Tuesday, August 31, 2021

When it comes to Love!

 



One way is to be in so much of love

That you surrender

To every thrashing of the wave

Every caress and kiss.

Every frustrated release.

Every rebuke, each deed. 


Another is of self love.

To stand strong against 

Anything wrong.

To give as much respect to even self

As you expect

From the rest of the world.

To heal and care for self first.

And then extend it to any other.


But who is other

When it comes to Love!

Don't we give a piece extra

To the one we love?

And isn't love the major binding force,

The core raw material

The cosmic cure?


But equally important 

Is Respect!

Respect of the 'sense of self'

By self and beloved!

Yet, who needs that?

Ego? Self? Life itself?


And one can't ever be sure -

If the intimacy of an entire ocean

Be reciprocated the same way

By an earthy shore!

One may be overly giving,

One can be simply absorbing!

One can be in need to be held!

One can be rightly strong to keep the beloved intact! 

Different ways of expressions - 

May or may not receive 

The same reciprocation!


Then what's the right way?

To surrender or the high way?

What's the right way?

To accept or bring a change?

And is there really any right way?

For that's the nature of waves.

To keep coming to the shore,

Yet running away!

And that's the nature of the shore 

To keep waiting - 

For every embrace!

To keep thirsting for more! 


And there is no way for both 

To but be together - as a whole!

Expanding and contracting.

Dancing in a duet -

Now fighting, now kissing!


~ Surbhi Rohera

Friday, August 6, 2021

'Try me'

 



Back in old Manali, in one of the guest houses I stayed in, the owner had the audacity to ask me to 'try him' it seems! He very confidently told me, 'arrey mujhe try to kar ke dekh. Mai itna bura bhi nai hun'. And he meant Sex! That disgusted me to my core. I told him, 'Kuch cheezein inedible hoti hain'.
Why don't humans respect themselves? And from him, I never ever got any vibe of love or anything. I always found him wagging his tail behind money and girls.
And he never belonged to anybody. Sometimes I pitied his loneliness and desperation, yet oftentimes I got disgusted by his over obsession with consumption.
The day he said those words was the limit.
It made me ponder so much about how shallow people are. And at a place like Old Manali, where mountains provide strength and rivers flow free... Why do humans behave in such shallow and lecherous ways?
When he didn't get his ways, he misbehaved with me the next day. So disturbed was I with the entire ordeal that I left that place in quite a hurry and as a result left my earphones right on my room's bed. I called him in an hour. No one else had visited that room. Yet, I never got back my earphones.
It wasn't about earphones, though they were quite important for me over there. But more than that it was the negative effect that entire episode had on my head.

Though being a solo traveler I'm used to such shitty people. Often times owners of guesthouses think it to be their right to flirt or give it a try. Or your own friends turn all lusty taking you to be available. Or even the new friends that you make give it atleast a shot claiming to have feelings and shit!
Why don't people respect friendship? Why is lust more preferred than purity of a connection?

I don't know why am saying all this right now! Now when am not even in Old Manali. Or facing any such people in my life.
Just looking back, after each of my trips, along with all the beautiful memories I carry of a place, I also carry such experiences. And that pains me!
I wonder if they would ever get to experience real love? For their thoughts and actions are lightyears away from any real feelings. Even sex can only be enjoyed when it has feelings. Otherwise it's just an act. And we are not animals to simply fuck around with anybody and everybody. Rather even they have choices and boundaries.
Why are women so objectified and judged?

And not only men do that, even women take advantage of this low vibed stuff.
All these tik tok videos these days with women crossing even the limit of item songs. They are not even aesthetically appealing. Simply body being jiggled to get views. And similarly few women behave even outside.
And although, I am none to judge anyone. Everyone has his own way of looking at life, has his/her own principles of dealing with others... And often my own principles become my shortcomings for this is Kalyuga. And everything is for sale here.
But it still hurts me. And I feel but sad for this society.
And often I wonder, what can I do to change this world? Maybe voicing out my views can be one of the steps! For I have stayed quite for too long and that doesn't sit well with me any more. To bring a change, one must speak out. And here's the first step.

