April Farewell’~Memories Strike ~Poetry Lives On~

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For our final prompt, we’re featuring Kavyastream, where the final poem is a ghazal translated from Urdu!

Translation of an Urdu nazam….

jab yaad se yaad takraati hai…..

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When memories strike,hit heavily the heart
pain flows out from the eyes-what links are these of
soul and spirit,body still,cold,breath on hold-
then they- in love find thought and mind helpless
and seek restfulness for perpetual soul so restless-
but fail…

maybe then for peace of heart
will walk the one and only path
will think of one writer,a psychopath?
moments of tender care will rise
in visions, then time will apprise
vocalize…

the priceless value of words
the need to express the thoughts
the letter that unites the power of
the pen that writes…

what is the spirit to spirit link
Who is the angel that resides,brings…
a memory and loving memories past
a thought lost but one that lasts

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A Story A Day ~ 7 ~ Landlocked,Home locked,Lockup…Lock down…Lock in…

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“I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I thought how it is worse, perhaps, to be locked in.”
― Virginia Woolf

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‘are you preparing a grammar lesson? sounds like one…’up down,…out….’

well, these words do refer to positions and are known as prepositions of place but in our country English is a foreign language though many use it..er..in all its forms..even slang…it is also called ESL….

ESL?

yes, English as a second language…I will add my definition…ahem..English is a locked language..ha ha..see!

why locked and how locked? now languages are important means of  conveying..er..thoughts and needs and wants…er..and so much more…..

‘well locked it is,like Alice…she was locked  in Wonderland…and so are we locked in Language in our land…English is ‘angrezi’ gullabi’ some call it pink…Queen’s English …BBC English…Court English..American English and now Singapore English…and so on..it is all getting so entangled…so this makes my land ..a ‘wonderland’ doesn’t it?

Image result for alice in wonderland language I can even identify  Tweedledum and Tweedledee in my country….so that makes it even more adventurous…wow…super..thinking…ideas..hey I hope the cat is looking….

and so we are not so landlocked by land as much as by language…

‘this is indeed interesting…and then you must have a Queen too..?

well yes,sort of..a royal family we do have…I think in a free country we all are royal..as we are free..freedom is itself royalty, I believe…

no pack er..deck of cards for fighting…defending …protecting….’

well every one needs protection from evil of numerous kinds..evil is true and present everywhere….specially in sweet attractive pleasure giving things….so we have our cards..er..I mean guards….

and so you still say you are locked….

Freedom gained but enchained by language….and now we look for keys…keys to the door of freedom..the search is on….and so we are planting more trees to make a jungle, and then in that jungle we shall seek among the trees, the lost box of keys…in shady trees we might find peace,we will find peace, we will find fruit,we will find water..

Water?

yes we need to counter the DRINK ME’?

Drink…yes, Ah..but that you have found…whats that you say…ZAALIMA………pilaa de…..

hey see I told you we are locked……..

the Key the Key..the DRINK the DRINK..is to blame…….’

Rainbow Hiding in The Crying Clouds~Return of the Mysterious Dialogue 2017

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IMG_20170310_162143_434‘awakened are we to the desires forbidden….asleep are we on the fires we should kindle’

Fires of a different kind rage,some deliberately set some by nature,but mostly by design,such are the times when hatred guile deception reigns,terror strikes without warning Death is all over, famished for spirits,it seems working hard as ordained…but stupor slumber drunkenness greed selfishness supreme, palling the senses, creating rotten states in once green and pure lands…Lethe is in high flood, reaching almost the danger level…more rains are predicted and may the Lord Master shower Mercy….mercy..mercy….He hears us…..there goes thunder…oh it is frighteningIMG_20170404_120112_792

Salam Salam I heard the cry for mercy’….why faith is weak tonight?…

Peace Peace to you too…faith faith…got to be strong…trying to be more..well, it is uncertainty,uncertainty  that prevails…but I have found a certain feeling a certain calmness…only when….

‘calmness is good’ it comes with obedience…obedience to all..first to the Master then….

