Gumnaam...

Gumnaam raaho main chalte ja rahe hain;

Behosh, bekhafa aage badte jaa rahe

Khudse nakhush fir bhi pyaar karte ja rahe hain;

Ye falsafa pecheeda hai, fir bhi khushiya bantein ja rahe hain.

Jeene ka maksad samajhne ki koshish karte ja rahein hain;

Dukho aur sukho ko apna yaar banate ja rahe

Zindagi ka lutf uthane ki jad-o-jehad karte ja rahe hain;

Gumsum vadiyo main , umeed ki kitan bikherte ja rahe hain...

La Primera Noche...

Remembering the first night we spent together;
My stomach grumbled,heart throbbed,
My eyes stunned, the whole body wrapped in feathers;
Beauty soaked in moonlight and my heart was robbed.

Uplifted by the certainty and the charm;
Even the willows gracefully bowed with love,
Filled by breeze, even danger meant no harm;
Clouds bestowed blessings as gentle as a dove.

He took my hand, I skipped a beat;
My soul shifted completely, and I let it be,
My heart struggled but I peacefully accepted my defeat;
The world changed when he smiled, bent down on his knee.

I fell in love with the rhythm of his gage;
Captivated by his gesture, I swayed with the gift,
I wanted him to feel my love even in rage;
So engrossed in his tenderness, I kissed him in the drift.

He embraced me in his protective arms tightly;
The warmth in my soul flowed through his cheeks.
All i wished for was it to be a ritual nightly;
Time blindfolded our eyes but night left its murkiness meekly.

With the sun, the pain drenched in the rise;
I was reborn with my life in his hands,
After years of bruised wounds if this the received prize,
I will leave no stone unturned to reap the love from our land...

Feathers of Hope

Confined to ourselves, living in a bubble

Hoping for transition, serene and subtle.

Because one day the bubble will burst,

Exposing actuality's crust.

Are we prepared for the change?

Challenging the stereotypical range?

The battle will be gruesome and painful,

The reaction, distressful and disdainful.

The infection has reached the innermost layer,

Rape and murder, and we say We Care.

Protecting, aiding the ones we call our own,

Ignoring the rest even if they're prone.

Insensitive n ignoramus part of us needs to go,

Initiating change, though the process will be slow.

                                        

--to be continued

The Day I Found Myself... (My First Half Marathon)

Standing on the starting line, I couldn't breathe...
I was nervous and excited, all at the same time.
Scared to death, but I knew FAITH is all I need...
And then the whistle blew and every thought became sublime.

My legs were moving, but my heart was still...
Everyone was running in a rhythmic pace.
The weather was humid, but my soul could feel the chill...
Anxiety was brimming my body, but I had a smile on my face.

I was lost in my thoughts, when I stumbled on a stone...
Pain struck hard, making me come back to reality.
My mind was giving up, but my heart had a strength unknown...
With every step henceforth, I was getting more and more clarity.

Almost half the distance covered, when I started struggling...
Looking at the elevation ahead, my heart sank.
Can I really do it, my mind started juggling...
Boosting my spirits, I ditched my fears in the tank.

I can do it, I constantly repeated in my head...
There is no giving up, no looking back.
I owe it to my mentor and all the sweat that I had shed...
I am my own competition, I don't fit in the pack.

I was slathered in mixed emotions, when the finish line was in sight...
Unleashing my willpower, unfolding a new chapter of my life.
I was in terrible physical pain but my aura was so bright...
I had found myself, ending the internal strife.

--Sneha Suyal

Mi Viaje... (My Journey...)

 

Waking up, getting ready, and following the same routine for the millionth time,

Bored till the core, killing the passion inside me, just to fill my pocket with a dime;

I need a break, I need to move out, explore the traveler I always was,

Determined to follow my dream, living it for real, moving out of the pause.

--

My bags packed, I move out to explore the world and a part of me,

The world filled with nature, different people and infinite possibilities.

