Flash Back - English - Carrot delight

 

Carrot delight / Carrot magic /Grandma's Carrot symphony /Grandma's Carrot Treat

In Delhi's winter chill

My grandma often skillfully brewed

A carrot delight, a halwa treat

Grating carrots tirelessly

Many carrots in the mix

Then, for almost 2-3 hours

Simmering transformed them into halwa

On the stove's gentle flame

And then

It was ready to be savored

Warm, tempting carrot halwa

A certain portion

Each morning graced our breakfast table

Yet, never enough

Grandma would often stash some away

In a secret container

And in the noon, when grandma napped

I would sneakily retrieve

That halwa pot

Cleaning it meticulously

50-100 grams of halwa

So grandma stayed unaware

But till this day, I haven't figured out

Why grandma would softly smile?

Flashback English - The Water well

 

The Water Well

 

I don't remember exactly

How small I was

But in the Birla temple

Of New Delhi

On those marble

Small white elephants

I sat

And in the water wells

My reflection shimmered

In this black and white

Picture

Even today it remains as fresh.

 

Flash Back English - Pen

 

Flashback - Pen

 

In childhood,

Grasped that pen,

Perhaps destined

To mark some numbers.

Some stars, some sights,

some flowers  and butterflies

Some mountains, some waterfalls,

Some jungles, some rivers.

A song full of pain,

A moment of love,

An unfamiliar touch,

A sandalwood body.

A forgotten, distant voice,

A broken instrument.

Some joy, some sorrow,

Writing the tale of life.

Today, once again, eyes are moist,

In childhood,

Grasped that pen...

 

Poet - Indukant Angiras

 

 

प्रेम - प्रसंग/ 2 - पहला पहला प्यार

  पहला पहला प्यार 

याद मुझे  आ गया 

सहरा के जंगल पर 

अब्र कोई छा गया 

संदल सी ख़ुश्बू  में 

भीगा वो बदन तेरा 

लम्हा लम्हा भीगता 

प्रीत में सपन मेरा 

प्रीत के अनुबंध में 

कुछ गंध में छंद में 

दूर कही मकरंद में 

गीत कोई गा गया  

पहला पहला प्यार 

याद मुझे आ गया। 

Woman and Fire

 Woman and Fire

The bond between woman and fire

Runs deep and strong,

Some trembling bodies

To provide warmth,

To melt the ice,

To revive the lifeless.

Woman must burn

in the flames,

For the liberation

of some moths,

Woman must become

the flame,

Woman must become

the fire.

Poet - Indu Kant Angiras

Woman and Water

 Woman and Water

A woman and water, 

Their bond runs deep and clear. 

A woman often quenches,

The thirst of parched terrains,

The thirst of burning souls.

Hence, a woman transforms,

Into a river's flowing form.

Sometimes a storm, sometimes rain,

At times a drop,

And sometimes tears again.

Poet - Indu Kant Angiras 

Flashback - Pen

 

Flashback - Pen

 

In childhood,

Grasped that pen,

Perhaps destined

To trace some numbers.

Some stars, some sights,

Moonflowers and fireflies,

Some mountains, some waterfalls,

Some jungles, some rivers.

A song full of pain,

A moment of love,

An unfamiliar touch,

A sandalwood body.

A forgotten, distant voice,

A broken instrument.

Some joy, some sorrow,

Writing the tale of life.

Today, once again, eyes are moist,

In childhood,

Grasped that pen...

 

Poet - Indukant Angiras