YOU HEAR IT!

#KailashSatyarthi revealed 2 dark sides of the circus business –
1) Girls aged 13-14 are raped when they perform well (as a prize) and raped, no they are GANG RAPED, by Police, by the owner, by people around them, when they perform badly……
2) One of the saved girls(aged 13) says “I don’t think I am a child any more, I am a woman…!!

I wrote the below lines.. way back.. but theire relevance may be timeless..

#Questions

Where do we hide?
Where do we show up?
Where do we breathe?
Where do we sigh?
Where do we smile?
Where do we cry?
Where do we come from?
Where do we reach?

Where is the freedom?
When there is a breach..
Where is the voice?
When there is a scream..
Where is that bit?
When there is such shit..
Where is the spirit?
When there is endangered soul..

#Hesitation
Where do I hide?
Where do I show up?
Where do I breathe?
Where do I sigh?
Where do I smile?
Where do I Cry?
Where do I come from?
Where do we reach?

Where was the freedom?
Why was the breach..?
Where was the voice?
Why was the scream..?
Where was that bit?
Why there was such shit..?
Where was the spirit?
Why was I an endangered soul..?

#Answers
Don’t Hide..
Show Up..
Breathe..
No sighs..
Keep the smile..
Don’t cry..
Here I come..
There I will reach..

Here is my freedom..
Which I breached..
Here is my voice..
Which I screamed..
Here is my bit..
This is no shit..
I am the spirit..
I am the soul..

Let there be a brawl..
Let there be a fight..
For, I have to bend down..
To reach for the new height..
My freedom is My Choice…
YOU hear it..you HEAR it..You hear IT..
This is my VOICE..

Couplets 2

Ishq k gaanv me humne kadam rakha,
Pairon me chubhte kaanch se tukde, seeney me dard de gaye,
Poochcha ik raahi se tukdo k baare mein,
Voh farmaye, “Ishq k gaanv me kaanch se dil toota karte hain, Zakhm kahin ho, dard seene me diya karte hain.. ”

Teri muskurahat ne kuch yun kamaal kar diya,
Murjhaye se dil ko baag baag kar diya..

Kabhi uparwale se mulaqat toh ho.. zaroor puchhunga usse.. ke ye dil kyu banaya.. aur banaya toh kaanch sa kyu banaya..

Couplets

Usne bheja tha humein ek chehra dekar,
Aur is duniya ne nakabposh bana diya.

Unke rone se, voh jazbaati ho gaye.
Hum yun hi muskura diye, toh waqt ki barbaadi ho gaye.

Jaane kaun si raah thi, Jaane kya chah thi.
Kar guzarte kuchh gar voh sath hote!

Insan kya bane voh, khuda ban gaye.
Hum rahe Insan, voh fir bhi khafaa ho gaye!

Kuch Poochha uparwale se, kya dogey gar ishq kar lun.
Usne kaha, Tuney toh voh maang liya re bandey, jo mere hisse mein bhi nahin.

likh dete hain, ik nagma yun hi,
haal-e-dil bayaan karte hain,
dil ko chhu jaye toh shayar,
varna pagal kehla detein hain.

zindagi ka rang gulaabi nahi hota,
har khoobsurat pal bhi rumaani nahi hota,
hota toh gulab bhi rumaani hai,
lekin.. bin kaanto ke gulaab bhi nahi hota..

Naqaabposhon ki duniya mein,
chehre kayi khubsurat hai,
Naqaabposhon ki duniya mein,
chehre kayi khubsurat hai,
Dil bhi aata hai inpe aur pyar bhi,
Bas dartein hain, ik baat se..
Ke kahin ye naqaab na utar jaye.

Pyar ki baat aisi, karke dekhiye kya hota hai,
koi kehta hai rang iska gulabi, koi kehta gerua hota hai,
bas dekh lo muskurata hua chehra, sheeshe mein,
bayaan kar degi muskurahat, pyar har rang se judaa hota hai…

Kehte hain log, zindagi jeene kaa naam hai,
kehte hain log zindagi jeene ka naam hai,
roz hi hoti, subah aur sham hai,
kabhi hum chahte the ke chand dikhta rahe,
aaj sirf kaali ghani raaton se kaam hai…

A Lost Feeling!

It was as fresh as a dewdrop,
It was as golden as a new crop.
It had no ceiling,
I was watching, as it came whistling.
I was not alone, As I had all one.
There.. was the one, I felt as if I had won.

It was beautiful, It was suave.
I was living, out of my cave.
Craving for it, so I could save.
I was riding, on a crazy wave.
I took a dive, as I was naive.
It went higher, so did the fire.
The wave was not, that I could save,
It went on.. for a while,
Only to die with a rile.

It was gloomy as a dead flower,
It was deeper, as it took lower
It lost the floor..
I was watching, as it came crashing
I was alone, I was the one..
I was reeling…
There I met my, Lost Feeling!!!!

– Hemant Bavle