to change the world
But to have change in me


Secret of my life
Accept Accept and Accept
Every good and bad moment
With a smile and a little pause




COSMIC LIFE


Here they corner me
Here they hit me
Here they hate me
I long for the cosmic life

Here they fool me
Here they trick me
Here they frighten me
I long for the cosmic life

Here they lie to me
Here they ignore me
Here they ditch me
I long for the cosmic life

But I love them
I care for them
I owe them
I pray for them
I wish them
I gift them
Then why long for cosmic life?


This is just to say, "Ajay, I am very, very sorry... even though you did not say a single word about it."

This is also to tell Ajay, "They are beautiful;" and ask him,"Why have you stopped writing them?"

Thank you, Ajay.


GERALD D'CUNHA












2 comments:

Ajay Jadhav said...

Hey sir,

Happy diwali to you, thanks for posting them on the blog , actually the reason i sent them to you was to know from you, whether they really look like poems or prose, since while writing never i took them as poems, it was just what i felt i penned down, if you remember, we use to attain our poetry circle meetings at dawn club, you were the one who always use to ask us to write poems and read them at poetry circles, maybe that attempt of ours may have made us write such poems , I have penned down my several thoughts almost 100+ till now, but i am myself not aware whether they are really poems or just thoughts . Anyway, i would really thank you once again to keep your blog active , it is really interesting to read your blogs , they certainly force you to ponder and think an extra bit !! always
Hope to share more articles with you further --Ajay

Gerald D'Cunha said...

Hi Ajay,

Whether you have written are poems or prose - how and why should it matter?

I always have held this view, and held it strongly: What I write should touch the reader... There should be life in it, a soul.

Your writings are beautiful... and, they touch.

Do write... and do share

Thanks for the response... and do read the other posts as well.

Love,

GERRY