thanks baba for everything

thanks baba, for teaching us to be strong,
thanks baba, for showing us what’s right from wrong,

thanks baba, for giving us enough love ans shelter,
thanks baba, for sharing with us our tears and laughter,

thanks baba, for teaching us to stand on our won,
thanks baba, for all the love and case you have shown,

thanks baba, for giving us support and inspirations,
thanks baba, for guiding us in our debating and decisions,

thanks baba, for being responsible, kind and hardworking,
thanks baba, for lending us your time when we are concentrating,

thanks baba, for loving from your heart,
and thanks baba for hoping you will be with us in heaven and not apart.

thanks baba for showing us how a real father should be,
thanks baba, for you always cared for maa, didi, munni, bhai and me.

what more can we ask from a great father like you,
thanks baba, for special fathers like you are un-common and reduce to a few,

thanks baba for showing us unconditional caring and love,
for we hope you can read and hear this from above.

I will be there

when true friendship
binds two individuals together,
that bond can never be broken.

for in times of confusion,
I will be there to listen to you.

in times of sadness,
I will be there to console you.

in times of anger,
I will be there to talk with you
even when miles separate us.

my friend.. 

when you are confused,
when you are sad, 

when you are angry,

search your heart, and I will be there.
I am and always will be your friend.

our family chain is broken now

we do not need a special day 

to bring you to our minds,
the days we do not think of you

are very hard to find.

each morning when we awake

we know that you are gone,
and no one knows the heartache

as we try to carry on.

our hearts still ache with sadness

and secret tears still flow,
what it meant to lose you

no one will ever know.

our thoughts are always with you, 

your place no one can fill,
in life we loved you dearly, 

in death we love you still.

there will always to be a heartache, 

and often a silent tear,
but always a precious memory

of the days when you were here.

if tears would make a staircase, 

and heartaches make a lane,
we woud walk the path to heaven 

and bring you home again.

we hold you close within our hearts

and there you will remain,
to walk with us throughout our lives

until we meet again.

our family chain is broken now,

and nothing seems the same,
but as god calls us one by one, 

the chain will link again.

sometimes I can’t believe that you've actually gone

sometimes, I can’t believe baba
that you have actually gone,
yet you have left me with
an inner strength to build my life upon.

you have also left good memories
which within my heart I hold,
that no one can ever take away
for I treasure them like gold.

so dear baba rest peacefully,
you are in my every thought,
and I feel such thankfulness
for all the happiness you brought.

you never know, your end may be near

it was early in the morning at four,
when death knocked upon a bedroom door.
“who is there?” the sleeping one cried,
“I’ am izrael, let me inside.”

at once, the man began to shiver,
as one sweating in deadly fever, he
shouted to his sleeping wife,
“don’t let him take away my life.”

“please go away, o angel of death!
leave me alone, I am not ready yet.
my family on me depend, give me a chance,
o please prepense!”

the angel knocked again and again,
“friend! I’ll take your life without a pain,
‘it is your soul god require,
I come not with my own desire.

bewildered, the man began to cry,
“o angel! I am so afraid to die
I’ll give you gold and be your slave,
don’t send me to the unlit grave.”

“let me in, o friend!” the angel said,
“open the door, get up from your bed.
if you do not allow me in,
I will walk through it, like a jinn.”

the man held a gun in his right hand,
ready to defy the angel’s stand,
“I’ll point my gun, towards your head.

you dare come in, I’ll shoot you dead.”
by now, the angel was in the room,
saying, “o friend! prepare for your doom.
foolish man, angels never die,
put down your gun and do not sigh.”

“why are you afraid! tell me o man,
to die according to god’s plan?
come, smile at me, do not be grim,
be happy to return to him.”

“o angel! I bow my head in shame,
I had no time to take god’s name.
from morn till dusk I made my wealth,
not even caring for my health.”

“god's commands I never obeyed
nor any time a day, I ever prayed.
a ramadan came and ramadan went but
no time had I to repent.”

“the tirath was already fard on me
but I would not part with my money.
all charities I did ignore taking usury more and more.”

“sometimes I sipped my favorite wine
with flirting women I sat to dine.
o angel! I appeal to you spare my life for a year or two.”

