Turning the wheel…

…..when the blue water plays with the shore to tell something…..

I can’t be silent to those who are searching for me…

Posted by Rewa Smriti on September 5, 2015

Dear Friends,

Its been long time since I wrote something on my blog ‘Turning the wheel’. Few of my close friends, brothers and sisters who keep reading the blog called me and told, “aapne bahut dino se kuchh nahi likha hai blog par“.  Akhand, “Di..jab se aap group se gayi hai group dull sa ho gya hai”...Some of them wrote me on FB asking that where are you my ‘universal didi’? Shubham, Ahha…I love this word which gives me an immense feeling of enthusiasm. My friend Borkar bizarre’s peculiar style  where were u madam??’ I liked it. 🙂 Umesh, I am thankful to you as you made me start writing again. Mini, your Mishti wants to meet you! Ashish Sarkar, sorry, I am back mere gulabjamun. 😉 Sudhir Teotia, You are simply awesome who kept the flag flying: ‘Hami Navodaya Hon’. I hope you understand what I mean to say.  Satyajeet, tumhara kuchh khoya tha, mila kya? Tumhare aanshu agar tham gaye hon to aage badhen? 😛

Let me start by recalling something. Today is teachers day so I picked up the phone and wished some of my loving teachers and my dear mother who had dedicated herself to this profession on this occassion. When I speak of my revered teachers I am transported back to my school days where we used to sing this sing this prayer “Lab pe aati hai dua banke tamanna meri. Zindagi shamma ki surat ho khuda ya meri….”

Honestly, I don’t know why but this prayer is coming alive to me since morning and I can’t put it to rest. I believe this is even sung during the morning assembly in various schools in India. It was written by a freedom fighter Dr. Iqbal.

I love all kinds of music but you know some days you just want to hear things you grew up listening to. It soothes the soul, calms the mind and reminds me of lost days. This soulful nasheed has been sung by melodious but a little unheard singer — Siza. And I have started humming it now…I have been sitting at my desk and gathering my thoughts. One question that is not leaving my mind is – what next? I cannot escape myself. There is no escaping, there is no explaining; your voice is unheard and you are silent to those who are searching for you…..

गुमनाम रास्ते,
गुनगुन सी आहट,
फिर साथ में लिए
एक नया अंदाज़,
यूँ ही उड़ती हुई ,
बादलों को छूती हुई,
पास मेरे आती है!

फिर अचानक,
पल भर में,
कहाँ गुम हो गयी??
मेरे कानो को छेड़कर,
वही शोख चंचल,
मीठी सी,
मदहोश करने वाली,
गुनगुनी आवाज़!



4 Responses to “I can’t be silent to those who are searching for me…”

  1. Dear Didi,

    Really I was missing you….

    Your come back really made me very happy…………

  2. sukirti ghosh said

    Hii di. Even i am eager to meet my mishti. Amar shona 😚😚 i’ll definitely try to meet you guys soon.

  3. Akhand said

    Oh Di.. You are very important to us. you are one of those few people who never forget And always keep us safe in a corner of heart no matter how far and how much busy.. That’s why you are loved by all your brothers, sisters & friends.. 🙂

  4. Satyajeet said

    I am all smiles, as you are back again 🙂 I love tears, whenever I want to express my heart, what fails me are my words, it’s then when tears comes to my rescue, my best friend, after you 🙂 🙂 to make me myself again.. 🙂

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