वाटेतून चालतांना चित्रविचित्र पात्र दिसतात, प्रत्येकाच्या डोळ्यात बरीच स्वप्न असतात. स्वप्न पूर्तीसाठी सगळे सैरभैर पळत असतात, नाती गोती मैत्री विसरून पायरी प्रमाणे एकमेकाला वापरतात. कोणी सरस्वतीला पाठीवर घेऊन आभाळ ठेंगणे करू पाहतो,  कोणी जीर्ण वस्त्रांनिशी यशाला मागणी घालू पाहतो, कोणी मर्दानी कडेवर लेकरू घेऊन भविष्याचा पाया रचत असते, कोणी बाप घरासाठी रक्ताच पाणी करत असतो, ह्या सगळ्या चढाओढीत कोणी देवाला लाच म्हणून नवसांचे डोंगर रचत असतो,  देव देखील अश्या वेळी ह्यांच्या लाचारीवर हसत असतो. चांगल्या वाईट काम साठी प्रत्येक जण विधात्या पुढे झुकतो,  कर्म करण्या आधीच साकडं घालून घालूनच तो पुरता थकतो. कोणी आपल्या श्रेष्ठत्वाने साऱ्या जगाला हिणवत असतो, परमात्म्याच्या सृष्टीला तो कवड्यांचे मोल लावत असतो. भौवतीक सुखाच्या अन स्वार्थाच्या या शर्यतीत प्रत्येकजण पळू पाहतो, निर्जीवतेच्या हव्यासा पोटी सारे आयुष्य उधळून टाकतो, मग आयुष्याच्या शेवटाला येऊन छोट्या छोट्या सुखांचा शोध घेतो, निसटलेल्या सजीव आनंदाचा हिशोब पाणावलेल्या डोळ्यांनिशी लावत राहतो. - Ketan S 

  Hid many faces under veils of fabric, My life is a thousand pages, not a limerick! Enough of your attempts which conquered my freedom, My entity is a possession, not your ransom! My march shall walk forth, beyond my vain, Despite the will to confine me with your chain.   My skin isn’t a treacherous isotope, Which, in your privacy, tries to probe, Not inflammable, nor combustible. Not my clothes, but your mind- susceptible. Hid many faces under veils of fabric, My life is a thousand pages, not a limerick!   My bangles don’t exhibit daily chores, But beauty and strength it upholds. My hands aren’t evidences of cowardice, Nor weakness but a morning bliss. Hid many faces under veils of fabric, My life is a thousand pages, not a limerick!   I am not a silicon lifeless doll, Mortal, cold and gravely lull. Not a puppet with a fixed smile, Victim of your hands’ turmoil! Hid many faces under veils of fabric, My life is a thousand pages, not a lim

How beautiful it is when we are together, No matter how ugly is the weather, I still remember that one morning, You woke me up, kissed me while I was yawning, Kissed my forehead and held my hand, Promised me to be forever my best friend. Suddenly, your phone rang and eyes turned brave, I knew, That's another war And it's time to wave! As I promised, I left you with smile and cheers, But, here is the untold story of my tears.. It has been an hour you shut your phone, And I am trying to keep myself in happier zone, Yes, you'll surely be back in some time, But, without you there's not any chime, I am still brave, It's just the woo, Or may be it's about the days without you! And the first day began it's journey, It's not me who is so yearny, It's my cellphone waiting for the replies, It's my stomach wanting some butterflies, It's my brain needing something more interesting Than you, which can be distracting, Well, It's the begining and they can't forget the coo, Or It's all about the days without you. And it

शहर और गाँव ------------------------- कितना अच्छा है शहर संगठित, साफ- सुथरा खुबसूरत बड़े मकान थूकने के लिये, सड़क किनारे पीकदान   लम्बी- लम्बी गाड़ियाँ जिसके अंदर आदमी, जानवर दोनों है सवारियाँ ।   मरीजो के लिये बड़े बड़े अस्पताल मनोरंजन के लिये हर गली सिनेमाहॉल टाई -बेल्ट, शरीर पर मोटे गर्म कपडे चुपचाप का सफर,बगल से ना कोई लफड़े   तो क्या है कमी,  लोगो को शहर फिर भी नही भाता है, क्यूँ लोगो को अक्सर पुराना गाँव याद आता है।   कुछ लोग कहते है, जो मकानों में रहते है। दीवारे अपनी होती है,  छत किसी और का हो जाता है फिर बढ़ते इन मकानों के बीच खुबसूरत चाँद कही खो जाता है।   इसलिय जीते है शहर में पर गाँव में जीवन नजर आता है।   गौरव✍  

