Finally in Devanagari script, my poem about the games young rays of the sun play on a morning in early winter, written in November 2011! An English translation called ‘Games on a Winter Morning’ was one of the first few posts written and posted on my blog!
मेरी क़िस्मत की है चाबी मेरे इसी विश्वास में,
कि राह भी हूँ मैं और रहगुज़र भी मैं,
मंज़िल भी मैं, फिर क्यूँ फिरूँ उदास-हताश मैं?
; A salesman was here today Selling vacuum cleaners. They clean everything, He said. The pelmets, the curtains, And of course, the carpet; Even the bedcover, the walls, And that place under the bed Which I can’t reach. I wonder If it can sweep aside The cobwebs that blanket our lives … … yours and […]
About the poet – I found this and a few other poems in the diary of an 18-year old girl a couple of years ago. She would rather remain anonymous. Actually, she can’t remember writing them in the first place and thinks they are rather inane. So when I thought they should be recorded […]
हम मिलें हैं क्या? बंद दरवाज़ों के आर पार कभी? एक ख़्वाब में, जो शायद कभी देखा ही नहीं? या ग़ज़ल में किसी जो अभी कहनी बाक़ी है? उस लफ़्ज़ में जो, अनबोला, मेरे होंठों पे बैठा है उदास या अनपढ़ा, पड़ा इंतज़ार में इक किताब में? हम मिलें हैं कभी? धुएँ में उस […]
Haven’t I met you before, From across a closed door? In a dream, Kind of forgotten? In a verse still to be written? In a note Not yet sung? In a word that hung On my lips, unsaid Or patiently sat In a book I haven’t read? In the footsteps That tread In a […]
I decided to try out one of the alternative colour ways that I suggested for my Block of the Month quilt ‘Round the Year’, before I post the fabric requirements on the 7th July. There were a few glitches in this block pattern, but I have sorted those out. Here is a first look at the under-construction […]
This is a very special quilt, perhaps the closest to my heart! I started making it in February this year, as a Valentine’s Day challenge entry for my facebook quilting group, Desi Quilters. I had just managed to get the pieces ready for English paper piecing, when my daughter fell seriously ill. She was hospitalized […]
The White Lotus In search for happiness, I wandered wide This life I squandered, In search for a life. In places of worship, In cities of sin, In palaces, in caves, In fasting and in raves. In sermons, and in tomes, In crowds and when alone, Parched I did stray, Every path, every way. And […]
The Butterfly’s Dance – A Mother’s Promise In the jungles of her mind In a dank and dreary cave Surrounded by much deadwood Rarely the joy of day. Only those creeping crawling vines Twist in to hold their sway Curled up in her little cocoon My butterfly’s world is dark and grey. Many […]