Thursday, November 27, 2008
आशा
Monday, November 24, 2008
काय करावं काही सुचत नाही
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Sunday
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Colors
Sunday, November 16, 2008
धुंदला
धंदेवाईक
Saturday, November 15, 2008
कर्णभाष
Friday, November 14, 2008
Devaluation, Revaluation
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
रेशीमस्पर्श
स्वप्न
द्रौपदी आणि कांदा
ओरखडे
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Love And Bliss
I had childhood friends
very good friends
love and bliss.
We used to be together
all all the time.
We played n played
even when we fought
always ended with
a nice broad smile
n heartful of time.
As I grew up
love and bliss
became very elusive.
I got very sore
kicked them afar.
I stayed alone
in youthful arrogance
closing all inways
for any bit of fragrance,
leaving my heart stink.
Love and bliss
knocked so often.
I numbed my ears
with loud cacophony
of my anger n agony.
I danced a lot
in gay and merry,
i fought a lot
in anger and vigour,
i was loved a lot.
Years went by
in love and gaiety.
Love and bliss
kept on knocking.
My heart remained closed.
Years went by
and I met a heart
heart opened my heart
love and bliss
zoomed in n stayed.
Just a heart
loving and lovable
opened my heart
for divine old friends
love and bliss.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Mother
When a cub returns bruised
From an unsuccessful kill
Mother tigress licks its wounds
Prods it for another try
When a baby sucking milk
Bites on the nipple
Mother simply cuddles him hard
Takes him to the other breast
When a child returns bruised
After a fight with others
Mother scolds him right
Tearfully hugs him tight
When a mom scolds for better
Gets a growl in return
She respects young passion
Time for love and compassion
When a man sees these moms
Its his time to grow
To embolden his heart
To give more, to be more
एक शेर
कही सूना है ये शेर।
If I don't take care of my baggage, who will?
If I dont take care of my baggage, who will?
who will?
co-passanger
mother
wife
doctor
leader
government
police
official
friend
foe
god
fate
something
somebody
?
If I dont take care of my BAGGAGE, who will?
baggage?
bags
hold-all
stuff
ornaments
near, dear ones
emotions
sexuality
feelings
unwanted
wanted
longing
thoughts
rationality
valuable
despicable
good
bad
ugly
worthy
?
If I dont take care of my baggage, who will?
I?
body
soul
heart
mind
brain
emotions
children
husband
family
society
beauty
gender
sex
ego
god
Satan
loving
aggressive
king
beggar
one
many
everyone
only me
?
Does this remind you of man having many children from many wifes?!
P.S.: No religious or gender comments, value judgments are involved or intended
Friday, November 7, 2008
Passanger with luggage on his head
Sharp Corners
Thursday, November 6, 2008
अगम्य रम्य
उंचावलेल्या माना टवकारलेले कान
रोखलेले डोळे नि भिरभिरते नाक
सरर्रर्कन उडे इकडून तिकडे
चिवचिव चिवचिव करे तिकडे
अचानक झेपावे तिकडून इकडे
ते आवर्षण अतिवर्षण
कधी मेघांची नुसती लगबग
इथे पाउस शेजारी ऊन
ही तळ्मळ घालमेल
कधी आतपर्यंत ओहोटी
क्षणात भरतीचा महापूर
असे आरक्त रुसवे फुगवे
संतापाचा प्रकांड कल्लोळ
कधी प्रेमाचे अतीव उमाळे
अद्भूत अनाकलनीय रम्य
बाहेरचे तरी खेळ सोंपे
मन आतले अती अगम्य.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
चिमाणीचा पापा
दाणा देवून गेली,
एक चिमणी आली
पाणी ठेवून गेली,
एक चिमणी आली
काडी शिवून गेली,
एक चिमणी आली
मेण लिम्पून गेली,
एक चिमणी आली
बी पेरून गेली।
मी ते बी रुजवलं
ख़तपाणी घालून फ़ुलवलं
फळाफुलांनी सजवलं,
चिऊकाऊन्नी गजबजलं।
तिच्या काडीची सुंदर घरटी बांधली,
तिच्या मेणाने ती सुंदर लिम्पली,
फळंफूलं त्यात भरभरून भरली,
इवल्या इवाल्यान्नी चिवचिवली।
एक चिमणी येते
माझ्या कानात चिवडते
एक चिमणी येते
छान काम म्हणते,
एक चिमणी येते
दूर झाडं दाखवते,
एक चिमणी येते
पापा घेऊन जाते.
