Little Did I Know...

 Little did I know, 

How flowers blossomed,

Little did I know,

Why the moments hastened,

Little did I know,

Why those souls raced to find a spot in the night sky...

Little did I know,

Where the moon dived, bringing another day by...

Little did I know,

Which words to choose, to present my love untold...

Little did I know,

About the hearts so cold... 

Little did I know,

Why those walls stood tall and bold,

Shaping a gulf, 

When we all could together, hold...

And even now...

Little do I know

How wide the universe unfurls...

                                                

                                                                                                              ~~ Kripa Sarkar

Puff...!!

 The fields spread green...

Along the water blue and clean...

The sky, bright and purple...

Carry the birds...moving in circles...

Mountain ranges draped with snow,

At the vast universe, the creatures bow...

Birds chirp smooth and low, in the dawn,

In the forest of magic, nests a faun...

A sight of enlightenment,

In a puff... it's gone...!!!

                                                                                                ~~~ Kripa Sarkar

उड़ान अपार...!!! ( the BOUNDLESS FLIGHT)

 

                                                                                                                                   ~ Kripa Sarkar...

AND LO!

 I am a plucked flower, resting on water, afloat...

The river carries me along with its flow...

I bow at the mountains and skies and waters, as past them I go...

Violet and yellow, my colors show,

I get wet with grace,

Away from the contemporary world's race... 

Away from the human's inhumane rage,

Along with the peace that has given me birth and death...

In this mesmerizing universe of debt...

And lo!!! It has asked nothing in return...

                                                                                    ~~ KRIPA SARKAR 

TO ALL MY TEACHERS !!!!

 Wonders of this world would mean nothing to us...

If you wouldn't  guide us through...!!!

Eveything around us would seem to possess no meaning...

What is knowledge, what is enlightenment, we would have no clue...

Guru is the one who brings brightness in a students life...

Guru is the one who shifts to darkness and allows the student to shine,

I'll always remeber Masudha Ma'am's " Yes Ma? Understood...?"

And I'll always remember Chandrashekhar Sir's, " If you have any doubts you can ask."

I'll always remember Gausuddin Sir's " Ei!! Thik se baitho!!"

I'll always remember Supriya Ma'am's, " I think you all are tired...go take a ten minutes break and come back." which I presume are my life's best ten minutes.

Oh how can I forget!!! 

Forever I shall remember Hanumant Rao Sir's little jokes and SIGNIFICANT yet short, Life lessons...

Surely I'll never forget Radhika Ma'am's lectures...and without doubt... I'll always remember her rare but Smiling face!!!

There is so much more in all of you that I'm unaware of...

But knowing who you all are to me...blessed I am!!!

In this fifteen years of my life and all the eight schools that I have changed...

Today I thank all my Gurus...who have been my backbone throughout...!!!

HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY TO ALL MY TEACHERS...

Thank you....

                                                                                                   ~~~ Kripa Sarkar...

Fear I Fear...

Who am I?
I have often asked,
To all whom I know,
And to myself, at last!

But heart broken I was,
When silence was all I could hear...
Confused with people and their inhumane laws,
I sank deep, looking dumbstruck at my fears.

When did I turn so dark
Losing the heavenly spark?
Which I presume all carry along,
Eventually though, use them wrong.

How did I turn up to be like them all,
Neither blessed to be evil,
Nor have the privilege to be a saint.
Here I am today,
Highlighted at the very bottom,
Yet quite faint...

Fear I fear today...
It has tarnished me inside out...
It has burnt that human throughout.


Fear I fear today,
So courage I ask,
Hate I fear today,
So love I ask,
Grieve I fear today,
So it's your blessings, Oh Lord of all, I ask...

Allow me Oh Mahadev...to make a change in this world for the better and best...
Then and only then, shall I never fear fear


                                                                          ~~ Kripa Sarkar (Noni)

 

Just You Krishna..

Let the emptiness explain it all,
let the running feet,
Make it's first crawl.
Let the loneliness stay,
let the heart find,
It's own way...

Let the autumn wind cry,
For the downpour divine,
Let the forgotten try,
To lead all,
Till and beyond the Shrine.

Let the bird sing it's own song,
Let the meaning of Life,
Never go wrong,
Let the heart melt,
For the inexpressible  love,
That only I have felt,
For you my Krishna...

And at the end what stays, is just you Krishna...just you...
 

                                                                                        ~~Kripa Sarkar(Noni)

DREAMS OF THOSE AWAKENING NIGHTS...

Dreams of those awakening nights,

Forgetting them is itself a fright.

Maybe because they have been the only ones,

With whom I have spent my precious night hours.