“the laws of geeta I will obey,
I’ll begin salat this very day.
my fast and tirath, I will complete,
and keep away from self conceit.”

“I will refrain from usury,
and give all my wealth to charity, wine
and wenches I will detest,
god’s oneness I will attest.”

“we angels do what god demands,
we cannot go against his commands.
death is ordained for everyone,
father, mother, daughter or son.”

“I’ am afraid, this moment is your last,
now be reminded, of your past.
I do understand your fears
but it is now too late for tears.”

“you lived in this world, two score and more,
never did you, your people adore.
your parents, you did not obey,
hungry beggars, you turned away.”

“your two ill-gotten, female offsprings,
in night-clubs, for livelihood they sing.
breaking promises all your life,
backbiting friends, and causing strife.”

“from hoarded goods, great profits
you made, and your poor workers,
you underpaid.
horses and cards were your leisure,
money-making was your pleasure.”

“you ate vitamins and grew more fat,
with the very sick, you never sat.
a pint of blood you never gave,
which could a little baby save.”

“o human, you have done enough wrong,
you bought good properties for a song.
when the farmers appealed to you,
you did not have mercy, ’tis true.”

“paradise for you? I cannot tell,
undoubtedly you will dwell in hell.
there’s no time for you to repent,
I’ll take your soul for which I am sent.”

the ending, however, is very sad.
eventually the man became mad.
with a cry, he jumped out of bed.
and suddenly, he fell down dead.

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you never know, your end may be near
change your living and make amends,
for heaven, on your deeds depends.

shades of life

a lull before the storm,
the aftermath of cries..

fear of loosing your beloved..
the pain of good byes..

the innocent hungry eyes,
starving and searching for food..

the love of our parents,
that we never understood..

the loss of a mate,
on the day their’ souls met..

the million blunders,
that one could never regret..

the touch of a dying person,
suddenly gripping your hand..

the frozen eyes of those,
unjustly punished and hanged..

ssssshhhh! ! ! !
can you hear this? ?

this sound that blesses..this sound that ruins,
be it a disaster or moment of ecstasy,

its all silence.. silence…that speak volumes! !

silence of great love,
silence of painful deceit,

silence of embittered friendship,
silence of indelible defeat..

silence between father and son,
when father fails to explain his stand..

silence between husband and wife,
when he fails to give her a hand…

silence of a happy mother,
looking at her sleeping child..

silence of a big hug,
when two sisters fought and cried..

silence of a priest,
offering to god his prayer..

silence of mourners,
sharing their sorrow and despair..

silence of an old man,
being told his only son died..

silence of those who have failed,
leading to another suicide..

oh! ! what is it.. peace or horror,
what is it.. that I'm feeling..

this ultimate language.. this divine beauty,
is it hurting me or am I healing..?

ssshhhhh! !
listen to it.. the sound of silence..
and set all your fears free..

speak to yourself.. laugh aloud..
because life’s yours if you allow it to be..

who is a father

who is a father
an angle or human?

he is wise, he is very nice
who understands his child from every side,

protective and caring
great and daring,

he is a teacher, he is a guide
he is loving and is always right,

so we should pray for his long life
as he is an indispensable part of our lives.

thanks you my God!

my god I heard you, once again thanks you
thanks you! thanks you! thanks you.

it was a dream, but sounded real
I saw you dialing fast, in vain.

contacts though failed, your zeal was real
then suddenly, when dialed again.

it rang for me, and continued
but, I was looking at you.. your face.

your eyes! and all was quietly viewed
for long.. discovering rays of grace.

it rang! and rang and rang again
thanks you! I thought, it was some one, not you.

I wanted, not to miss that view
then came, a hint from your sweet eyes.

in moments, disappeared all whys
I lifted! oh, that was your voice.

that view, went-off.. I heard the choice
you, now, wanted me, talk to you.
thanks you! thanks you! thanks you! thanks you.

your face appeared on phone, with voice
I know, thou art always so nice
my senses know you, voice-and-face

your touch and scent.. your charming grace
but, I know-not the taste, as yet

comes in between, a flimsy net
and, then I heard you, once again.

then door-bell rang.. poured-out the gain
my God! I heard you once again thanks you,
thanks you! thanks you! thanks you! thanks you!!