I am here now and alive my soft breath on my skin I feelI lay around thinking about what would you do when I leave when my soul decides to part through all the layers of my skinI will be laying there lifeless not even my single eye would blink I stay still pondering about where on earth would you be would you rather be by my side or shed a tear from far off for me dont tell me how good I was for I may not even know if you can, appreciate me now and bring me all the good there is to show dont have any regrets later that we didnt talk much to each other call me or text me when u feel for it will be too late to do it after dont shed tears staring at my picture share your sorrows with me now give me a chance to wipe those precious drops for I may not be able to see your misty eyes anyhow dont keep me flowers on my stone for I may not be able to smell them send them all to me while I am here so that I can cherish it and be joyous around them if theres ever anything I did that hurt your heart and soul p

शोधण्याचा प्रयत्न करतो  अस्तित्व माझे तारांगणात, अंदाज लाऊ पाहतो सुखाचा मी एकांतात, निर्विकार या डोळ्यातून शोधू पाहतो स्वप्नाची वाट, कोणासठाऊक का  अपसुत येते निराशेची लाट, तरी धीर देऊन सोडत नाही स्वतःचीच मी साथ, आणि करू पाहतो त्या निराशेवरच मात, खंत एकाच सलत राहते मनात, करतांना निराशेवर मात नसते कोणाचीही साथ, नंतर करतांना विचार मनात वाटले देवाने  बांधली असेल आपलीही कोणाशी तरी गाठ. बांधली असेल आपलीही कोणाशी तरी गाठ. -ketan s. vadhavane

  The world was harsh over us I got no chance to adore you My heart want more of you It was their world the world where no place for love.. I lost there I lose you Come over here now... Let's spent some time together I will be your moon.. You'll be my angel.. We'll hide through day.. Let's see the Beauty of night together... The night that Never ends... No hope for dawn ... The light will make us apart... Waiting for dusk where light disappear... Let's play along the shore... We'll make a castle... You'll be the queen.. I'll be your lover.. Let's leave the Kingdom together... We will run like buck... We'll fly above the clouds.. We'll fall like rains.. Let's feel the rain together.. I'll catch you... We'll never apart again.. We'll laugh together.. scream together.. Lay on my shoulder we'll cry together.. Come over here.. I am waiting in the arm of peace... Let's spent some time together.... Let's spent some time together...      

प्रश्न उमगेना मला अर्थ शोधू मी कसे,  वाढले का हे दुरावे माझेच माझ्याशी असे,  वाटते स्वछंद व्हावे त्या खुळ्या पक्ष्यां परी,  वाटते कि स्थिर व्हावे उंच त्या वृक्षा परी,  पण मनाच्या या खुळाला वाट नाही सापडे,  प्रश्न उमगेना मला अर्थ शोधू मी कसे,  वाढले का हे दुरावे माझेच माझ्याशी असे. वाटते निश्चिन्त व्हावे सोडूनि चिंताच या, वाटते आता जगावे माझ्याच साठी मी पुन्हा, पण मनाच्या या खुळाला वाट नाही सापडे,  प्रश्न उमगेना मला अर्थ शोधू मी कसे,  वाढले का हे दुरावे माझेच माझ्याशी असे. या जीवाला व्यर्थ वाटे बांध नात्यांचे आता  वाटते कि मुक्त व्हावे तोडुनी बंधास या  पण मनाच्या या खुळाला वाट नाही सापडे,  प्रश्न उमगेना मला अर्थ शोधू मी कसे,  वाढले का हे दुरावे माझेच माझ्याशी असे. (आयुष्याच्या प्रवासात) पण उमगले सत्य मजला प्रश्न जीवन प्रेरणा, प्रश्न म्हणजे घाव सारे, आयुष्य म्हणजे शिल्प हे, घाव विना जे शिल्प घडते त्या शिल्प मी म्हणऊ कसे. - Ketan S Vadhavane 

Dear mother, Whose dining room taught me more lessons than any classroom could. Dear mother, I have heard stories of how you camouflaged into different people, And still you can precisely tell every colour from the other. Dear mother, I have seen you gasp all things you could've said and breathe out silence. I have seen you make every nook and corner shine, I have seen you own everything you touch. Dear mother, I have learned the series of sacrifices you made are parallel to love. You taught me love is powerful. It can conquer anger. It can outpower neglect. I have seen you add a little less to flaws. Flawless as you are. Dear mother, I have learned patience is sitting with your bad times in a balcony and having tea. I have seen you around time and you are always ticking. I have learned that bad times are a source of hope and good times are its transmissions. I have learned how to practice grace everyday. Dear mother, I have learned to not malnourish any dream. I have seen you fulfill all

We were not much But our mouths They were everything. Our hearts would never Beat together But our lips synced Lie the moon and waves It was not much Teeth, tongue and hollow caves. And your taste, It would take my words hostage. Your bleeding lips, Blowing smoke, Would dip into comatose. Your teeth with icy tips, Dug into my soft skin Involuntary sounds You made me speak gibberish. There was not much, Parched lips, Curse words Some loved, some hurt. It all made sense In our mouths It didn't feel like much It felt like everything.

