Thursday, July 29, 2010

Trip to Mahabalipuram

Last Sunday a friend's cousin came to Chennai and stayed with me over the weekend. He has just completed his engineering and was in the city for a weekend job entrance exam, which he failed. But he never showed any signs of disappointment as he was very happy that he wouldn't had to wake up early the next morning for a might-be interview if he had happened to crack the exam. Watching him in good spirits (even if he was in bad spirits, I would had done the following only) I took him to Besant Nagar Beach. That corn-roasting shot you had seen earlier on this blog was also taken on this same beach on my previous visit to this beach, however, that visit had lasted only as long as that corn had lasted. This time a couple of hours were spend at the beach as he has never seen the ocean before.

Next day, I took him to Mahabalipuram as we had nothing else to do. Clicked the few snaps there. Most of the snaps are the classic text-book pictures. I have always been a fan of rock-art photos in my school history text books. Thought of clicking a few of my own.


















National Geographic nature's pictures have also influenced me a lot. So here is my own NAT-GEO types snap.




New Shayaris

Ye nazarein jhukake na betha karo                                      
ki ek rang aata hai                                                    
ek rang jaata hai ...                                                  
humse pooche kya guzarti hai is dil pe ...                             
hum mushkil main pad jaatein hain ye pehchan pane main                 
ki kaun sa rang tumpe bhata hai                                        


Zulfien unki rukhsaar pe machal ke girti hain is tarah ...             
dariya ka pani athkheliyan karta hai jis tarah...                      


Dekhte hain tumko aur sochte hain hum ..                               
ki kya pa liya hai humne ki khuda ko bhi humse shikayat ho gayi hai ...
wo poochta hai bande ki kya hai usme aisa                              
humne kaha teri sabse khoobsurat cheez se hume mohabbat ho gayi hai ...


Shayaron ki mehfilon main shirkat karte thay hum pehle bhi             
lekin sirf sunke chale aatey thay                                      
aaj hamare alfaaz sunke wo bhi kehte hain                              
apni shayari main itna asar ap kahan se laatein hain                   
humne kaha mil gaya hume wo noor                                       
jiske liye subah tarasti hai .                                         
hum to khade thay khuda ke ghar ke bahar jholi faila ke                
aankhein khol dekha saari kaynaat humpe barasti hai ...                


Ab sach aur jhoot main fark nahin raha ...                             
aawaz seedhe dil se aati hai                                           
tu maan le isay sach ya jhoot samajh ke dukhi ho                       
par ye hamari wo fariyaad hai jo khuda ko baar baar sunayi jaati hai