‘my parents are no more…Ah I am a parent and a grand parent…myself..yet I keep seeking mine..and not finding them at times..I cry….

pray pray pray in prayer lies calmness and the comfort of the heart and soul’

yes,I saw the news of children dying in Syria..so many…so young…….please say something….please do not be silent..

‘on this I cannot….only the Master knows….best….you know that….

‘yes but it is painful’what can I do, how can we make things better?

just do your duty and that is a lot..check the neighbors, seek needy people nearby if not far….give…give…

‘too much black….magic..magic..jealousy…and ..activity..strange and dangerous….’

it was years ago too when knowledge was revealed …but be not afraid..faith is the key the solution and you have the Book’ take guidance …respect the word of the Master…nothing can harm you if you are right truthful and honest….

I am trying..but why are the rulers …..

they have lost their way…and shall not find it ..if they do not forgive and return and above all repent..repentance…repentance…..

‘I feel the skies have messages..I run to see..and there are eyes in the clouds…looking down….where are the rainbows ?

Rainbows? wait for them..they are hidden for the time being..they are there in the clouds…this is a time of warning..when lightning flashes and thunder crashes..know that it is a warning..turn towards prayer…..

٧  فَإِذَا فَرَغْتَ فَٱنصَبْ 7  When your work is done, turn to devotion. The Soothing’  Verse No 7 and 8 ‘and to your Lord turn for everything….’

I do I try I am trying….I am waiting for the rainbow….’

thunder lightning and rain outside….’

silence….

Hope Manifest in The Guiding Star’ Return of the Mysterious Dialogue 2017

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When I feel heavy, when my heart is somewhere far away from me, when I experience helplessness, a strange emptiness I move towards my pencil and paper…I stare and desire to write, to scratch, to draw, to say it all in words…and then I know I am at peace…writing brings peace and reading , more so…but then what is there on paper…

it so happened as night took over, I woke up with a start, something brought me to full consciousness…I lay not quite frozen, rather a bit warm, wondering what could it be…is there someone on the roof? a cat? a prowler? let me see…er..check the time…the small clock showed 2.30 a.m. Oh…the T 20 match we lost ,what purpose lies in this game,I wonder…. game ended at  about 12…Princess time…and hardly two and a half hours have passed…they say there are unseen beings living around…some try to put you to sleep others wake you’

come offer your midnight prayers…so I started reciting holy verses…I keep the rosary close, it shines in the dark and I like that…other items close to the pillow are: a torch, a bottle of Vicks vaporub, my medicine pouch, and my small book of prayers’ sometimes my notebook and a pencil is also not far, and recently I have been keeping my knitting stuff handy too…

How does one keep track…or find out about any ‘others’ in the room…if any…the neighbors house is rather close to the bedroom wall and many sounds and voices can be heard…perhaps some sound came from there…

one thing strange I just noticed…no barking of dogs have I heard in the past month…just the growling of cats a couple of times…

the electricity goes off without warning and there is darkness over everything …well for some time…I wonder what people do during those hours…maybe I will write a book on ‘Load shedding Time Activities’

Oh the light blinked …is it the unseen friend…must ask…

‘Salam, the blinking light called me, afraid are you…be afraid only of The Malik The King…Majestic…

Salam Peace to you’ Oh yes, yes, the guidance has come, the awareness has dawned, alas for so many years there was dark ignorance…

Be at peace if guidance has come and is coming…hold strongly the rope of faith..Chapter Name:Al-Emran Verse No:150

بَلِ اللّهُ مَوْلاَكُمْ وَهُوَ خَيْرُ النَّاصِرِينَ {150

tonight’s message..and no worries about strange sounds, The King has a law for everything and it is given..seek and you shall find….then remember..remember….time time …time..and ..more duty…..

look the star is shining….

Poor, Poor, Prices? Return of the Mysterious Dialogue…2017

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A quarter of the year past,Good things have come.Joy fun happiness.Yet the heart seems heavy, the spirit needs the eyes outflow, appetite stays away…..