Tackling through the bushes, pushing them apart,

Slowly as I reach that spot,
I glance at the unbelievable sight,
At which most of you would gaze in fright,
I choose my fate every night,
Even though no one waits by my side...

Dreams of those awakening nights,
Remembering them alone, gives me pride.
Maybe because they have been so mysterious all the time,
That I cannot just not have the quest to know more of my might.

Embracing me in that milky night,
There...stands the moon,
Floating in unmeasurable height,
Staring at me, as if giving me a boon,
And whispers," Promise me that thou shall never forget
Thy dreams, because deep within thy heart there lies nothing but
Thy mesmerized dreams...Fulfill them my child, fulfill thy dreams!"

And so I make a promise to always remember my dreams,
As I know they are the medium of my life's success,
And so is true for you too...

Dreams of those awakening nights never let you sleep, do they?


 

NO ARTIST TOLERATES REALITY!!..

No artist tolerates reality,
Because not all that we see is the truth,
And not all that is unseen, illusion.
Well, you may ask, 'then what is the confusion?'

The problem is simple,
All believe in reality and confess it to be normal,
But what I feel is that reality may seem formal,
However, it is truly weired and abnormal,
Because it's imagination that can create reality,
Not logic that creates fantasy ...

No artist tolerates reality,
Because all you have is a little chance to show you quality,
Very little though...
But imagine of all those who are shushed forever!
To receive a pinch of mercy they will have to always endeavor,
To achieve tiny success they will have to fight with, be it whosoever.

And that is why NO ARTIST TOLERATES REALITY!!......     
And I am sure that you too would not believe in reality if you would be such an artist.

SO TRY AND BECOME ONE..........

A LITTLE TO GRIEVE, A LOT TO ADORE

I little to grieve, a lot to adore,
Of the situations life has sent across,

A lot to believe, a little too more,
Of what life brings to me, with a sudden pause...

Of all who have walked this path,
I ask, did you not face these adversities?
Did you not know how to overcome all of it with ease?

But you have reached the cliff now,
And I am yet to begin the climb,
So lend me a hand, oh please do,
So that I can reach up there too.

So little to grieve, yet a lot to adore,
Of what I have gone through,

A lot to believe, a little too more,
To know what will happen next...

All I ask is the sight of the path that you have walked all alone,
And all I ask is a hand to lend, and guide me, so that I do not walk alone............
 

A LETTER TO THE UNKNOWN

It's for your presence that my desires await,
And all my achievements?
Well, call them chance or call them fate...

Blur vision and empty minds take man nowhere, they say,
Yet they mention it quite often, that one must relearn everything,
To know something new that passes by their way...

Whom must I listen to in this world full of knowledgeable creatures,
To pursue my dream that only you have achieved?
When no man can figure out my desires unrevealed,
I look up to you, because I know not defeat,
Because you have taught me to overcome it by extreme grit.

Of course , you do not know me, and knowing that hurts,
But I persuade my heart, with my desires that I know can only be fulfilled with you........


All I ask is your friendship and support, to lift me at lest till the position of your toe, and then this admirer of your's may be satisfied.

Your's lovingly,
Kripa 

It took me six days to complete my book- Friendliest Love and Loveliest Friend. Although it is just a twenty-four page book, I imagine it to be one of my simplest creations, and would love to share it with all of you..........

Remember! It is an e-book in amazon kindle so you all can have a look at it, even during this lock-down. 

THE FIRST TRIAL, ALWAYS....

 How far am I to reach my dream?
I close my eyes, and the dream feels so real,
All trials have failed, and how false everything seems,
Yet, there lies no cure, there lies no heal.

Regret not your defeat, 
Says a voice, from under my feet,
During summer there is extreme heat,
But soon, to the nature, the rain is no less than a treat.

Give me a chance, I can prove myself, Oh God!
At least some hope, to say in short. 
I wonder, every time, what went wrong?
I no not the answer and it hurts, so make me strong.

How far am I to reach my dream?
I close my eyes, and the dream feels so real.

Not a day passes by, 
That I do my best, I try,
Look around, all that you see are trials, 
Trials to reach my dream......

Suddenly I hear a whisper,
Whooshing down the lane,
Asking me to get closer,
And repeat what I hear, and see how much I gain.

So I do as said,
And I repeat........↴
"Every time you fail,
Remember, 
After a bright sunny day, can come hail.
So fear not my friend, because even the last trial,
Can be tried, just like the first one, always.........."

Was it you God? I say,
Who answered me this way....!

WHO ARE YOU, I ASK?

The smell of the rain,
The sound of the sail,
The smell of wet soil,
The clouds in turmoil,

All may seem so intimate, 
Yet, insignificant they lay in the mind of my mate,
He sits and describes, 
The hardships in lives,
That hollows the heart of many,
And they end up in search of penny.

