A song to spread awareness about dangers in interments

इस गीत को “ऐ मेरे वतन के लोगो”

ऐ ग्रीनपावर के सदस्यो, गोलगपों में भर लो पानी,
जो निवेश किया है उसकी जरा पता करो कहानी।

जब मालुम हुआ परोजैक्ट, बन गये सदस्य झटपट,
35 लाख बता के इक घरौंदे की सुनवा दी आहट।
लोन जुटाने को फिर शुरू हो गई थी खींचातानी,
जो निवेश किया है उसकी जरा पता करो कहानी।

स्टरकचर खड़ा होते ही किमत 30 फिसदी बढ़ाई,
डिफालटर होने की भैया फिर ही तो नौबत आई।
देरी से भुगतान पर ब्याज ने याद दिलाई है नानी,
जो निवेश किया है उसकी जरा पता करो कहानी।

बिलडर ने जो देरी की है काम पूरा करने में भारी,
सब करते क्यों नहीं हक खातिर लड़ने की तैयारी।
देरी के मुआवजे के लिये आवाज है सदस्यो उठानी,
जो निवेश किया है उसकी जरा पता करो कहानी।

कोर सदस्य क्यों चुप बैठ कर देख रहे हैं तमाशा,
झुठी सच्ची कुछ तो  इस गरूप को दे दो दिलासा।
समस्या हल करने की खातिर बात कर लो सयानी,
जो निवेश किया है उसकी जरा पता करो कहानी।
        
                         – श्री प्रकाश चंद्र गुप्ता
                           (मेरे पिताजी )
Note  : more paras r invited for this song.

Play the real game

    Poem for the people who find it hard to live reality and instead run to fantasy (like me).

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Many world of fantasy
Are beautiful and fancy
Weather it is
Middle Earth in LOTR
Hogwarts in Harry Potter
Mystica in Fallen Kingdoms
Or war between 9 shieldons

All have something new ,something different,
Like elves, dwarves,orcs, demons or sea serpent.
Hours and hours of adventure over many lands.

Then,
there are awesome games
Only an ignorant will say
That they are for lames.
What feeling is better
Then  yourself fighting dragons
And write love letters.

Fight the evil bosses
Attack them with magic spells
Dodge when they  shoot
What more fun can be
To enjoy a great loot

It is impossible or difficult
When we do these in real
In reality
There is no auto save
There is danger and fear

Reality gives is only 1 life
Hard work has to be done
Not completed just by a swipe
What is done is done
You cannot say I shun.

That is difference in fantasy and life,
In danger
Fantasy is fun but life is a knife
That’s why many run away from reality
To find safety in a world of fantasy
We imagine it to be real
In fantasy you feel like a hero
There is nothing to make you fear

You may love this feeling
And hold it dear
But remember a thing
my friend!
At the end of the day
All this is NOT real.

That is not your world
That is not your home
Nothing exist there
That world is a myth
You are all alone.

Instead how about playing the real game
Your life is not at all a shame.
You are human, most intelligent being
The horizon of your possibilities cannot be seen

How life is less then game?
It has glory, it has fame.
And best part
These are as real as your name.

I not say stop fantasizing
Afterall
It is the reflection of
Your feelings, your likings
But remember that
Just dreaming them
Will not put it under your hem.

To do that you need to play the game
For which you are born
Otherwise only you is to blame

The game of life may be difficult and boring
You may be tired,  may be frowning
But tell you a secret
Playing this game is to only ticket
To real gold, EXP , new skills and true fame
After all, achievers of real life
Are the inspiration for
Your favorite novels and games.

DREAM Real or Lies or can be realized

See the dreams
They are beautiful, majestic , unreal
And many times are nightmare

Whatever dream I see
It feels like another world in me
Don’t you feel upset
When it turns out not to be

These dreams are a lie
After all we can’t fly
Then
In dreams Why we feel so alive
Sometimes better than our lives

In dreams we see, we smell, we hear
We feel joy , we feel fear
We may live a new life
But still we say, they are unreal

Well, reality is a cocept of relativity
What is real for someone
For other it may be falase
What other may see as impossible
Someone may make it possible

World says we humans cannot fly
Wright Brothers says we can
Indian’s nightmare , they are tanned
Is a beautiful dream for wrestners
Who take vacations in tropical lands

What is real is what you believe
Is a sham, it is a lie
What you believe becames real
Is the true to be lead by

You still think dream
Cannot be real
Of I say you  too are
Can you make yourself bear

Ancient Shastras and Puranas
Tell about our real existence,
That we are just projections,
In the dreams of Lord Vishnu,
Controlled by his will,
There is nothing like our own stance.

