For this post, I am just going to share a few poems that echo what I feel. There's a lot i actually want to write about what I am feeling. But it's just not the appropriate thing to do. Never have I thought twice about sharing something on this blog, but today I just have to. So instead I will try and hide behind the words of others. Very beautiful words, that many of us, at different points of time in our lives might relate to.
The one in the movie Rockstar goes like this:
पता हैं
यहाँ से बहुत दूर
ग़लत और सही के पार
एक मैदान हैं
मैं वहाँ मिलूंगा तुझे
And the last one I want to share is this poem I read on a train in Singapore, way back in 2011 on my first visit here. Little did I know then that I'll be living in this city one day. The poem is Palmistry, by Gilbert Koh
So Take my hand and hold it,
Bend it gently to the light
Discover me in a way,
That I do not know myself
Speak what you will, of my
health, fame and fortunes,
But know that i will put a finger
to your gentle lips
If in love you try to say,
the things I should not know,
Like where you're going to,
and how I will stay behind,
How our separate ways,
are written in these lines.
When I have more courage to write what is truly inside my heart, I will. Or maybe I will write a story about two people in love.
The first one is the absolutely mesmerizing poetry by Javed Akhtar Saab in the movie Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara. My favorite one is :
एक बात होंठों तक हैं
जो आयी नहीं
बस आँखों से हैं झांकती
तुमसे कभी
मुझसे कभी
कुछ लफ्ज़ हैं वोह मांगती
जिनको पहनके
होंठों तक आये वोह
आवाज़ की बाहों में बाहें डालके
इठलाये वोह
लेकिन जो यह एक बात हैं
एहसास ही एहसास हैं
खुशबु सी हैं जैसे हवा में तैरती
खुश्बू जो बेआवाज़ हैं
जिसका पता तुमको भी हैं
जिसकी खबर मुझको भी हैं
दुनिया से भी छुपता नहीं
जाने यह कैसा राज़ हैं
The second one is actually a poem by Rumi:
"Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
There is a field, I will meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
The world is too full to talk about
language, ideas, even the phrase,
each other
doesn't make sense"
एक बात होंठों तक हैं
जो आयी नहीं
बस आँखों से हैं झांकती
तुमसे कभी
मुझसे कभी
कुछ लफ्ज़ हैं वोह मांगती
जिनको पहनके
होंठों तक आये वोह
आवाज़ की बाहों में बाहें डालके
इठलाये वोह
लेकिन जो यह एक बात हैं
एहसास ही एहसास हैं
खुशबु सी हैं जैसे हवा में तैरती
खुश्बू जो बेआवाज़ हैं
जिसका पता तुमको भी हैं
जिसकी खबर मुझको भी हैं
दुनिया से भी छुपता नहीं
जाने यह कैसा राज़ हैं
The second one is actually a poem by Rumi:
"Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
There is a field, I will meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
The world is too full to talk about
language, ideas, even the phrase,
each other
doesn't make sense"
The one in the movie Rockstar goes like this:
पता हैं
यहाँ से बहुत दूर
ग़लत और सही के पार
एक मैदान हैं
मैं वहाँ मिलूंगा तुझे
And the last one I want to share is this poem I read on a train in Singapore, way back in 2011 on my first visit here. Little did I know then that I'll be living in this city one day. The poem is Palmistry, by Gilbert Koh
So Take my hand and hold it,
Bend it gently to the light
Discover me in a way,
That I do not know myself
Speak what you will, of my
health, fame and fortunes,
But know that i will put a finger
to your gentle lips
If in love you try to say,
the things I should not know,
Like where you're going to,
and how I will stay behind,
How our separate ways,
are written in these lines.
When I have more courage to write what is truly inside my heart, I will. Or maybe I will write a story about two people in love.
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