One Moment It is Here, The Next Gone

Life is too short to hold a grudge,

Too short from your stated position not to budge,

Too short to prolong a quarrel,

Too transient to let it thoughlessly go by in a whirl,

Too fleeting to give way to mindless lust

Since anytime can it go bust,

Too tenuous to cave in to any greed,

Too vulnerable to hold fast to any dogma or creed,

Too short to preen over yourself,

Too dicey to gloat over your power and pelf!

Since one moment it is here, the next it is gone,

Since you might kick the bucket even without a moan,

Do not up the wrong delusional tree of your permanence bark,

Let realism your sojourn through life mark,

Let wisdom guide you every step of the way

So that you stay grounded and make the best of every passing day!

Since life is a momentary shooting star,

Let nothing mar its beauty and its effulgence tar!

Arun Bhagat

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Show that You are Made of Sterner Stuff

Throw your hat in the ring,

Like a doughty warrior of courage sing,

Fight with all you have to the very end,

A message of unconquerable will send,

Let your tale of heroism legions inspire,

Let them learn how for a worthy goal to sweat and perspire,

Let them learn from you how to play with fire,

How to squarely face every situation formidable and dire,

Do not ever give up without a fight,

Have the gumption to stand for what is right,

Out of the fire of forbidding trials is greatness born

Which to the pitch dark is a dawning morn,

Show to the world that you are made of sterner stuff,

That you can take on your chin the jolts of life rough and gruff,

Have it in you to with elan a storm ride

So that as someone of consequence they know you far and wide!

Arun Bhagat

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जग में है माँ जैसा कौन?

जग में माँ जैसा है कौन,

सब बोलती वह रह कर मौन,

जो बन पाता सब कुछ करती,

बच्चों के लिए वह जीती मरती,

वह तो है एक अमूल्य निधि,

कर मिटने की वह जाने विधि,

माँ के हाथ से जो हम खाएँ,

उसका ऋण हम कहाँ से चुकाएँ ?

माँ है धरती पर उतरा एक फ़रिश्ता,

उससे है हमारा अनूठा रिश्ता,

कष्टों की बड़ी मार वह झेले,

चाहे कितने आएँ दुखों के रेले,

विषमताओं के उमड़ें चाहे कितने मेघ,

उसके प्रेम का कभी कम न हो वेग,

अपने बच्चों में है वह जीती,

वात्सल्य सुधा का रस वह पीती,

माँ की महिमा उसके रहते जानें,

तभी स्वयं को ज्ञानी मानें,

माँ है नभ मंडल का एक तारा

जिसने है हमारा जीवन संवारा!

माँ की न केवल महिमा गाएँ,

मात्र शब्दों से न मन बहलायें ,

अपनी माँ पे बलिहारी जाएँ,

वह हो तृप्त, परम सुख हम पाएँ!

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साथ ही मन उपवन महकें

विषमताओं से हम साथ लड़ें

हर कसौटी पर उतरें खरे,

साथ ही खिलें सबके मन,

साथ ही चलें सब जन,

साथ ही मन उपवन महकें,

सदा जहां प्रेम कोकिला चहके,

साथ ही बुनें सामाजिक ताना बाना,

साथ ही बैठना, साथ ही खाना,

साथ ही करें राष्ट्र निर्माण, बनें राष्ट्र गौरव,

साथ ही हों उदीयमान, साथ ही बनें सौरव,

साथ ही करें उस विश्व का ध्वजारोहण,

जहां कोई न करता हो किसी का दोहन,

साथ ही बनें यशस्वी, साथ ही कीर्तिमान हों,

साथ ही हों गौरवान्वित, किंचित मात्र न अभिमान हो,

न हो कहीं दुराग्रह, न दुराचार हो,

प्रेम बसता हो सर्वत्र, सदाचार का प्रसार हो,

हाथों में हाथ लिए बढ़ें एक नव क्षितिज की ओर,

मंगलमय हो सब का जीवन, शुभ आशीष दे एक नूतन भोर !

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While Your Birthday You Celebrate

While your birthday you celebrate,

Be mindful that your life you need to recalibrate!

