A visit to the Holy City of Vrindavan opened up a new chapter to the book of life. Besides being a city of temples it is also a city of Widows. This poem is the poet's reflection of her visit at Maitri Ghar Widhwa Ashram.
An account of a visit to the widows of Vrindavan and Mumbai and how it materialized in the sevas.
चाहा था समेट लूँ यादों के धागे पिरो लूँ बीते कल के कुछ मोती मगर कमबख़्त दिल दे गया धोखा हर याद पिरोने से पहले कर गया दगा़ आँखों से बहने लगी एक एक याद गुज़रे समय की हूक करती फ़रियाद न बुला! न रुला! एै दिल ए नादान मुझे अतीत बन कर ही रहने … Continue reading यादें
Memories haunt us time and again bringing joy and sadness together to play with the emotional triggers.
Some reflections, some after thoughts as the recovery phase started post the terror attack on 15th January 2019 at #14, Riverside Drive in Nairobi.
Barely two weeks into the fresh new year when Nairobi witnessed the ugly scene of terror once again. This poem is a partial account of the unfolding of scenes as understood by the poet.
मीठी सी मुस्कान वह प्यारी बहुत दिलों को देती दिलदारी चेहरे की मासूमियत झलकती गम्भीर सी सोच के तले कोटू अन्कल वह बातें प्यारी याद सदा रहेंगी न्यारी बहुत अचानक किया चलाना निरंकार की शरण था जाना वो बचपन के छुट्टियों के दिन जब मनु व रीटा हांगकांग आते वह आपका हर रात हमारा … Continue reading कर गए चलाना
It's brought new hope It's brought gleeful cheer It's time to drop old gear And welcome the New Year It's brought resolutions It's brought commitments It's time to move forward In this brand New Year It's brought family love It's brought friendly joy It's time for celebration And wish a Happy New Year It's brought … Continue reading Happy New Year
अपनी सभ्यता भूल, निभाया पराया धर्म। अपनों को तज, ग़ैरों को मनाया ।
The image of Santa Claus being a male was quite different from a child's memory of his kiddy days.
