ಸ್ಫೂರ್ತಿ---ಕಾಣಿಕೆ

ನಾನಾಗಿದ್ದೆ ದುರ್ಬಲ ಚೀತ್ಕಾರ

ಧ್ವನಿಯಾಗಿ ಮಾರ್ಪಡಿಸಿದುದು ನೀನೆ....

ನನ್ನಿಂದಲೇ ಆಗಿದ್ದೆ ನಾ ದೂರ

ಆತ್ಮಸಂದರ್ಶನ ಮಾಡಿಸಿದುದು ನೀನೆ....

ಬಡವನಿಗೆ ಸಿಕ್ಕಿಹುದು ರಾಜಸತ್ಕಾರ

ಅಮೂಲ್ಯರತ್ನವ ಒದಗಿಸಿದುದು ನೀನೆ....

ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ದೋಣಿ

ದೋಣಿಯೊಂದ ನಾ ನಿರ್ಮಿಸುವೆ

ಸ್ತರಿಸಿ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ಹಾಳೆಯನು....

ತಾರೆಗಳಿಂದ ಆದ ಸಜ್ಜಿಸುವೆ

ಬಣ್ಣ-ಕಾಗದದ ದೋಣಿಯನು....

ನಿಶೆ-ಹಗಲು ಬಳಿ ನಿಂತಿರುವೆ

ಕನಸಿನಿಂದ ನೀ ಹೊರಬರಲು....

ದಿನಾಂತ ಸಮಯಕೆ ಕಾದಿರುವೆ

ಕಲ್ಪನೆಯ ತಾರೆ ಹೊಳೆದಿರಲು....

ಹಾಳೆಯ ನಾವಿಯ ತೇಲಿ ಬಿಡೋಣ

ಸಾಗಲಿ ಅರಸುತ ತೀರವನು....

ಪ್ರೇಮ ತರಂಗವ ಸೃಜಿಸೋಣ

ತಲುಪಲಿ ನಮ್ಮಯ ನಿಲಯವನು....

This poem was inspired by this post. Thanks Indira... :)

ಜೀವನದ ತತ್ವ -- ಸತ್ವ?

ಎಲ್ಲರ ನೋವ ನಾ ಹಂಚಿಕೊಂಡೆ
ನನ್ನ ಆರೂ ಕೇಳುವರಿಲ್ಲ |
ಆದರೂ ಎಲ್ಲರ ನಾ ಪ್ರೀತಿಸುವೆ
ಎನಗಿಂತ ಮೂಢನು ಇನ್ನಿಲ್ಲ ||

ಪರರ ವರ್ತನೆಗೆ ದುಖಿಯಾಗದಿರು ಮನವೆ
ನಿನ್ನ ಕೆಲಸವ ನೀ ಮಾಡು ||
ನಿರಾಸೆ ಎಂಬುದು ಜೀವನದಲಿ ಸಹಜವೇ
ನಿಶ್ಕಾಮದ ದೃಶ್ಯವ ನೀ ನೋಡು ||
ಕಾಣುವುದು ಸಂಸಾರದಲಿ ಆನಂದದ ಸಾಗರವೇ
ನಿರೀಕ್ಷೆಯ ತೊರೆವ ವರವ ನೀ ಬೇಡು ||

ನಿನ್ನ ಗುಣ-ಲಕ್ಷಣಗಳನು
ಕಾಪಾಡಿಕೊ ಋತು-ಕಾಲಗಳಿ೦ದ |
ಮತ್ತೆ ಸವಿಯಲಾಗುವುದಿಲ್ಲ ಕಂಪು
ಬಾಡಿ ಹೋದ ಹೂವಿನಿಂದ ||

ಮಾತು

ಹೇಳಬೇಕೆನೆಸುತಿದೆ ಸಾವಿರ ಮಾತು...
ನಿನ್ನ ನೋಡುತಲೆ ಆಗುತಿದೆ ಅವು ನಶ್ವರ ಧಾತು..
ನಂಬಿದ್ದೆ ನಾನು ನಿನ್ನ ಕಳೆದುಕೊಂಡೆನೆಂದು....
ಸಂತಸದಿ ನಲಿದೆನು ನೀನು ಅರ್ಥೈಸಿಕೊಂಡೆ ಎಂದು...
ಮುಂದೆ ನೀನಾಡಿದ ಮಾತುಗಳು...
ಕೊಲ್ಲುವುವು ಇನ್ನು ಹಗಲು ಇರುಳು...