It's not a ranting. Not even a negative post. Just sharing my views. Highlighting a bug in our system. Maybe people judge me, for it's always the girl that is blamed by the society. Yet maybe, someone understands, how much their conduct affects the overall energy of the world. And that making love is a divine act. Body is not just flesh. And things like friendship may mean a lot to someone, provided they are valued and the intentions come correct.

🙏🙏

Tuesday, August 3, 2021

Jise jo samajhna hai samjhe

 





Jise ana hai aye,

Jise jaana hai jaaye.

Jise jo samajhna hai samjhe.

Ye zindagi mujhe mere 

Ammi abbu ne di hai.

Us kaaynaat ne di hai.

Us khuda ne di hai.

Meri qismat, meri buddhi, 

Meri awaargi, meri zindagi

Sab rehmat hai in sab ki

Aur in sab se bhi zyada hai ye 

Meri khud ki.

Haan karna hai bahaut kuch 

Bahauton ke liye

Par auron ko khush karne 

Nakli sheesha ban kar nahi

Jeena hai mujhe 

Paa kar khud ko.

Arrey mai hi khud ko talaash rahi hoon

Har roz kuch naya seekh

Har roz khud ko taraash rhi hoon

Toh tum kya samjhoge 

Jo jaante hi nahi mujhe dhang se

Shakl hi dekhi hogi

Ya do pal guzarenge honge

Ya apni seemit soch se

Mere kuch aks tole honge.

Mai to paani hoon 

Beh rhi hoon

Har roz kisi nayi ghaati par

Kal kal khel rhi hoon

Dekho aaj mai badal ban kar ud rhi hoon

Mehsoos karo 

wo hawa bhi mai hi hoon

Aur ye jo agni tum sekte ho na

Akele thand mein

Uski taap aur jalan koi aur nahi 

Mai hi hoon

Aur wo suraj ko jo tum niharte ho subah sham

Uski kirno ki lalima bhi mai hi hoon.

Aur jin pahadon ko door se nihaar

Tum baar baar karte ho 

Apne pyaar ka izhaar

Uski jaan, uski shakti, uspar lehrati har Patti patti 

Mai hi hoon

Aur tum mei jitne aks hai mere bnte 

Wo bhi mai hun

Aur mai kuch bhi nahi hoon.

Aur jab kuch nahi to kaun tum 

Kaun mai?

Jaise sab ek

Jaise har ek anek.

Har koi apna lagta hai

Har koi sapna lagta hai.

Tum kaun aur mai kaun

Aur ye aks kaun.

Mai toh khud ko talaash rhi hun

Har roz taraash rahi hun

Kabhi ghul rhi hoon

Kabhi naach rhi hoon

Kabhi kuch nahi hoon

Kabhi har kuch mai hi hun

Toh kya farq padta hai

Ki tum kya sochte ho

Tum ho ya nahi ho

Tum mere baare mei kya sochte ho

Ho skkta hai wo sab sach ho 

Ya ho skta hai 

Tum hi sach na ho

Kyunki sach to kuch nai bas 

Maana hua tathya hai

Har din kuch naya hai 

Har din ek mithya hai

Waqt chalta hai 

Fir bhi samundar sa vistrit hai

Tum bhi ek leher 

Main bhi

Fir kaun kya hai 

Kiska aks satya hai? 

Jise ana hai aye, 

Jise jaana hai jaaye. 

Jise jo samajhna hai samjhe. 

Hain to hum sab lehrein hi shayad. 

Ya fir kuch aur hi hai satya. 

Mai khud khud ko talaash rahi hun. 

Tumhe kya batayun satya. 

Mai bhi yatri, tum bhi

Mai bhi waqt, tum bhi

Mai hun tum

Tum ho mai 

Aah! Kaisi tu tu mai mai.


~  Mystical Wanderer