Few small poems on Friendship.

I wrote these poems when I was very young ... when friendship was the only relation that I used to care about... more than my mom... more than my dad....or any one else in my family,  my friends were my top priority....when I used to fight with my mom-dad that my friends are correct and not them. When I used to search for lines to write in there birthday cards... and just wrote a few set of lines myself sometimes. Sharing all those young teenage poems, very simple ones that was scribbled out of my love for my friends.

This one is dated 2001 22nd Sep ,which happens to be one of my very good friends Birthday.

My life was still, without trills and frills,

You came in my life, with a sharpened knife

To cut all my grieves, to get me relieved

You added colors to it, to make it exquisite

You lent your hand, when I was not able to stand

You treated me with such care, which I would never like to share

You mean so much to me, as you will always be

There in my heart, whether  you are near or far apart

This one is dated 8th April 2002

Your friendship for me, was a key of gold,

That suddenly opened the doors, to joys untold.

Those happy moments, those moments of fun,

The days spend together, under the shining sun.

I will cherish them, all through my life,

Whether I am twenty, fifty or seventy five.

How can I ever forget you, I will never be able to,

Because a part of my heart, is gone away with you.

This one is dated 14th December 2002, again a very nearby date for a very good friends birthday.

The days when you will feel a little low,

Or perhaps have no where to go,

I will sure have a joke to crack

To put your lovely smile back.

Whenever you will feel forlorn

And don't know what to do or don't

I will take away your distress

To make you feel lively and fresh

To speak of your good and bad days

You can put your trust in me always

You can always have me on to depend

I will be your forever FRIEND.

What I did this Weekend..

This is what I did this weekend...

I got the plain pot from ISKON temple... yes it is the same pot that they distribute "prashad" if u take Rs/- 100 ticket.

Created a little texture on the pot and painted it.
Also did the flowers from M-Seal, painted with acrylic colors.

Here is the final product...

 Do leave a feedback...that would really help me to improve.

It was April 5th 2002

I wrote this poem on 5th April 2002. The year which I gave my 12th board exams. I was not sure about my future. I knew that I will not score well in my board exams, did not knew how I will fulfil my dad's dreams, My dreams...Lot of chaos in my mind...I wrote this poem.  

ये राहे जाने कहाँ मुझे ले जाएँ

शायद गुमनामी के वीरनो मे, या अंधेरी उजाड़ बियबानो मे

शायद मेरे सपनो की दुनिया, आगे चल मेरा सच हो जाएँ

जाने कहाँ हैं एक राहों का छोर, जाने चला जा रहा हू मैं किस ओर

चाहत हैं रोशनी, जगमगाते, झिलमिलाते

तारों को छूने की चाह थी

क्या मिलेगी मुझे वो, मेरी मंज़िल

जिसकी कल्पना मे जाने कितनी रात जगा, रात दिन देखे बिना सिर्फ़ उसकी ओर भागा

बंद पलकों मे या खुली आँखों से, जिसे हमेशा निहारता था

जिसकी एक झलक मात्र को, लाँघे अगणित समंदर

और शायद पार कर जाऊं, अनेको अनेक पर्वत शिखर

उन गलियों से भी गुज़ारा, जहाँ हर कदम काँटे चुबहे

साथी तो कई मिले

साथी तो कई मिले, अच्छे बुरे जो साथ चले

जिनकी आगोश मे एक पल को, भुला बैठा अपने दर्द को, गम को,

पर मैं अकेला था हमेशा हर कदम, ये वक़्त जो नित नये गम

भूल गया उनको पीछे छोड़ आया हू, अपने प्यारों से मूह मोड़ आया हू

साथी तो कई मिलेंगे

साथी तो कई मिलेंगे, अच्छे बुरे जो साथ चलेंगे

और यदि रह जाऊं भी मैं अकेला, शायद मुझे कोई गम ना होगा

गर वो मेरे साथ होगी

गर वो मेरे साथ होगी, मेरी मंज़िल

जिसके स्वर्णिम मुख को देखने मैं चला था, चाहत मैं जिसकी पाने को मैं पाला था

जिसके ख़यालों मे ये राह चुनी थी, जिस सुंदरी की कल्पना की थी

चलता रहा हू, चलता ही रहूँगा, ज़िंदगी की शाम होने तक बढ़ता ही रहूँगा

चाहे फूल मिले या पत्थर, चाहे खुशी मिले या चुबहे नश्तर

पर राह ये जो मैने चुनी हैं

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