Monday, November 3, 2008
तू झालो
माझा मीच बसलो होतो
रात्र उजाडण्याची वाट पहात
तुझ्या येण्याची वाट पहात
तू आलीस -
चमचमत्या तारयांचे
छनछानते पैंजन घालून,
काळयाशार आभाळाची
लख्ख शाल पांघरून,
आसमंत दरवळीची
मनभर संगत घेऊन,
प्रतिपदेच्या चंद्राची
आशापालावी होवून,
अनंत विश्वाची शून्यता
अलगद माझ्यात भरून,
अशी आल्यावर स्वतःच
होत्याची नव्हती होवून।
माझा मीच राहिलो नाही
इतका तू झालो.
एकच ना
कवी : गणेश भाकरे
झालो परदेशी
घासासाठी फ़क्त,
तुझ माझ रक्त
एकच ना!
बोलणारी बोली
जराशी वेगळी,
तुझी माझी झोळी
एकच ना!
पोटासाठी आम्ही
सोडल रे गाव,
पोटाचा स्वभाव
एकच ना!
करू नको गड्या
असा माझा द्वेष,
तुझा माजा देश
एकच ना!
गाळूनिया घाम
भरतो रे पोट,
जगण्याची गोठ
एकच ना!
आम्ही काय केलं
असं गड्या पाप,
तुला वाटे शाप
एकच ना!
असं कसं म्हणू
मला परप्रान्ती,
पोटाची भ्रमंती
एकच ना!
Sunday, November 2, 2008
व्हेन्डिंग मशीन
पाय फाकवून झोपली होती
कोणीही या, फटीत नाणं टाका,
गचगच करा नि पाहिजे ते मिळवा
व्हेंडींग मशिनाला काय त्याचं
माझी मात्र ती पहिलीच वेळ होती।
दाटून आली होती
अनामिक भीती नि नवागत थरथर ।
तरुण भावनांचा उमलायाचा क्षण
हलूवार अलगद फूंकर मारल्यासारखा।
समोर पडला होता मांसाचा गोळा
अनावृत्त, मांसल, सुडौल, मृत
फूलपाखाराला मिळाली पत्थराची साथ
एक झांज वाजली मातीच्या गोळयावर
तेवू पाहणारी ज्योत पडली बर्फात जाऊन
माझ्या त्या नाजुक सुंदर ज्योतीचे
आयुष्य कसे तेवले माहीत नाही
मेणबत्ती मात्र वितळून जागीच
झाली मेणाचा गोळा
अनाकार, भावहीन, प्राणहीन, अर्थहीन
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Now I love her
but I let her go,
let her flow,
let her grow.
and she grew into me
I knew I was going to be lonely,
but I did not ask of her,
did not seek from her,
did not hold her.
and she grew in me.
Now I say I love her.
Ek Rukaa Hua Faislaa एक रुका हुआ फ़ैसला
The movie starts with a rakhwaldar ushering these 12 men into a room. There is a lot of banter about how the boy is a murderer and should eb severly punished. They immediately decide on voting to seal the decision. 11 men unequivocally vote 'guilty', but one man says he is simply not sure and needs some discussion. After lot of heated arguments others relent. They agree to logically convince the 12th person. And what actually unfolds is an intense emotinal drama. Its amazing to w atch how our emotions decide our logic, from hypothesis to conclusion.
Its a very fast paced drama which unfolds in a single room. Yes, believe me, in one big room. No flashbacks, no dreams, no fighting, no jumping around. Still a amazing pace.
In a hindi movie style this movie too, is a bit tool bold and loud, and characters well demarked. But if you discount these then you are in for a intense interpaly of human emotions and characters. Believe me, its worth this much discounting
I got it in a video library. So its easily accessible.
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