Thursday, November 18, 2021

 Cheering spectators 

Holding 4;s and 6;s in hands 

Ladies of all ages n states 

dressed to their minimum best 

never let the occasion left 

Raising arms over head play card in hand

Showing the shaved armpits with a trace of little blackish 

Jumping to cheer six Imitating empire 

wobbling melons all sizes  ,

trying to get free of captivity 

Empire raised finger to point out ,Out 

Zeal subsides  ,Bac on seats 

Camera man caught cleavage in time flashed

To thrill viewers  ,oh ,

what a match it was   


Wednesday, September 29, 2021

 Evidence 

Along the side walk ,

cars parked fender to fender as the kids game 

Datsun with broken bumper wait attention 

D.Q.(dairy  queen) Orange juice plastic glass 

lay crumpled 

Bearing the evidence of lover's lips 

when they drank from it in tandem ,

Squirrel sitting on the brim of cement 

garbage bin looking in it 

Great value juice box apple juice 

MacDonalds brown paper fry wrapper lay discarded

Sunrype empty box straw struck in to it , 

at funny angle ,A  tampon used up n discarded 

in haste lay along 

 the torn up bus route map 

bearing the Evidence of well spent day 

Monday, September 27, 2021

 Invitation

She signaled him

invited him to visit

mother tending cow dung cakes

quickly he returned from the errand 

back in no time ,

quickly she lowered loincloth to knees

Enough for easy copulation 

business in haste they been 

Almost near bliss

walk in mother ,opening door ,

he pulled pyjama tied cord pushing mother aside 

got up the bamboo ladder leaning the wall 

Leaving  behind wrapping cloth  pickle pot 

two spring onions wilted chives and a big Brass kamandal 

mother picked up brass mug to throw  but  weighed in hand 

changed mind guessing its value ,wait for the brass smith;s

next visit ,


Wednesday, September 15, 2021

 Coward

Some complications ,stops ,me

from taking .bold step.

May it be ,,love off spring,

social criticism ,Cowardice ,many short coming

Just laugh off ,failures ,

silently compromise with feeling ,kill them,

Adjust life to weakness ,cowardice ,meaningless

Busy myself to giving helping hand to ,

failures etc,

Providing new Rhythms to some old songs, with buried pain,

in heart

Saturday, September 11, 2021

 A poem 

New day sun spread rays 

rushing people to catch 6.29 

few known , more unknown 

all coming from all sides

Conorado rushing with  coffee n cigarette in each hand 

bag pack on the back

Joshi ,whispering holy hymn softly 

not too loud 

Rubeka n daughter walking munching muffens 

seems to be in haste 

seeing bus ,Emily stated running 

Breast bouncing coffee spilling , all eyes 

on Emily , careless of spill Emily boarded 

so did all , to destination livelihood 






Friday, August 20, 2021

Morning Walk 

Rays of sun strike my 

window pane 

Awake looking for shoes .to put on

Sparrows came chirping looking for 

bird feed 

after feeding them .

went out side to my usual walk 

On the sidewalk Magpai tore opened  garbage bag 

looking for meat bones .But spilled out 

A pizza box lay scattered  cup of

 sauce ,rancho and a Trojan used condom







 Sensual moments 

Moonlight playing sensual game 

with ocean  waves 

Mingling each other in ecstasy 

Shadows  of waves hitting shores

noise subsides

Embracing  each other lay 

panting for breath 

suddenly ,abrupt halt 

action subside 

Free flowed ,sweat ,love juices,and blood 

mingled into a pool 

Virgin territory violated 

 

 Softly 

Speak softly though it may disturb

Tranquillity 

Love gently may upset heart beat

Hold tenderly may it bruised 

feelings 


poem 

 on vacation gone to mom's place

Enjoyed helping working men in fields 

Heartedly ate lunches of curried potatoes
 
Curd chaptis,onions to bite buttermilk to wash 

Dinner polis with grame dal, mint crushed 

Over soon mom told to pack ,Gathered my 

spare underwear put it to the dirty cloth bag

decorated on side with sparrows along with my 

worldly possession, Two walnuts,four seed Soap nut

Two marbles and a small blunt copper piece (Dhela)



