It has been a while that we’ve met

And, all my attempts

To get in touch with you

Went in vain

Unsure, if we would meet ever again

While we walk on this green earth?

This wasn’t the way I had dreamt

Of us

But then, the law of nature has its

Own unique way

But, I know you love me

Even at this darkest hour of the day

Remember love?

I had narrated to you this day of ours

Before we walked down the aisle

That it isn’t going to be a bed of roses

This is how we began our life

Don’t you remember?

This is how we began our journey
Of two-getherness

If only these lifeless letters

Could bring back to you

Those memories … of us

Which we’d woven together

Things wouldn’t be then

The same as it is now…

If only these lifeless letters…

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Image courtesy : AJ's personal album

आज की रात अलौकिक

डमरू निनाद अभौमिक

मेरा शरीर नश्वर

मैं तुझमे विलीन

मैं नाही शिव

मैं नहीं निराकार

न मैं ब्रह्म

फिर क्यूँ दर्द में तपता है ये दिल मेरा

बहतें क्यूँ हैं आंसू जैसे गंगा की धार

रेंगता है क्यूँ  सर्प तन पे मेरे ऐसे

जैसे कि हूँ में शिव

कैसे समझाऊँ तुझे

मैं नहीं  शिव

मैं नहीं गंगाधर

न मैं नागभूषण

फिर हूँ मैं कौन?

हूँ मैं नीलकंठ

जिस को पिलाया विष इस दुनिया ने

सात  फेरों में

और अग्नि को साक्षी बनाके

हाँ,हाँ, हाँ
  अब लगने लगा है मुझे

कि हूँ मैं  नीलकंठ

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Lord Shiva, out of compassion, swallowed the poison. But he squeezed his throat to prevent the poison descending into his body. Thus the poison was stuck in Shiva's throat, and it was so potent that it changed the colour of Shiva's neck to blue.

This is how Lord Shiva got the name Neelkanth (neela = blue, kantha = throat)

या अल्लाह अर-रहीम 

कितने सजदे 

किये तेरे दर पे 

इस नजिस ने!

आँसू रुकते नहीं 

काँप उठती  है रूह 

सैलाब बनके फ़ैलती है

उसकी याद!

अब नूर-ए -रहम फरमा 

और 

आगोश में ले तेरे!

मेरा  ज़मीर मेरा वजूद
तेरा है मौताज
रौनक बक्श दे अब
जनाज़ा उठने से पहले मेरा!


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ah! Krishna

The color of your skin is so scandalous

It has disgraced me, O divine

O the unborn,

I cuss myself for having loved your skin

The dusky skin of yours,

which is abused as black.

Ha, this searing pain

O, slayer of Kamsa

which separates you from me,

equates me to Yashoda

O the colored one,

Is this your way to grant me, absolution?

Instead, come to me

While I breathe.

O the lord of love, Madana

You have forever kept me

bereft of your love

O Narayana, the refuge of every being

Embrace my soul

Liberate me from this disgrace,

Allow me to fuse into you, O lotus eyed.

It is this skin of  yours, O Shyam

My scandalous Lord

that has disgraced me! 

O divine,

O divine.

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Let me show you the light

That’ll light up your night

Let me show you the light

That’ll brighten your smile

Let me show you the light

That’ll bring you joy

And, here it is, my little one

The light that I’d promised
The light that'll kindle your heart

It is nothing, but

The love of your dad

Whom, you recall now
only as a friend.

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Video - AJ's personal collection

     I’ve been loitering in this dubious realm

 for you since ages, Krishna

This lactating heart of mine yearns for you;

Adorning the anklets, won’t you come running

into my arms?

The tinkling anklets and your giggles, brightens my little world

And then,

I feel a strong urge to dance among the dusky clouds

embracing you.

But today, as we dance on the clouds

The rains do not drench us

Depriving us from each other’s love

Why do you suffocate me, your father, thus?

Is having no womb such a sin?

Ishaan, my Krishna, how do I narrate

My love for  you?

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Images: AJ's photo gallery.

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