Happy birthday Sachin ...!!!

On the shoulders of giants we are
With the shadows of saints we walk

Some are here to share love with us
And some, here for our pains' shares

You've an origin that's so humble
And ferocity making opponents crumble

There were times both good and bad
Challenges wherein our adrenaline had seethed

But you walked us down all the path
Sober and patient. With only smile and no wrath

I remember that day I wanted to be you
Until I realised u're God, and it's true

World knows it. That we be it's lords
Till you are with us. It forever accords

I'm here right now. Under your sheathe
On the land with air, you walk and breathe

Our nation is proud for your services to her
With gratitude and price that couldn't be repaid for

And yet another year to come
You're going to fill joy in our lives
I'm sure sir. You deserve the greatest honour.

Wishing you a very very delightful birthday...!!!

A Little Lullaby

Our earth's place where joy and pain
Co-exist in the hearts of us-poor people
But dear! I know another world
Where there are no brawls and no miseries
Where you are left free like a fawn
Embraced only by nature and by heavens
And you will be showered with all of the love
You'd ever wanted and you'd ever need
In pay only of your smiles

Yes dear! It's that world of dreams
Dreams that come true and dreams that take you
To the edge of our universe
It's a peaceful and tranquil place
Like that of our own shoon
That you can walk through and feel the delight
You've heard of it before
But today you'll discover yourself
Places neither I nor you've ever known

Forget everything around.
Yes me and you too

Let this lull ring in your heart
While your mind seeps into peace
Heavens are open now. Sleep well angel!!!

The Capricious Life

The moments set before us
And the events that take a turn

All have a part to play
In what this life has to lay

Each of them carries along
Wisdom and it's very own song

There are hands to conjure upon you
And many challenges to get through

It takes the pain of a life
To fight and forget each strife

But yet my friend, I have a say
The caprices all aren't forever to stay

If you fight alone. Sure it's tough
But together are we. No more is it gruff

Let time decide where our paths be led
We shall but converge where before we said

The trick of life is here revealed
Let the joy and pain be all unveiled

Share and spread what you feel
Ligher and better your heart would reel

Take life just as a present
That you carry without any resent

You'll love all those moments
As you do, a cologne's scents

Remember this forever
You'd be happy as ever

To my Stranger, with Love

Amid crackles of its routine I heard, lying down, rhythm of her footsteps
While vestiges of her perfume filled the air as she walked unto me

Being tweaked by her soft and keen voice, I sprang swiftly to face her
Not a tick waiting. Her countenance had a morning’s shine and glow

She had the air of a prima ballerina. And the eloquence of a Bharat-Natyam artist
With a face fledged and apparently holding the charm of moon in full

Eyes with an astral sparkle seemed pure and serene, just as those of newborns
Expressive and vivid eyes of her had the power of delivering sensuous pleasure

Little brows fixed like crescents in dark mesmerize at the very sight
When each of them dance together or apart, reminded me of mythical angels

Her hairs had the beauty of a frozen fall and her rosy lips did enthrall
It seemed as if Venus had herself chiseled this piece of art and poured life in

After being lost into a while of doze I got into senses and could hear her
I mumbled while doting upon her smile, the effect of which would persist long

If facial gestures were by itself a language, she had the command of a linguist
And delectable was her expressive mood. A tacit lullaby and an aura of subtlety

For a stare into her eyes a smile would return. The price of which is eternity
And for a gaze into her smile her eyes would speak. In the language of heavens

The day had passed while I’d learnt her jargon
But she disappeared into her way while I’d drawn the paragon

Richer by that day and poorer by other nights
No more were the eyes and no more were the smiles

I regretted in the moment that I weren’t a painter
For the memories of her - only turned fainter

Can I not find them. Hey can I not search them?
Not just in my dreams but even in the gleams

Oh my stranger. Miss you a much
My dear stranger. Not before as such