I believe we have become poor. Poor not in  resources on land but poor in the inner recesses of our weakening hearts. Love sympathy kindness honesty generosity empathy has not been seen or felt for quite a while…prices, prices,prices on the rise…I wonder how hundreds make their meals ..er..healthy meals and what they may drink..I mean water..clean water…but  first …clean…how to be clean stay clean..keep clean….Oh Dear…humans can be so poor…so helpless…helpless….help…its dark outside..waiting for the new moon…two months and then Ramazan…fasts begin…if only things would be affordable..

Aha’ affordable? everything can be affordable ..’  do not be so depressed…here I am again..sent…to guide you..see there is one who knows who cares who gives and who is the Greatest Master….

Salaam salaam salaam….so grateful, yes I have not been grateful regularly as regular as I have been blessed…yes this is the reason…alas we forget we miss we ignore…..

tell me what disturbs ?

‘why is there… delay? why speak so loud…to make someone hear…does justice and fair play  ‘ need a shout’ ?

easy questions need no efforts,no research no preparation no analysis…

what type of answer is this,if I may ask again…please,please there is so much confusion doubt mistrust…and..exhaustion has almost taken over …..gathering energy from all corners…but

well, it is an inside story, an inside act, an inside demolition plan, see? when rules are unknown,untold,unwritten..there are bound to be violations…but rules were given long long ago…everything written bound recorded saved confirmed…..

we were never aware..but why were we not ? that is my question….time wasted..life wasted..purpose lost….

no no you still have time…one small act one good deed one small kindness can make majestic miracles happen….

how can good deeds be done when there is confinement..when one is under outside control,when there is no support…encouragement, inspiration…motivation….

there are opportunities if one has the intentions,the Master shows The Way

can you please request…please make the shopkeepers keep prices low and affordable this year?

The Master has already heard the request…He waits for His people to ask..so keep asking and more so …keep thanking….and Oh Oh…it will be dark…dark…

dark? or Light of dawn?

no no, the worldly light will stop shining,and I must hurry to finish my work…cheer up now for there is hope and it will descend,think kindness..kindly and be kind…..

will the prices come down? petrol has gone up by…er…..two…no, one rupee….not that there is need to travel but still one needs some wheel support at some time in life…tell me more,please…

prices oh…

Nothing but silence…peaceful…nothing stirs…then far away a cock crows…once…then again and again…till darkness fades away to welcome the emerging golden effulgence…..

till next ………………………………………………………………….

A Story A Day ~ 6 ~ Beyond The ‘Samosa Treat’

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‘painful hunger pangs,spasms deep inside,helplessness abides’from a distance aromas sail closer,salty fried fresh food, benumbed the senses, faintness took over, moments later eyes saw a hand beckoning..’who? me? the young guard in uniform,sitting uncomfortably on the small stool, standing from time to time then bending over…the look vacant…searching the crowd in vain…

yes,you come here, a lady affirmed with a nod of her head,standing by the car she had noticed the guard…

‘here take this shopping bag, some samosas …’

no no madam,well, er…er…

come on take it,you need to eat and I need to give’…

without another word the guard accepted and returned to his post,soon I noticed that shielding himself partly by the verandah pillar, he ate the samosa in a handful..he had not eaten for hours…

‘he could not, he did not,he was not able to, he had nothing in his pocket…he only had a prayer in his heart, a silent prayer…’please send me something to eat just a samosa’

he knew the samosa shop was nearby…

and  Allah Almighty heard him..for He is the All hearing….a waiting husband bought four samosas..he ate one and kept the other three ..two for the wife and one for himself…’I will eat the other when I get home’

Oh samosas,wow so thoughtful of you I wanted to have one…Oh poor guard ,he seems so weak,why not get a couple for him too…I cant eat here in front of him’

‘and there, the wish was granted’ share what the Lord sends you …all are His gifts and blessings….