Moving through the landscapes of Himalayas, captivated by the serenity,

Thoughts pouring in my head, birds chirping reminding me of a ditty.

--

This is THE LIFE, where Mountain River flows fearlessly into the sea,

The birds chip and fly over thousand acres of lush green lea.

Riding in my bullet, past the untouched land and untamed silence,

I could feel the magnificent aura and the futility in violence.

--

I can feel my body filled with the clear breeze and vibrant energy,

On my way towards the south, my soul already healed from the lurgy.

The width of the blue sea overwhelms me and tears flow down my face.

Stunned and overpowered by its beauty, I happily summoned my chase.

--

A ride to see less of the world and more of who and what I am,

Hearing all that surrounds me, realizing my past was all a sham.

Paying attention to details of things which didn’t even give me inner peace,

Always trying to find happiness in the wrong places, not knowing I always had the keys.

-Sneha Suyal

Crush(ed) - Chapter 2

Tightly I tie the strings up on the ceiling fan;
No space for any mistake, this is the day,
Standing up on a stool, I wonder. Can I? I CAN;
A perfect end of panic, heartache and dismay.
--
With a slight smile on my face, I rise from this world;
Suddenly the ceiling fan falls, and I drop with it,
Shocked and scared, my mind untwirled;
My mind confused, struck by the divine light, LIT.
--
Has Lord given me a second chance or is it just a coincidence?
Have I survived my fear or am I lost in infinite dilemma?
Remorse hit me hard, have I lost myself for pence?
Regaining my strength, I have to relive my diligence.
--
Realizing my act, I find my lost will power;
Feeling sick in my pit, I decide to just let it go,
My body is brimming with faith, hatred drained with the shower;
A new me, a new reason to live, drowning my past in the Po.
--
Finally moving out of my house into the free breeze;
I missed this weather and the freedom I hold now,
Not caring at all but hoping love will come bending on its knees;
FAITH and HOPE survived through the storm, to my presence they bow.
--
Lost in my thoughts, walking down the street;
BANG!! I fall on the floor with the most distracting thud.
Surprisingly the most beautiful person, charming face and perfect feet;
Captivated by his gorgeously deep eyes, I forget I have plunged in the mud.
--
Am I falling in love again or is this a part of an angelic dream;
I am so mesmerized by his smile and his tone is so sweet,
My heart is reaching out to him; I guess we are flowing in the same stream;
Breakup, falling fan, and the heartache I guess we were destined to meet. 

(Never let anything break you so bad that you forget to love and adore yourself, life is 
a beautiful and precious journey, don’t waste it, invest in it)

Sneha Suyal

CRUSH(ed)...

Crush(ed)...

Pebbles splashing the warm water of the sea...
Wind blowing through his thick long hair.
Moon shining brightly, acting like an emcee...
Looks so smashing, eyes like shallow Eyre.

A single glare and I was on cloud nine...
A step closer and my head was dumbstruck.
An aura so refined and a face full of shine...
Every time I see him, I smile like a schmuck.

Is this love or am I loosing my senses...
Will he ever notice me or will I remain a mist.
This train of thoughts drive my heart through fences...
Absorbing the pain,hopes hit by the gruesome schist.

Holding myself together, managing it somehow...
I go back to my dull grey life, sunk in this treachery.
Thrashed will, pain dug deep, lost hope of being a Frau...
I prefer the lap of death, rather than witnessing his lechery.

Loving him, knowing that he wasn't even near to perfect...
Living a fake reality, of he, being a good person deep inside.
A small node, a smile, all it took to make my heart skip a beat...
But never expected him to ignore me and take someone else for a ride.

Only way out, to dilute this pain is a life on stash...
A mild attempt to relive the moments in a flashback.
Mind slowing down; life groped with devilish trash...
Pity and sympathy chocked me; I can hardly shack.

Off a roof top or is it fan's turn, I wonder...
Is LOVE a crime, or was I victimized.
Why did I fell so hard,why was all of this a blunder...
It's tough to breathe, lost in numbness mystified.

