हे गणपति, हे गजनायक 
हे गजानन अवतारा 
शांति, मुस्कानों से 
भर दे, घर आंगन हमारा. 
विश्व बंधुत्व भाव बढ़े 
प्रेम रंग रचे जग सारा.
आओ न धरती पर
करने दुष्ट संहारा.
कर दो कर दो दया दृष्टि
हे गजानन अवतारा.


on the occasion of Ganesh chaturthi...2018

Ah! The deliciously sweet smell of freshly cut hay
The symmetrical rows of perfectly packed bundles
The pattern ready to be part of something bigger
Come winter and it will be comfort giver to some home
When outside world will be harsh and cold
Under the glow of a lamp, cocooned in mother’s lap
A child will feel safe and warm
Fragrance of harvest set me on a journey to wonder and joy
The peaceful moment made me slow down
Raveling in the little pleasures around
That weave the greater, the bigger pattern of life


looking at a freshly cut field..somewhere in Ohio state...2018

playing with colours I Feel like a bird with wings outstretched floating effortlessly in the vastness of sky. So many doors shut tightly, padlocked open soundlessly and come tumble out the desires buried deep, the dreams shunned to dark corners, the hurts, the pains, the torments that never found their way to lips, the anger smouldering within and destroying my being. Those Grey's, blacks, browns, these reds, purples, pinks, blues and greens all come out with their own emphatic statements, expressing what I wanted to cry out loudly so many times, on so many occasions. Then they all embrace one another with warmth and turn into that serene, peaceful white. Fresh, sparkling white page lay before me and I am ready to scribble new stories. 

At Read India center, Bada Gaon, Barabanki. art therapy workshop.

Well, I am the gainer all the way.... I let the moment percolate down drop by drop and imbibe it while we are at spot and then relive the entire experience while penning down my feelings with sunder's pictures before me. 
Gazing at those white, majestic, snow clad peaks I was transported to another world --- The world perhaps lying somewhere beyond those lofty peaks or somewhere in the sky above beyond the range of our sight but definitely a world full of serenity, peace and deep quiet. Felt almost in trans. Became oblivious of the world around, oblivious of even myself. As the veil of twilight descended slowly , the sparkling white peak smiled benignly and somewhere there far away in the welcoming arms of those peaks I felt myself melting down........ ah! the peace of being one with the nature.

At Munshiyari...2018 September

Oh those faraway mountain peaks
Those snow-clad iridescent hills
How I love to feel you gently
spreading within me.
I can stand there 
Wrapped in silence
Till eternity
And feel you grow inside me inch by inch.
Like a bird floating in blue vastness
You descend within me
my soul, my entire being become one with you
And I let myself dissolve in your arms
Aah! the bliss of tranquility.


On Nanda devi view point at Munshiyari.

मेरी दहलीज के उग आए हैं कान

नुक्कड़ से गली को मुड़ती

हर पदचाप में तुम्हारी आहट तलाशते ।

चश्पा हो गयीं हैं

खिड़की पर दो आंखें

बिना पलक झपकाए

देखती उस मोड़ को

जहां पर बिला गये थे तुम

बिना एक बार भी पलट कर देखे।

दरवज्जे से टिक

पथराया हुआ

यह खोखल पिंजर

इंतजार में है

अपने गौतम के राम बन लौट आने के ।

मैंने पढ़ी एक कविता

जो लिखी

टेरेस पर के गमले में

अंकुआए बीज की

कुलमुला कर आंख खोलती

नन्हीं दो पत्तियों ने,

और जो रची

खिड़की सामने के अमलतास के

इकलौते बासंती रेशमी गुच्छे पर झूलती

सनबर्ड ने,

वो जो कही

चोंच में तिनका दबाए

घोसला बनाती

दूर से उड़ आती

चिड़िया ने,

और अखबार के पन्नों पर

जम कर सूख गए

कत्थई थक्कों पर

ज्यों उचक आई

हल्की हरी दूब।

03.04.18