The samosas so shared …the aroma must have traveled high up in the skies, definitely some angels too enjoyed the ‘Samosa Treat’

Jazakallah  jazakallah’…someone said

She turned around..there was no one..the verandah in front was empty..there was no one on duty…

Superstitions ~ Messages In The Clouds ~ The Return ~ A Dialogue of Memoirs 2015

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IMG_20150614_165430_793 It appeared again,moving,slowly towards the left,across the cupboard door,rising slightly…I looked at the ceiling…it was dark…I looked at the window…it did not reflect any moonlight…there was no opening in the walls from where such a small circular piece of light could pass through…No it was not my imagination…it was real…silent…at a distance…created fear …I half rose on the bed,frozen,eyes glued to the small coin of light…then …it disappeared as it had come…no trace no sound…I was no longer afraid.The room was haunted. I knew. And so I knew so many other things.I am superstitious’ but how did I come to be that? ‘No nail cutting at night’ no cleaning or sweeping the rooms at sunset,the broom is evil,do not leave hair in the comb it may be used for magic against you…throw salt over the shoulder if you spilt some…

O come now,please…you may add…stay quiet at night…and then we may never share our thoughts or give guidance, so how come..such a rare topic so strongly open tonight?

well,it happened at least three times…

now what may that be,please…a cat came in loaded with fleas,the pet dog became ill and passed away in heavy rain,so sad so tragic but Death is a reality…

Oh you know all about the pets…no no it was the flour…while I was making the ‘roti’ I made it whenever there was a need for it or the kids wanted a ‘paratha’ a salty fried roti’ tasty with sauce or omelette or fried egg…a small bit would just fly off and land on the stove or fall down…this happened at least three times and I found myself saying…’O the flour flew’ ‘atta urra’…someone is coming…someone who has been away for years,or someone who has been a captive will be released and will come home…it is not just anyone…it is someone special…this is the belief when a small piece of ‘flour flies and falls off ……

I see and did anyone come?

well, it suddenly dawned on me and I called out loud..see’my friend has come back after 43 years…I had given up…but see…there she was with my photograph,on Twitter with a lovely message of good wishes.’Oh Mom,this can happen without the flour flying…’my daughter expressed her pure opinion- well the flour was telling me something’ …”superstition is like getting a message from nature or through an animal or an object as…spirits are definitely connected in some way and try to communicate…I’ like a dedicated knowledgeable teacher started stating the definition of ‘Superstition and its origins and History…my daughter smiled and walked to the kitchen…lets wait and see

‘is there anyone else you have in mind or heart that may be the one?

yes there is one person …but I will leave all this to Nature and Time…but let me share something that came recently from the Clouds’

The Clouds? there you go again…

No I love Nature and I seek Divinity I seek Master’s messages and I wait…

Oh I know so how do you think I am here…? lets see

IMG_20150614_165430_793 I drew an outline to highlight what my mind was perceiving…well?

hmnn this is your ‘love of knitting and yarn and the sheep’ and the parrot is the pet that kept you company at your daughters home…

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well again it is your perception…the fear of doing wrong and awareness of its result…’those who go astray, do not forgive,nor repent must be prepared to face the test’Life has a purpose which must be fulfilled’…a duty to perform…

‘awakened we are to the desires forbidden,asleep we are on the fires we should kindle’

This is the best time of the year to forgive repent and pray for one’s own forgiveness…with my quest in the clouds I am sad and disappointed…but I have my own view of the rainbow…the essence of purity,the grandeur of water,the pinnacle amalgamation of color, the classicism of creation,the spherical microcosm of divinity,the majestic manifestation of beauty …a miniature reflection of the vast boundless magnificence of the Universe…I don’t remember seeing many…now clouds attract me….but climatic conditions have changed extensively, as deforestation has its effects, lakes have dried up…is the Earth getting dry? can’t be…the seas and oceans are full and will be so…but it is all so worrying…where are people going?

to find rainbows I guess...a rainbow is a very rare happening it comes in rain and the sunlight…combining the two…if you have seen a real rainbow you are specially gifted..so keep looking…and praying and forgiving..help the needy..teach and above all ‘Keep Teaching Yourself’ and so to the clouds my wings will take me…

‘The Return’ is for those who wait who have learnt to be patient…who do not seek a reward for what they do but try to do good for …

‘Come to Prayer  Come to Success’…Come to Prayer….