ನಿಯಮಾವಳಿ

ಸುಂದರ ಪುಷ್ಪವ ಅರಸುತ,

ಜೇನಿನ ಸ್ವಾದವ ನೆನೆಯುತ,

ಮಣ್ಣಿನ ಕಂಪನು ಸವಿಯುತ,

ದುಂಬಿಯು ಹಾರಿತು ಕಾಡಿನಲಿ

ಜಾವದ ಮಂಜಿಗೆ ನಡುಗುತ,

ತಣ್ಣನೆ ಗಾಳಿಗೆ ಬಳುಕುತ,

ಸೂರ್ಯನ ರಷ್ಮಿಗೆ ಒಲಿಯುತ,

ಲತೆಯು ಅರಳಿತು ತೋಟದಲಿ

ಹಸಿದಿಹ ದುಂಬಿಯು ಬಂದಾಗ,

ಹೂವಿನ ಕಾಂತಿಯ ಕಂಡಾಗ,

ಮನಸಲಿ ಕಾತರ ನಲಿದಾಗ,

ಸುಮವನು ಅಪ್ಪಿತು ಮೋಡಿಯಲಿ.

ಕುಸುಮದಿ ತುಟಿಯನು ಇರಿಸುತ,

ವೇಗದಿ ರೆಕ್ಕೆಯ ಬಡಿಸುತ,

ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ಚುಂಬನ ನೀಡುತ,

ಮಧುವನು ಸವಿಯಿತು ಹಿಗ್ಗುತಲಿ.

ಹೊಟ್ಟೆಯು ತುಂಬಿದ ನಂತರ,

ಬೆಳೆಯಿತದೇಕೋ ಅಂತರ,

ಆಯಿತೇ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯು ನಶ್ವರ?

ನುಡಿಯಿತು ಕುಸುಮವು ದುಃಖದಲಿ.

ಪ್ರಕೃತಿ ನಿಯಮದ ಅನುಸಾರ,

ನಡೆಯುತಿಹುದೀ ಸಂಸಾರ,

ಸರಿ-ತಪ್ಪು ನಡುವಿನ ಅಂತರ,

ಅರಿತವನೆ ಜ್ಞಾನಿ - ನೀ ಕಲಿ.

rangu-kaavya

ಸಂಜೆಯ ರಾಗಕೆ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ಭಾವಕೆ

ಹಕ್ಕಿಯ ತಾಳಕೆ ಬಾನು ರಂಗೇರಿದೆ ||

ಹೂವಿನ ಗಂಧಕೆ ದುಂಬಿಯ ಮುತ್ತಿಗೆ

ಬಳ್ಳಿಯ ತೆಕ್ಕೆಗೆ ಗದ್ದೆ ಸೊಂಪಾಗಿದೆ ||

ಮೇಘದ ಚಿತ್ತಕೆ ನೀರಿನ ಕಾಯಕೆ

ಗಾಳಿಯ ಸ್ಪರ್ಶಕೆ ಜೀವ ಒಂದಾಗಿದೆ ||

Rainbows from acid rain

Rain causes rainbow.... rainbows are beautiful... they give you a sense of hope and peace amidst gloomy cloudy sky and thundering downpour.... what makes them beautiful? is it the light? is it the water? or is it the sky in which light is scattered? or is it just the rainbow itself.. :)

Rainwater is supposed to be the purest form of water.. but due to pollution, they are far from purity nowadays.. acid rains are common in big cities...

If a rainbow is formed by acid rain, would the rainbow still look beautiful? Or because the rain is due to pollution, would the colors be different? would the rainbow be even visible due to the pollution in the sky??!!

When there is light and are water drops, there'll always be rainbows... They say, beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.. But can the eyes see the rainbow to appreciate it?

Numbers!

