9 June 2025

Love is in the air

 



Love - being in love - isn't that an awesome feeling ? It seems as if you are in seventh heaven, walking past the moon.... the stars. With those dreamy eyes, you see nothing but the world ....all painted pink !  

The lovely.... girly pink ! the glow in those sheepish eyes, the quivering voice, the sudden rush of blood in the brain, the chill that runs in the spine - this all happens when you think you are in love.

It really doesn't matter, what the world thinks about you! You, in fact, give a damn to the world. You smile often, you look at yourself in the mirror more often and blush! 


You bite your lips and grin sheepishly with the cheeks glowing red and say ! Gosh ! I am in love !! And adding to it, just imagine if it happens to be the Valentine's day??
Aah .... you are head over heels in love with your beloved one and your heart goes gaga and sings  : 

Love is smiling 
when you smile.
Walking for you 
that extra mile ...

Love is getting wet 
in the misty rains ,
Sharing and caring 
for the ones in pain !

Love is in the eyes
with the longing looks..
Love is hiding  roses 
in  romantic books !

Love is the chill 
that runs in the spine,
Love is sipping 
your favourite wine !

Love is  chanting 
beloved‘s name,
Love is an angel 
or a beautiful dame ?

Love come on, let me 
Love you too 
Say ...you too love me ..
if you do !!

Today is one such
special Day ,
I will be ...your valentine 
If you say !!


~Sandhya 

23 May 2025

What love truly means


 In my dreams,

in my arms ,

I held you long,

I held you strong !

Forever l would love you 

no matter what  and when 

it all goes wrong !!


All I want is sit 

next to you! 

and just keep looking  at you 

till today tomorrow 

are long long gone!


Forvever and ever 

i want to talk all the crap

all gibberish all blabber

and 

keep giggling with you 

with no reasons

from dusk till  dawn!!


All I want is 

to live with you 

live in you 

and be with you 

and hold on to 

being with 

till last breath's on !!



I want  the sun  

to shine in you 

through your eyes 

through your life,

keep gleaming like those stars 

in the darkest night 

and disastrous storms



You are what 

life may mean !

you are life's 

craziest dream!

You are last of that breath

that I would  want  ever 

to cling  forever on !!








Yesterday night in my dreams



There was you and 

there was me ...

talking along....

walking along ...

laughing at the silly jokes 

 looking shyly  

in each others eyes 

while holding each other's hand

forever so tight,  

all so 

 yesterday night 

in my dreams ...



I wore that long lavender dress

the purple scarf and ivory set

you gifted me a choclate box

when I wore

black  long curly  locks.

We waited over

those candlelight dinners

savouring delights 

amd the hall echoed  with

symphonies benign 

all so ,yesterday night

in my dreams ....



Then I woke up with a start

it was all so pitch dark...

And my dreams were all

shattered and torn!

The nasty thoughts and bad luck

just pushed along...

Everything just ripped apart

and all of me

just fell apart

yws, it was

a painful sombre night 

For, it was all

due to all my  dreams....


It was misty 

it was fog

in my eyes and 

 in my thoughts !

Though it has been

a long long day ...

but I have come 

now miles away

And eyes , my heart affirm

they will never stop to dream !



As still there's hope,

and still there's life !

I believe,

I am gonna, forever fight !

For the love has it's own,

means and ways !

For what God does, 

He never says !

So what if those were,

mere dreams !

They'll turn true 

for all those beings

who truly believe in

the essence of love 

For those who know

what it means to dream  !!




16 May 2025

ठिठक कर रुकती नहीं

 मैं अब ख़ुद में 

ठिठक कर रुकती नहीं

 कभी 

देखती नहीं 

कभी

अनायास पलट कर

 देख भी लूं कभी 

तो किसी अनजान राही सा

सरसरी नज़र फेर 

खुद से बचती बचाती 

निकल जाती हूं 

सुदूर कहीं 

रिसते और खदबदाते 

घावों  से भरे

अंधेरों की ओर

जहां सभ्यताएं 

पनपती नहीं कभी 

20 April 2025

मुझमें रहता है जंगल

 



