tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-323265932024-03-19T13:07:45.139+05:30The SongWonders of an enchanting journey called life...
(Select English or Hindi from the categories on the right column to read posts in a language of your choice)Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-79435512054300227052011-10-18T17:17:00.000+05:302011-10-29T20:44:17.182+05:30Kashmir<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-size: x-small;"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">Relations are
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px;">And the fragrance is dissipating from the
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px;">Why the grounds are becoming red</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px;">And why the sky is turning sad?</span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">So much is the connect in my heart</span><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">O<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><st1:place w:st="on"><st1:place u1:st="on">Kashmir</st1:place></st1:place>!</span><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">That the slogans of separation</span><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">Are causing my eyes to rain!</span><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<st1:place w:st="on"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">Kashmir</span></st1:place><span class="apple-converted-space"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"> </span></span><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">is mine too…</span><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">I’ll go on
whispering even under the threat of terror and even in my death!</span><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<st1:place w:st="on"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><st1:place u1:st="on">Kashmir</st1:place></span></st1:place><span class="apple-converted-space"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"> </span></span><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">was yours only…</span><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">I heard this
and I froze, and then, the flowers fell, got crushed in the rampage!</span><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">More than a billion are there on this land
called<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><st1:place w:st="on"><st1:place u1:st="on">Hindustan</st1:place></st1:place></span><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">Should we now
fight and debate -</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-size: 10pt;">That<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on"><st1:city u1:st="on"><st1:place u1:st="on">Srinagar</st1:place></st1:city><span class="apple-converted-space"></span></st1:place></st1:city> has a different identity ?</span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">If you can
divide the Nur of Allah, then only, press for this!</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">Jhelam and Dal have been yours and mine
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<span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">So what, if
you have a different Shikara!</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">Oh, how you
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<span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">When I never
subjugated you?</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">A gloom spreads around<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">Why you talk of partition again…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">The Kafan is
being needed too often and becoming too difficult to sell for these shopkeepers,</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">Let us go to
Dargah and offer a Chadar rather.</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">Common is our heritage<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">Walking
together would heal you and me,</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;">Let there be
prayers in the mosques and worship in the temples</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-size: 10pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;">Kashmir