                                                                         (to be continued...)



                                                                                                                                  -Sneha Suyal

"CHANGE"

Finding truth in the most obvious lie;

Seeking happiness in the mobbish pry.

Observing every inch of every prudent being;

Finding good-will in every redemptive freeing.

Killing the devil inside, rectifying the breeding;

Evolving from the dead, higher conscious seeding.

Perspectives alter the harbor of thoughts;

Molding the prominent anchorage of the lots.

Magnitude of strength rising with every fall;

Scrutiny bestowed upon my grieving call.

World is brimmed with infected nests;

Cleaning them, even if, it pesters the lest.

Moved by the havoc forged in every apocalypse;

Aggravated by greediness of the politics.

We bring change with every conspicuous move;

Taken back by adversity but driven by behoove.

Change is ME; I will make it evident;

In an attempt to save my soul from this profound negligence.

                                                                                                              -Sneha Suyal

Winning Soul...

My Time is NOW, I feel it in me;
Laurels resting on my head, victory I see.

My pulse is rising with every second heartbeat;
I need to keep my cool, in the midst of this rising heat.

Petrified by the intensity of the moment;
Holding myself up in front of the opponent.

I see my friends drenched in hope and pride;
I want to earn it for them, for them I'll strive.

I know my efforts bled for this very day;
I know I CAN DO IT, I have come a long way.

For me, now, there is no turning back;
I can turn the table, I can move the damned sack.

With all my strength I move towards my ultimate goal;
I strolled through it all, bruised, but a WINNING SOUL...


-Sneha Suyal

Dew Drops... :)

Dew Drops...

Hot n barren land, soaking the drizzling rain;

Watching the serene nature draining all its pain.

The birds are chirping out loud overwhelmed by the pour;

Waiting all the year round for this day, finally getting rid of the roar.

Greenery surges me to absorb every ounce of the aura around;

My feet are dancing to the rhyme, my heart is singing to the sound.

Witnessing this very beauty, makes my mind muse;

Fights, frustrations are futile, even the truce.

Intrigued even by the very essence of the drip;

My soul is flying high, draining the reason to crib.

REPENTANCE...!!!

Repentance...

Emotions scrutinized, heart trashed in the drain; 

How could I free myself and feel no pain.

Caught up in the goofy air, scared by the murk;

 My heart prayed to just get out, I need no perk.

Bruised and bleeding, but my soul was full of hope;

Challenged by challenge itself I drenched myself in dope.

Still walking on rough patch to see the light at the end of the tunnel;

 I plea to let it go, but my faith is thrashed till the kernel...

                                                                                                                              -Sneha Suyal

Dilemma...

My life was drenched in dull grey;
Feeling were auctioned in a tray.

Inspired by the strength held by HOPE;
Mind gave up but heart overlooked the scope.

Absorbing every inch of pain surrounding me;
Eyes overwhelmed as my Faith knelt on its knee.

Coping up with the heightened feeling of disgust;
I fight with my inner self refraining the lust.

Struggling to destroy the demon inside;
Heart's leaping to be free...afraid to be caught up and tied.....

                                                              

Risen Above All...

Walking on my path, with feet so bare;

Touching my foundation beneath the layer.

Searching myself and my purpose of being;

Toughened by time, but motivated by keying.

I see light at the far end of my lonely route;

Pacing through it all, determined to defeat the brute.

The skin bleeds but my Faith bandages the bruise;

My head is racing, but my heart knows I have nothing to loose.

The destination is close, I know I'll make it through;

Close to all my answers, I am getting absorbed in the truth.

The white divine light engulfs me into a new loop;

My soul is at peace, I am floating with a whoop.

Afloat in happiness and above all of the worldly occupancy;

I have met my fate, I have RISEN ABOVE EVERYTHING without chancy...

                                                                                                          -Sneha Suyal

"An Attempt..."-a tribute to oneself.

World is fake, world is full of brutality;
It’s not really the world; it’s our soul lacking optimism in totality.