मुझमें रहता है जंगल 

धू धू जलता है पल पल 


इसमें चिड़िया रहतीं थी

हर सुबह चहका करती थी 

उड़ गई वो जाने कहां फ़िर

छोड़ पीछे ये  शतदल 


एक जुगनू पलता था मुझमें 

जलता बुझता था मुझमें

आया दावानल कोई 

जुगनू से तारे, सब गए जल 


थे कई झाड़ और झुरमुट  

कितनी नदियां और झरने 

अब ठूंठे पेड़ सी हूं मैं 

ठहरा अब, बहता जो जल 


मुझमें एक सदी गुज़र गई 

मुझमें कई सदियां गुजरेंगी 

सूना सूखा  ये जंगल 

लिखेगा गाथा  कोई प्रतिपल 


All on a Sunday Morning




With Friday fading into dusk

and Saturday rising soft with trust,

the clatter of chores begins to die,

and life lets out a weary sigh.

In quiet corners, I seek me

I whisper through the hush and plea,

“Hey Sandy… are you there, still free?”

I speak to myself, to just be me.



And as life unfolds its ceaseless spin,

I wonder—can we carve within

a day that’s not for rush or race,

but stillness wrapped in warm embrace?

Oh yes, a Sunday—how we crave

a gentle tide, a soul to save,

a space where thought no longer bites,

where hearts don’t bleed, and minds take flight.

A day to soothe the aching strain,

to mend the wound, release the pain,

to flirt with skies of smoke and wine,

and dream through hours lost in time—all on a Sunday morning.


No battles fought, no tears to feign,

just me and soul, no need explain.

We speak in silence, stare the vast,

trace stars through thoughts too deep to pass.

The sun, the sand, a sacred sound—the universe within, unbound—all on a Sunday morning


Let there be no dusk or dawn,

just velvet dark and peachy calm.

Moments freeze, then drift away,

and time itself forgets to stay.

Eternity pauses, breath held tight,

as cosmos sways in mystic light—its rhythm echoing the sky,

all on a Sunday morning.


From specks of hope, a life takes flight,

emerges bold from endless night

The universe rewrites its lore

what once was lost is found once more.

A chronicle of death and breath,

of quiet triumphs, silent deaths.

No clocks to count, no wounds to weigh

—just grace that guides the soul’s own way

all on a Sunday morning.


8 April 2025

मेरी चाहतों में

 


                मेरी चाहतों में  बस रहे  हो 

कह दो हां 

मेरी राहतों में  रह रहे  हो 

सुन लो ना!


हर सुबह तुमसे 

शुरू  हो गई ।

शामें तुम से जुड़ी और 

रातों में खो गई ।

ख्वाबों की स्याही से 

रगो  में  बह रहे हो,

तुम ही ना !

दुआओं में खुदा से

मांगा तुमको

तुम को , हां !



पन्नों पे लिखी इक 

कहानी हो गई 

बीते उस  सफ़र की 

रवानी हो गई 

इसक की आयतों की

हर शह में रह रहे हो

तुम ही हां 

रस्मों सा है निभाया 

हां निभाया 

तुमको जां



एल्बम की वो फ़ोटो

पुरानी हो गई 

उम्र गुज़री, वक़्त गुज़रा 

सब निशानी खो गई

यादों के उस शजर से 

उड़ गए जो वो परिंदे, 

तुम हो न 

फिर भी आदतों में 

है बसाया

तुमको  जानेजां 




7 April 2025

मेरी चाहतों में बस रहे हो






मेरी चाहतों में बस रहे हो 

कह दो हां 

मेरी राहतों में  रह रहे  हो 

सुन लो ना!



हर सुबह तुमसे 

शुरू  हो गई ।

शामें तुम से जुड़ी और 

रातों में खो गई ।

ख्वाबों की स्याही से 

रगो  में  बह रहे हो,

तुम ही ना !!

रब की आयतों में

तुम ही तुम हो 

सुन लो ना!


पन्नों पे लिखी एक

कहानी हो गई 

बीते उस  सफ़र की 

रवानी हो गई 

यादों के शजर से उड़ गए जो

वो परिंदे, तुम हो न 

फिर भी आदतों में 

तुम बसे हो 

सुन लो ना ...