on behalf of truth.The whole truth does not consists inonly speaking the truth;Even by telling lies, we can be truthful.Speaking the truth is not a great thing;How many people are veracious?How many truthful have sacrificedtheir lives for truth?Those who are more fearful and more infirmin mind are more priggish, the morethey pretend to speak the…
There are few that make me ashamedAnd I become speechless.There are few too, when they come backI proudly talk to them and never get tired.The passed moonlit-nights come back like nymphsAnd the dark nights like witches.I set my ears to the ascetic air,The farthest Future whispers I listen.When the Future will dive into the Past…
Looking at my head, the Himalayasbow their peaks.Say, o Hero—Say, piercing through the great sky of the universe,reaching above the Moon, the Sun, planets and stars,breaking through the limits of earth and heavens,pushing through the Arash, the throne of God,I have risen as an eternal surprise of the Goddess of earth!On my forehead shines Shiva,…
I am tortured by my two ears;They carry me where nymps, like spears,Tear my heart with sweet songs and dance-Between you and me, grows distance.How I am tortured by my nose-She carries me where the fraud RoseAnd her sisters tease me with smell;I forget you, Life becomes hell.My tongue does not let me take rest,Makes…
Our eyes see nothing but the blind night’s mirthEverywhere. Our deep dark sick mind now failsTo remember the memory of light.Had ever the sun risen here? The moonBrightened ever the ugly face of night?In fear again and again our eyes swoon.The maddened dogs bark, the hungry lions roar,The ugly ravens crow and the vulturesFlap their…
My blind heart has never fallen in love;Throughout the whole life,It has walked alone on the dry pathPutting on a pair of old shoes.I have no enemy on earth.
look at politics, I feel hatred; whenat democracy, hatred; when at communism,hatred; when at fundamentalism, hatred.To get rid of illiteracy, ignorance andsuperstition, I took shelter into the lapof the boastful civilization of Europeand America. I got stunned when I saw,there people are wriggling like insectsinto the fathomless white darkness. Mothers,taking their lads’ virility, are playingthe…
Why do we, like gypsies,from place to place roam?See, birds fly; before nightthey come back in nest;Only we have no homeon earth to take rest.’How do I tell my kids:one day I too hada country; when I rememberit, I feel so sad!How do I tell them: therich robbers of earth,like dragons, have swallowedthe place of…
And all on a sudden, pulling the fishing rod so forcefully thatIt seemed a big catfish had certainly swallowed the hook.He was then repenting loudly showing othersReally a big fish had been successful to flee making him a fool.Pedestrians were watching him shaking their necksAnd bursting into laughter.An unhappy man stopped his purple colored car…
Women, like fish, walk swinging their waistson the Tulsi ground;fishermen taking fishing nets in their handsget puzzled and see nothing but darkness.Women, like Biryani food, are foundinto the rooms of all five star hotels.Thanks to God! In our muddy cottages,there live the women having beauty and color;but more than that, they have much fragrance.
