Remembering the great poet  

Posted by: Trivial Encounters

I do tend to believe that knowledge and pearls of wisdom imparted at an young age do tend to stick till grave. I especially enjoyed the verses of kabir. Eloquent delivery with stringent use of words. Like a mellifluous jewel inside an obscure puzzle. I used to admire how something that was so hard to understand all made meaning beautifully. My naive mind that it was, adored my Hindi teacher who unlocked the puzzle and let it all out. He was the one who could bring out the literary drive amongst the veritable bedlam called class as presented by 8th graders.

A couple of those inspiring verses.


"Dukh Mein Simran Sab Kare, Sukh Mein Kare Na Koye
Jo Sukh Mein Simran Kare, Tau Dukh Kahe Ko Hoye"
(In anguish everyone prays to Him, in joy does none
To One who prays in happiness, how can sorrow come)
"Bada Hua To Kya Hua, Jaise Ped Khajoor
Panthi Ko Chaya Nahin, Phal Laage Atidoor"
(In vain is the eminence, just like a date tree
No shade for travelers and fruits are hard to reach)

These embody a variety of suble poetic elements that render a rather profound exhilaration to the reader. Though not explicit in the above 2 verses, symbolism is as venerable an element of poetry as irony is for a story. This may raise many eyebrows but I find nourishment in excavating meaning out of a challenge, a maze of words. Unlike beauty, here the less obvious it is, the more impact it has.. once discovered. . . :)

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Understanding ...  

Posted by: Trivial Encounters

Haggard eyes black ,
not so steel anymore
grouchy face, unwelcome lines,
wisdom and pain
Come with time.

no complaints my old lady
its not u but the years that have worn you grey
its not u but the tempest that has made you what you are today
not today not tomorrow but wait for your time in bliss
the colors of sweet release

but remember thy had a life that once lit ablaze
with sunshine, with stars as embellishment of joyous life
with your prime and beauty
that left no souvenirs
no marks no hue
nothing to look at



except for the memories
that make u yearn ...
to go back to the simple moments
that it all began


- dedicated to the old forest wood logger woman i once helped out when i was little.

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Posted by: Trivial Encounters

I am back!! after a reaaally long time :)
A bunch of things have transpired since my last post! All those posts about my inability to find a job, my ignorance reflecting on my choice of food! the negativity ions i spewed out are long gone. But then you realize there is always something to worry about. I made great friends( read as interesting people who don't talk about movies or nail polish colors ALL the bloody time), visited a bunch of places, found a job which made my student pocket reasonably fat(read as 3 meals a day :) without $ -> rupee conversion, occasional treats at Villa Thai and Sher-e-Punjab ). Later, I managed to find an internship, pack up to a far away lonely paradise , sans friends, sans company, sans an avenue to redirect all your unconscious mental navigation).. paradise being that was like living at the Marriott for 3 months with a personal house keeper(software companies do fuel your ego).

And now! I am back ... to my dinghy apartment at 827 E Drachman..with all 3 needs of an average human being laid out in their most negotiable form.
- Kapda (yes!! No complaints , esp with my new Macy's gift card).s No one really cares what you
wear to school.
- Makaan (my own little blue bed in my dinghy student apartment).Still pretty sweet coz the
people around make it what it is.
- Roti (or Tortilla :) or bagels or pasta or curd rice ...with mango pickle and lemon , chinese
food!! Yummmm .. )
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which is precisely why i put them down as negotiable. With hardly a handful of courses and a job hunt ahead, the last semester is indeed a time to reminisce about the value addition gained as a
result of the last year and half.

Well.. one thing is for sure. When I move out, I am gonna miss you School, miss you Tucson.

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