Sunday, August 1, 2021

Four Winds When it blowsfrom the North gattering the freez icy wind of himalya chilling thoughts of you in the hazy mind flashed through the memories When it blow from the East Hurting joints with reumatic pain songs of seprations buzzing in the wind Pain felt all around When it blow from the South All the haze gathering on the horizon covering all with dust and dryness dulling the mind of her memories When it blow from the West Sending the healing touch soothes wounds Blooms buds to flowers,yeild to fruits Spread in the memories of time for Love n peace
Desire i desire thy love even it hurts will keep in memories the time you departed it will be a painful moment to remember broken heart wept tears of Silent sadness
SHORTEST LOVE STORY The beauty of bego wanton was like a peak heat on a summer day It became the talk of the town Lahore InderMaal(shop keeper )fell in love when she visited his shop Bego told InderMaal,if yo really love me then burn the shop InderMaal did put shop on fire still not very serious Bego asked Inder"Do you love me ore than your life then jump into the Ravi (river) Led by Indermaal Bego followed both came to the River bridge True to his utterance InderMaal jumped into the Ravi(river) Seeing lover adrift even the birds around cried , seeing lover carried away Bego jumped in and Embraced Inder tightly around neck,to final bliss Imortal story of love will be remember Till the world end

Saturday, July 3, 2021

Chicago, USA (KP) - In the long list of those that have been fraudulently masquerading as holy Sikh "saints"—as was the case during Guru Tegh Bahadur Sahib's time at Baba Bakala—many are now having their true character exposed. Because a lie can't go on forever, these people are eventually exposed for what they truly are—a donkey in a tiger's garb. There was "Sant Baba" Dhanwant Singh, then "Sant Baba" Maan Singh Pehowa Wale, and now "Sant Baba" Daljeet Singh Chicago of the Guru Nanak Sikh Misison of America. For the last several years he has managed to establish himself as a "Sant Baba" with his own dera and his own brand of "miracles." He has been sponsoring and hosting many Raagis (preachers) and Jathedars (leaders) from India. After giving them siropas (honors) and entertaining them, he often visited India where he was pampered by them. He has been a master at self-promotion and seems to have bought space in many Punjabi newspapers. Some publish his ads and never get tired of praising him. There is a special Keertan darbar (religions program) organized by his Gurdwara and missionary center from Nov 13-20, 2005. He apparently took some time off from the holy program to be at the wrong place at the wrong time with the wrong person. It is disgustingly shameful for the Sikh community that so-called Sikh holymen are caught doing such bad deeds. 2005-11-20-daljeetsite His website advertises the keertan program A Late Night Phone Call In the late night hours on November 17th, the Sikh congregation in Chicago received a phone call from an individual in California. The mysterious caller relayed vital information regarding the current whereabouts of "Sant Baba" Daljeet Singh. The caller revealed that Daljeet Baba was at the Wauconda Motel 'enjoying' the company of one of his female followers. The caller also provided the license plate number, Chicago plate T 313228, of the Chevy Van registered to the "Sant Baba." The caller said, "If the sangat (congregation) wants to act [on this "Sant Baba"], now is the time." Upon receiving this information, the Chicago sangat decided to get together and expose the truth about this so-called "Sant Baba's" shameless and depraved deeds. With the grace of god, many Sikhs were able to arrive at the motel—where they found the Chevy van described in detail by the caller. The Wauconda Motel (Top), Room Number 5 (Bottom) Daljeet Baba's Van at the motel The Motel Room After waiting for quite some time, the sangat decided to contact the local police, who came due to the suspicion of a minor being in the motel room. The police came and knocked on the door to room number five. As the door opened, there stood the great "Sant Baba" Daljeet Singh in his flashy white robes, with a woman who is definitely not his wife. According to sources, the woman in the motel room was one of his followers visiting from California. Sources also said that Daljeet Baba had booked all eighteen rooms of the motel and the "No Vacancy" sign was lit. Panthic Weekly contacted the motel for comment but they declined, pretending to have no knowledge of any incident. Previously, Daljeet Baba had left his amritdhari wife to allegedly live with a woman in Chicago. His wife came to the US from Punjab to be with him, but he turned her away. After a brief talk, the police then stated to the gathered sangat that legally they couldn't take any action because the woman with Daljeet was not a minor. They said that these kinds of conflicts should be resolved through religious customs. Shortly after this initial confrontation, the sangat blocked "Sant Baba" Daljeet Singh's efforts to escape by blocking in his van. By this time, a large number of Sikhs had converged on the motel—with many more arriving by the minute. With the sangat's cordon around the motel, everyone was keeping watch to make sure that the lustful "Baba" did not escape. As the sangat waited for him to show himself, he watched through the windows to see if they had left, repeatedly trying to start his van with the remote control. The Escape After all of his vein attempts to escape from the hotel the "Sant Baba" called the police himself to secure his escape from the motel. Apart from the police force that was already present at the motel site, reinforcements began to arrive. The police quickly began to create a safe zone so that "Sant Baba" Daljeet Singh could gutlessly escape. Nervous and anxious, Daljeet Baba now emerged from his room and got into his van—but not before his white dastar fell off of his head three times. Frazzled, he finally sat in his van, bare-headed. He took off from the motel site without delay—leaving his female "companion" all alone in room number five. The Sangat members present have provided their signatures testifying to being eyewitnesses to this entire fiasco. The Sikh Religious Society, Palatine and the sevadaars of the Khalsa Alliance reported that in the past, they have warned various Panthic groups, Takhts, Jathedar Sahibans, and other leaders about the anti-Panthic activities of this Baba, but these warnings went unheeded and the sangat has remained confused about the reality of this "Sant Baba." "In the end God Almighty has exposed the fraud and falsehood. Now we urge the Sikh Sangat and our leaders to wake up now and rid our Panth of this disease." Under the false pretext of preaching and helping the needy, this "Sant Baba" has duped the sangat out of thousands of dollars of their hard-earned money. Instead, this money has become petty cash to feed his every whim and desire. In a press release, the sangat pleaded with the Sikh community worldwide not to be taken in by these fake "Sants," "Don't let them rob you of your heard earned money." The press release also asked that if any other Sikhs have information on the numerous dark deeds of "Sant Baba" Daljeet Singh, please contact the prabhandak committee of Palatine Gurudwara Sahib, Khalsa Alliance or The Panthic Weekly at the numbers below. A Khalsa Alliance representative who has been agitating against Daljeet for many years said that there should be a Panthic wide boycott of these Bhekhee Saadhs (show off so-called saints) and anyone who associates with them. "These parasites have been planted by the Indian Government to destroy the Panth from within. It is our duty to expose them and warn our community." Gurudwara Sahib, Palatine can be reached at Tel: +1 847-358-1117, Fax: +1 847-358-1701, or e-mail srsdivinity@sbcglobal.net .

