My friend

Come, let us take a walk,

it is been a while,

and we have been away,

so much has happened,

so much has gone,

so much has been left broken,

and open to heal on its own,

reasons are not my armor,

just fighting alone,

I know I should have called you,

but then what could have you made of it,

me needy, wee and gone...

I kept these miles separated,

just to heal and get back home,

as my home is near yours,

waiting, forever waiting and stoned,

Come, let us take a long walk,

it is been a while,

and we have been away,

I never forgot you dear friend,

never would,

Its just I drift,

take long walks myself and get alone,

to keep coming back,

stay with you and feel that I too belong,

somewhere where you, my friend belongs...

Gaurav Saluja

'She is similar to life...'

Deadbeats of nights of fall,

like leaves mute after a fresh walked upon,

shine is lost in cold of night,

do you regret her and her fight?

well, you wait on...

you wait on..

on a dark porch of yours,

you wait on,

wait on till she comes and get you back,

or your heart is broken and away its thrown,

away its gone,

one last time you wish,

to listen to her voice,

and might get a glimpse,

but she is similar to life,

what she might do or might not?

well she is similar to life,

and it goes on..on on on on..

it goes on...

Deadbeats of nights of fall,

like wind shaking up those remaining leaves,

those regrets have found a center of peace,

do not regret anymore,

just move on...

Gaurav Saluja

After a long time...

What if...?

What If I change?

What if I am not the same?

What if I am already gone?

would you care to wait?

Would you care to change?

for me?

the wind from the west is clean and pure,

like the feel I had for you,

shared and sure,

but the wind has past me,

long through me towards a new sky,

and I am not the same as you left me, 

the same old guy,

What if I say it was all beautiful, 

but a dream,

what if I say that we never met,

but on a bridge of my cravings,

what if I say that you remember me,

the very person I was with you,

but I think all is not that same,

or you are the one who have changed,

and I am doing nothing,

and have done nothing but move with the,

the direction of the west wind,

towards the new sky, with the change... 

Gaurav Saluja

Udaan

I was standing in the corridor of my college, thinking about what would I shoot next as my project. It was a pillar which bore my weight and I stood there pondering, while looking at the GREEN-shed-ceiling of the college. 

Suddenly, my focus shifted from the subject off the next film to some pigeons and their flight from one end of the shed to other.


It was there, where I saw a pigeon from above and I realized that he was a risk taker, an animal with wings in the air and his whole body left on trust of his wings....It was then I realized that it is not a miracle to FLY...


You can, I can, anyone can...and for that, all we need is a pair of wings(ideas) and courage to live up to their expectations!


(I know the picture in the post is not relating much to the context, but it goes with the feel of what I wanted to convey :))


Gaurav Saluja

‘Deeply in love’

See around,

Do you see orange tint in the sky?

The violet layer of sky,

kissing the orange tint?

Do you get to listen to the music,

the rhythm of love in the cold wintry breeze?

Does swaying of flowers in the field,

make your heart beats bounce?

Or shinning of sun,

Reminds you of the glitter of my eyes?

Is it all happening with me?

Or you are also deeply in love with me?

Gaurav Saluja

(aka GAURU)

'O Rose'

melt away some of your petals,

freeze the color of your sides,

forget the sunlight's hardships,

just count its blessings and let it shine,

love is yours,

why count the days of its life,

revive the touch you had,

save your breath for more strife,

dew is not to stay,

it will decay with winter's sun and die,

wait for some more days O Rose,

rays will be through soon and sun would again shine,

and when sun is back again,

then think of the love you have always adored,

and slowly melt away with the dew drops O Rose,

now is the time,

when we see the shine of the eyes,

when someone looks at beloved'sface,

you paint your color on his face,

and melt with love, a bit of sacrifice

and your fragnanace left alive...

