The best of Artist Address! 4.

Dream.

You would never know,
When someone's dream becomes your dream, and when your dream becomes someone else's dream.

It is about magic,
Underlying in your dream,
That it makes you move towards it,
And accepts you in between,
All the barriers and hurdles.

It is your story,
In your wondrous,
Enchanting, dream!

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No dream was such that 'freedom' would bar,
No garden was such sans soil and flowers,
Your single touch had meant life,
in the glorifying 'stance', dearest sun;
that dreams would just worship thy glance.

‪#‎hauzkhas‬ ‪#‎deerpark‬

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Photographer: Nikita Gupta

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The lot I say,
The lot I interpret,
Dreams, wishes I do see,
I remark them in a thread.

There in the park amongst trees,
I witnessed the dancers in all glee.
They were in such a mood, resplendent,
With their art, their pendant.
They said, that they carried it ahead,
In charm and sophistication,
That it was dedication,
As well as, was it recreation.

I wondered and wondered and in their faces,
Even I danced across,
Writing in my arts' case,
And this time it was about them.

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Conversing with self!

That day was dazzling, and it was just awesome!

When she came up to me, and asked for my number. 

She had wanted to know about the timings of the shop,

next to my shop. I was new to this market, I hadn't known;

but I had always seen her, in the earlier shop where I worked.

She usually had earphones covering her ears, and I just glanced,

at her until I realised that I casted a bad example of men, staring at women,

and that constant gaze. The later times she came, I had by then corrected,

my eyes as to not stare at her. For, yes; I had known her face pretty well,

by now that I did not have to find more in her face. But, are you sure Rustam?

Are you sure, you don't want to find anything more in her face?

I know, you had read Paulo Coelho's ELEVEN MINUTES the other day,

and after reading this book, you were talking all the more about 'light'.

'Light', that was seen in the faces, yes that 'light', I am talking about.

Oh, dear that is right! But, hey! Did you just let her go, you didn't look at her even once?

Dude, at least you could have known what dress she was wearing that day.

Yes, I did see her face; my eyes didn't constant on her dress, even if I passed a stare, I don't remember what she was wearing. Moreover, I was so fearful when she came standing next to me. I didn't know how to react at that time, that I lost pace of my thoughts. You understand, Rustam? Yeah, dude! Her eyes were so magnetic, as if calling me to dine in a world of imaginative upbringing. I mean, to dine with her. She was soon gone, after she had taken the telephone number of my shop. I knew, she would call me; to know, if the shop next to mine, had opened or not. This was a new market, the previous one was demolished by the Municipal department for its old structure. 

Today, when Sohan opens his shop; I would thank him, for having his shop next to mine. For, it was just because of him that I interacted with this lady for the first time in my life. I know, I had no words to say to her. She is a lady of high class, and when she talked to me, believe me Rustam, I had no idea whether I were in dreams or in reality. I know, I often see these dreams in sleep but in the reality to meet her sight, 'Oh God, it was so special in itself.' Now, I am just waiting for the telephone to ring and when I talk to her, maybe we will talk again after today. Who knows..?

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Every day a journey begins,
Every day a journey continues.

Life as a blessing senses,
Freedom and peace in all glances.

Thank God, for this life,
For I got to express, to write.

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unknown and known!

the orange sky had a hope curbing within and outward of it.
it was this little yellowish ball like 'someone' giving strength and passing warmth.
in the greatest skies, this 'someone' was alighting the dreams, 
giving hopes to many 'unknown' people.
it was love, i understood that day, to care and be kind and be happy about spreading goodness and positive vibes,
all across our existence,
and who knows when our reach increases to give smile and happiness to others.

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Wish me happiness,

Painting by Ritika Sarraf

Said the sun. "For I am going on a journey across. Across the globe in a day I shall go and return."
Wish me happiness,
Dreamt the sun. "For I shall be responsible for the many dreams which become or stall, hey Lord give me strength to accept it along."
Sun said to self. "For I know well, I shall cry in their falls; I shall rejoice in their victories, yet I shall be looked at, at every end. I am an actor on stage, always in my act. As one scene gets over; the other scene starts in an all new beginning."

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Who are you? She asked.
I am a star. I answered. 
Who are you? I asked her.
I am wind. She replied.

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Do you write long narrative notes and stories? 

Yeah, but in them I write instruments of change.
What changed my outlook of the world, that!

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Time has great power embedded in its stature,
It moves by and one's life is changed.
Such is its power, for it is time, 
The greatest instrument
to one's awakening...

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Just for her happiness, he had opened himself to the world.

To him her smile was important, than his principles.

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He thought, he would never change like people did.
Then, he eventually accepted the change himself.
The life experiences had changed him fully.

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