Smile: The Curve of Life

Smile,

Even when the world isn’t yours,

It’s a dilemma of life, full of charm and chaos. 

Smile,

The curve that makes your skin glows,

Be it for a short while, lasting or slow!

Smile,

Even when life is hard,

Because it cost nothing, 

It’s an automatic machine,

Which needs no manual settings.

Smile,

Because In those lonely life’s last hours,

You must be wondering beautiful memories showers,

Then you realize there’s nothing yours or mine,

It’s all the small things that made you smile.

Smile,

Because Everyone has to ‘fly’,

It’s a sure story be it you or I,

Because in the end, it’s about those magical ‘shine’,

So, It's the time to collect & carry a beautiful Smile.

                   

Pic Credit: Sammya Brata

Khusiyaan . . .

Aao Chalo khushi Dhoondte hain...

Kuch tum Dhoondho, kuch Hum Dhoondte hain..

Aao chalo Khushi dhoondte hain..

Ki Mil jaye kahi ye Asin Amaanat,

To thoda Ise Bikhraate chalte hain,

Aao chalo khushi Dhoondte hain..

Sabne hai 'Iske' liye bahut si Keemat chukai,

chalo Is keemat to thoda 'Aaram' dete hain..

kuch tum do, kuch hum dete hain..

Aao chalo khushi Dhoondte hain...

Hai ye Aisi Amaanat, ki hai sabko iski Zarurat,

ki baant sake hum ise, Jisne bhi iski Aas Lagai..

ki kuch na hasil hoga Aapas me karke Ladai,

Aao chalo Haath milakar, madad karte hain,

kuch tum karo, kuch hum karte hain..

Aao chalo Khushi Dhoondte hain. . .

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The Dripping Roof……

Seeing through the ‘window’ of hope,
From the sound of my soul, My heart whispered ‘I wish I could have joined them’.

The divine bliss, The Rain life…

They are the kids of ‘no one’, United by the bond of unrivaled Happiness.

Lost in the world of ‘Mud’ in the impish rain, the partner in crime..

What a scene it was, The life I crave for...

I wish I could have joined them…

What a life rain offers, Heavenly indeed.

By its conspiring call, To behold in the arms of unpredictable joy.

I wish I could have joined them…

I wish I could be the drops of rain,

Falling freely from “ The Dripping roof” Into the family of “Similar faces”…

In the land of ‘No Religion’ with mutual understandings,

To the ‘Unreached’ destination with the ship of planned dreams…

I wish I could have joined that journey, I seriously admire.

I wish I could . . .


   

Pic credit : Sammya Brata