.... he liked numbers.... they were always a part of curious thought processes which created his existence.... numbers... meant quantity... there were many things which could be quantified.... most things could be expressed in terms of numbers and logistic conclusions could be derived upon... its amazing, he thought, that things can be understood and perceived better just because you can quantify them in terms of numbers.... what would the world be, if the numbers were non-existant? would we cease to exist? not really... but then what would have happened to our understanding of the surroundings.... would we 'see' nature differently? what would happen to all the firsts.. the lasts... there would be no mathematics in school! no history may be... no economics.... hey! that means no banking... money will then no longer be a parameter in life! hmmm.... grueling-intriguing-yet totally random and stupid-thoughts, he wondered, whether it happened only to him...

he liked odd numbers.... may be he liked them bcos they were alternate.... but so were even numbers! well... it starts with a 1 always which is an odd number.... on second thoughts, it actually starts with a zero! hmm... zero, he concluded, is neither even nor odd... so what was the reason? may be they were like him... slightly odd... different...

his madness increased day by day... insanity was soon becoming his another side.... and now suddenly he is in love with the number 2... may be because he has started liking squares.... although historically he loved b³, suddenly he is now in love with b²....

his confusion knew no bounds.. but he always found solace in doing precious things.... strange was his life now.... yet beautiful!

Understanding.......

It is a luxury to be understood...

--- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Go on and on......

"I could go on and on and on..." he said.

"seriously though", she thought, "how could one go on and on with words! words are limited isnt it? oh, may be he would invent more of them.. but there are only 26 characters..... she had learnt in school that the maximum number of words possible is 26!....

what will he do after that?? hmm.... may be he'll create more characters...

how would he create them?? assign new shapes, may be....

what shape would they be?? wouldnt he run out of shapes??"

she had heard shapes can be random and hence infinite in number...

"may be", she thought, "thats what he meant when he said he could go on and on...."

the young teenager wondered lying on the riverbed, "if he went on creating new words and characters and shapes, he could certainly go on, but how would anybody else understand? or is it only sufficient if one puts across his thoughts without caring about whether others understand them or not?? then", she wondered, "why even try and tell it out?".........

Dreams are for real...... :)

the window stood there, open and clear...

it was hard to control, his mind wouldnt steer..

he had seen her before, by the window sill...

oh! they were photos, where she was still...

now he could see, the princess moving around...

thats when he knew, his joy had no bound..

dressed she was, in black and black..

his favorite color, he kept looking back...

she showed her palace, and he his hut..

all this happened, with the door firmly shut..

a certain random wind, would come barging in...

when view of the window, would quickly become thin...

he longed to see her again, to look into her eyes...

to jump out of the window, would certainly be nice...

he loved his beautiful angel, but this wait was a travail...

he wanted the life to end, but his love to prevail...

he thought of the princess, the fairy came in a zap...

there was a wand-tap, and he was on her lap....

the princess whispered, oh - this is surreal...

you taught me, said he, that dreams are for real........

random shayari....

दिल में दिमाग़ में जो सोच रहती है |

कभी कभी ज़ुबान पर आजाती है ||

यह दिल का तड़पन है क्या बताऊं |

ये तो अब रोज़ की कहानी है क्या सुनाऊं ||

Hamma Hamma ---- kannada version could be like this???

ಅಂದು ಅರಬಿ ಕಡಲಲ್ಲಿ,
ಒಂದು ಹುಡುಗಿಯ ಕಂಡೆ ನಾ,
ಅವಳಂದ ಚಂದವ ನೋಡುತಲೀ,
ಸೋತೇ ನಾನಲ್ಲಿ... ಹಮ್ಮ.. ಹಮ್ಮ... ಹಮ್ಮ ಹಮ್ಮ ಹಮ್ಮ....

ಇವಳು ರಂಭೆ-ಊರ್ವಶಿಯೋ,
ಧರೆಗಿಳಿದಾ ಮೇನಕೆಯೋ,
ಇವಳಾ ಮೈಮಾಟವ ನೋಡುತಲೀ,
ಸೋತೇ ನಾನಲ್ಲಿ... ಹಮ್ಮ.. ಹಮ್ಮ... ಹಮ್ಮ ಹಮ್ಮ ಹಮ್ಮ....