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial;"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"><b>Nur:</b> The Divine Light</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial;"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"><b><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jhelum_River">Jhelam</a>:</b> A river in Kashmir, also known as Vyeth in Kashmiri language and as Vitasta in Sanskrit</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial;"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"><b><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dal_Lake">Dal:</a></b> A lake in Kashmir</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial;"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"><b><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shikara">Shikara:</a></b> A special boat to ferry people over Dal lake</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial;"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"><b>Kafan:</b> A piece of cloth to cover a dead body</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial;"><span lang="EN-IN" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"><b>Dargah:</b> Shrine built over the grave of a reverred person, spiritually enlightened being, usually sufi saints in India and some other countries</span></span></div>
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</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-64279625846333538322010-10-25T23:30:00.004+05:302010-12-05T11:00:47.728+05:30Call to the Soldiers - आह्वानजनमत जनशक्ति साथ हो<br />
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राष्ट्रप्रेम की अनुभूति लिए तब<br />
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करते सेवा जन – जन की<br />
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तुम आना रण विजय घोष को ।<br />
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रोको उन बेगानों को जो नहीं मानते…<br />
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करते स्वागत द्रोही जन का वे <br />
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और बेचते नित राष्ट्र हमारा<br />
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स्वार्थ लोलुप बन बाज़ारों में ।<br />
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जनमत जनशक्ति साथ हो<br />
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भर हुंकार उठा पतित को<br />
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समरस समाज की रचना कर<br />
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तुम आना रण विजय घोष को ।<br />
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कितना लहू बहाया<br />
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कितना दुःख उठाया<br />
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उन देशभक्त दीवानों ने स्वातंत्र्य अग्नि में<br />
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निज को होम चढ़ाया ।<br />
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जनमत जनशक्ति साथ हो<br />
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उठा कदम निश्चय से भर<br />
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तुम निडर बढ़ जाना पथ पर<br />
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ओ भारत के रक्षक।<br />
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दहके थे वे शोला बन कर<br />
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उन पराधीन, काली रातों में<br />
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भेजे थे बच्चे माँओं ने<br />
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चढ़ने को भेंट, छुपा कर आँसू ।<br />
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जनमत जनशक्ति साथ हो<br />
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आगे बढ़ फिर थाम तिरंगा<br />
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तुम बनना ढाल जन-जन की<br />
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ओ नवयुग के सेनानी ।<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-74560028352384472722010-09-29T12:20:00.003+05:302010-09-29T12:42:23.135+05:30Yah Kashmir Hamara Hai - This is Our Kashmir !एक चोट लगी है प्यारों <br />
हिन्दुस्तान के सीने में <br />
गर्म हवाओं के थपेड़े<br />
फिर से देखो आए हैं । <br />
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अब बच्चा बच्चा जागेगा <br />
यह कश्मीर हमारा है । <br />
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सुलग उठा कश्मीर हमारा <br />
वो ले जाने की बातें करते हैं <br />
हो जाओ खड़े ऐ वतन वालों <br />
दुश्मन ललकारा करते हैं । <br />
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अब बच्चा बच्चा जागेगा <br />
यह कश्मीर हमारा है । <br />
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कैलाश हमारा होता था <br />
था मानसरोवर भी अपना <br />
