Sunday, February 26, 2017

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…

© 2017 Ajay Pai (Reserved) 
Image courtesy : AJ's personal album

Thursday, February 23, 2017

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

© 2017 Ajay Pai (Reserved)  
Image courtesy : Google


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)

Sunday, February 19, 2017

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 
आगोश में ले तेरे!

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

Copyright @ Ajay Pai 2017
Image courtesy: Pexels

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

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.

Copyright @ Ajay Pai 2017
Image courtesy: Not Mine

Monday, February 13, 2017

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.

Copyright @ Ajay Pai 2017
Video - AJ's personal collection

Sunday, February 5, 2017

     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?

Copyright @ Ajay Pai 2017
Images: AJ's photo gallery.