Monday, January 2, 2012
Some other time
Long...long time ago
we sat under the
and you showed me dreams.
In a rag Behag you said
" This dream I give you,"
I passed many Ashabori Rag
many sunset went by,
many a times I drowned in your
Pyramid mind and said ,
" where is your dreams you promised me?"
That smile you smiled
you said ," Its not just the time yet !"
some lazy afternoon...we
sat by the melancholic Erica Palm,
you raise the deep dense forest
before my eyes,
and you said ,
" The melodious passion in here
belongs to you.I shall give it to you"
The sky was overcast with rain cloud
then came mystic winter breath
Thirsty summer too,
I looked at your eyes
Pressed my lips on yours ,
search for the deep confluence
and ask ,
" where is your dream You promised me
You smile mysteriously and say
" its still not just the time my darling "
Behag and Ashabori are two very sensitive
" Rag " in Hindustani classical Music .