My good friend Jeetu quoted something sometime back-
"Waqt Rehta Nahi kabhi tik kar...waqt rehta nahi kabhi tik kar... uski fitrat bhi aadmi see hai..."
I was impressed by the shaer (i actually put that on my gtalk status).
I love calling myself a poet and a musafir... I've tried my hand at poetry over the last few years... most of what I've written have been trashed by my ever-loving readers... Some of them I've trashed too... With some, in the past, I've made a couple of girls cry, nay, weep. (I don't know what made them do that.... me or my poem...)
My mind raced back to when I started enjoying poetry. Couldnt recollect when- but certainly not during those days when we had to mug up poems... no better way 2 ruin a child's interest in poems...
Some poems that have captured my interest through the years have been Kipling's IF and Hunt's Abou Ben Adhem. Recently my friend-mentor-senior Himanshu showed me a poem on wind... I'll put that up here soon... That was almost as interesting as the other two I've mentioned.
KMC exposed me to the world of urdu poetry... and ghazals... 7 years back, forget if i had heard ghulam Ali, I had not even heard of Ghulam Ali....
Of late, thanks to my friends- Himanshu and another friend-mentor-senior Doctorsaab, my latest fascination is for Kabir ke dohe and songs sung by Abida Parveen...
I'll go back to my frnd...Jeetu whose quote inspired this blog... he is one of those characters jiske har andaaz mein kuch poetic hai... u almost hear background voices/ noises of "arz hai" and "waah waah" when u meet him....Its his b'day later this month... And to him is dedicated the following lines from an old hindi song...
"oh mere humraahi...mere baah thaame chalna,
badle duniya saari, tum na badalna..."
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