Be Original # Day 3,OctPoWriMo Challenge,2013

                                                                              2013 image,Saharanpur

Every moment is magical..

Each situation has

 Something to offer.

Take it,

Or leave it..

“Be Original!”

You said with grey tones.

 “Ok!”

Thankfully, I took it as

A learning opportunity.

Poetry was eager

To go with the flow..

To feel the feelings

As they were,

To paint emotions

With my madness

On the canvas of mood..

Then..

My journey began

With some baby steps

“Untitled!”

Drinking from “A Cup Of Nectar”

 Followed by “A Rendezvous with Myself.”

~~payal~~

P.S. "A Cup Of Nectar" and "A Rendezvous with Myself " were my first steps in the world of poetry.

Missing # Day2 OctPoWriMo Challenge, 2013

                                                                                                        2010 image,Haridwar

Hiding from the present,

Some rhymes were lost

And the rhythm missed

In the midstream..

In the ashes of time

Travelling distant miles,

I wept and wept

And closed my eyes.

Beneath the dark clouds

On a dusky evening

Rhythmic beats
painted my dreams!

Out of the blues

On the bed of river Ganges

 In some floating prayers..

I found them

 Yet again..

Poetry heals the parched soul…

~~payal~~

AUTUMN HUES # Day 1 OctPoWriMo Challenge,2013

                                          2013 image,Goa

As I go back in time and remember the Fall

Unprecedented thoughts wrapped in a shawl

Talks beneath the Sun of the unheard and unseen

Unfinished stories with thoughts in between

Momentary existence of the autumn leaves

Nostalgic memories as one perceives

Held with faith the memories of the phase

Ultimate surrender clears the haze

Echoing silence follow the leaves pale

Secretly revives the forgotten tales                            

~~payal~~

Death..

Death..

It's not scary,

It's the story of

A soul evolved and

A journey completed.

Said the smile on the body.

As they say,

“The brightest flame burns quickest”..

Death..

It takes the soul 

out of the body,

Just once, but

the wailing resonate in the  ears,

pain flows through the eyes,

and the restless minds,

bear an impression

of life’s uncertainty!

Life! It goes on!

Listen closely..

For there is no tomorrow,

Only regrets shall follow!
 Life you never know

When and how it's going to end!

~~payal~~

P.S. 
Wrote something for my Brother-in-law who expired last month. He was diagnosed with Leukemia in May..The worst part is that he was 42..It's so difficult to believe that we won't see him ever..and I still can't gather the courage to put his pic with a garland even at my blog for now!

My brother-in-law had fever. Doctors gave medicine for flu but it didn’t come down and some tests were suggested. His platelet count  was very low. Everyone suspected Dengue. Some further tests were done and there was sort of infection in blood. He was admitted in the hospital in Dehradun. Doctor’s suspected Leukemia and his bone marrow test was done. The senior doctor was on leave and some junior doctors suggested that we should take him to Delhi for further treatment.

 Blood cancer with a rare blood group A-.

I remember the day when we came to know that he’s suffering with Leukemia.  Somewhere,back of the mind,everyone in the family had thoughts of the painful death of my mother-in-law. Two chemo therapies were done. He was recovering and doctors had permitted him to go back home for ten days.

He was so happy that he was recovering and giving a tough fight to Leukemia. He was getting better and had started working from home. He had to go for his 3^rd Chemo, it also went well but unexpectedly,he caught some infections soon after the procedure. He was shifted in ICU, the place I fear the most! He slept in the night but didn’t wake up in the morning. He had a multi-organ-failure.
None of us was prepared. He was just 42.

I saw tears in my husband’s eyes everytime when he spoke about my mother-in-law who lost her battle against Leukemia in 1986 at an early age of 43. There might have been negligence or maybe proper treatments were not available. I didn’t have an answer when my sister-in-law said to me “mummy atleast lived for two years after her diagnosis, but he couldn’t survive for two months with new age technology.” 

  He was not eating properly for almost 6-7 months and by the time it was diagnosed his 80% cells had been affected with cancer.He had met with an accident a few years back. According to doctors, that injury had affected his bone marrow.No matter what,he wanted to live and we tried our best but none of our efforts could save him. He was continuously giving strength to other chemo patients telling them that there is nothing to fear,cracking jokes with people around.Rest in peace bhaiya! You shall stay in our hearts forever..

 

Cancer..This disease makes a person mentally and emotionally weak. Loss of appetite, fever should never be ignored.                                                              

 Recently I heard of Anus cancer. My friend’s mother-in- law is suffering with this dreadful disease. She’s an Alzheimer’s patient too. Prayers for her as she is undergoing the radiation therapy.

 

 

ज़िन्दगी

दो पल रूककर चल पड़ती है ज़िन्दगी

सांस सांस हवा सी बहती है ज़िन्दगी

यादों में कुछ इस तरह ढ़लती है ज़िन्दगी

आँखें मूंदे फिर कभी नज़र आती  है ज़िन्दगी

कभी अठखेलियाँ करती है कभी मुस्कुराती है ज़िन्दगी

कभी थकी हुई गुमसुम नज़र आती है ज़िन्दगी

कभी खुद को खुद से चुराती है ज़िन्दगी

कभी खुद को खुद से मिलाती है ज़िन्दगी

कभी ठहरोगे कहीं दो पल के लिए राही

फिर देखना ज़रा कितना सताती है ज़िन्दगी

किसी के लिए कभी जी कर तो  देखो

चुपके से तुम्हें उसकी जान बनाती  है ज़िन्दगी

भीगी दोपहर में मचलती आँगन में धूप सी

छुपती-छुपाती खामोश क़दमों से आती है ज़िन्दगी

ख्वाब सजाती ,हंसाती-रुलाती,भागती-दौड़ती ये  ज़िन्दगी

आती जाती साँसों के बीच डूबती उभरती ज़िन्दगी

~~पायल ~~

बारिश

 बारिश..

 कितना कुछ सिमटा हुआ है

 इस एक शब्द में...

मौसम का बदलाव ,

मिट्टी की सौंधी खुशबू..

लहलहाती फ़सलें और हरियाली..

भड़ास निकालते गरजते बादल...

कौंधती बिजली

कौन जाने कितना कुछ 

समेटे हैं अपने भीतर

सिहर जाती हूँ मैं ये सोचकर..

मौसम की पहली बारिश में भीगते ही 

न जाने कितनी उम्मीदें ,कितने सपने,

कितनी यादें और कितने एहसास

डबडबाई आँखों में 

पल भर में झिलमिलाने लगते हैं ..

सब कुछ अपने भीतर 

समेटे आती है ये बारिश..

बरसती है,भिगाती है,

घर का आँगन

भीतर ही भीतर कुछ कहता है मन

न जाने कितनी यादें ..

और बस !

 बरसने लगती है बारिश ..

रिमझिम ..

सकुचाती, सहमी हुई  बारिश ..

सूनी सड़कों पर 

बारिश से बचते लोग

क्या कभी समझ पाएंगे

क्या कहती है ये बारिश!?

~~ पायल ~~ 

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