I am not being religion bias
It’s being proved by mordren wise
Greatest Physist and theorist
Says there is a great possibility
That our universe is 2D

That’s right! Our reality
Can just be a show of comedy

If you are real
Then you may also be a dream
So how can you say
Your dreams are just dream

If not , then tell you a secret
With your faith and determination
You can bridge the gap
Between reality and dream station
Afterall this if the only difference
Between Science and science fiction.

The ironical Sudama

    Sudama was a very close friend of Lord Krishna. They spend most of their childhood together. But when Lord Krishna became Dwarika Naresh (king of Dwarka) , poor Sudama went to Lord Krishna’s palace to beg for help to save his family from poverty.
    The story is as such that when he reached the palace gates, he was stopped and harassed by the palace guards. Even when queen Rukmani saw him (she doesn’t know he was Krishna’s friend), she pushes him out.
     Sudama was harassed until Krishna was told about his arrival. After that story takes completely opposite your.

     Thousands of year later, when this story was being enacted at Mata ki Choki(religious function devoted to Goddess Durga), act takes an ironical turn.

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Poor Sudama with lots of money

    When Sudama entered , instead of being harassed by palace guards he was welcomed cash. garlands and notes of 10 rupees by all the devotees around.
    It is tradition, where you welcome the pandli members (those who sing Bhajans (devotional songs), and may entertain with some acts relating to mythology) with garlands and some money.
    Now,  the hands of poor Sudama were filled with some serious cash(zoom the pic). With backstage a little far away, he had no choice but to carry on with the act as it is.
     This incident is really an irony and funny to see the clash of Indian traditions.
       Religious and funny. The combination don’t seem often.

      
    

A smile worth thousand night sleeps

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Woke up in the morning
Sleeping is so boring
I want to play
I want to play

Mama mama! where are you
Papa Papa found you
Come to me , come to me
Today show me something new

Dadi dadu play with me
I want to play now only
Later drink  your tea

Pick me in your lap
Sing a song
Or do I amplify my cry
And your ear goes
Bong bong bong!

Mama picked me up
Rocking in her lap
Sang a lullaby
Like a sweet syrup

In mama’s lap, at this moment
I am sooo happy
And feeling very sleepy

Wait a min

Why mamma putting me to sleep,
When I want to play, sing and leap,
Why Papa saying to count the sheep?

Isn’t it  already the morning
Why everyone sleepily frowning?
Oh o! Maybe I woke up early
Not morning, it is 12 thirty

Oopsy dupsy!
I woke everyone at midnight,
When should be sleeping tight,
If mama is angry, she has the right,
But I know this will not lead to fight.

Mamma loved me so much,
She will never scold me
For a thing as such

I know Mamma ,
I give you lots of trouble
But on seeing me
Your anger pops like a bubble

I know getting a mom like you
Is the destiny of just a lucky few
To compensate for this trouble
I will give this smile just for….you
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This poem is dedicated to Manu Bhaiya, Kiti Bhabhi and of course the cute gift they have given us – Maahir(their 3 month old baby)

     I request all readers to pray for Maahir’s long life, good health , brilliant mind and for this precious smile to remain forever.

Electron

The electron on which forms and world are built
Leaped into being a porticle of God,
A spork from the eternol Energy split,
It is the infinite’s blind minute abode.

In that small flaming chariot shiva rides
The One devised innumerably to be;
His oneness in invisible forms he hides
Time’s tiny temples of eternity.

Atom and molecule in their unseen
plan
Buttress on edifice of strange onenesses,
Crystal and plant, insect and beast and man,
Man of whom the World-Unity shall seize,

Widening his soul-spark to an epiphany
Of the timeless vastness of Infinity
                               – By Sri Aurbindo

           Saw this outside a peaceful temple. Got a feeling of safety on reading this. So sharing it to spread the feeling

Against the tides by sheer power of will

The tide hit hard and
You have worst card

Not prepared for this assault
You have no chance to revolt
You will be doomed
Even if it is not your fault

Fate will force you to surrender
Who can go against tide and thunder
No eat to escape it
No torch of hope lit

You will be drowned
In the depth of darkness
And forgotten forever
In the land of lightness

This tide threatens your very existence
Will you fall to circumstances
Or be different and
Refuse to take part in fate’s dances

The choice of for you to make
As anyone else including fate
Has in it nothing at stake

The tide seems targeted at you
But its aim is not to destroy you
It may merely following the verse
Due to random events of the great
universe

The tide of dead, does not have a will
Or am important role
It is like a saucer ball
Rolling as directed by us another will

Just like the players control the ball
You can control the tide by you will
Before it makes you fall.

Instead of drowning,
Surf on the tide
Instead of enemy
It will become your bride
Who will carry you on the banks
Where there is happiness
And you may think
Adventure was worth the price

So never lose hope,
Never be in despair
As you have your will
That can make any Strom,
Any tornado, and tide still

                                 By Piyush Gupta
                                 (myself 😎😎)