And he asks me to look around
For the ones, only passion, who surround,
And thanks me to be one of such kind.

Although, I do not understand,
What my mate has in his mind,
 I simply nod,
And start to sail again........

Thinking, there are many who live fully to survive,
And some, who survive to live fully.......... 

Who are you, I ask? 
 
 

HI LIFE (FROM A TEENAGER TO LIFE)

Hi , LIFE !

To be honest with you , I don't know where to start from.

OK...........so, lets start from you ( life)

You are the most complicated reality, and also the simplest fact.

In a moment , you can give showers of bliss, so can you make life a fake act.

What is the requirement of my presence ?

Come on , answer me........I don't like your silence.

I know I'm silent too, because I want to know who,

Who is the arcitect of this cosmos ?

Is this life that I am leading, true?

Or this entirely is illution; no.....it's reality, of coarse.

You always leave me in a situation of confusion,

And I, I try to find every solution.

But you'll have to understand,

I'm growing up now, and I do not need another hand,

What I need is some appreciaton,

And the right person for admiration,

So that I can lead my life, the way I've wanted to.......

Just that, for this, I need some help from you.......................

SOMETIMES I WONDER......

Looking at the pink sky of twilight every day,
Staring at the achievements of man,
I feel amazed to find more light on the land, than in the sky far away .....
I am mesmerized by what man has been capable to do,
Yet, sometimes I wonder, were things always alike?

Walking by the road, 
I watch people with empty hearts and busy minds,
So do I watch those with false grins and greedy smiles,
It seems awful even by imagining the world this way,
Yet, sometimes I wonder was the Earth so ugly before?

If you learn these answers, please do let me know,
Because I just came yesterday, and will soon leave this world away,
But don't you know, that some will have to stay,
And we must live in such discipline that those who would stay,
Never get a chance to say "TO US YOU HAVE BETRAYED."  

Happy Chance Day, because today mother Earth has given you a chance to CHANGE!!........

A LITTLE SHIMMER OF HOPE

Walking by the road,
Facing the war of everyday life,
Feeling spent, I strode  
I may live this way forever, but will always strive.

You may ask the reasons of these vain attempts,
 It is because of these minute shimmers of hope,
That the concerts of life, my heart still attends,
 Yet it regrets it's failure, after the long trodden lope.

All I want, and all I see,
Is the faces of all in glee,
As they look at me patiently ,
Waiting that one day I may be able to show them,
A LITTLE SHIMMER OF HOPE........

AN ARGUMENT- WHERE YOU CAN NEVER WIN

An argument you win,a person you loose, 
It's all up to you,
Whether you let the other win, or loosing the other is what you choose..
A crowd gathered near,
A phrase they want to hear,
That will prove who is incorrect and make things clear.

There comes a yell from the other side,
Letting you know that he is undoubtedly wise.
Yet you do not seem to panic at all,
Because , on that argunent , you know how to run and the other hardly knows to crawl......

Thus smiling , you give your view,
Awed, are many by listening to your answer, and awed by your qualities is the one on the other side too....

But is it that easy to give up an argument , when you are incorrect ,
and the words of the other true ? NO

So he tries hard , 
To win the hearts of all,
Unfortunately ,though, he finds himself in a position that defines him not that smart,


                                At last , not knowing what to do next, he scoffs and frowns , and unwillingly walks away ; as if  all that he knew was right.

You win , and every one knows....
But no one knows what you have lost,
And it's nothing more than a relation , probably  -for you- of no cost.

But can you deny the fact that in either ways , you loose?

This is AN ARGUMENT - WHERE YOU NEVER WIN

OH ! DEAR MOM , I AM BLESSED TO HAVE YOU.....

The dreams that I had seen,
you were the path to make them true.....
The life that I have been living,
It's because the pain that you went through.....

I know not how to thank you,
So, bewildered I am ,
Unwillingly though.......

Not a day I let pass by ,
Without thinking about you.
You had , from the begging , conquered my mind...
And now you rule over my heart too.

The goodnight song, the affectionate warmth,
 The look of your heavenly eyes, the touch of your GODLY palms....
 It only makes me an admirer of yours,
Allow me , oh lady , to lurk midst your arms.

To a leaf like me in the driest winters,
You are like the moist drop of dew,
MY story has begun and will end with YOU.......
You deserve all the love in this world,
And , here I am , to give it to you .........

At this very day, 
To you I would like to say - MOM I LOVE YOU,

OH ! DEAR MOM, I AM BLESSED TO HAVE YOU..........

                                                                

                                                     

                                                                                Kripa Sarkar