Monday, June 28, 2021

During the 2nd world war A german(Egbert) mechical engineer was captured ,taken to bombay naval base , taken his working traial, found him worthy of doing Steam engines works,he was handed over to, K.K.Birla,Sugar mills ,needed to smooth working of steam engines of the Gobind sugar,then Oudh sugar rosa sugar , sehora upper ganges sugar ,, he set up all the engines of above said mills very nice and good working order , After few years he was accorded many facilities , living , food ,entertaiment etc A compressor fitter was very friendly with german engineer ,he happened to arrange a friend for him , she visited him and became very friendly , She lived in Dhampur,keep the rumers , he stared visited her at Dhampur , A Salim Tonga was arrainged for him with the knowldge of Administration ,war ended so the love affair ,but do not know more about him only know he was send to delhi , Birla office,so the after no trace of Egbert known ,
After serving in navy for 2 years i happen to go on Annual leave of 2 months , i visited my friend who was taken up the teachers job in far flung area , after his marriage he took his wife along with him , he hired a just nice acomodation in nearby village , this school has only few kids from nearby 5 vilages , he was only teacher 16 for odd kids,he was teacher,cleark,peon, every thing ,kids liked him ,for he tell them very lovely stories, He left me at his home wife hs wife ,as he went nearest market nand bus stop about a kilometer away his wife got me a cup of tea ,i was sitting in veranda ,upon my request she sat on the bench near to my wooden chair ,i asked her about her life ,shyingly and hesitating she spoke all ok,but ,,,.I asked bit forcely , she replied,"babuji, masterji does not love me".I asked how ?with hesitantlyshe said ,many months passed till now he never beat me".saying that she picked up empty cup and went inside ,Wondering i sat there .