Gaurav Saluja

(aka GAURU)

the 16th..the 17th JAN

'LONG'

days have passed,

hours have made them,

days are ceased,

in my memories within,

long have defined,

itself in my eyes,

as it is been long since I met you,

and my winks have given the definition,

true is love,

my tears shall oath,

true is long,

as it shall wait for more,

sense of being,

is what I live with,

you are here,

as I shall always believe it,

no matter of long,

you can have my written chronicle,

and at the end of LONG, I see you,

as now I see it,

till then long waits,

with your hand in mine,

touching dew on grass,

you read my words(for you),

and I read your eyes and its shine,

as I have faith that we shall meet soon,

walking same lanes,

catching same train,

a sip of the same drink,

and folded hands at the same Shrine...

Gaurav Saluja

(aka GAURU) 

I miss you

of all the times...

of all the times,

I miss you,

the best of them is,

when your deep eyes showed love,

the love which was as deep,

as depths of your heart,

where my memories echo,

and the love which is there all the times,

in my smile and tears down the cheek-lines...

of all the times,

when I miss you,

I say nothing,

but just die...

as you close your eyes,

I sleep in your love,

and when they are open,

it fills my days and my life...

of all the love we have,

I will cherish these moments,

when I miss you heaven,

still distances are frozen...

and I believe,

someday, when we kiss,

under the same brook of tree,

you would never leave,

we would never leave the place,

as we would stay together forever,

making life alike beautiful days spent...

meanwhile, just hold on,

keep loving me,

as our love and belief,

will melt away all frozen distances,

till we are together again...forever like before...

Gaurav Saluja

(aka GAURU)

a MUST READ FOR YOU!

i heard it in a movie: ''Waking Life'' two characters talking to each other, I was impresses by on of the characters words which are quoted below, do read it and take your own meaning out of it:-

"There are two kinds of sufferers: Those who suffer from a lack of life...and those who suffer from an overabundance of life.

I've always found myself in the second category.

When you think of it, almost all human behaviour and activity...is essentially no different from animal behaviour. The most advanced technologies and craftsmanship bring us at best up to the super-chimpanzee level.

Actually, the gap between, say, Plato or Nietzsche(two great men) and the average human...is greater than between that of a chimpanzee and the average human.

The realm of the real spirit...the true artist, the saint, the philosopher, is rarely achieved.

Why so few? Why is world history and evolution not stories of progress?

It is nothing, but an endless and futile[br]addition of zeros? No greater values have developed. Hell, the Greeks 3000 years ago were just as advanced as we are. What are the barriers that keep people from reaching anywhere near their real potential?

The answer to that can be found in another question, and that is:

Which is the most universal human characteristic?

Fear...or laziness?"

Gaurav Saluja

(aka GAURU)

The Insomniac

''I kept finding that rest,

which lies behind my closed eyes,

the one which I have long lost,

and since then, it is all in my tries,

it feels as if I am cursed,

of being sleepless, being insomniac,

as I believe my soul has a longing,

to burn and find its peace,

in pain and scorching heat of this life,

I kept finding that touch,

which could lull me to sleep, all night,

perhaps, it was the missing love,

or agony of being a wanderer for dreams,

still, I tried to catch sleep, 

but all my efforts were futile,

and I tried harder to not be my inner self this night,

the insomniac...''

Gaurav Saluja

(a.k.a GAURU)

frozen...

 'You and Me'

sometimes, when time ceases,

you look at the its hands,

hanging on a wall,

ticking away nothing,

but making you freeze,

still in some moments,

and now when the time is immovable.

I wonder...

what if you could hold my hand,

and try to feel the moment,

so long it will be,

so ceased time will be,

and who knows,

your touch might set me free,

free from being frozen here,

frozen in what I have for you,

my care and love, 

the one that has never ceased,

still when I look at the hanging hands of time,

I cannot see it ceased,

but when I close my eyes,

I see nothing but ceased time,

like I am still there,

where you left me,

counting the seconds,

living the hours,

and the time still is same,

perhaps, it is not time after all,

it can be called love,

or you may call it distance between our meeting,

whatever you wish,

I would name it that,

and you can try,

try real hard,

to feel what I have with me,

Its all ceased, still all running,

and constant is one thing,

you and me...

Gaurav Saluja

(a.k.a GAURU)

A poem for October 16th...a poem close to me

'The poem of my heart'

Of all the poems I own,

you are the one which is engraved in my heart,

I try to read what it says,

but it is not in me to decipher its depths,

as days pass by,

I realize that the words of the poem,

keep on writing it’s feel in my heart,

at night it hums utter sweetness,

at dawn it sings a prayer of love,

from the core of my heart...

And sometimes when I close my eyes,

I find myself alone,

in a corner of this world,

feeling lost in annoyance of unjust,

but the poem in my heart,

appears in front of my closed eyes,

I choose to keep the tacit air flow around,

as your gaze of love,

makes place for itself in my soul,

I feel nothing but peace making place in my soul,

And I am no more alone,

my eyes wet down,

letting go of pain inside,

knees feel utter weakness,

with a sheer sense of courage inside...

You embrace me all,

with you love and sight,

and I adore the beauty of the words,

as I try to understand 'the poem' in my heart,

I feel love and its multitude,

as i try to embrace you and your love,

as the days pass by,

I become a better being,

As your love increases,

And inside some unleashed being write your love for me,

and this life read to me, 'the poem of my heart.'

As you are ‘the poem’,

and my sweetheart...

Gaurav Saluja

(a.k.a Gauru)

In my faith and my love

When do we realize that we are not only ones who have names, but we are somewhat different from what we are called!?

When is right time to hang on to your desire for long enough to let others and self know that may be we are taking some risks, but we are on our own...trying to fetch our coveted dreams!?

When do we find time to try to break silence?...which is long enough to make you feel drifted-to-eternity

When do we speak worthy to add some meaning to the revered silence...the distance between two human beings...

So many questions hover my mind right now and I think it is not to mention those questions here...but the most important thing is to find answers of many unsaid questions like these. May be we have to wait to be somebody, wait for someday(it might be this day), just be calm till you find your mind and heart both willing to do it...

and when time comes, leave no stone unturned, leave no word unsaid and fetch every thing you wanted to be with you...whatever it be...your love, your dream job, anything...

(do share your views about what do you feel...waiting for you...)

Love and peace

Gaurav Saluja

(a.k.a GAURU)

The fourth dimension

The ways of the world

One great man said,” Ways of the world are devious." I am buying his philosophical point of view, but with some addition to it: "Ways of the world are devious, yet interesting." This is not what I feel; this is about my bit of experience with the world. Let me deduce the above in some peculiar points:-

• People are generalized, still valued for their point of views to be reflected on our choices; it is not that we revere their views out of fear, but to say its opposite is also not true.

• Evil drives the Mercedes and the good honks horns in the sluggish traffic(No offence if you are good and still own the divine wagon-Mercedes, well you might be an exception…as rules often come with exceptions.)

I think that ‘the good’ always hopes for a day to come when the wheel of life would be turned by his efforts and he would be blessed with all the pleasures that ‘the evil’ is savoring at present.

Life goes on, efforts are on, ‘the evil’ enjoys while ‘the good’ dreams for the day.

• Same dilemma is presented before students, where they have to choose between ‘a movie’ and ‘a class test’( what a tragedy, it might seems funny for us, but for a kid, it is a real plight J)

Many such examples can be taken out and we can talk glibly about them here. BUT..BUT…BUT did I talk about deviousness or interesting features of the product of GOD called LIFE?

Any wild guesses???

That was a mix of both, as I think that they go hand in hand with each other. Still, the most interesting part of this all is that ‘Whatever we think and deduce out of our logical thinking is nothing more than a projection of what we have acquired from our surroundings as experience.

So, how can we be firm about our thoughts about ‘the evil’ or ‘the good’ or ‘the KID’?

May be we have never come across the fourth dimension of things where order or ways of world are never devious, they are just fair. May be GOD has given MERCEDES to a man, and have given other man the desire to dream for it. May be we never have to mix our self with the people and follow a different set of rules for the people’s way of tackling things. May be the kid has to learn to take risk, or to sacrifice, or to learn about choices.