I want you to come and cheer me up

I am old..
my spirits are prone to stoop,
I want you to come and cheer me up!

when morning melts in night.. birds sing,
when bells perform pure magic.. ring,
when mothers wake their offspring up,
when life swarms-up in everything,
I want you come and dear me up,
I want you to come and cheer me up!

when lovely breeze moves hair and scarves,
when eyes long for some-one that sweet,
when senses grow and the evil dwarfs,
when finger-tips sweep dirt and treat,
I want you to come and cheer me up!

I want you to come and cheer me up,
when I go places staring round,
when flowers on tree-tops abound,
when plodding feet require some rest,
when thoughts of loneliness surround.
I want you come and steer me up,
I want you to come and cheer me up!

when bright sun shows, yet darkness dwells,
when thirst can not be quenched by wells,
when cloudy mist athwart the head,
in moon-lit nights, in dol-drums swells,
I want you come and rear me up,
I want you to come and cheer me up!

nobody know how far it goes

nobody knows how it got there
the door in the side of the rock
always open. 

nobody knows if the stairs go down or up
does up lead to happiness?
does down lead to sorrow?

nobody knows if there is a light
at the end of the hall
waiting to be turned
on or off .

nobody know how far it goes
forever or does it stop?

nobody knows how it got there
the door in the side of the rock.

live life to its fullest

life is like flowing water,
if it stops..

it gets stagnated.

if it flows.. 

it turns into a waterfall,
a stream, a river and ocean. 

similarly life has joys and worries,
but its like sunrise after night, 

so after each sad event,

there is a happy event,
so live life to its fullest,
enjoy each second of life.

life is precious, 

respect it,
thank thou for it. 

a wonderful gift to share

a hug is a wonderful gift to share,
a way to show each other that we care.
there is so much a hug is able to do,
when you feel those arms, holding you.

it is a place to feel safe and warm,
a comfort for a sad heart that is torn.
an expression of the love in our heart,
for ones who we wish, never to be apart.

a greeting when we meet to say hello,
or to say goodbye when we have to go.
it can hold us up when life gets us down,
and make us smile, instead of frown.

a hug can be given for no reason at all,
and given to those, both big and small.
we are never too old to feel the joy it brings,
as it is one of life’s, most pleasing things.

and for all of this beauty, a hug is free,
costs nothing, yet means so much to me.
we should all hug another to show we care,
for to feel a warm hug, nothing can compare..

God is the word, which inspires us all

an invisible force for some,
an inspiration for some,
an imagination for some,
a belief for some.

but whatever it is,
God is the word,
which inspires us all,
to do the unthinkable.

no one cares you believe or not,
but all that matters,
is what you do God may be a fence,
to warn us of our limits,
or God may be a weapon,
by which we harass other humans.

but my friend whatever it is,
true or false no one knows.

but all I know is one little thing,
you be true to your own heart,
and that is god and that is divine.

haven’t you ever wondered

have you ever wondered what love feels like? 
the feeling for passion, 
the feeling for pleasure. 

have you ever wondered what having a man feels like? 
the feeling of her arms, 
the feeling of her lips brushing against yours. 

have you ever wondered what sadness feels like? 
the feeling of depression, 
the feeling of lostness.

have you ever wondered how being different felt like? 
the feeling of loneliness, 
the feeling of uniqueness.

have you ever wondered what life feels like? 
the feeling of unfairness, 
the feeling of guiltness.

have you ever wondered what you feel like? 
the feeling of mirrors all around, 
the feeling of your heart.

haven’t you ever wondered...?

it’s give and take! we are midst a race

this world is an exchanging place, 
it’s give and take! we are midst a race. 

the pity sun gives light, hues and heat, 
that warms our souls and hearts, 
in turn, we turn to dust, 
pure dust of micro-microns, 
spread athwart, 

and move upwards, move up and up, 
in quest of reaching our own base, 
it’s give and take we are midst a race. 

on the way, we are captured, enshrouded, 
by condensing moistures in sky, 
and clouds are formed ‘round us, shortly, 
we are thrust earthward, midst thunderous cry!! 

and drop with rain droplets on earth, 
if saved from traps, we are back to space, 
its give and take, we are midst a race.

there various forces drag us on, 
and zigzag paths take quite long time!

such time that ages pass quietly, 
that we are speeding fast, past-prime!! 

you are there if we can reach, that’s true! 
but after all, how shall we face? 
it’s give and take! we are midst a race.

it's not just for me.. it's for us

it's not just for me,  it's for us 
let's live, we can't escape this rush? 