ಒಮ್ಮೆ theatreನಲಿ, ಒಮ್ಮೆ parkನಲಿ ; ನಾನು ನಿನ್ನ ಕಂಡೆ |
ಮನೋಲ್ಲಾಸವ, ಹುಚ್ಚು - ಪ್ರೇಮವ; ನೀನು ತಂದು ಕೊಟ್ಟೆ ||

lalbaghನಲಿ cubbon parkನಲಿ; ನಾನು ನಿನ್ನ ಕಂಡೆ|
ನಿನ್ನ ನೋಡುತಲಿ ಪ್ರೀತಿ ಮಾಡುತಲಿ,
ಸೋತೇ ನಾನಲ್ಲೇ.... ಹಮ್ಮ.. ಹಮ್ಮ.... ಹಮ್ಮ ಹಮ್ಮ ಹಮ್ಮ....

ಪಶ್ಚಾತ್ತಾಪ

ಕಯ್ಯಲಿ ಚಕಮಕಿಸುತಿಹ ಚಾಕು - ಆಗಿಹುದು ಹರಿತ |

ಮನದಲಿ ಬಡಬಡಿಸುತಿಹ ಇಚ್ಛೆ - ಭರವಾದ ಇರಿತ ||

ಈ ಪರಿಯ ಕ್ರೌರ್ಯವ ಎಸಗುವುದು - ನನ್ನ ಇಂಗಿತ |

ಸಂಚಿನ ಅರಿವಿಲ್ಲದೆ ನೀ ಮಲಗಿರುವೆ - ಚಿಂತಾ-ರಹಿತ ||

ಒಂದು ಕಯ್ಯಲಿ ಹಿಡಿದೆನು ನಿನ್ನ ಶರೀರವ |

ತಡೆಯಲಾರದೆ ಹೋದೆನು ಮನದ ಉದ್ವೇಗವ ||

ತ್ವರಿತದಲಿ ಇರಿದೆನು ನಿನ್ನ ಕೋಮಲ ಹೊಟ್ಟೆಯನು |

ಚಿಮ್ಮಿತು ನಿನ್ನ ನೆತ್ತರು; ನಡುಗಿಸಿತು ನನ್ನ ಕೈಗಳನು ||

ಜೀವದ್ರವವು ಹರಿಯುವುದ ನೋಡಿ ಅದೇಕೋ ಅರಿಯೆ |

ಚಿತ್ತದಿ ಹೊರಹೊಮ್ಮಿತು ಯೋಚನೆ - ನಾ ಮಾಡಿದ್ದು ಸರಿಯೆ? ||

ತಡೆಯಲಾರದೆ ಮನದ ದುಗುಡದ ನಿರ್ಭರ |

ಹರಿಯಿತು ಕಣ್ಣೀರ ಧಾರೆಯ ಮಹಾಪೂರ ||

ಕಂಬನಿ ಇಟ್ಟರೂ, ಇದರಿಂದ ತಗುಲಿತೇ ನನಗೆ ಪಾಪ |

ಅಥವಾ ಮಾಡಿಹ ಕೃತ್ಯಕ್ಕೆ ಇದೇ ದೇವರಿಟ್ಟ ಶಾಪ? ||

ಪಶ್ಚಾತ್ತಾಪದಿ ಕ್ಷಮೆ ಯಾಚಿಸುವೆ - ನನ್ನೀ ನೀರಸ ಸ್ಥಿತಿಯಲ್ಲಿ |

ಹೇ ಸ್ವಾದ-ಭೋಗದ ರಾಣಿ - ನನ್ನ ಮೆಚ್ಚಿನ ಈರುಳ್ಳಿ....... ||

ಈರುಳ್ಳಿ ಹೆಚ್ಚುವಾಗ ನಿಮಗೂ ಈ ರೀತಿ ಅನುಭವ ಆಗಿದ್ದಲ್ಲಿ, ನನಗೆ ಬರೆದು ತಿಳಿಸಿ....... :)

People and relationships........

I dont know where I read this first... But its a very interesting theory....

People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person..

When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be.
Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done.
The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.


Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.


LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other
relationships and areas of your life.

It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant...