Jasmine, haiku

moon reflects the sun

jasmine reflects the moon

moonlit night

moon shines in sky

stars in my garden

jasmine

wonderful fragrance

white flowers on green vine

jasmine mania

I too had wings

it was my choice

otherwise I  too had wings

to soar in open sky

thinking easy grain 

would be available for food

became bird of cage

kept love and joy unseen

eyes blinded to look beyond

the golden cage's sheen

tangled in comforts

though knew happiness was there

didn't find time for Your love

I know the cage
would be left behind a day 

search of glee would not end

Baraat

I received an invitation

to join a wedding procession

He was closed to me

residing in same vicinity.

We had mutual friendship 

and also an intimate relation

I reached straight to the place

where from, had to start the procession.

Worried of the traffic jam

I reached well before the time

Fancy lights were on

and band was set in line.

Specially dressed groom

boarded on the decorated mare

To march to the wedding venue

folks and friends  were prepared.

Apart from the band

drum was also there, to play

On the tune of drum

started to dance, groom’s friends.

The street turned into

the house of opera

Everyone was racing

to come in front of camera

Band masters were paying attention

more to grab the currency notes

That were thrown and flown

by the groom’s congregates

I too, took out a hundred rupees note

the band master leaped to snatch

Poor children also soared for it

and left on me, minor scratch

In their push and pull

the note dropped from my hand

and danced in the wind

before fell on the land.

Now band and drum players

both were taking their chance

It looked like that

they were doing the ‘note dance’.

I am not aware

who were those fortuned

But the note went into

the hands of at least two.

Crackers were also exploded

hearing loud bang the mare went hostile

She was controlled soon

but everyone was furious for a while.

In a couple of hours

we reached unto the ‘pandal’

Friends and congregate folks

continued dance until ‘jaimal’

Thanks to the hosts

there was no small corner tent

Otherwise ‘baraties’ could have

wasted many more moments

On arrival to the venue,

the bride side greeted

We were served snacks and mocktails

what else was needed

Beautiful decoration

delicious food preparation

Like the king and queen

on a stage, the bride and groom sat on

I was watching very carefully,

all the ritual ceremonies

Not just the once but twice

everything was happening

Once as said by the ‘panditji’

after mantras recited

And next again as

the photographer directed

Whenever I get an invitation

I never miss to attend the ‘barat’

for the great fun and variety of

luscious food without cost.

City life

may have some comfort

in the glow of halogen

stars are faded, but;

no one takes note of your cry

man’s money making machine

Information Technology

What were activities of Obama today

sitting in India I know.

Electronics media worked for me

to make the information flow.

Guided or unguided transmission,

I say through wire or the air.

Transmitted so much vast and fast,

detailed facts are flared.

There was a time,

we had to wait weeks together;

To get news about friends

or receive their letters.

Progress of information technology

how has changed the life.

Within seconds we know  

all about the world that thrives.

I am face to face with many poets,

HungryJack and friends;

Not knowing who are all masked

to complete this wonder chain.

It is not like that we always have pros.

Once the link of net was broken,

I could not check my mail in time

and missed crucial date that was open.

Few time back I got an anonymous mail

informing that I have won a great prize.

Further communications disappointed me,

as found it fake, to my surprise.