Rahul Razdan

What a beautiful spring ,
With singing Orioles and Bulbuls on wing .
As blooming flowers in breezes swing
And the larks go hey ding , a-ding , a-ding !
The chilly frozen plains that formed a slippery bed ,
Have melted and gone to make room for roses red !
No more do young or old lay indoors as if dead ;
But mirthful children skip and run with pale faces turned red !

Flower vendors do brisk business and plenty of sales
As Narcissus-like flowers of different hues appear in the vales ;
Fledglings grow wings and the boys no longer listen to tales ,
The girls dance and drink milk in pails .

In the splendid spring :
The boys eat , drink and make merry meet ,
The old and infirm bask in the spring sun
And the women entertain with dishes sweet ,
While busy bees , from flower to flower , buzz , flutter and run ! 

All night , I have but one dream
With a beautiful theme ;
I dream of a peaceful city .
Where people show fairness and pity ,
Where people don't think of themselves alone
But of their country and world -
Meticulously grown ;
With a haloeing glow
Of enlightenment
Emanating from its forest fringed  ,
Meadows , glens and snowy peaks
Overlooking  plateaus brown ; and ,
Glistening lakes and bustling towns .

I dream of a world full of
Fragrance of roses red  ; but
I shun and despise
The HEAVEN(?)
That may be
Spilled with blood
So scarlet red .

My dream takes
To a world
Where ,
Life is serene and calm
Though work hard ,
With earnings plenty
But joys not
So overwhelming
But sober indeed

How I wish our world
Would be
Like the one
I see in my dreams !
With people , through
Whose hearts flows
A soothingly warm blood stream !

The New Year has come ,
With happiness for some ,
And joy , -----Welcome ,
Listen children , listen your highness ,
All faces are full of  mirthfulness
With lovely feeling of togetherness .

Let the new year be ,
Full of gaiety and glee
Let grim problems be solved
Free and ,
Peace restored ;
All agree.

Let hatred be lost
Even at life's cost .
If men shun
Their shifty past ,
The country'll reach
It's glory fast.

Let us swear ,
In this New Year
That
To a common cause ,
We adhere
And hardships bear
To get harmony so dear .

Come let us be together
And ,
Make our country
Much better
" Long live India "
Is our prayer .

If you fight for oil ,
It'll increase mortal coil .
If you kill your brothers ,
It will create problem for others .

If you hate each other
Everyone will suffer .
If you make peace ,
It'll save life at least .

If you mind the creator ,
It'll settle the matter .
If you avoid the evil ,
It'll keep off the devil .

If you shun war
It'll be a favor
For human beings
As the pleasure it brings .

If you follow this path
It'll keep off wrath
Smoothen ruffled wings
And evoke hearty blessings .

Let us gather together
To pray to our Lord ,
The almighty God .
He'll heal us and ,
Wash off our sins.
Let us adore Him for ,
He is almighty God .
He'll overlook our misdeeds
And grant us our needs .
Let us adore Him for
He is almighty God .
Let us give up ,
The ways of evil and ,
Follow the path that is fair .
Let us adore Him for ,
He is almighty God .
Let us avoid being jealous  and ,
Never be callous .
Forgetting the past
Let us move fast to adore Him for
He is almighty  God .

How vast is the desert of Thar ?
The ship of desert , the Camel
Moves calmly by
With no water in sight , while
The weary traveler feels dizzy ;
Aghast with drying mouth !
The blessed camel proceeds fast
With self quenching hump
That hydrates its tongue
On the blazing sands ,
Man is in tight hands !
The wise camel , in slow , rhythmic breath ,
And scant oozing of sweat , conserves its
Store of body wet and ,
Minimizes waste , as
The panting traveler , fumes out fog
With thirsty throat , parched tongue , and foaming mouth
Loses weight and valor ,
And gives way to ghastly pallor's bait !

Once upon a time ,
In the great Himalayas
Of the vale ,
There lived a pundit .
He was persecuted
By a bandit .
The former was scared away
From hi aboriginal home .
Horrible spell gripped the green belt ,
And destroyed the serenity of
The  HEAVEN on Earth !
But soon , God's will prevailed .
Winter set in with a heavy snowfall
And biting cold :
The bandits fled for life , helter , skelter
Over the snowy hills and
Down the sleety dales .
Some were caught under landslides
And some , with frosty toes ,
Took shelter in the warmth of plains .
The Heaven's smiled ,
And the sun peeped through the clouds
A strong puff of AIR cradled
The pundit back home
In sweet reunion
With the brethren of his own race !

