Love is in the air… again!

I would start this with the words which started my previous blog on this…

I feel it in my fingers,

I feel it in my toes…

love is all around,

and so the feeling grows…

(Lyrics from the famous song by The Troggs)

A visit to Times Literature Festival in Delhi yesterday has once again triggered an inner conflict, one that started the last i visited one.

The place was as bustling as could be with the who’s who of the world of literature roaming around and talking about their new launches, upcoming ones and their fans trying to get out more and more of the upcoming ones. A set of people indulged in food like the Lit fest has added a pinch of special spice to every dish and its has become all the more tasty than listening to any of their favorite authors speaking live. There is another set of people who have made it a point to click selfies with all the right ones to get them maximum Fb and Insta likes. So bottom line, the fests is almost the same minus that feel of engrossing warmth, may be diluted because of the place or the times have changed (am way older than the time i attended another Jaipur Lit fest in 2010.

But this has done a lot for me internally than anywhere else. The moment i stepped in the venue, i felt that Love is again in the air.

No, this feeling isn’t new to me. This feeling of love for the magic of written words and a deep desire to be part of this magic, rather to become a magician myself and bring my kind of magic alive. It’s been a long journey through the lanes of everything other than this magic, this art and this love. I have tried taking the lane a few times, entered the gully but strayed away, charmed by some glitter somewhere else. Now after wandering far and wide after those distant glitters, I have realized those to be either just mirage or something not my path of life or my personal legend. I am here to do something different. And that path goes through a narrow dark lane which I have to take now. My belief in my magic is the only co-traveler. It’s a journey of self discovery, to learn and explore myself, my magic and bring that magic for everyone to see. Yes, my all time love for the magic of written words has come again, stronger than ever and it feels like it is like now or never. It’s time to move my wand and create a magic that overcomes everything hampering my journey on the path and triumph over all glitters.

Yes, love is in the air and I am falling for it!

AnujShailGupt

Signs

 

Ignoring the signs is a good way to end up at the wrong destination.

 

As an avid Paulo Coelho reader i strongly believe in signs. the small hints that life throws upon us to give certain directions to our course of life. It needs a little awakened mind to catch those. Paulo so often talks about these signs in his journeys, writings and interprets them most beautifully how they lead him in a particular direction.

Figuring out or realising whenever a sign comes our way is not too easy which calls for an alert at the same time a relaxed and awakened mind. But the real task is to interpret it to make out where does it wants to lead you to. Your subconscious is able to trace those signs and take you to the desired path, just that you need to learn to listen to your sub conscious so that when you encounter a sign, you interpret it in the right way.

 

 

One day i went to the city center for some work where i happened to stop at a road side book seller. I had been thinking of buying ‘eleven minutes’ by Paulo Coelho for quite some time but wasn’t able to do so. This time as well i saw it on the racks but started enquiring about other books by Paulo Coelho and Khalid Husseni. I was going through the preface of a book by an Indian author when i heard a female voice saying” do you have eleven minutes’? that may be a coincidence or a sign to keep me on my path, to remind me what i have been yearning for and what must be my next read. I instantly realised that this is a sign and grabbed my copy. It was a sign by the forces of nature to prevent me from astraying and keep me on my path.

In due course  i read the book, got enlightened by the power of love.

She walks alone

She walks alone the lonely lane
Tears rolling down her cheeks
Brightened by the rising sun
And those vying to let her go.

Chilled breeze of the winter morning
Playing with her unkempt hairs
Bind in a French braid by inexperienced hands
A day before.

Rosy pink lips, largely untouched
Sumptuous, curvaceous
Never got what they truly deserved
Tasting the salt of tears.

The light orange-cremish gown
Meant for high born ladies
but suits her so well, as if
She were one herself.

As she walks down the bridge road
With water flowing under her
and a gush of emotions through her
She has come to belief that this is the end of all
She has set forth, determined, to put an end
to this life of humility and disrespect.

Let there be light, let their be free will
Let there be life full of grace, smiles and care,
If not in this world than may be the other…

Anujshailgupt

Jo nahi kaha tujhe…

 

Jo nahi kaha tujhe aaj tak, 
wo aaj kah du to kya ho,
Shayad ek kayamat ho 
jisme bah jaaye mai or tu…
ya is veerane me 
aaj saawan meharbaan ho jaye…

AnujShailGupt

You

Those black pearls from deep sea
the dots of glitter
shining like some far away star;
twinkles of joy
and shadows of despair
lie deep within.

A blink is like thousand words
or a poem unsaid.
‘Lovely’ is an understatement
and ‘beautiful’ doesnt describe
even fraction of what you are.

You redefine beauty
with the unparallel charm you possess.

You are the poet in your own being.

Anujshailgupt

It rains in my heart

Some time in life
I want to walk down the beach
holding beer in one hand
and your hand in other
sitting on beach shacks watching the Sun set.

I will look into your eyes
and press your hands gently. . .
You smile. . .
you look at me. . .
Its getting darker but you don’t want to go. .
With your closed eyes and head on my shoulder. . .
Letting the wind gush thru your ears. .
Feeling the warmth divine
Am playing with your hairs. . .
Enjoying your sweet fragrance. . .
Yours hairs are flying in air. . .
You are so engrossed in me
that you don’t care. ..

By the time your glass is empty. . .
Your legs moving on dry sand. . .
And I enjoy watching you
More than any wine in the world
Your smell is good enough to make me high
Your smile to make me fall.. .
And when you utter. . .

It rains in my heart.

(anujshailgupt)

Return to Innocence

Return to Innocence
Love…emotion…
this is how we started
and went on…

Passion…aim…
guided by these buttons,
Hate… jealous…
came in.
and we lost…we lost.
then came the light
the guiding light
road to the inner self.

Listen to yourself
heart…care…
the soul is still pure
listen to your heart
feel the innocence
return to innocence.

AnujShailGupt

Lafzo se kahi, Dil ki Kahani

lafzo se mila
lafzo ka kafila
kuch tumne kaha
kuch humne kaha.

har ek lafz se
kuch baat ban jayegi,

yuhi chalte hue
raah mil jayegi…

 

 

kabhi kabhi na milke bhi

koi khas ho jayega…

Khas na hoke bhi
koi chah ban jayega…

 

In anjaan chahto se ghiri hai zindgi,

jane kis rah pe kon choot jayega…

 

Time to tie the knot…

 

Looking for your best wishes.

Anuj Shail Gupt

Waiting for you…

Deedar pe tere, kyu ruk gayi hai ye nazar
or har pal ruk ruk ke, kyu tujko tarasta hai ye dil,
ajao ab bhi ae mere hamsafar
qayamat to kya, ab nahi maut ka bhi dar.

AnujShailGupt