Thursday 16 April 2015

ನಿನ್ನೊಳಗಿನ ನಾನು


ನೀ ಕವಿಯಾಗು
ನಿನ್ನ ಕವಿತೆಯ ಸಾಲಾಗುವೆ...

ನೀ ತಪಸ್ವಿಯಾಗು
ನಿನ್ನ ಧ್ಯಾನದ ಮೌನವಾಗುವೆ...

ನೀ ಗಾಯಕನಾಗು
ನಿನ್ನ ಹಾಡಿನ ಸ್ವರವಾಗುವೆ...
                                                                                                           
 ನೀ ಪುಸ್ತಕವಾಗು
 ನಾ ಅದರ ಪುಟವಾಗುವೆ...

ನೀ ಬೆಳಕಾಗು
ಆ ಕಿರಣದ ಹೊಳಪಾಗುವೆ...
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ನೀನು ನೀನಾಗು
ನಿನ್ನಲ್ಲಿ
ನಾನು ನಾನಾಗುವೆ...

--$uparna...

Tuesday 14 April 2015

Song Of Your Voice An Unheard MelodY


I love music I like songs,
From the hit lists of all favorite,
But your is the best of all
To hear even when i am upset..

I felt I was in a magical place,
When I heard your voice...
It became a music of my soul,
And a rhythm to my heart beat..

May be the reason why your voice
Is a catchy ringtone to my ears
Is i haven't heard any tune yet
As caring as yours to forget.

-- $uparna...

Sunday 12 April 2015

YOU ARE "FAVORITE SONG" OF "MY LIFE"



"You are Unlike that all the people i have ever met"
May be a common statement i stated to all the special persons whom i have met... but each and every one is  special,unique n unlike from the rest.

It was a cultural noon, a "karaoke singing" event organised by our department in our college. As it was a singing competition event, participants were overcrowded and music lovers were sat to hear the melody of music.

"I love music but am not a singer" and  "I listen to songs and I judge them, but am not a judge" .

Competition started, participants were enthusiastic to sing a song which they have practiced ...

Some songs made me as alphabets in their lyrics, some songs made me to yawn,even some made me to have a nap and some made me to loose myself and took me to the world of music by their melodies beats... apart from mass participants , only "one person" and "one song" touched my heart n created a playlist in my memory.
I decided him as the winner because he own thevhearts of audience n made people to hum the tune played by him.. winning is not important , gaining attention of people and leaving a trail is important and "HE" left a trail in listener's memory.

Who is he? i don't know ... how to congratulate him??? Obviously, he will be having fACebOOk account but the thing is first i need to know his name...
Within no time, i got to know his name...
what I hate is two people have same name in the same class .... It made a serious identity crises for the singer because, Icongratulated the wrong person by the same name.
It was such a embarrassing moment that i faced, when i came to know that i talked and congratulated the wrong person.

Time passed and I recovered from that moment, got the contact of that singer. I pinged him in Whatsapp n finally congratulated him.
Contact got exchanged added him as favorite in hike too...

"Everything we do is for the purpose of altering consciousness. We form friendships so that we can feel certain emotions. Similarly , based on individual interest people eat specific foods to enjoy their taste, people read for the pleasure of thinking another person's thoughts and people like me hear to their favorite music to get refreshment from routine work"



 I started to plug in earphones while traveling, eating and it became a part of my work. It became a habit to hear to his songs 'n' times during a day and night... his tune effectively heard in my earphones than any other branded or skull candy earphones. Collection of his songs created a playlist in my Cellphone.

When you take your attention into the present moment, a certain alertness arises. You become more conscious of what's around you, but also, strangely, a sense of presence that is both within and without.

The person whom i was not knowing became the person whom i know, he was around me in our campus but i never noticed his presence around...after getting to know about each other, my eyes started noticing him twice a day, talking to him became my favorite pass time.

Sometimes, we just talk to somebody who has nothing in common and still we are so much fascinated by their presence, may be same thing happened with me where, I discovered the joy and negated the pain by that melodies person...I saw the child likeness ,innocence and humbleness in him... Can a person be so good having all features inside a pure little heart? If Yes... then according me its non other than him "My Chweet Arsh ".

Please note: Above story is just a narration. It is going to do NOTHING with my personal issues.

--$uparna...


Stranger for Life

After a long time, I’m writing a story…  As always, dear readers… I apologize for all the grammatical and spelling mistakes that I committed...