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House and Home are different.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #122‘.

Good morning Friends,

A House is made of bricks and cement,
A Home on the other hand is made of hearts;
A House you can even hire or rent,
A Home is known for the joys it imparts.

There is no sense of belonging in a House,
But to your Home you always belong.
Love of parents, siblings, and your spouse,
Would make the bonds in a home strong.

Moreover, a House is just a walled erection,
A Home lives with an emotion called Love.
A House has to feelings no connection,
Feelings is what a Home is made of.

A House can be rented, built or bought,
A Home has to be made and treasured.
A Home can be, inside a House caught,
But, nothing in a Home can be measured.

Hopes and Dreams are the building blocks,
For making a Home for one’s own clan;
Once made, there is hardly ever a paradox,
That it lasts you till your entire lifespan.

May your Home remain your favourite place,
For joys, love, warmth, peace and affection;
May empathy each one of the you embrace,
And with God the family retain a connection.

House and Home can be made the same.

Regularity can’t be dreary if you have imagination.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #121‘.

Good morning Friends,

The regularity with which these messages come,
Doesn’t by itself make these passé;
If numbers or repetitions would add to humdrum,
No one would ever admire a bouquet.

It is actually true of all those motley things,
That come to you routinely everyday;
Each one some freshness or newness brings,
No one’s significance you can downplay.

Each day has a sunrise, each day has a sunset,
The hours and minutes are the same;
In every respect, there is regularity and yet,
Each has a different flavour and name.

In God’s world, there is regularity everywhere,
And yet He has given means to discover newness;
Even if something is a repetitive affair,
Each has its uniqueness, its own trueness.

Greeting one another should never be trite,
Each friend is special and actually unique;
The regularity can fill you with great delight,
If you look afresh at its individual mystique.

To you, regular things won’t really look banal,
Because you have curiosity and imagination;
That each new day would freshly enthrall,
And result in renewed and unique exultation.

Freshness and newness come from within.

Life and Time both need your attention.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #120‘.

Good morning Friends,

Life and Time are two interlinked words,
If you value Life, you value Time;
Rather than delving into the absurds,
You can make your life sublime.

Wasted hours always have this quality,
You repent them in later years of life,
Whilst young, one tends to indulge in frivolity,
Unmindful that it always leads to strife.

God has given us precious life on earth,
Lets not waste it in vain pursuits,
Let’s always think of Life’s true worth,
And not throw away it’s hard earned fruits.

This morning I wish your Life and Time,
Would make you proud and satisfied,
That bells of success for you would chime,
And you would, in useful work, be occupied.

Later when you look back on days gone by,
It would bring a smile on your face,
That each one of those hours you can justify,
Having been spent usefully and in grace.

That your life would have memorable moments,
Which you would actually love to recall,
That there would be those happy events,
Which are meaningful and not just banal.

Life and Time are really interlinked.

Be content with what you have.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #119‘.

Good morning Friends,

God, let me be content with what you give,
Rather than to always run after a mirage,
I am born a commoner and I must live,
Without dreaming of the riches and the Taj.

You’ve given me things the others don’t own,
Why should I crave for their possessions?
You are always with me, I am never alone,
You have granted me unasked for concessions.

Hence, let me never fall into the trap,
Of coveting things not meant for me;
Between my desires and your will let there be no gap,
From greed and discontent always set me free.

You always listen to the contrite heart,
Grant me, God, modesty and humility,
Let today and my everyday forever start,
With gratefulness, joy and tranquility.

I know from you, my God, my Maker,
The true value of the ‘riches’ you’ve given;
Let me be a giver not just a taker,
Who is in consideration of others driven.

As I find you, God, good and kind,
Let others too find me like that;
Let me never to others needs be blind,
Or feed on others like a rat.

Forever grateful, forever content.

Reasoning is not everything.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #117‘.

Good morning Friends,

Smart people go by logic and reasoning,
Smarter ones know there is life beyond these;
They think of these as just life’s seasoning,
Nothing whatsoever to cause any unease.

Proving a point is never important to them,
Nor do they try winning every possible argument;
Whilst they differ, they never seek to condemn,
The world, for them, is anything but turbulent.

Reasoning at all times can often be a disease,
It sometimes becomes an incurable obsession;
The one inflicted with it almost disagrees,
And often displays enormous aggression.

The only cure is to think of the limits of senses,
And make good use of the healing power of love;
It quickly penetrates the opponent’s defenses,
You can see the hawk transformed into a dove.

I am giving you something good to try today,
That I’ve myself tried with success many times;
Each one of us can great empathy display,
If we decide to go beyond reasoning sometimes.

Let me wish you today a memorable success,
In being able to put your own point across;
And having done that, to actually suppress,
The urge to be agitated, ill-tempered and cross.

Reasoning can often make you lose.

Be true to yourself.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #116‘.

Good morning Friends,

People in love often wistfully demand:
“Be true to me, my darling, my dear.”
In life, with everything at your command,
Being true to yourself should bring you cheer.

Finally, for each one of us it is really true,
We also have to, with ourselves, live;
It would be a bad hobby to pursue,
A thought for yourself never to give.

Before we look at others’ faults and sins,
It is better to look ourselves in the eye;
Great humility with this one act begins,
Great knowledge our way would come by.

Judging others doesn’t require much skill,
Judging ourselves requires great prowess;
Yes the former often gives us much thrill,
But not doing the latter shows our bias.

We should always have a looking-glass ready,
In which we can at ourselves have a peep;
Those of us who have it with them already,
Would have, at night, a most peaceful sleep.

Be true to yourself today and everyday,
May you be able for yourself to know;
May your judgment never ever betray,
That you are afraid of your own shadow.

If you lie to yourself, you would be untrue to others too.

Limits are basically a mental thing.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #115‘.

Good morning Friends,

How many times you have felt totally tired,
With no energy left to even get up and move?
And then suddenly you’ve felt once more fired,
As if there is a strong counter point to prove.

Tiredness and all limits start with the mind,
And then travel to one’s various body parts.
This concerted action is, in a way, designed,
To deter a person even before he starts.

Decades ago, trapped under a Russian earthquake,
A mother kept her infant alive by feeding her blood;
If you are wondering how this marvel she’d undertake,
You got to understand there are no limits to Love.

So please try this simple experiment tonight:
Work and make yourself beyond limits tired;
Now think of a person whose love is a delight,
And see how quickly you are again inspired.

Now think of  the opposite and find it true:
Without love your limits are reached faster;
Your passion or interest is the correct clue,
You are, of your boundaries, the only master.

Hence, train yourself today and everyday,
To extend the limits of mind gradually more;
And once you’re sure you are making headway,
It is time to allow yourself the universe to explore.

Mind is meant to be boundless.

Defeated by a situation? You can’t be a leader.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #113‘.

Good morning Friends,

Have you ever come across a true leader of men,
Who is defeated or overwhelmed by a situation?
Throw tricky situations at him over and over again,
And yet he would never give way to frustration.

The fact is that each of us is leader in some way,
For we have to lead our lives until the last breath;
If we let defeat and dejection have their day,
Then even before dying we have courted death.

God, when he gives us a hard or difficult situation,
Also gives us strength and skill to go through it;
There is, to this rule, not a single aberration,
We should never feel that somehow we’re unfit.

God sends a Spider to convey to each King Bruce,
That defeat can only be because of lack of trying;
In the battle of life there should never be a truce,
However bad the luck, your spirit should be flying.

There is no place at all for cowards in this battle,
You’ve to set an example and lead with pluck;
Don’t allow heart to sink and nerves to rattle,
Lo and behold, you’d have changed your luck.

I pray for you to lead courageously in this fight,
However bad a situation that is thrown at you;
As Krishna said to Arjuna: It’ll just turn out alright,
If you recognise your Karma and follow it through.

Defeated is a coward. Be brave and win.