I mean yes, this wild rush, 
we can't avoid the life as such. 

it's tough as much, it's blessed as much, 
it's worth living, it's worth winning, 

and once one has companionship, 
of your mind-set one must worship, 

I want to live to the best of me, 
matters not one is he or she? 

let all these blooms belong us all, 
face life as such, blush or non-blush, 

let's live.. we can't escape this rush, 
let be it a rise, let be it a fall. 

you came in arms, moistened the palms, 
pulse grew bouncing, declining calms, 

oh love it's love all, pounding love 
and it's pure pang, who's hawk? 

who's dove? these lovely skies, these lovely stars 
are fruits of love or endless wars? 

come, hold my hand, it's tough and rough, 
don't go that far? it's all enough. 

don't kiss me if it comforts not, 
but touch me for, my veins are hot. 

please touch me, might I fail to live, 
if you can't take, why did you then give? 
it's not for me but for us both.

sweetheart I am thinking of you

sweetheart...
I am thinking of you.

how your life is, 
are you happy? 
hope you doing fine. 

I can’t sleep, 
I cry all night long, 
I miss you so,

I wish I could hold you 
in my arms one more time.

I tried to find a way 
to get you by my side, 
spending my whole life 
waiting for you 
to loosing memories 
that once was true.

I keep wondering why 
I fell in love with you,

when you need me 
I will be there for you, 
you know you might be lonely 
I will be here waiting for you, 
if you ever need me 
I will be there.

I think a while and think it over 
things get tough for me here, 
but I will still be waiting for you.

I wish we could walk, 
I wish we could talk, 
I will cry a million tears for you. 
just for you...

I can't stop loving you

please believe me,
don't ever leave me.
I don't lie,
please don't deny.
I can't live widout you.
I juz can't stop loving you.

you want me too,
so I am leaving you.
but my wordz are true,
I am just sorry too say that,

I can't stop loving you.

I don't know, where to go,
don't know, what to do.
I am just sorry to say that,
I can't stop loving you.

let me say today,
something you never knew,
that I love you.
I am just sorry to say that,
I can't stop loving you. 

I want to kiss you all night,
want to love you tonight,
I don't know why?
like hell, I am missing you,
I just can't stop loving you.
and baby its just true.

really,
I can't do, without you.
and I just can't stop loving you.

Happy Birthday Munni

someone as special as you, 
who always thinks of others, 

who’s true to her heart, 
and dedicated to her family, 
deserves a wonderful birthday, 

I hope your birthday is 
as best as ever memorable time,
that you will always look back on fondly.

may the day bring you as
much beauty as a garden full
of pink roses in bloom
and inspire hope for tomorrow.

I can't go to sleep without thinking of you

I can't go to sleep, 
I am just thinking of you, 
all of the feelings coming through my soul 
when I am with you, 

nowhere else I want to be 
it's just right, you with me.

you make me melt when you kiss me, 
you make me faint when you touch me,  
I have all these emotions, 
never felt this way about anyone in my life.

I am so happy, I want to cry, 
the fact that I am with my dream,

your perfect in everyway, 
I lived for someone like you, 
I am wide-awake thinking of you,

you must be an angel, 
no other explanation 
these feelings are real, 
not just dreams or fantasy 
I love being with you.

just watching the stars, 
so special with you 
I don't care what anyone else has to say 
it's just you and me,  forever...

I sometimes cry myself 
to sleep with thoughts of you, 
these are tears of happiness, 
you are all I want,

everything else is meaningless, 
I don't know how to explain how I feel, 

but I know that its for certain and true 
I can honestly say I love you, 
while I can't go to sleep 
without thinking of you.