After the hijacking of IC814

When all roads hurl down the cliff
All the candles burn out
Darkness captures existance
And seeds of sins sprout

FIGHT...
till the last man stands on battlefield
With last drop of blood in his veins
the last pinch of life within
and everlasting 'faith' that yet remains

Anything to survive
One does strive
To live with head held high
though,one day one has to die

If hearts tune and hands club together
to envoke the biggest power;the Prayer

Many times;the Only solution
Everytime;the suremost hope

Miracles Will Happen!
Doomsday Deamons Will Elope!!
-- Pradnya Joshi
25/12/1999

The Last wink

Fed up with the world I lay
On my petient-bed for more than a couple of years
medicines,screens and bed-pans around
looking at the roof,through eyes behind tears

Not worse than a dead body
with a beating heart and thinking brains
What keeps the pale candle still burn?
Perhaps;my people's prayers and pains

Few weeks back there came an old woman
Wrapped by wrinkles her mysterious eyes would blink
Laughing through the mask,pulling the nurse's legs
enjoying the tasteless food she would wink and wink

Her friendship was an oasis in desert
I sang and laughed once again
Amazed at her sportive spirit
Responding to her winks every now and then!

One fearsome night they took her to ICU
maybe for an hour she was to survive
winking at me finally she said "Good bye!"
She smiled even when she was nomore alive..

Something happened inside;I felt a force
The force to 'live';the courage to 'die'
That last wink of hers taught me how
to 'be' with a smile...what's there to cry?

~ Pradnya Joshi
15 feb 2000.

My first poem...

" THE JOY OF LIVING "



THE JOY OF LIVING..
THE VIGOUR OF "BEING"
IS A REVENGE OF A WRETCHED LIFE
BY A SOUL EVER LASTING....

WHERE THE GAMBLE OF LIFE
IS PLAYED BY IMPREGNABLE FATE..
WHERE THE BONES ARE KEPT WAITING
FOR ONE WHO IS LATE..

WHERE THE DIVINE FRAGMENT OF "GOD"
IS TRAPPED UNDER A MORTAL NET..
WHERE MAN IS JUST A PUPPET
WHILE THE WORLD IS A HUGE SET.

WHERE GOLD IS FOUND
IN THE DREARY DESERT SAND..
WHERE THE HIGHEST MOUNTAIN ENDS IN A VALE..
BUT FINDS NO LAND...

IT IS FUN TO
LIVE IN SUCH STRANGE WORLD
WHICH IS BEAUTIFUL & UGLY AS WELL.
NOTHING RESEMBLES MY VARIED WORLD..
NIETHER HEAVEN NOR HELL...!

~ Pradnya Joshi

Very SImple!

When the telephone does not ring
In quite some time the doorbell doesnot sing

The pop-up of You've got mail doesnot dance
When people pass past your place, but refuse to glance

When yor kith 'n kins forget to send a card
on your birthday
when your friends hang up on you
and don't hear what you have to say

when People take away
Credit for what you have thought or done
when Your thunder is often stolen
maybe by your dearone!

When your jokes are taken to heart
but people make fun of you all the while
You want to cry it all out
but you have to smile

Its Obvious to feel you're a poor little soul
Trifle, forgotten and alone
To feel there's no charm left in life
All said and done...

Take some time off
And think over things
Loosen the bonds
But strengthen your wings

There are many orphan children
who would love to meet you
their eyes will glitter at your sight
hands would love to greet you

there are so many barren lands
waiting for you to sow some seeds
The ignorent, the innocent
Lend your ear to their needs

Don't waste time following those
Who have forgotten you
Bring smiles on some other prople's face
Joy will wait for you in queue!

~ Pradnya Joshi

" Not just a story.."

Once upon a time
in a deep dense jungle
Umpteen animals lived merrily
Some in herds;some single

There lived two little deers
Lustrus pretty and young
With beautiful beady eyes
Having their flung

Together they ate
together they played
Along winds of freedom
Together they swayed

Two separate bodies
One soul and heart
Come whatever may
They would never fall apart





Suddenly there arrived a leapourd
Cruel;greedy and wild
Heartlessly he killed and hogged
One of the deer's child..