We were not much But our mouths They were everything. Our hearts would never Beat together But our lips synced Lie the moon and waves It was not much Teeth, tongue and hollow caves. And your taste, It would take my words hostage. Your bleeding lips, Blowing smoke, Would dip into comatose. Your teeth with icy tips, Dug into my soft skin Involuntary sounds You made me speak gibberish. There was not much, Parched lips, Curse words Some loved, some hurt. It all made sense In our mouths It didn't feel like much It felt like everything.

की हमने उसको भुलाने की... लाख कोशिश की... पर कम्भकत दिल ने  उसको delete करने की साज़िश ना की ।।   रोज़ सुबह उसको Good Morning के मैसेज forward करते थे  और छुप छुप के net pack डाल के कभी कभार "Hi" भी भेजा करते थे  एक दो बार हो गई थी  "The so called Conversation"  But बाद में जब दिखने लगा सिर्फ blue tick  तो छोड़ दिया हमने  बात करने का intention ।।   बहुत बार देखा उसको  किसी और के साथ घूमते हुए  हस्ती गाती खुश थी वो यही देख के दिल को तसल्ली मिल गई मेरे  फिर delete कर दिया उसका contact  मैंने अपने फ़ोन से  पर दिल का memory card format नहीं  मार सका  जो भरा था  उसके हसते हुए चेहरो के images से ।।

I know that you're the one to call, The one to catch me whenever I fall, And I have no fears Cuz I know you'll be there With me through every high and low, Not just for jobs to do, But as a friend to carry me through, The days and weeks and months and years, To share the laughter and tears, And if ever you're scared or feeling down, I know you know that I'm always around.    

I m trying.... Bt it hard to... To forgot those moments.. How could I forgot. .. First time when I bunk up my own home... Just to meet you.. Bt I m trying... And it hard to.... ... Hard to forgot... The moment when first time u let me in.. To let me meet your soul... You allow me as I am.... The way I talk .... Its your presence make me feel to be there ...to be at someone else place .... Bt I m trying to  And it hard to...   How you laugh... silently...  On my nerdy jokes.... How u always kept one bite for me.. And the way we share the bite...is hard to forget  How we counted those stars till thousand... N the way you act to count .... I cant forget .. Bt i m trying to..   The time u said those three megical words .... "You are first"  Still in my head... How could i forgot.. Bt still i m trying Trying something that i dont want...   Bt i want to say this... You will always be mine.... The walls can't stop me to feel you... Yeah! I still

TIME RUNS AWAY   The clock is ticking, Turning Hours into days, days into months and months into years. Heart is filled with memories, And memories they say will never leave. Years fly, dear ones die, You had never thought goodbye will be so nearby.   If only I could turn back the clock, I did go back to school when homework was the only thing to do. Friends you once knew, Have walked away without a clue. Events, which I had thought occurred yesterday, Turned into moments that have gone down the memory lane   Time goes by and slips away Just as the sky turns blue to grey Look for the stars, when it turns dark And wonder what life is all about? Seek Joy in whatever you do, For tomorrow is never promised While today holds true.   Life is beautiful, not because it is perfect It is because you have things to do. Learn something new every day, But give in to the little things that you know have made your way.   Listen to the passion of your soul, Believe; set

As the winter winds roared by... I bloomed under the leafy-starry sky,Crimson red is my shade, Of alluring scent I'm made. It was on that chilly night, The lakeside became a camping site, For A bunch of teens, Dressed in Jerkins and jeans! Below the bright moon, Amidst the nightingale's sweet tune, She sauntered up the wood, peeping through her pink hood. Her eyes fell on me, And they sparkled with glee, She held me by my stem, With utter care as though a gem... I was uprooted but I felt no pain,lay on her palms as she walked down the lane, The horizons turned red, And towards the tents she fled. A guy she did wake, And pulled him out to the lake,She proposed him there, And lifted me towards him with care. He pushed her away, And she cried in dismay, I fell from her hands into the lake, And a new path I take. Like a vagabond I glide, On a new exotic ride, I hit the grainy land, Dry, damaged, alone I stand. I wither and perish, I can see me vanish, My seeds wrapped in mud, I prepare to be a new bud. y