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Saturday 20 October 2012

SWEET HEART

Oh, my dear…sweet-heart…Krishna…

It is more sensible than words & less expressible than feelings…about you.}
You are the only…
One of the miracles of lack of people,
             who means everything to me,
One of the five substitutes (i.e., earth, water, fire, wind, ether),
            who have touched my life (in one way or another).
You are the only…
One of the angels in my dreamy heaven,
            who makes me easy when I feel discomfort,
One of the noble laureate among all,
            who becomes poet when I really need it.
You are the only…
One of the beauties among the thousands,
            who makes me see the brighter side of the things,
One of the glorious stars of the Universe,
            who makes me lighten the dark side of the helpless.
And you, whom I more than all,
            want to tell how much our love is appreciated (fruitful).


GIFT

Always precious…

It couldn’t demand when we want
It’s more precious than our need,
That depends upon donor’s mercy which always surprises for good deed.

It should never be compared with money
It’s more worthy than worthless property,
It is as sweet as honey
It cannot be bought as a sweet.

It couldn’t think so, we are presenting
Coz, it is God, who made him receive from us,
It develops friendship, whom we searching
This is luck, by which we have to do so much.


PRAISE to my Love

My Love...

When nights are long and tears fall like dew
Pleasant winds keep your memories dear,
I sit by my window on the moonlight and think of you
Though past never comes, you are still near.

Fragrance of flowers, chirping of birds
Sweet melancholy of nature is because of you,
My heart melts with every glance
When will you come back to me for sue?

My words cannot be expressive in front of your beauty
But my eyes worth it to express my love for you,
You are the rarest of rare always pretty
And my lips whisper always how much I care for you.

My day starts from you and ends at you
You are the best partner anyone could have,
The love I have ever met and if I die before you
I will wait there in heaven to share our love.


ALMIGHTY

GOD...!
Oh, my Lord, almighty…the ocean of kind hearted, greatness
Enable me to bow down to thy lotus feet (padma-pada)
And persuade me to offer everything, what I got by the grace of you.
Nothing remains to me, which may create selfishness.

Hey, Prabhu, Anadi… formless, nirakara, endless
Be kind to me to feel thy great personality residing in all void sky
And enable to sing a song of your glorious joy
I neither write my words nor see your radiance through my earthly eyes.

Hey, Swami, Alekha… indescribable, eternal, nirguna, writing-less
Bless me to collect a little knowledge of your mahima / (swarup)
And order me enter into thy emptiness, soundness room to divulge the secret
If possible nothing remains to describe your great kindness.

Hey, God, Antaryami… nameless, bhavagrahi, divine soul
Let me geared up with that magnificent power
By which a dumb can say, blind can see and lame can walk
And you are not only beyond description but
Free from the bondage of birth and has no desire
How can I describe and call in which name, you are the above all?


MARRIAGE IS NOT A SAND-HUT

Vibaha...

A pinch of Sindur brought my daughter…
It has nabbed my right from me forever….
Taking this one word of mine … as knot of your Anchal
My girl, go to your in-law’s home.
Marriage is not a sand-hut; in-law’s home is not a play-home.
Marriage is not a sand-hut; in-law’s home is not a play-home.
A pinch of Sindur brought my daughter…

It was just yesterday, you were crying
Today, you have departed from us, we are crying.
You were my Laxmi, I know from your birthday
Now, I am without Laxmi, you went on other’s way.
The last Shravan raining as tear in my eye
In that tear a father’s affection sinking away.
Taking my blessings… taking my whole age
My girl, go to your in-law’s home.
Marriage is not a sand-hut; in-law’s home is not a play-home.
Marriage is not a sand-hut; in-law’s home is not a play-home.
A drop of Sindur brought my daughter…

Who will rigid with me calling father again and again?
Who will light lamp at the feet of Vrindabati again?
My daughter has not seen kitchen even once
She is thinking, how will she adjust at once?
The Doli of my daughter is departing today
When she crosses the end of village, which wills her after a day?
Taking your destiny… taking your karma
My girl, go to your in-law’s home.
Marriage is not a sand-hut; in-law’s home is not a play home,
Marriage is not a sand-hut; in-law’s home is not a play-home.
A drop of Sindur brought my daughter…



GOLDEN RING

Swarna Mudrika

My sweet heart, I have to you these diamond lyrics
In which I send model of you (thyself).

You gifted me a ring of purest gold
which bear inside a pointed cut diamond.

You think it must appreciate my attention
My thoughts are (as) pure, just above your summation.

That metal is precious and the stone is true
As true as you how much more precious than you?

The gem is so nice and clear- no need to compare
Though nice, as like your face it is not fare.

You suppose this, because from me you have it
I believe your faith more, because you gave it.

You gave me that Golden Ring to wear
Where you my jewels, multiply to bear?


Friday 19 October 2012

The Day @ Surajkundu (Picnic)


15th February@Surajkundu

I still have fond memories of the eventful and enjoyable day of 15th Feb.2002, when the Aakash family went to the ‘Surajkund Mela’ trip. On the cool and breezy morning our bus started amidst the ‘twitter’ of the excited Aakashians. Sleepy faces were glowing with the glee of the picnic. Our joyride further was beautified by the chilly weather, lovely winter dew drops and the mesmerizing fragrances of myriad flowers. Our pleasure had surpassed every earthly limit.

The sweetness of the Mela lingering around Surajkund filled our senses. Surajkund Mela was nearing its finale with 5-6 days remaining. The scenic beauty at Surajkund was spectacular and the moment we stepped out. Some started sightseeing; others played cricket and a few rode camels. There was a beautiful lake where many ‘lovey-dovey’ couples were hanging out. Antakshari, mimicry, jokes and dance routines were the order of the day where even our esteemed MD sir sang an impromptu song in a blissful mode. One of our colleague even mimicked MD sir (with Sir’s permission). Everyone seated themselves on the lush, soft green surrounding MD sir and Ma’m. Snacks, soft-drinks and packaged meals were there for all including MD sir also shared the same.
  
Our MD Sir is a man of many faces. When accompanying teachers he essays the role of a teacher, with staff he becomes a part of them. His humility and dedication towards work is remarkable and his discipline is evident in his everyday lifestyle. He has a desire to undertake something challenging from time to time in order to improvise and progress both personally and professionally. Since the year 2001, my association with Aakash has been a witness to the inclusion of innovation in the coaching strategies adopted at Aakash. As our mentor, guru and employer the lesson I learned from him is that “Success comes to you if you wholeheartedly work towards your goal”. He is the man of success by his deed, determination & dedication and Aakash Institute is a milestone of his success.

Aakash believes in celebrating success and we ‘raise a toast’ every year to its success at various entrance exams. The venues of success parties are lavish and include grand names like Hotel-Ashoka, Hyatt-Regency, Continental, Taj-Palace, Shangri-La, Radisson-BLU etc. This clearly sends us a message that ‘Hard work bears sweet fruits’. With Aakash we are striving, learning, growing and enjoying while yearning for many more sweet fruits of labor.


  
   Cynosure of all Eyes: Surajkundu Lake