Thodi Si..

Banvra Mann - Dream of an Ignorant

Bavra mann dekhne chala ek sapna...

Streets we have never walked on,
Windows we have never opened,
Hands we have never held,
Dreams we shall never, never see again.

Bavra mann dekhne chala ek sapna,
bavre se mann ki dekho, bavri hain baatein
bavri si dhadkanein hain, bavri hain saansein


lives we have never lived,
hopes we never realized,
fires we have never lit,
laughs we shall never, never make again

Bavra mann dekhne chala ek sapna...

I hear those strange whispers again.

Mathura Nagarpati

Tumhari piriya ab puri gharvaali
Doodh navan ghivoo din bhar khaali
Biraha ke aansoon kab ke, ho kab ke ponch daali
Phir kaahe dard jagaao
Mathura nagarpati kaahe tum Gokul jaao

PS: This song is special cus this is among few rare song which dipict perfect color of "virah" .

Lagta hain mausam badal gaya hain ..

ab nahi chamakte hain peele palaash
ab nahi ubharti hain maathe pe boonde
aur nahi milta hain aam ka wo meetha sa swaad
lagta hain mausam badal gaya hain...


garam hawa ne jaise muh modaa hain
peele patto ne jaise shaakho ka saath choda hain
aur toda hain jaise vidhi ne suraj ka abhimaan
lagta hain mausam badal gaya hain...

safed chadar ki thandak kuch kapkapai hui hain
chanchal pankhe ki pankhudiya kuch alsaayi hui hain
aur hui hain duriya kuch pyas ki matki se
lagta hain mausam badal gaya hain...


hoth pe papadi chadi hain
gaal ki surkhi badi hain
aur padi hain angithi pe kuch bhuni hui shakarkandiya
lagta hain mausam badal gaya hain...


kitni baatein hain jo badal gayi hain
kitne log the jo ab nahi hain
aur kitni yaadein hain jo thahar gayi hain
lagta hain mausam badal gaya hain...
... haan mausam badal gaya hain.

The Girl Child

The Girl Child
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Admist the rising dystopia, the girl child is born
Motherhood sleeps still, and the childhood lies torn
Father stands helpless,rich in despair
He see what is to be done, and knows the world does not care.

Oh my girl child will you survive,
Or Oh my girl child will you die,
You lie there bawling , the only language you know
The unspeakable has to be done, no matter how low

Father picks up the child looking everywhere avoiding her gaze
Big eyes on a round face, he walks around stumbling as if in a daze
The chile stops crying, momentarily curious by the strange face
She only sees the love, not the anger in his gaze

Oh my girl child will you survive,
Or Oh my girl child will you die,
You lie there bawling , the only language you know
The unspeakable has to be done no matter how low

He drowns her in water while she is asleep
Washing his hands of her, for she is god's to keep
The house he rinses in kerosene for the fire has to be deep
Sets fire to his house, walks in and goes to sleep

Oh my girl child forgive us for we donot care
Oh my poor mother forgive us for our morality is bare
Oh my young father forgive us for we donot care
3 in a billion is maybe too less to share.

by Ramu

P.S : This Beautiful poem by Ramu who is a very nice musician and guitarist as well :-)

A Green Soul

This Painting has past ... I just spill green color on orange sheet and was wondering what to do with that sheet ...then a drop of water fell on that sheet and gave me idea to release a soul from that green color and orange sheet ... well sound kind of complicated but to be very honest usually we artist think like this only :-)

Sapna Dekha Hain Maine ....

Mausam gulal leke darwaje mere aaye

Misri si baat hawayen kaano mein kah jaaye

Baadal ki rui wale takiya liye sirhane

Daadi ki tahapki aur kisse naye purane

Sapna dekha hain Maine... Maine bhi dekha sapna

This Painting is based on my Favourite song which is available on "Song of the Week" Section.