Friday, April 23, 2010

I live in the mines

I don't know where I was born
but I am sure not far from jharia
the dark face you stare at was not always dark
the stains of blood and dust on my legs were once missing
since the day I gained consciousness I have been living here
my mother my father my siblings all reside here
the youngest one of we five is still a baby
and keeps crying on the coal pile
the other two comfort him while the third one helps me
we don't have to go to school like other kids in Dhanbad
we were chosen to work and earn a living
the more we work the more we earn
the dust the dirt doesn't bother me
the cough the white patches don't warn me
we don't eat chicken or mutton slurry
we eat rice with runny chilly curry
two times a day is more than enough
think of Raju who lives in the neighbouring shack
doesn't even get two meals a day
his younger sister already died of hunger
our family atleast will never be out of food
our family will continue living
as long as we keep living in the coal mines

Friday, April 9, 2010

Regret not to fall in love

Regret not to fall in love
don't be afraid if you bore the pain
it is easy it can happen again and again

don't teach me such nonsense
You and I know this is making no sense
no matter how hard you try
I am not repeating the same mistake
you can be my friend and my school mate
but you have no clue what I got into

If you don't experiment you will never know
what love is and what you missed
you can never know if you don't try

I can't give another chance and wait and watch
I don't want to be heart broken again
how can I assure my heart history won't repeat
and I become again a laughing stock
disgraced by friends and family alike
is this you want of me for being my friend

trust me once friend I do not want your bad
you have seen hard times I'm assured
but I reassure that love finds a new story every time

what guarantee do you have friend
that this story won't differ to the other one
if love fails again will I survive till the end
how will I face this world again
the fear the grip tightens on me again
and I will be surely be hurt again

this story will be different from the past
you will learn to live your life
and you will learn to love again