Tuesday, June 25, 2013

My blissful ride



From inside the blanket
Your eyes glittered and beamed so bright
Your looks so divine, your grip so tight!

I walked slowly, carefully, counting my steps
One, two, three and many more, as each
Corridor and its doors stared me…!

Nothing deterred me in my journey
Into this new world of dreams, of laughter
Of moments of silence, of joy and of caress…!

Slowly, steadily, in a fine balancing act –
The first child in me smiled back, as tears
Flowed down, carelessly, as I held you;
And as the doors opened and shut before me.

Moments of joy and fear accompanied
My thoughts, now vulnerable – tears of joy
Still rolled on, as you smiled again for a while!

Unknown into this world, in my arms,
From your mother’s womb, as you join
Me in the blissful ride through the paths and alleys ---
Nine months you nurtured yourself
In her sheltered womb, away from the light and the dust!

She danced, she sang, you heard, you moved;
She felt, you sensed, she cried, you comforted;
She embraced, you cuddled, she secured, you sealed!

The bond has just begun….!


Rajdeep Pathak
June 26, 2013


For my daughter, Sharanya, who is now two-and-a half-years old. The above written lines are those that I felt as a father, when I held her in my arms for the first time on October 11, 2010.

Saturday, June 22, 2013

Walking in the Rain…

Have you seen those majestic drops,
In the blue ocean, as they
Danced in the still waters…
While I watched them create waves
In between those stillness that surrounded the sky?

Misty, yet clear drops fell with a thumping sound
Thrashing, whistling; breaking the stillness of the night….

My dreams are over and I leap forth to the ground,
Humming merrily a tune of the rain as she walks into
My green land of lilies and roses and pomegranates;
Her feet wet with the waters she brings home!

I have now taken the strings of the veena
Setting it to a soulful music of the clouds
That coats the sky above with a disguised look,
Camouflaging the veil of the costume worn…!

My thoughts envelop in some distant flight,
And I trace the paths that the waters walked;
The strings of the veena trails behind, unmatched
With those notes, yet unsung!

Way forward, I have not asked her name,
Nor have I chased the shadowed lines
Of the rainbow, which I yearned from the mountains behind!

The rise and fall of the waves flows with the waters
Lifting each sound of the music and the soul to harmony!

My veena now sings in melody as notes match
With the flow of the drops, tinkling each vein,
Tuning my thoughts to her quick movements!

My feet touch her; feels her pitch; sets her to a song…
The veena plays on, breaking the slightest silence…
As I lay bare myself, before her…!

Rajdeep Pathak
June 22, 2013