And I know that this fourth dimension comes to the view, but when we sit back in silence and try to think...try to do real thinking. May be we need to adopt this dimension as the only way of thinking.

And MAY BE, ‘the ways of world were never devious, it is our forst dimension of thinking which made it seem so!’(Leave behind the exceptions J)

Gaurav Saluja

(a.k.a GAURU)

Oh! I wish I could read my own eyes

Same or Changed?

'this wind has no message left,

it just flows and says what has gone and left,

stars above are not so bright,

they are dim from what I saw the last time,

and the sky is blue and dark,

it is darker than I left it last,

And I wonder is it all changed,

or I have lost interest in their ways?

I guess, its late and door of sleep is a ajar,

I slip in comfy, maybe next day is all same 

and fair as it changed for me, this far...'

Gaurav Saluja

(a.k.a GAURU)

Sometimes...

I have seen this very closely and it it feels like we are sitting in a train of memories where the wagon just passes by every lane and street of your mind. You sit back and try to hold yourself. And is there any thing else you can do? Anything to save yourself from that inevitable journey, which begins every time when you close your eyes.

At the same time, it hurts when some memories just try to escape from you...you chase the being, you try your best, YOU TRY YOUR BEST....still, :)

What will you do?

I choose to chase again...yes I am not leaving the memory... : |

Gaurav Saluja

(a.k.a Gauru)

Hold your beloved and time will be yours!

'The time'

Sand of time is out of reach,

what is mine is never so sleek,

If the time would ask me

 a question in person,

'What is it that you wish to be?'

I would not kneel down to answer,

but would surely make a plea,

'I wish to be the one 

who could hold you tight,

like I wish to hold 

my beloved in my arms...'

The time holds no laughter barred,

and says with ultimate mockery,

I wish I could be your beloved in your arms,

but wait for her as she is the only one,

who can let you hold nerve of time fleeing,

as for all other searches and struggles,

I choose to run and run,

and you have to be my follower,

running after, chasing and chasing...

Gaurav Saluja

(a.k.a GAURU)

When do you give up?

Five minutes before first word of this new post, I was in my bed with my eyes closed and some soaring pain in my heart. Tears were not on cards this day(I suppose) and I remembered one of my mother's advice: 'Do not ever give up, when you wish for something badly...you might fall, your courage might touch grounds, but always remember that you have it in you to get fetch that dream of yours...'

Now, sitting here and not feeling healthy enough to do anything, I wish I could weep my eyes down and could get some sleep. But I guess, I need to live with this feeling, I have to burn in the test of these times.....wait

Wait....

A tear just fell down......I thing I will be able to fall half asleep...and in half wakefulness...be ready my DREAM...I will be coming again...

because I do not know 'How to GIVE UP!'

Love

Gaurav Saluja

(a.k.a GAURU) 

The new LIFE!

'My longings'

Steps are light weighted,

like I know that flowers of dust will get hurt,

and my longing is so much,

that I wish I could keep up pace,

with moving hands of running hours,

I take out some time,

to think of what is in my heart,

and some questions answers themselves,

as I live through them,

bit by bit, hour by hour...

Is it me who dreams to be somebody?

Or is it me looking through window of hope?

wishing all day and night long,

that the ONE who gives,

would give me my part,

Is it my heart that beats to love,

or is it my patience that is tested against my wishes,

I shall not come to know,

until the right time strikes the chord with HIS heart,

only to coincide with my prayers,

Whatever happens, it is just 

a matter of these times,

as these days will be some memories,

and my longings will pin them to my life,

and I hope, one day,

when patience will no longer be needed,

I would kiss love to my dreams,

I would hold hand of my new life,

under the bright sun,

I would still run, with 
light weighted steps,

to keep pace, to stay along 
and young with her,

with my new life...

Gaurav Saluja

(a.k.a GAURU)