Thursday, August 26, 2010

फिर इतना आकर्षण क्यूँ है?

मै दिन का शोर, तुम शांत भोर,
मै बहता जल,  तुम ठहरे छोर,
तेरी आँखे नम मेरी हैं कठोर,
मै टुकड़ो में, तुम एक डोर,
फिर इतना आकर्षण क्यूँ है?

मेरा जाता कल, तेरा आता कल,
मै बहका सा, तुम हो अचल,
मै श्याम पट, तुम नभ धवल,
मै छाया हूँ, तुम हो असल,
फिर भी इतना आकर्षण है,


तुम हो प्रयाग, मुझपे है दाग,
मै कर की मांग, तुम सरल त्याग,
तुम घुप तिमिर, मै व्यग्र राग,
मेरे भस्म से, तुम कहती "जाग",
अब भी इतना आकर्षण है...

-अनुभव

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Now recruiting - New Team for LoL Season 1

Team Name:Vancraft Luftwaffe

Team Warsign - The VanCraft

Current team: 
1. DPS - Ashe - iolotusbobo
2. DPS - Teemo - stormryder
3. Empty
4. Empty
5. Empty
 
Leave a comment here if you want to join the team.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

आज ना होगा कल जैसे

फिर क्यूँ सोचे तू ऐसे ?
आज हुआ क्या कल जैसे ?
जब शाम अधूरी चुप बैठी
तब रहे अँधेरा चुप कैसे ?

बात बनी न जब शह से
मात करेगा तू कैसे ?
हाथ खुले हैं आँखे बंद,
ख्वाब बुनेगा क्या भय से?

जब बोल रहा हो जग लय से,
क्या शोर करेगा तू ऐसे?
तू रात अधूरी रहने दे,
सुबह शुरू कर बस जय से!

फिर ना सोचेगा तू ऐसे,
की आज हुआ फिर कल जैसे...

-अनुभव

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Away they go



Away they go
Originally uploaded by Anubhav Kushwaha

Oranges


Oranges
Originally uploaded by Anubhav Kushwaha

In the woods


In the woods
Originally uploaded by Anubhav Kushwaha
He walks alone among the woods, within the crowd,
He strays away and off to far distant furrowed spaces,
Comes back with silence, thoughts and will to do,
He steps aside and moves ahead to change the world.



Speed


Speed
Originally uploaded by Anubhav Kushwaha
Can you go any faster than this guy?

Not so camouflaged


Not so camouflaged
Originally uploaded by Anubhav Kushwaha

Dominance


Dominance
Originally uploaded by Anubhav Kushwaha

Rainbow duck


Rainbow duck
Originally uploaded by Anubhav Kushwaha

Quite thoughtful


Quite thoughtful
Originally uploaded by Anubhav Kushwaha
The ground below. The water. The dream.
A little still moment on the side of the stream...
Who thinks, what moves, when and how?
There's music in the air, silent as it may seem.

Sleeping beauty


Sleeping beauty
Originally uploaded by Anubhav Kushwaha

Magnificent


Magnificent
Originally uploaded by Anubhav Kushwaha
Caught him at the KL Aviary - It was a captivating moment

Monday, June 7, 2010

Wild flower



Was just scribbling randomly with dark shades and suddenly this thought came to mind... Someone gift me a graphic pen so that I can draw more easily :)

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

10 Thousand Buddha


DSC_0220
Originally uploaded by Anubhav Kushwaha
An interesting place with thousands of statues of Buddha. Situated near the heart of New Territories, Hong Kong.

Chain lightning


Chain lightning
Originally uploaded by Anubhav Kushwaha
Laila came and stunned us. Now we miss her.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Who are you kidding?

 
We can avoid many problems if we are just honest with our own selves.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Grayed out

In the flights through my head, I find some gray corners,
That yearn and call with no words at all; just silence,
Combing through the tall gray grass, silent whispers -
That have no meaning to scattered dust or the wind.
The wind is listening and speaking all at once,
The dust just following the wind's gestures in awe,
The whispers, oblivious to the world, flowing in echoes...
What's to make what of what? Who of who? And why?
Is there is a single reason why I look up at the sky?
Or is not the chaos enough to explain my givings?
Mere mortal forms and the not so mortal fragments...
Come together and sit under the vast hollow night,
Filling cups with flowing needs, effervescent wants -
Bubbling up and falling over the brim of reality,
The silent whispers are perhaps telling of the dark -
Side of the mortal thoughts and the immortal winds
Hold it against no consequence - neither the dust.
For in all of our mortal vices and all of our deeds,
We have not left untouched any and all of the grays,
But still we have not changed a thing, it is today,
As it was before us and as it shall be much after,
Our hands and feet have crumbled into the dust -
Flowing with the wind - much after we are gone,
The whispers will remain - our only consequence,
We would not have mattered just grayed out...

-Anubhav