Everyone is selfish, self centered and mean;
It’s not the mob; it’s our inner self we need to clean.

Talking about serenity, vitality and the world unknown;
Being jealous about what others reap, not considering what we had sown.

Trophies filling the closet, achievements on the shelves;
Forgetting that we are still attending workshops to know ourselves.

We have humanity in us, somewhere down the line;
We may make our faces glow, but we'll never be able to shine.

Lost chastity, we are stuck in materialistic praise;
We were born to know ourselves, be humans not to get lost in an unworthy chase.

Don't cry over when the world mocks at you;
Its delusional, they can't be true.

Satisfaction and peace of mind is what matters in the end;
You can fall in love with yourself all it takes is an effortless bend.

Hug yourself, give yourself a chance;
Trust yourself, look in the mirror, give yourself a glance.

It’s not about buying respect; you have to earn it;
It’s not about money; it’s about the character you build, bit by bit.

You can make it; you have the power in your arms;
See yourself, you are radiating with beauty and charm.

We are losing grip, slipping so hard;
WE are WE; we can't be described in a piece of card.

Strive hard, work till the very edge;
Don't make promises anymore, Take the PLEDGE...

                           -Sneha Suyal

SCAR OF LOVE...

"Understand", he said to me in an uproar;
Dissolving all the memories in a cloud of smoke,
Seeing him leave was painful and sore;
Torment struck my world, I was completely broke.

I begged, I pleaded, I bleeded;
"I love you, I'll die", my mortality out cried,
Kicking me in the pit, into dismay my life was leaded;
I was a widow, wearing the dress of a bride.

"I will be your hero", he used to say;
He promised to stay forever, why did he leave?,
My head on his chest, he once kissed my blues away;
My soul was mingled in his, I am left with nothing to believe.

Is me being alive so blustered and misfortuned;
That the person I love so much says, "Leave me alone",
Emotions ravaged by his utterance, tartness pruned;
All he calls me now is a wicked crone.

Once called an angel, now a pestering witch;
Bearing it all with a hope that he loves me too,
Chafed by my laughter, my finger was rammed into an open switch,
Bruises healed, dreaming happiness would come to my rescue.

Fractured by his ferocity, I couldn't bear it anymore;
When the devil was asleep, I drove out the knife, Hist,
Flesh drenched in blood, but I smiled for the excruciating pain;
Love you always, to prove my love; all I could was slash my wrist...

-SNEHA SUYAL
             

Standing Tall...

Reliving...OURSELVES.

Striving extremely hard to make a mark –OUR MARK on this planet, saving every penny we have to buy a new gadget, buying the latest car even if we can’t hold its budget, etc etc...We talk about being successful, rich and a prominent part of today’s economy. Sit back on your chair, take a deep breath and think for a moment -WHY do we want this? WHY do we want a fancy car when a nice in-budget car serves our purpose, WHY we cut our stomach in order to buy the latest gadget when latest will come next week as well...WHAT are we actually trying to achieve when achieving everything that stands in our way isn't enough to suppress our hunger for being satisfied and happy.

      Now, think on the contrary, the last time we were really happy was it the day when we bought the new I Phone or the day when we brought a small gift for our parents which brought tears of happiness in their eyes? Was it when we re-bonded our hair or when we rendered help to an aged person on his attempt to cross a heavy traffic road? Was it when we first got high and tried tequila shots or when one of our friends hugged us tight and said “You don’t have to worry ever, I am standing right beside you no matter what”. I know all of us have experienced these times, times of ups and downs, times of dusk ‘n dawn, times when everything seemed beautiful, times when alcohol was our best friend, times when death seemed an easy option, times when a bear hug from a stranger could melt our hearts, times when we fell in love with ourselves, times when all we could think of was hatred for ourselves...These are the different times we have experienced and absorbed all the way...The cherished moments in our lives never comprise of buying a new gadget but playing that gadget with friends, not rebonding but a compliment from the one we love, not the makeover but the feeling of looking into the mirror and falling in love with ourselves again, not the buying of a new motorbike but the first ride with friends in the mountains...This is LIFE , This is the MARK we actually make, with ambition these feelings should be relived again ‘n again to remind our souls that THIS IS WHO WE ARE............

Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder...Does it? Really???

We say, “Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder”. My question is - does it, really? According to this famous saying everything can be considered as beautiful by anyone and maybe everyone. Then why did the word “ugly” come into existence? Confused? My point here is neither to agitate your minds nor to disrespect this beautiful quotation but to introspect the inner, deeper meaning it encrypts. This phrase is charmingly, daringly innovative. It has gracefully carved edges which makes it a positive quotation with multiple meanings to explore. Every time we say it, it brings a new dimension into light. Try it. Verbalize this selection thrice and every time you recite it, take a minute and analyze, you will comfortably absorb the different and thought evoking meanings it has in store for you. But all the three will have one thing in common, BEAUTY IS DIVINE; it is not a slave of one’s opinion. Beauty is in the flesh and bones of every human being. Adorableness has nothing to do with being lanky or flabby; charm is the prime attribute of soul which itself is an epitome of beauty. Now, I have one more question for you - What is SOUL to you? Have you ever thought of this? Soul is ego, fear, courage, force, substance, vitality, humanity, spirituality... everything we comprise of, is SOUL. SOUL IS BREATH OF LIFE. The supreme energy i.e. the Soul is an exemplification of beauty, as stated above, so on what grounds do we categorize some souls to be majestic and others to be hideous?

      Many of you may not hold an answer to my above quest. But I do have an answer to this. We humans have embraced a blanket of negativity embroidered with disregard and criticism. Over the years the use of this blanket has lead us to this day where in order to know ourselves we attend workshops, which are mentored by someone else. To appreciate someone we think twice but criticism suits our taste buds now. Peace is history which has to be brushed up time and again in an attempt to restore it. Hatred and jealousy are a prominent part of our wardrobe now. We are in an era where we are learning to try ‘n appreciate people around us, were it is easy to construct a house and difficult to built a home and were trusting someone sounds like the capital punishment. This is who we are, where are we leading to? Shame is choking my throat right now...FEEL THIS BURN, EVERY DROP OF IT and take a vow to LOVE, RESPECT, APPRECIATE, BEAUTIFY not someone else but YOUR OWN SELF...surprised? Don’t be...change yourself and you would feel the real meaning of “BEAUTY LIES IN THE EYES OF THE BEHOLDER...”

-Sneha Suyal

(Thinker)

Seize The Day

"carpe diem quam minimum credula postero

Seize the day, trusting little in the future."

                                           - Horace

Rejoicing every moment,living every dream,

Not aware of the tragedy,not aware of the scream.

Don't stop by to think,don't stop to wonder why,

Open your wings and sour high in the sky.

Life is to short and path too long,

Learn from the past and make yourself strong.

Pondering about the future is mere waste of time,

Be like the clouds,so serene and sublime.

Make new plans and soak the seed,

Let the future be a surprise,not knowing where each turn may lead...

                                                                                                                -Sneha Suyal

MONEY!!MONEY!!MONEY!!

In this era,priorities have changed.

Its no more about the unconditional love,the selfless sacrifices or the beauty of the Mother Nature.

Its about brand,bank balance,lifestyle standards and exotic luxuries..

Its no more about the LOVE that could not be LAID,

          Its about the SEX that can be PAID.

Its no more about the TRUTH and VERACITY,

          Its more about the lack of  CHASTITY.

Its no more about the SELFLESSNESS

          Its more about the media and the PRESS.

Its no more about the  INNER BEAUTY and PURITY,

          Its more about FORGERY and no more SURETY.

Its no more about the RIVERS and THE LAKES,

          Its more about PUBBING,CLUBBING and SHAKES.

Its no more about the RESPECT that had to be EARNED,

          ................Its all about the MONEY in the CHURN.

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