A Journey towards the Core - Waghbil

rising before the sun,

a journey towards exploring within & beyond;

pacing through walk, stroll & run,

re-discovering with nature, a historic bond..

bathing through the sun & sweat,

rejoicing the breeze like never before;

without chasing calls & internet,

approaching the forest cave to the core.. 

each stream we came across on the way,

had enough to soothe the spirit & soul;

cooling waterfall & the merciful sun ray,

added with love served on a food bowl.. 

Savaroli - simplicity & nature can change lives!!

I miss my Sindh...

Each year, each Month, 
I miss -  each of our Darvesh & Sant;
Each week, each Day, 
I wish our Jhulelal may;
Return back to us our divine Sindh, 
Though quite lovingly we are nurtured abroad & in Hind;
We have lost our own Mother, 
Even though we are loved by many Other...

I miss our mithdi Boli, 
I miss the pure ghee Loli;
I miss my Amaa jo Pingo,
I have no choice for a snack other than Lays or Bingo...

I crave to drink the crystal like divine water of Sindhu, 
Though I do worship the Ganga being a Hindu;
I crave to smell my own Mitti,
So away is Sindh now -  wish could write back a Chithi... (A Letter)

O my lovely Mother Sindhu, 
I need you - What if I am a Hindu;
Don't I deserve your love & Care, 
I am thrown away & others take my Share... 

I ask you -  is it Fair? 
I ask myself -  is it Fair? 

We do have been Broken Down - Scattered Around, 
We do have so much to Achieve;
So much do we already Have, 
So much were we forced to Leave... 

Each week, each Day, 
Let us collectively Wish & Pray;
To breathe in our own Sindh, 
To earn around the World - but live only in our own Pind - Our Sindh... 

Let us Live - Grow - Change

We see a sown seed Sprout,
A camera asking for a Pout;
We see the clouds Hide & Seek,
A parrot imitating us with his Beak...

We do feel the Heat & Rain,
Cherish the Joy - Regret the Pain;
We Love, we Care,
Also, we do get drowned in Despair...

The sky, the birds, the glowing Moon,
The earth, the animals, the peaks standing High;
The sea, the fish, the hidden Lagoon,
Each day, each moment are taking a Sigh...

Each thing, each one is ever changing Around,
Also look at us, we are no Exception;
We Change, We Grow without a pinch of Sound,
Being unnoticed since Inception...

To Notice, to Hear, to Change without Fear,
To See, to Be, the Change we want to See;
To Grow, to Rise, cutting stagnant with a Spear,
To Me, to We, let's Vow to the Change we want to See...

Let's not be Dead!

To Live is to Grow,
To Grow is to Change;
To Steer is to Row,
With or without any Exchange...

We Change - The World Changes...

Let’s continue to Live - Grow - Change…

Women - The Persistent Force

To many I remain Unwanted,
Very few love me the way I Am;
Though many ignore & push me Away,
I Will continue to take birth the way I Am…

I Will be studious enough to top the Class,
I Will continue to play every Sport;
I Will compete & Grow up Together,
I Will without a stop - Climb up the Fort…

I Will be kind enough to All,
I Will seed up love all Around;
I Will help - going Beyond my Way,
I Will enlighten you of what you yourself never Found…

I Will defend my country out There,
I Will be Unshaken by that frightening Stare;
I Will Fly Beyond the line of Air,
I Will – even if you don’t Care…

I Will not fear the disapproving World,
I Will not be pushed Aback;
I Will not be defeated by Any,
I Will just not remain to be a Doll - Decorated on a Rack…

I Will open my Wings,
I Will break out all Strings;
I Will make my mark on this scribbled blackboard,
I Will prove myself by action or by sword…

I Will & Will Continue to…..

Are we #Connected?

