Two Moments
by Punit Ganshani
26th August, 2008

Two moments shall be rememebered ever,
One that made us meet,
Other after which, we have to leave.

Two moments shall I cherish forever,
Times we spent together,
And times we waited to see.

Two moments shall I never remember,
Life spent before thee,
And time that went away in sleep.

Two moments have changed our life,
One that added a friend so dear,
Time we share a smile to the tear.

Of many moments in life we see,
I met people many, many did see me,
A tender love is a gift, I received from thee.

The two moments that last short,
Have impressions deep; wish could live them again,
To make your presence felt in me.

I close my eyes to see you fresh,
Smiling as ever, with eyes so deep,
A moment that brings me a reason to be,
A moment that can define, how life should be.

A wonderful life – with thee!

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Bin kahi baat
by Punit Ganshani

Written on: 22nd July, 2008

Le baitha hun kalaam aur kagaz, likhne pyaar ki baat…
Khat un tak pahunchta nahi, na samajhte hai bin kahi baat…
Wo yaad aate hai beete lamhe, wo lambi chalti hamari baat…

Kahin duur ride pe jaana, candlelight dinner ki raat…
Woh haste chehre pe aansu aana, ankho se kiya hua izhaar..
Wo baho me bitae hue do pal, aur ghani kesuo ki raat..

Kahan chale gae woh din, jab do pal me lete the saanse hazaar..
Ab pahuchta nahi sandesh un-tak, hua dil hataash…
Khat koi ja unko pad sunae, tab hoe puraan pyaas…

Le baitha hun kalaam aur kagaz, likhne pyaar ki baat…

I am dead, calls my soul,
Love and lust, have left me alone,
I wish I were this free, Ever ago,
Tears then would’ve never flown.

O’ what love had I been in, with smile
Was pain beautifully packed-in,
Remember not, those days of stains,
Nights of dreams, and days of no-gains..

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28th April, 2008

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Aloof in thoughts!
by Punit Ganshani

I see you sit lonely in that corner,
Aloof, in thoughts, speechless in that manner,
And then a little movement of your hands,
That brings life to my heart.

Who are you? Where from do you belong?
An unending wish to talk to you,
To know, what’s so dear in you -
That lures me way long?

C’mon, O’ lady, say few words to me,
Free your tensions, bury them in me,
In life short, beautiful let the moments be,
Sing, O’ laugh, sway along with me.

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Mahee, mahee kookdee, maiy aapay ranjhan hoee
Ranjhan ranjhan sab koee, heer na aakhoo koee

I am not sure about the exact story of the two lovers: Heer and Ranjhan – but have heard this couplet a hundred times. Unlike others, I would not compare Heer-Ranjhan with Romeo-Juliet. Because in Heer-Ranjhan story, I find their surrender to each other.

My beloved, My beloved I call out incessantly, that I myself became Ranjha
Ranjha, Ranjha call me just that, No one dare call me Heer

Heer gets so much devoted to Ranjhan, that she finds him in herself. By uttering Ranjha-Ranjha, Heer has lost her own identity and she pleads people not to call her as Heer. Now, Heer and Ranjhan are not seperate identities – the two souls are now ONE.This is true love.

This reminds of one more such couplet:

Mera Mujhme kuch nahi, Jo kuch hai so tera,
Tera tujhko saupn-dun, To kya laage hai mera.

Sant Kabira is so humble to surrender whatever he possesses to his Lord. He considers, whatever he has received as blessing from God. He believes that if he returns back whatever he today possesses, he will not have a single thing to count as his own!Such is the love of Sant Kabira…

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This poem symbolizes love of a fictitious character called ‘Peterson.’ I have created this fictitious to bring a liveliness to emotions, characters and life. May be you may see many poems written by the name ‘Peterson’ in future as I evolve into this character.

Last time when I met her,
I felt she was mine,
She could open the doors to me,
Even when it was mid night!

She understood me,
And never shouted the way she did,
She made me understand,
The goof ups that I did.

She held my hand tight,
To make me feel comfortable,
And when I sought her shelter,
She was very humble.

She scolded me, hit me hard,
Tears dropped from my heart,
And at the dawn, she made me feel,
Improvements are part of life.

She never said, words so harsh,
Like a mother, she was so great at heart,
A baby runs behind that warmth,
She made me feel, dear at heart.

Last time, I met her,
She smiled at me,
I was important, she made me feel,
But why is this change today?

She looks at me, she cares,
But there is a hard man standing today,
She hits me hard, says harsh words,
But never returns back and says magical words.

I wish she could touch me again,
Her feather touch, could make me happy again,
Where is that confidence, I look for,
The faith, woven, why is it lost?

I wait for her eyes, to speak to me,
They see me, but remain within thee!
I wish things were different,
I would be like she, and she would be different.

I still have those feelings in me,
Hoping to give the best from me,
Why doesn’t she understand, my frustrations if I tear on her,
Why does she cry?

Whom do I have to tell the truth?
After showering frustrations, I bear the fruit,
Who will make me unearthed,
If she understands this, I wont let her be hurt.

Today, I wait for her to turn around,
Smile, Laugh and Cherish the moments spend around,
I have few weeks more to go,
But she will leave me before.

If I had some magical wand,
I would touch her feet and make myself grand,
My heart is crouching to let her sway,
To me, she is, my only way!

Turn around and look who’s there,
Your hubby, is waiting for a sweet hug!

Punit Ganshani

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