अब सर्द हवाओं में जाने वाले <br />
बेगाने वहाँ कहलाते हैं । <br />
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अब बच्चा बच्चा जागेगा <br />
यह कश्मीर हमारा है । <br />
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तक्षशिला के विद्यामंदिर में <br />
चाड़क्य पढ़ाया करता था <br />
सन सैंतालिस में बाँट लिया <br />
याद बहुत अब आती है । <br />
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अब बच्चा बच्चा जागेगा <br />
यह कश्मीर हमारा है । <br />
<br />
ननकाना साहिब छूट गया <br />
आँखें गीली रहती हैं <br />
गन्धार हमारा होता था <br />
यह सिंधु अभी भी कहती है । <br />
<br />
अब बच्चा बच्चा जागेगा <br />
यह कश्मीर हमारा है । <br />
<br />
बापू ने कह भाई भाई <br />
देश विभाजन स्वीकार किया <br />
शांति कहाँ पर उतने से <br />
बन दुश्मन भाई खड़ा हुआ । <br />
<br />
अब बच्चा बच्चा जागेगा <br />
यह कश्मीर हमारा है । <br />
<br />
कश्मीर हमारा है देखो <br />
बात बहुत बढ़ आई है <br />
आज हिमालय की घाटी में <br />
अलगाव की ज्वाला आई है <br />
<br />
अब बच्चा बच्चा जागेगा <br />
यह कश्मीर हमारा है । <br />
<br />
यह देखो नूर जो फैला है <br />
हज़रतबल में मौला का<br />
क्या इसे बेगाना कर दें <br />
मौसम आएगा रोने का । <br />
<br />
अब बच्चा बच्चा जागेगा <br />
यह कश्मीर हमारा है । <br />
<br />
ईसा का प्रेम सिखाने वाले<br />
गिरिजाघर ने भी बोला है <br />
हिंदुस्तान नहीं बँट सकता <br />
हिंदुस्तान नहीं बँट सकता । <br />
<br />
अब बच्चा बच्चा जागेगा <br />
यह कश्मीर हमारा है ।<br />
<br />
शंकराचार्य पहाड़ी पर <br />
दर्शन करने जाने वालों <br />
कह दो इन बेगानों से <br />
हिन्दुस्तान नहीं मानेगा । <br />
<br />
अब बच्चा बच्चा जागेगा <br />
यह कश्मीर हमारा है ।<br />
<br />
पैगंबर साहब और हज़रत अली से<br />
कहते हैं उनका खून जुड़ा था <br />
शाह हमदान हज़रत ने देखो <br />
दीन यहाँ फैलाया था। <br />
<br />
अब बच्चा बच्चा जागेगा <br />
यह कश्मीर हमारा है ।<br />
<br />
ये इबादतगाह हमारे <br />
ये गुलिस्ताँ, ये डल के किनारे <br />
हैं करोड़ों मुसलमाँ साथ हमारे <br />
ये सब हमारे – ये सब हमारे । <br />
<br />
अब बच्चा बच्चा जागेगा <br />
यह कश्मीर हमारा है ।<br />
<br />
अमरनाथ को जाने वाले <br />
कसम यही अब खाते हैं <br />
हिंदुस्तान उठ आ जाएगा <br />
अलगाव नहीं हम मानेगें ।<br />
<br />
अब बच्चा बच्चा जागेगा <br />
यह कश्मीर हमारा है ।<br />
<br />
अब बच्चा बच्चा जागेगा <br />
यह कश्मीर हमारा है ।<br />
<br />
<br />
To listen go to YouTube:<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckd0_mBKQDk">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckd0_mBKQDk</a><div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-81955243851666975562010-09-25T18:52:00.004+05:302010-09-26T16:05:32.373+05:30Kashmir<span style="font-size: small;">सवालों के घेरे में हैं रिश्ते </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">और हवाओं में खुशबू कम हो रही है </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">मेरे कश्मीर की मिट्टी न जाने क्यों लाल</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">और <span lang="HI" style="font-family: Mangal; mso-bidi-language: HI;">फिजाँ</span> गमगीन हो रही है ।</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">जुड़ा है हिंदुस्तान का दिल इस कदर </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">ऐ मेरे कश्मीर तुझसे </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">कि अलगाव की बात सुन </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">आंखों से बरसात हो रही है । </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">कश्मीर हमारा भी है </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">यह कहने में मुझको क्या झिझक ऐ दोस्त</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">कश्मीर तुम्हारा ही है </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">यह सुना तबसे जिंदगी खामोश सी हो गई है । </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">सौ करोड़ से ऊपर हैं हम हिन्दुस्तानी </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">क्या लड़ें आपस में अब इस बात पर </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">कि श्रीनगर की पहचान अलग है... (?) </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">खुदा का नूर बाँट कर ये हो तो हो, नहीं, तो हरगिज़ नहीं । </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">झेलम और डल झील बचपन से मेरी और तुम्हारी रही है </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">शिकारे अलग अलग हैं तो क्या हुआ </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">आज़ादी तुमको मुझसे कैसे मिलेगी मेरे दोस्त </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">जब गुलामी मैंने दी ही नहीं । </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">अब न करो फिर से बात बाँटने की </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">हिन्दुस्तान गमगीन हो उठा है </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">कफन और नहीं बेचे जाते इन दुकानदारों से </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">दरगाह पर चादरें चढ़ाना ज्यादा अच्छा लगता है । </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">साझी विरासत है हमारी </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">साथ चलना ही भला है </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">मस्जिदों में दुआ और मंदिरों में पूजा होती रहे </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">कश्मीर हमारा है - हर धड़कन पर दिले हिंदुस्तान यही कहता है । </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Sep 25, 2010</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-84411444573064872332010-09-24T21:54:00.001+05:302010-10-11T14:56:09.865+05:30MotherMother,<br />
In this corner of the world<br />
Far from home<br />
I am all alone<br />
And<br />
I’ve something to share<br />
Something<br />
That no one listens to.<br />
<br />
With my aching legs<br />
I keep searching<br />
Little bit of rest<br />
Alas!<br />
I get it not<br />
And I keep roaming<br />
With eyes<br />
All wet.<br />
<br />
The chapattis<br />
That you made<br />
The chidings<br />
You so fondly offered<br />
Those moments keep coming back<br />
And I leave...<br />
My dinner half way<br />
Staring into the skies.<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-29103127500598391402010-09-24T21:52:00.002+05:302010-10-11T15:09:51.419+05:30MomentsOut of nowhere<br />
As if from sky<br />
Appeared in my mind<br />
The long forgotten moments.<br />
<br />
As I stopped by...<br />
The road offered a shade to sit.<br />
<br />
I groped around<br />
In my bag<br />
Trying to locate my valuables.<br />
<br />
As the time rolled...<br />
One by one,<br />
The passerby<br />
Hovered around<br />
And started asking –<br />
What is this?<br />
What is that?<br />
<br />
I looked up<br />
Couldn't speak though<br />
I dusted my things<br />
And kept them back into my bag.<br />
<br />
After all<br />
I’ve to keep moving…!<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-64644854841999406432010-09-24T21:47:00.003+05:302010-10-02T19:28:06.378+05:30DarknessFear surrounds me when it is dark<br />
Not because that<br />
I cannot see anything<br />
But because they can see so well in dark.<br />
<br />
I know that<br />
As this darkness would spread in time and space<br />
Their eyes will get used to it well<br />
And they will master their shots.<br />
<br />
Ah, no one listened to the old fakir<br />
He indeed said so<br />
"Let the sun set - it has to after all<br />
Do not lament it."<br />
<br />
"Just keep the lamps alight in your homes<br />
With effort and care<br />
Let them not be extinguished<br />
One such is enough to make them blind!"<br />
<br />
Now all of you are weeping<br />
Already this darkness is so terrible<br />
But it makes me sad to think<br />
That I had thought the old fakir to be right.<br />
<br />
And I had also thought:<br />
To keep my lamp lit<br />
To arrange to keep it safe<br />
Oh why so, I did nothing!<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-46270259930757766272010-09-24T21:43:00.000+05:302010-09-24T21:43:18.621+05:30The Suicide Note of a Bad ManYou never listened to me.<br />
<br />
I had told you<br />
To tell these people - not to laugh<br />
But you got concerned for those who were sad<br />
And tried to lighten their hearts.<br />
<br />
I told you<br />
To stop the breeze<br />
And to ask for winds laden with dust<br />
So that people get blinded in the day.<br />
<br />
But alas!<br />
You rather asked the storms<br />
To get calm<br />
And quiet.<br />
<br />
And I desired<br />
That you talk to rivers<br />
That they collude with clouds<br />
To flood the cities and create havoc.<br />
<br />
Oh again<br />
You did not listen to me<br />
You sent away the excess clouds<br />
To drought struck places.<br />
<br />
I wanted to take away innocence<br />
I wanted to take away fragrance<br />
I wanted to destroy relations<br />
And I wanted to divide the earth.<br />
<br />
And so many were my desires<br />
Unfulfilled<br />
I pity myself<br />
You never stood by me.<br />
<br />
Left with no choice O my Life!<br />
This day<br />
With all your goodness<br />
I'm killing you.<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-72372225850114517982010-09-24T21:38:00.003+05:302010-09-24T21:38:46.094+05:30The Owl on Banyan TreeThat night<br />