उनको हाल-ए-दिल क्या सुना बैठे,
लगता है खुद को खुद से गंवा बैठे।

तब तक ज़िन्दगी में सब कुछ था मुझे याद,
अब तो ज़िन्दगी का सब कुछ भुला बैठे।

जान का सौदा किया था उनको पाने के लिए,
होश आया तो अपनी हस्ती मिटा बैठे।

कहा था सबने नज़रें बचा के रखना,
नज़रें मिलते ही क्या क्या लुटा बैठे।

मेरा दिल मुझसे ही दगा कर बैठा,
नाज़ुक लबों से जब वह मुस्करा बैठे।

थम गया समां बंद हो गयी दिल की धड़कन,
तसव्वुर में जब वह पास आ बैठे।

दिल्लगी उन्होंने की, हमें लगा सच ही होगा,
जागते सोते हज़ारों ख्वाब सजा बैठे।

उनके जाने का ग़म न होता मुझे, रवि,
ग़म तो यह है हम दिल पे लगा बैठे।

Rise and Fall are just different phases or perspectives.

From the first of June, 2018, I started writing Good Morning messages in the form of poems (Please read: ‘Good Morning Message #1‘).

The last such message was: ‘Good Morning Message #112‘.

Good morning Friends,

Rise and Fall are just two different phases,
As much as we can think of High and Low;
Life would have many falls and many raises,
One doesn’t have to let one’s peace forego.

As our vision enlarges our perspectives change,
We’re amazed at the idiocy of our earlier stand;
Eg, we know ‘Up’ and ‘Down’ at closer range,
But in space, which side is ‘Up’ from the land?

Firstly, nothing in the universe is ever absolute,
Everything and every emotion is seen as relative;
Just like for ‘Up’ and ‘Down’ there is no dispute,
Similarly, none is there for ‘Positive’ and ‘Negative’.

Rise and Fall are just two varied ways to look,
One should neither rejoice nor feel let down;
Unless the aim is that by hook or by crook,
To be joyous in rise and on fall to have a frown.

I often give an example of the rain or water fall,
It looks beautiful and is almost always welcome;
It provides reason to rejoice for one and all,
Even in its fall it looks refreshing and awesome.

Whichever direction God decides for you today,
You too can be grateful and equally awesome;
God has given you a chance so that you may,
Fly like a seagull* and bloom like a blossom.

Rise and Fall are reversible.

(*Jonathan Livingstone Seagull, that is)

ज़िन्दगी ने बहुत कुछ सिखाया है मुझे,
ज़रा हसने के बाद बेहद रुलाया है मुझे।

किस कदर अपने अपनो को दगा देते हैं,
सब लुटा के अब समझ आया है मुझे।

वह जो करते हैं उसी का इलज़ाम देते हैं मुझे,
ऐसे ही उन्होंने अपनी नज़र से गिराया है मुझे।

बदल गए वह जिन्हें हम प्यार किया करते थे,
उनकी यादों ने रह रह के सताया है मुझे।

नफ़रत ओ खुदगर्ज़ी की दुनिया के अकेलेपन ने,
मायूसी ओ बेकसी का दामन पकड़ाया है मुझे।

हर कदम पर नए इम्तिहान वह देती रही,
बेदर्द ज़िन्दगी ने कैसे कैसे आज़माया है मुझे।

अब तो उनसे बेरुखी की भी उम्मीद न रही,
मुहब्बत ने किस मुकाम पे लाया है मुझे।

पर यह आख़री दौर मैं ही जीतूंगा, रवि,
वह देखो दूर मेरे खुदा ने बुलाया है मुझे।

जान कहा है तुझे, जान ही है तू,
दिल ने जो देखे थे अरमान ही है तू।

लबों तक बात तू आने नहीं देती,
मेरी ज़िंदगी में आया तूफान ही है तू!

हम तो तुम्हें फरिश्ता समझ बैठे थे,
आंख खुली तो देखा इंसान ही है तू।

तुझ जैसे हसीन दुनिया में और नहीं,
यूँ कहिये खूबसूरती की पहचान ही है तू।

वैसे तो तुझे सब बातें मालूम हैं,
बस मेरे प्यार से अनजान ही है तू।

शुरू से ही मैंने कहा था ज़िन्दगी भर का साथ है,
तब से अब तक हैरान ही है तू।

लोग तुझे कुछ माने या न माने,
मेरे लिए तो, रवि, सारा जहान ही है तू।