Random thoughts...

aam j chaalta emne takraai gayo, ne jivavaa no tariko badlai gayo, Sahaj Smit ni aap-le, ne najaro ni e takraar, Emna Achanak sarkela, Reshmi dupatta ni dhar, E Paheli j najar ma anjaai gayo, ne jivavaa no tariko badlai gayo. Ankho thi ankho parovai, ne ema thai gai ghani vaato. ajnabi hata banne pan, lagyu che janmo no nato, Dil par emno jaadu chhavai gayo, ne jivavaa no tariko badlai gayo, Malkai ne chhuta pdya ne, hu emne jata bas joi rahyo, achanak pachu vari e hasya, ne e ada par hu mohi gayo, Ek kshan mate hu etlo sharmai gayo, Ne e haseen chehro dil ma kotarai gayo. - Asthir Amdavadi Kush

Badhu j to kahi didhu, ke haji kai baaki che? Dard ghanu ye dai didhu, ke haji kai baaki che? ------ Hatho ma hath parovi, aakhaye raste farvu, Ek kshan* sathe jivavaa, anek vaar marvu, Khoto khoto gusso kari, mari sathe Ladvu, Kaaran vagar hasvu, ne hasta hasta radvu, Bhulavi didhi e yaado te, ke haji thodi raakhi che? Dard ghanu ye dai didhu, ke haji kai baaki che? ------ Meetha takraar, ne Pyar bharya ekraar, Sangaath ni hunf**,ne Laaganio no vyavhaar Swapno ni duniya, ne e duniya na swapno, Zindagi bhar har pal, sathe rahevani kasamo, Todi nakhi che e kasamo, ke haji koi baaki che? Dard ghanu ye dai didhu, ke haji kai baaki che? ------ Ek j pal ma maru badhu j chhinvaai gayu, Swapno nu phool khilta j karmai gayu, Prem ni crur# majak kari, mane tarchhodi^ gayi, E tari ek j vaat thi jivan vikharaai gayu, Gaayal kari gayi hati je, tari e vaat hji taaji che, Dard ghanu ye dai didhu, ke haji kai baki che? ------ - Asthir Amdavadi Kush *Kshan - क्षण , Moment **Hunf - हुन्फ़, Warmth #Cru...

Hushed squeals under the loud battle cries, The sounds of cannons have Gods petrified, A father's sorrow, A mother's cries, Makes the feeling of victory so hollow and lie ------ As the buildings fall, the city's soul dies, The populace find nothing dear than their lives, Fountains that gave sweet water to life, Only splutter out blood, and a smell very rife. ------ As the rifles fall, the war nears an end, The city lies in ruins, that stood so grand, Human blood and bodies lie on the line, When the power-brokers of country sip on wine. ------ Thank you Mitul, for contributing this wonderful creation of yours to my blog. I don't have to write anything about what you have written..no words are good enough. Great! - For Asthir Amdavadi Mitul Shah !