She is beautiful ,
Even the moon feels jealous .
She is serene ,
Even the heavens bend in salute .
She is full of life ,
Yet , listless at times !
She is multi-faceted ,
Multiregional , Multilingual ,
Multi-racial , multi-religious ,
And yet ,
Integral, indivisible !
She is ethereal , divine ,
And still ,
Earth earthly !
She is the queen of universe ,
Enthroned on the Himalayas ,
Guarding its plains ,
She is green , sunny , rosy ,
Even the glamorous glens
Blush before her .
Cynosure of the neighboring EYES !
She is my beloved ,
She is my motherland !

Success is identified
By the joy it brings ,
By the sense of achievement
It creates ,
By the feeling of fulfillment
It evokes ,
By the excitement
It provides ,
By the music in the heart
It plays ,
And by
The jealousy
It develops !

Life is decaying ,
World dissipating ,
Death threatening .
Yet
The humans are busy ,
Busy fighting each other ,
Fighting for pretty reasons
Even for no reasons :
Crushing humanism ,
Creating hell ,
Trampling upon happy life :
Causing
Bloodshed , explosions ,
Death and destruction .
Isn't bloodshed eroding culture ?
Shouldn't the mess be put an end to ?
Come one , come all ,
Join hands , make a ring ,
Dance and sing
In peace .
Knock out evil , avoid misery .
Think positively .
Respect all life and
Work for  clean environment ,
For the progeny to follow suit and ,
Change hell of a world ,
Into heaven of truth , goodness and beauty .

When the  mind is tense ,
And , you are out of your sense :
When you are feeling low ,
And , enemies lift their brow :
When, the going is tough ,
And , the tasks seem a difficult stuff :
When the situation demands do it ,
Though , you only want to quit :
When peacefully you want to live :
But , feel kind of stew :
Turn to a friend :
He will bring the best out of you .

A Cry ,
A distant dry from someone I know ;
There is pain in the voice ---
A feeling of loneliness !
She's calling me ,
But , not only me ,
Yet many others too .
All those who once slept in her lap ---
Her children .
She has been injured ,
Hit , tortured .
Betrayed
By someone of her own .
O , God !
Help us - Help us to free our mother .
She's Calling !

Overcoming Resistances ,
We transmit power .
To shove away darkness ,
We make the light shower .
When winter sends the chills ,
We keep you warm .
When the scorching heat kills ,
We create cool storm .
There is hardly any appliance ,
That doesn't need our science .
All the modern innovations ,
The pick of the chunk .
Without our contributions ,
Are nothing , but junk .
We doesn't have any parallels .
We are
Elite Electricals !!!

Years have passed
My children continue suffering is exile .
Facing the wrath of blazing sun .
Driven out ----
Out into the wide plains .
Sobbing are my mountains ,
Crying are my rivers .
The offspring of snows and cold ,
My soul shivers .
The offspring of snows and cold ,
Scared out ,
Into Red Sun's fold .
Pain and agony
They have to cope .
Days ahead are going to be
Nice and sunny
Is their only hope .
Mother dear , mother dear , don't worry !
I'm Coming , I'm Coming .

Vast lands without population .
Small pillars marking demarcation .
The east is ours ,
Yours is the west !
Surrounding dwellers ---
Always under threat .
A fire here ,
A fire there .
Cross the line ?
Nobody dare !
Rattle of guns , crattle of people :
Like intermittent human springs , populace in fright ,
Desert border areas , Hiding behind rocks ,
And in the woods , for a while .
To avoid being caught in criss-cross fire .
Only to return like a wounded rat ,
Back to the den of prowling cat .
To be bounced back , to hiding , for safety .
What a hazardous life in treacherous terrain !

Past :
Saffron ---
Red roses .
Warm emotions ,
Lovely relations .
White ---
Snow capped mountains .
Peace and tranquility .
Green ---
Vast fields .
Beauty of nature .

Present :
Tulips ---
Blood .
Hundreds dead ,
Thousands fled .
Whitish pallor ---
Panicky feelings .
Cold blooded murders .
Mass destruction .
Green ---
Misleadings ,
False sense of belongings

Future :
Saffron White Green ---
Real self .
Victory of truth !

Emotions upsurged and whirled up ,
Into the deepest corners of the heart ,
Like a volcano erupted !
Wavering mental attitudes tossing with
Horror and harangue , hope and despair ;
The inner self ,
With its deepest secrets wriggled :
Love , longings , desire , feelings ---
All that is utterly incommunicable and
Unrepresentable into
The transparency of sketches .
As they are illusive like
The will of  --- the wist !!!