Travel

Sometimes I wonder whom do these shoes belong to. Is it for me to comfort my feet or the roads, seas and mountains that beckon my soul? While I am perennially torn between the laziness of the mind that craves to stop by and the craze to become travel the entire world, the days quickly turn into nights and the sparkling summers continue to cry for the wishful winters.

While this continuous battle between the senses make the clock tick by, it is invariably the possibility of a rendezvous with the whispering woods and a sojourn with the blue of the seas that make compass of life point toward a hopeful tomorrow. For those who know, the ages are marked not by the years but by the miles we travel.

Captured By: Soumabha Basu,  Location: Krabi, Thailand

The days are too short to live and die in the same place. The shoes would rather be torn in the roads than gather dust in the rack. The backpack is never too heavy for those who love to go out, travel and know more of what is there, inside us. And at day'e end, all that we remember is that we once made a journey to a far away place where the Land, the Sea and the Wind all came into one, giving birth to Life!

The Tide Of Time

Tick tock, tick tock the clock went by, about its long journey,

Of a thousand miles and beyond, breaking the earthly walls

That divide the nations, the distance that separate the longing hearts,

Not a stop it takes, nor a pause to think of things that she could not have.

Captured By: Soumabha Basu, Location: Kala Ghoda, Mumbai

She is like the free girl whom no land could capture and no relations could hold,

As she flew past everyone and everything she loved, without being loved back,

Through the waves of the oceans and the greens of the mountains,

The Tide of Time waited for no one, not even herself, in the journey that was long.

मदहोशी

मदहोश तोह हम सब हैं,
कोई शराब  में , तोह कोई शबाब में ,
कोई इश्क़ में , तोह कोई इबादत में  ,
कोई नफरत में , तोह कोई उदासी में ,
ज़माना तोह बस बेमतलब बदनाम हैँ !

मदहोशी के इस महफ़िल में
खोया हैं अपना होश तोह बहोतो ने,
शमा जले हर शाम किसी के  आँगन में
जहाँ जज़बात को कैयेद करे हम अल्फाज़ो में !

Captured By: Soumabha Basu, Location: Hyde Park, London