A shriek broke the silence<br />
The owl on the banyan tree<br />
Could not help itself<br />
But to keep its eyes shut<br />
It got scared deep within.<br />
<br />
They say so<br />
Whatever the owl saw that night<br />
It was scary<br />
Very scary.<br />
<br />
A man<br />
Walked slowly to the tree<br />
He took off his mask<br />
Silently<br />
Then he turned his head upwards<br />
As if looking into the mirror called sky.<br />
<br />
That was it<br />
The owl on the banyan tree<br />
Cried in shock and fear<br />
And it never opened its eyes after that.<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-36569194504689530972010-09-24T21:35:00.000+05:302010-09-24T21:35:21.858+05:30DestinyEyes turned dry as stones<br />
<br />
Heart insatiated for ages<br />
Dry lips<br />
Such storms around<br />
Tottering steps<br />
Unknown directions<br />
Strange faces<br />
O Destiny! What harm did I do to anyone?<br />
That you got me<br />
To this turn in life!<br />
<br />
<br />
March 04, 1993<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-39781719993840738292010-09-24T21:33:00.000+05:302010-09-24T21:33:08.776+05:30TimeO Time ! Why do you oppose me so much ?<br />
<br />
Joining hands with winds<br />
You blow hard right on my face!<br />
At each turn of life<br />
You put me on a tough path<br />
O Time ! Why do you oppose me so much ?<br />
<br />
<br />
August 08, 1993<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-65548621762195555682010-09-24T21:31:00.000+05:302010-09-24T21:31:14.385+05:30Lossकुछ संग छोड़ गए<br />
<br />
कुछ बने विरोधी<br />
और कुछ बन अजनबी<br />
चुप साध गए ।<br />
<br />
क्या जाने कैसी भूल हुई<br />
कि हम सब कुछ हार गए !<br />
<br />
September 24, 1993<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-78755371979950073772010-09-24T21:28:00.000+05:302010-09-24T21:28:57.312+05:30A Strange Preparationदुनिया में<br />
<br />
हर रोज<br />
जब<br />
मैं उठता हूँ<br />
हर सुबह<br />
तो<br />
देखता हूँ कि<br />
सारे के सारे लोग<br />
लगे हैं<br />
इस तैयारी मॆं<br />
कि<br />
शाम के<br />
आते आते<br />
इतना शोर पैदा किया जाये<br />
कि<br />
भर जाये<br />
मनों का खालीपन<br />
और<br />
मिट जाएँ<br />
सन्नाटे ।<br />
<br />
पर अफ़सोस<br />
न जाने क्यों<br />
हर शाम<br />
सूरज डूबने के साथ<br />
सन्नाटे और गहरे हो जाते हैं<br />
खालीपन और बढ जाता है ।<br />
<br />
और फिर<br />
जब मैं उठता हूँ<br />
सुबह<br />
तो<br />
देखता हूँ कि<br />
सारे के सारे लोग<br />
लगे हैं<br />
उसी तैयारी मॆं ।<br />
<br />
<br />
November 23, 1993<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-10868299204660314622010-09-24T21:25:00.000+05:302010-09-24T21:25:03.556+05:30Let Me Restसभी कहते<br />
<br />
"चले चलो<br />
जब तक चलें कदम "<br />
पर अब नहीं मानता मन ।<br />
<br />
<br />
क्यों न रूक जाऊँ <br />
अभी<br />
यहीं ।<br />
<br />
<br />
नहीं करता<br />
आगे चलने को अब मन ।<br />
<br />
बहुत हुआ<br />
करे बहुत झगड़े<br />
भागे फिरे<br />
यहाँ से वहाँ<br />
ले कर मन में<br />
जाने कितनी प्यास ।<br />
<br />
अब बस तो बस ।<br />
नजर भर कर देख लूं<br />
अपने चारों ओर<br />
जी भर कर लूं गहरी साँसे<br />
<br />
और सुनूं उन साँसों की आवाजें<br />
ठहर कर<br />
यहीं<br />
बस यहीं ।<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
April 02, 1994<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-46265233192698206052010-09-24T20:29:00.000+05:302010-09-24T20:29:18.924+05:30Wordsशब्द<br />
<br />
घुल गए<br />
हवा में<br />
बन महक<br />
सोंधी मिट्टी की जैसे<br />
यहाँ से वहां तक ।<br />
<br />
उस दिन<br />
तुम्हारे दो शब्द<br />
मुझसे<br />
बहुत कुछ कह गए ।<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-84354733687696563172010-07-18T11:32:00.001+05:302010-09-24T20:08:06.511+05:30बदलता मौसम और उम्मीदआखिर बारिस आ ही गयी। पर खुल कर नहीं आई । फेट तूफान का धक्का ऐसा लगा कि कुछ छ्लक सी गई । कुछ बिखर सी गई । कहते हैं कि अभी उम्मीद है कि फिर बादल ज़ोर से घिरेंगे । और झम झम कर बरसेंगे । पर कब, यह कोई नहीं बताता । उम्मीद ही है बस ।<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-85958294245380463712009-10-08T23:30:00.007+05:302010-09-24T20:09:17.624+05:30The wheel of time has been churning...It's been quite some time since I last wrote on this blog. I wonder where the time went away...though, unlike earlier years, it was acceptable to be so busy! Deep within, there was an inexplicable peace in the midst of all the hustle-bustle and after late hours of work the midnight walks were filled with satisfaction. The longings of the heart have been silenced and the work is no more an attempt to achieve something. Work is a response to the situations present and the duties around. Oh time... the change maker!<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-61027843545980910072009-03-27T22:41:00.004+05:302010-09-24T20:23:11.623+05:30WisdomFeel the pleasure of cool touch of water seeping through an umbrella over your head,<br />
