Barad's World

MANGO TREE Mango tree..mango tree. How does it feel to be hugged by a mother, what its like to be pampered by a father? The quarell with my little brother, & then mendıng again togather , How does mom gets one out of the bed, and makes me sleep massaging my head, ...how it would be choosing my dresses, & dad overlooking at me making faces with mother dressing me up for school&seeing dad dress up for office so cool, .....me crying for the icecream & momdad obliging, ..having food with motherly hands & grandpa watching, Then sleeping tight between mom & dad Listening to stories again&again as I had How does it feel to be bathed by father, &mom oiling and putting my hair togather.. Mango tree wasn't I born from them &then orphaned... was it right for them to wean my childhood fun... ......Me.. was the product when they were love struck... what made you so hard to leave me in garbage truck.. you could have killed me then & t...

THE BEND LIFE WITHOUT A VOID... IS NATURAL & UNAVOID IT MAY BE IN ANY FORM AWAY FROM THE SOCIETY NORM, THEY MANIFEST AS DREAMS AND HEART FULL OF SILENT SCREAMS, THEN THE SEARCH STARTS TO FIND THE LIFE'S MISSING PARTS, THEY FALTER BUT TRY AGAIN TO FILL THE VOID......IN VAIN.. THE SOCIAL NETWORKING OF TODAY COMES ? AS A BOON SOMEWAY .. THE PATH OF SEARCH THEN TAKES A BEND, AND DIRECTS HIM AGAINST THE POPULAR TREND, ITS THERE HE FINDS THAT COMPLETENESS. THAT LIES WITHIN,ENDING THE SEARCH IN WILDERNESS, THAT'S THE PATH WHICH YOU HAVE TO FIND, YOUR OWN WAY AFTER A PAINFUL GRIND. .. BUT ONCE FOUND THE VOID DISAPPEARS .... AND LO A GREEN LAWN WITH BLISS APPEARS.....

B R E A T H E R Fresh air and freedom unlimited, rare with relations created unabated, The penchant so old for emotional attach, then struggling the suffocation to detach, A breathing space for for fresh breeze to pass, shall create a beautiful harmony with a bass Intrusion and love shall never go hand in hand. always shall get wiped out like footprints in sand Whom to blame with pure & crystal hearts broken, betrayals with reasoning, & lessons wrongly taken; As the trees with right spaces bloom the best, So do the relationships do away from the chest; Let not relationshıp act as a golden cage; or 'BOOM "shall it go with unstoppable rage; Love is a fragrance,love is a garden path, music are the emotions and sunshinebath, Never be an intrusion,just faith be your vision & then see the comeback galloping to unison....

Unrvmed before I die I want to meet my lost friends of chilhood want to play cricket on village pitch and climb again the mango tree soak in rainy showers and feel drops on my face want to hug my dead childhood sweethearts want to get slapped bv mom want ride on mv father's arms listen to the scream call by mom for dinner the smell of new books the smell of newly polished shoes. the anger of my sisters with demand my possessive toys mv cvcle rides my Diwali clothes my loving neighborhood the crush Whom l couldn't propose want to thank all those friends who could not make big.. I luv u all... screaming that I have not got big enough to hug u their shyness hurts Just hug me. all who made my past just want to hug u my teachers.. dead and Alive I'm as just because of u want to run in the corridor of my school want to fall and get bruised.. want to share my tiffin.. with dessert of boiled cherries and borkut , the ice candy and churan w...

Mother God GODMOTHER Her sobs always went unheard.. but mine so absurd were heard.. she put her life always after me.. and sacrificed her aspirations for we words were never never necessary to communicate.. just an eye contact devine to connect.. she did not hold any university degree.. but her philosophy of life better than me.. she toiled her life never thinking of self.. just sacrificed all to live through myself.. her rewards were just our achievements.. with not an iota of complaints or laments.. she accepted her life with devine grace.. that's mother with love filling my empty space.. no Life can be complete without her selfless sacrifice.. just remember ur her heart with non demanding slice... love ur parents.. they are God reincarnated.. just spare some time for them rejuvanated...

WE GREW TOGETHER FROM BABY TO MAN YOU MADE ME DANCE AS A MADMAN CAN WITHOUT YOU COULD'NT HAVE RODE MY CYCLE & TOGETHER GOT HURT CURED BY DR.MICHAEL WE BATHED AND GOT FRESH TOGETHER MASSAGING YOU SOAKED IN THE LATHER YOU LOVED DRESSING UP IN COTTONS & LEATHER & WITH YOU IT WAS DREAMY WALK ON FEATHER WITH YOU WE PLAYED ALL THE STREET GAMES FOOTBALL,CRICKET & CHASING BEAUTIFUL DAMES WE EXERCISED TOGETHER TO MAKE US STRONG & YOU KICKED THE PERSON WHO DID ME WRONG. I WONDERED HOW PEOPLE CAN LIVE WITHOUT YOUR COMPANY.. AS WE VALUED EACH OTHERS MORE THAN ALL MY MONEY. TODAY AGAIN YOU MADE ME DANCE AT THE PARTY.. YOU WERE TIRED BUT KNEW I LOVED THAT SMARTY WE RODE OUR BIKE HAPPY ATTLAST GETTING HOME.. TIRED BUT RELAXING UNDER EVENING ORANGE DOME. AND THEN THE RASH BIKER DASHED US YOU LAID THERE MANGLED WITHOUT FUSS.. COULD FEEL YOUR PAIN SO DEEP AND YOU LAID MANGLED & ASLEEP YOU BLED LIKE A PIG COMFORTED BY SIREN.. AND TOOK US TO THE HOSPIT...

Unanswered in d journey of life, What is thought never follows one u luv bcomes elses wife. And u float on ur sorrows does honesty really pays in life, happy seems who think narrow, u pay d debt living in strife, while merry r those who live & borrow, against conscience pricks like a knife, so r dreams full of harrow, Is this God leading me to his side, or me leaving his hand for better morrow, easy is the bussiness of advice, with shops of philosophy in a row, hard & frozen are ways of practice Leaving u once more with a hallow...