Friday, January 16, 2009

Your Own Fault - A Gazal

Putting the small lamp against gushing wind was your own fault
Floating the small yacht against forceful flood was your own fault

Movements without internal understanding are losing meaning
Clinging to values and sacrificing the life was your own fault

Human love is stinking with lust everywhere in the world
Looking for platonic love in tasteless people was your own fault

Dejection rises along with more hopes in the world
Wishing for fruits without watering the plant was your own fault

What do you get by alleging the betrayer now?
Trusting somebody other than your own self was your own fault

Know you not the countless ways of alleging the world? It is so.
Dear Sali, not changing yourself was your own fault.

Original in Kannada : Chidananda Sali

Translation: Naveen Halemane

Painting Courtesy: Cathy Beharriel

Monday, January 12, 2009


A drop on my head,
Thousand dreams sprout,
Many are your kids,
And some of my evil memories!

Mother’s lost fragrance,
No grains spread to collect,
No cows to drive home,
No joy of expectation!

This fastening on my rain coat,
This covering, that belt,
Around my neck, head and waist
Stop me from having more drops

No more I sing or dance
The music swallowed by glass
Sons of sin outflow the gutter
The city tree is falling down

Pure drops of blessings
On dirty dust of development
Started to reach the money house
Cursed, “Oh! This sick rain!”

Friday, January 02, 2009

To wish or not to wish...

New year day comes and goes!

Festivals come and go!

Mothers' Day, Fathers' Day, Friends' Day, Sorry Day, Valentine's Day, Cake Day and so on come and go.

We have wished each other and said, "Happy_____ Day!"

Online and offline greeting card/gift sellers celebrate the "season"!

SMS costs go high if they were low, and they cost if they were free.

For a friend whom you have been so considerate when he was in real need, you wish through telephone or mail or greeting cards or flowers.

This is one part of celebration.

There are some who say, "Do we love our mother only on Mothers' Day. There is nothing special for me today. I love, respect and adorn my mother every day."

or "Why celebration only on Dec.31st midnight? I'd like to cebrate life everyday!"

These are considerable, but, there are some more who would bring in religion between, "This is not OUR new year, ours is Ugadi." But try to find out from them what is the date on that day according to THEIR year. Hardly you would get a right answer.