It's first rain.<br />
Oh Dear! Look up, what you are faced with!<br />
No, this is inevitable after a long summer...let's feel it within and without.<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-61995704970065022672008-07-02T23:48:00.005+05:302010-09-24T20:23:35.543+05:30It's RainingIt's raining out here.<br />
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The silence of the night is filled with the falling rain drops<br />
And there is a far off lightening streak in the sky.<br />
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You know, it's cloudy far upto the horizon<br />
And I feel like humming a song.<br />
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The soul is filled with lightness<br />
And the mind is keenly expecting.<br />
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Oh Dear! Come, let's run, getting drenched in the rains<br />
The life looks inviting for a song...!<br />
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It's raining out here.<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-14327044881172252732008-02-17T23:30:00.011+05:302011-01-21T22:47:30.852+05:30आओ खड़े हो जाओ साथ ...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7jJczYtGUwl7w4F1MvPplinJHi2jpP6swYaLGG4xgSAtJ4HBfYVCHPPT-E9_dzox7V0qv71c1a-QKnJ-UcOERJjTWK-I8WG2gVzNq2sh5kjRfTKJN3mCF_f-HNwVkxRemVX9D/s1600-h/AaoKhadeHoJaaoSaath.gif"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169369346486609122" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7jJczYtGUwl7w4F1MvPplinJHi2jpP6swYaLGG4xgSAtJ4HBfYVCHPPT-E9_dzox7V0qv71c1a-QKnJ-UcOERJjTWK-I8WG2gVzNq2sh5kjRfTKJN3mCF_f-HNwVkxRemVX9D/s400/AaoKhadeHoJaaoSaath.gif" style="cursor: hand; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /></a><br />
<div>आओ खड़े हो जाओ साथ ...<br />
तुम भी अकेले हो और मैं भी<br />
ऐसे और भी हैं ...<br />
सुना है चौरासी करोड़ हैं<br />
जो गरीब हैं<br />
इस देश में जिसे भारत भी कहते हैं ।<br />
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मैं और तुम <br />
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या तो हम हैं<br />
मजबूर, गरीब, अत्याचार के शिकार... ।<br />
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या फिर हम हैं<br />
असंतुष्ट, थके हुए - अन्याय और अव्यवस्था से ।<br />
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इस तरह से या उस तरह से ।<br />
सुना है हमारी कुल संख्या<br />
हो सकती है चौरासी करोड़ ... ।<br />
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आओ खड़े हो जाओ साथ ...<br />
क्योंकि साथ खड़े होने पर<br />
बदल सकती है बात ।<br />
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संख्या हमारी ज्यादा है<br />
हाथों में ताकत भी है<br />
जनतंत्र चलता हमसे है ।<br />
<br />
आओ खड़े हो जाओ साथ ...</div><br />
<span style="font-size: 78%;">Reference:</span><a href="http://nceus.gov.in/Condition_of_workers_sep_2007.pdf"><span style="font-size: 78%;">Sengupta, Arjun, et al. ,"Report on Conditions of Work and Promotion of Livelihoods in the Unorganized Sector",National Commission for Enterprises in the Unorganized Sector, New Delhi, India, 2007</span></a><br />
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<div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-52471547686481211612007-12-16T14:58:00.002+05:302011-01-20T17:07:55.655+05:30खोज<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">क्या खोजते हैं सन्यासी<br />
नश्वर जगती की राहों पर ?<br />
<br />
क्या उकेरते हैं शिल्पी<br />
इन पत्थर चट्टानों पर ?<br />
<br />
क्या माँगते मर्त्य मनुष्य<br />
अमर देव स्थानों पर ?<br />
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काल के अटल प्रवाह में<br />
हैं सभी क्षणिक प्रतिबिम्ब ।<br />
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प्रतिबिम्ब खोजते सत्य को<br />
सत्य में मिल जाने को ।<br />
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अपना अंतःकरण उकेरते<br />
नयनों को दिखलाने को ।<br />
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दया माँगते मर्त्य मनुष्य<br />
पाषाणों को पिघलाने को ।<br />
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प्रतिबिम्बों को ही फिर खोजा करते<br />