On a Day we Accomplish – a much awaited Dream,
On a Day we Party hard – not hearing our own Scream;
On a Day we Need someone – to just hold our Hand,
On a Day we wait on the Shore – washing away gets the Sand…

Do we crave for Love or for the Abundant Likes,
Do we Adore people only with Tattoos & Spikes;
Do we know to Speak – if not how to Tweet,
Do we know to be Kind – if not to look Sweet…

On a Day she Accepts to Marry,
On a Day Together we see a movie Scary;
On a Day we miserably Fail,
On a Day we see a cute small Snail…

Do we capture the Moment – even without a Cam,
Do we look Around – or are busy clearing tablet’s RAM;
Do we crave for a Hug – or prefer going Offline under the Rug,
Do we taste the Coffee – or stare at the Selfie stuck on the Mug…

It’s Time we get off our Eyes – Out our Phone,
It’s Time we Laugh Now – than to later Moan;
It’s Time we Respect the Human – behind the Username,
It’s Time We Start Living – before running Out of Lives in this very #DigitalGame…

What do we need ?

From the sudden Dawn,
To the delayed Dusk;
From the Queue for spoons,
To the Quick tea dips in rusk…

We feel so anxious to chase a target,
Keep running through to lead the market;
We get soaked into the ocean called volume,
By EOD get banished almost like a smoked fume…

Given a chance to pursue your heart,
Leaving the strained routines apart;
Gifted an Extra Leave or two,
Let’s think what New would we do…

Apart from gazing at the TV within four walls,
Apart from keeping busy updating posts – attending calls;
Apart from lazing on the beloved bed,
Or visiting our HomeTown instead…

Is there something which we love to do,
Some hobby undiscovered – Some interest which we never knew;
Is there something more loved than Sleep,
Shall we dig into ourselves down deep…

Let’s pursue what we Never paid a heed to know,
Let’s get a Direction – instead of just being a part of the gushing flow;
Let’s discover Ourselves before it gets too late to know,
Let’s Cultivate our minds before it starts to snow…

Overtaking Times

Driving on a road infected with traffic,

Travelling within an overcrowded train;

Hanging out of an overloaded bus,

Speeding our bike, ruining a pedestrian’s cloth with a spit of drain…

Cutting through our co-drivers lane,

Overstepping our co-passenger for a windowpane;

Getting into the crowd with push & pain,

Screaming, abusing and behaving insane…

0 –100(kmph) within a split second,

Riding through the lanes with a skew;

Broad, narrow, with slopes or bend,

Piercing out our vehicle through trucks extra-large two…

Are we doing this to buy some time,

Are we doing this to get into the light lime;

Are we doing this to impress a girl sitting behind,

Are we doing this to kill a pedestrian who’s kind…

What do we gain, what do we skip,

What do we kill, what do we rip;

What do we do when we cross a road,

What do we do to the drivers, killing people without a sword…

By doing the above, the ten minutes we save,

We reach early to office or back home being so rave;

At office we while away the same time for a cup of tea,

At home we start cribbing over the traffic, as if reaching home was an emergency…

One fine day, I took a pledge, not to exceed 40(kmph),

I reached office @ 10(am) back home at 7.40(pm);

The very same day I rode simple & straight,

Surprisingly reached 15 minutes earlier, instead of my myth that I would get late…

Request you all for an Early Start,

Than to rip off our own or someone’s Family Apart…

Preserving a Life is costlier than - losing a Penny being Late;

From sending someone to the Graveyard,

It’s cheaper to spend a minute of Wait…

A Miss. ..

Miss the time to be shared,

Miss the family to be cared;

Miss the confession to be made,
Miss the foundation to be laid...

Miss the campaign I never led,

Miss the words I never said;

Miss the needy I never fed,

Miss the mistakes instead... 

Miss the moment together,
Miss the mist & the weather;
Miss the bird with the feather,
Miss the Internet to tether...

Miss the team to belong,
Miss the friend who was along;
Miss the group one small,
Miss the eyes which said it all...

Miss the gushing river,

Miss the breezy shiver;

Miss the so dry rain,

Miss the heat & pain...

Miss the toys to play,
Miss the kulfi in a pot of clay;

Miss the bench-mate who copied,
Miss the roommate who stole;
Miss the life I didn't live,
Miss the story & my role...

Do we need a second life to recollect this ?
Or can we grab this 'was' from the present 'is' ?