The other cried for days
His heart tore to tatters
He felt one's presence or absence
How much it matters..

Cursing and blaming the GOD
He wandered To and Fro
With question "why us?"
Immersed in eternal sorrow

"He was destined to leave"
A voice from heavens came
"this one moment 'you' have to win..
the moment of peak of pain"

The deer was enlightened
He made up his faith
He never regretted the foretime
Uptill his last breath !

~ Pradnya A Joshi
30/11/1999

Sounds

Sounds

<>looking around..

for a familiar sound

sound of crying of new-born child

barking of Hound; scary and wild

song of birds chirping by

sound of planes flying high

bang of lightening thunder and hail

roaring of monstrous winds of gale

call of a friend from far about

too much tempting to rush out

chant of the seas deep ; sacred

knock on the door ; anxiously awaited

the SOS of a ship ; sinking

silent whistle of a star blinking

voice of the soul telling to do good

looking around for music of manhood !

~ Pradnya Joshi

18 August 2000

Have you ever..???

Have you ever..???

Have you ever had a stroll upon
banks of a river on full-moon-night?
Hearing the molten silver purl by
Smelling the fragrance of moonlight..

Have you ever drunk the winter winds
Brushing the autumn leaves go dance
Ever soaked in pouring rains
Getting outta home;taking up the chance..

Have you ever given Mom a helping hand
Ever shared a secret openly with Dad
Ever massaged GrandMa's throbbing head
Have u been there when things went bad?

Have your eyes ever watered
To see an orphan child cry
Have you ever wiped off someone's tears
To make things better;have you given a try??



Have you ever pondered why you are born
With silver spoon or golden cup
Have you ever really loved your 'being'?
'Coz life is all about 'living it up!'..
-- Pradnya
23/12/2001
00-30 AM

In search of joy!

Marching in the queue;slowly ahead
With scores of complaints on my head
In search of peace
In search of joy!

Before me stood many men
some sick blind some lame
In search of health
In search of joy!

Men shrunk with hunger
Men burning with anger
In search of food twice a day
In search of joy!

Rich and lonely with bundles of money
Craving for 'theirones';around if any
In search of love
In search of joy!

Orphans Robbed Mentally retareded
Gulping their own tears;frustrated
In search of justice
In search of joy!

I could think;see;stand on my own feet
I was so beautiful; loved and complete
I stepped back as I realized
My joy was always in search of me!

Pradnya Joshi
20 Sptember 2000

The journey has begun..

The journey has begun..

The quest for truth
beyond every proof
has finally arisen..
one thing is certain
The journey has begun!

In spite of all the doubts
the entries and walkouts
the battle lost or won;
one thing is certain
The journey has begun!

Destination seems way too long
each breath makes the going strong
beyond the horizon
one thing is certain
The journey has begun!


The grace felt every now and then
against every bane and so much pain
we shall overcome
one thing is certain
The journey has begun!

Pradnya Joshi
22 nov 2002
00:40 AM.

Life means...More

"Life means More.."

The deeper I dive in
I find many More depths to begin

The happier I stay
More Joy is on its way

For every bit of my gratitude
There is a reward of plentitude

The more I offer and serve
The returns are much More than I deserve

The wider I smile
God lingers a little More while

Pradnya Joshi
26 Sep 2002
2:30 PM

If Tomorrow comes...

" If tomorrow comes.."

"The deadline's here" when I'll ascertain
Different will look that morning's sun
Time just flew and its my final day;
So much's left to do;there's so much to say

If tomorrow comes I could thank my mom and dad
their love and care for me they always had
I could go back home one last time to see
the seed I long back sowed;turned into a tree

If tomorrow comes I could say Good Bye
to my dearest pals; my shoulders to cry
Play one last game to be the one last winner
gather the circle of friends for one last dinner

If tomorrow comes I could visit the temple and pray
Be greatful for all I've had so far;in every way
Here and there;few reasons to regret
Every now and then; seasons to celebrate!

Its too late even if tomorrow comes
But today has arisen in advance
I better do it all before the deadline
There might not be another chance!