प्रतिबिम्बों के खो जाने पर !</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-87630401607370741742007-12-09T21:09:00.001+05:302010-09-24T20:24:46.942+05:30स्वरस्वर अभी भी गूंजते हैं<br />
फूटे थे कोमल अधरों से बन कर राग<br />
आग्रही प्रेम के गीतों में ढल<br />
स्वप्नों के रंग से रंजित मोहजाल ।<br />
<br />
निशा निमंत्रण बन कर गूंजे थे...<br />
वे कभी घृणित हुए थे दंभ भरे<br />
समझे थे नश्वर को सत्य<br />
अपमान भरे विष प्यालों जैसे ।<br />
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असीम वेदना के भी वाहक<br />
रूक रूक कर करुण पुकार बने<br />
वे आर्द्र थे उस संध्या को<br />
लगते थे स्वयं में डूबे ।<br />
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आज भी इतने समय के बाद<br />
और भी अनगिनत रूपों में<br />
उल्लसित, शांत, करुण...<br />
वे स्वर अब भी गूंजते हैं ।<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-910371269252377452007-12-01T23:18:00.001+05:302010-09-24T20:25:06.303+05:30चलो संगप्रतीक्षाओं के लंबे साए<br />
और जीवन के चुनिंदा गहरे पल<br />
यही मूल है कुछ भी कहो<br />
अश्रु भरी अकेली आंखों का ।<br />
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तारागण मुस्काते हों<br />
और सौंदर्य विस्मित बने रहो<br />
सच के साथी कुछ पल छोटे...<br />
ढूँढ सको तो चलो संग ।<br />
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एकाकी खडे रहो तुम चुप<br />
अश्रु ह्रदय से हो कर निकलें<br />
सोच रहे हो गत काल प्रवाह ?<br />
विषपान नहीं और जीवन कथा !<br />
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दीपों से सजी मधुर वीथिका...<br />
स्वप्नों की प्राचीरों पार करते वास<br />
अनादि सुरों से अनजाने<br />
जाते कहाँ वैरागी आज !<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-91821260261663822052007-12-01T22:58:00.001+05:302010-09-24T20:25:23.638+05:30मूरत के श्यामश्रद्धा से नत मस्तक ले प्रभु द्वार तुम्हारे आया हूँ ।<br />
पट खोल ह्रदय के तुमको अपने साथ ले जाने आया हूँ ।<br />
वे कहते हैं कि . . . तुम ही तुम हो जग में ।<br />
पर हे मूरत के श्याम, मैं तो तेरी यह छवि ले जाने आया हूँ ।<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32326593.post-54489193358214656592007-10-26T18:37:00.001+05:302010-09-24T20:25:50.449+05:30TimeO Time! In your inexhaustible flow<br />
Deep into the moments<br />
I wonder<br />
Where I have reached!<br />
<br />
I searched for peace at times<br />
And then lost in intrigue<br />
On hearing some footsteps<br />
I’ve been waking up from bewildering sleeps.<br />
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In pursuit of truth I turned into a seeker at times<br />
And then unknowingly became a story untold<br />
With tears rolling from my eyes<br />
You only know whom all I have been calling back…!<br />
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O time! You kept walking with me<br />
And in your unknown dimensions<br />
I kept making countless efforts<br />
Searching your meaning.<br />
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In detached moments of life<br />
Pulling my self towards higher levels<br />
Knowingly at times and at times with no idea about it<br />
I’ve been putting on new robes.<br />
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I’ve been seeing new sun every morning<br />
Spreading its fresh rays and shine<br />
It setting then in far horizons, getting lost<br />
I’ve found myself roaming silently in desolate forests.<br />
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I kept playing with joy<br />
And then stopping suddenly at some moments<br />
O Time! Trying to pull the strings on you<br />
I’ve been fighting wars in my thoughts.<br />
<br />
In a small hut<br />
Amidst the cool breezes<br />
All alone in evenings disappearing fast<br />
I’ve been having visions of storms.<br />
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O Time! Even after knowing the meaning<br />
Of your laughter so loud<br />
I do not really know why<br />
I’ve been attempting to take lasting forms…!<br />
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Accepting my very own, even the shadows around me<br />
Mixing up and singing melodies with them<br />
I’ve found their sizes increasing with your flow...<br />
Getting lost all of sudden into unknowns.<br />
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You have turned into the destroyer at times<br />
And at times I’ve found you to be the protector on my side<br />
Whether I’m with you or you are with me…<br />
I’ve been searching this thread for long.<div class="blogger-post-footer">Subscribe to 'The Song'</div>Rajeev Dubeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07825406243440322660noreply@blogger.com