What has got derailed you need to get back on track,

There are several exams of life you still need to crack,

There is so much wisdom that you still lack,

A punch or two in life you still have to pack,

There are still more challenging parts you have to chin up to play,

You have to negotiate more moral areas that are grey,

You have to get out of the mental fog of your own making,

You have to pick up the fruit that is yours for the taking,

You have to thank God for each and every blessing,

You have to learn to accept the truth without any dressing,

You have to get out of the maze of your wanton lies

Whatever the cost and whatever the price,

You have to do justice to the weak and the meek,

There are many from whom forgiveness you need to seek,

The wounds you have inflicted you need to heal,

And apply salve on the hearts to which you have given a rough deal,

Above all, there is the slate of your life you need to wipe clean

And on it write the nuggets of wisdom you have been able to glean,

You have to transcend all the inner clutter and noise,

And learn to negotiate the ocean of life with elan and poise!

While your birthday you celebrate,

Be mindful that your life you need to recalibrate!

Arun Bhagat

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They are Worth Their Weight in Gold

Good generous people are worth their weight in gold,

You can make this statement clear and bold!

Their sweetness like a cosy shawl around themselves they wrap,

On the goodness inside you also they gently tap,

In a world that is largely selfish and cold,

They cast those around them into their own goodly mould,

They are so transparently warm and fair

That they come across as a breath of fresh air,

They light up our lives like nothing else,

They are like the dulcet sounds of temple bells,

They are the nourishing food for our soul,

They make our truncated fragmented selves whole,

They are to you a sacred gift of God,

You can make this statement clear and bold!

Arun Bhagat

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To Facebook that asks” What is on your mind?”

Facebook asks, ” What is on your mind?”

I say there is a lot I wish to say and unwind!

There is a lot of needless baggage I want to shed,

There are a lot many good thoughts I want to wed,

There are inner continents I wish to traverse,

I want to keep at bay things insidious and perverse,

I want to stick to my ‘dharma’ ar any cost

So that in a hell of my own making I do not have to roast,

I wish to bid a calm adieu to what is done and gone

As it makes no sense over spilt milk to cry and moan,

I wish every thing and being to embrace,

I yearn the Lord in them to behold and praise,

To having been born a human I want to do justice,

There are a host of noble ideas I wish to put into practice!

Dear Facebook, I can always tell you some more of what is on my mind,

If you are willing to be with me patient and kind!

Arun Bhagat

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Play with Aplomb and Play with Grace

Play the game of life till the last whistle,

Do not with needless apprehensions bristle!

Do not give up till the end,

With determination for yourself fend!

Do not just cave in without any reason,

Play well in and out of season!

Let your courage say it all,

With the challenges of life play ball!

Each impediment in your way squarely face,

Do not just meekly opt out of the race!

Give all you have to the game,

Then even in losing there will be no shame!

Do not despair and do not quit,

Watch out for openings with patience and grit!

Let the game of life your character test,

Show that out of the jaws of defeat victory you can wrest!

Play with aplomb and play with grace,

Even the gods above will you love and you praise!

Arun Bhagat

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Why Do We Thorns in the Garden of Our Life Plant?

Who wants to stew in his own juice,

Who wants to live life by a ruse,

Who wants in misery to wallow,

Who wants his life to be barren and fallow,

Who wants his conscience to rust,

Who wants his moral sense to go bust?

Who wants to live a life of lies

Even when the truth in their face flies?

Who wants to trudge through life with a leaden weight,

Who wants a burdened conscience to distort his gait?

Why do we then we go through all that we don’t want,

Why do we thorns in the garden of our life plant?

Is it of the all pervasive ‘ maaya’ the insidious working

Or is it that we are always our human responsibility shirking?

Is it because sense we lack

Or because life has to us on our head whack?

As we see our life away from us fly,

The answers to these questions are so hard to come by!

Arun Bhagat

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Then, Believe Me, You Will Be On A Roll

Try your best,

To God leave the rest,

Hard work never goes waste,

Work hard and the heady nectar of success taste,

Put your shoulder to the wheel,

Work with passion and zeal ,

Success will be yours for the asking,

You will find yourself in the sweet sunshine basking,

As hard work is the only magic wand,

God will be there to lend you a helping hand,

Then nothing will be able to stop you,

All the good luck in the world will you woo,

If truthfully and resolutely your way you wend,

The whole universe will to your purpose bend,

When you become one with the Design Grand,

All the fulfilment and joy will in your lap land,

Then, believe me, you will on a roll,

A glowing and radiant soul!

Arun Bhagat

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