When I sing a Ghazal.

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For The Music Of Life: A Ghazal
— % &What shall we do? Sing a Ghazal, Thumri or song for the music of life?
Your favourites, I know we all long for the music of life.

Earphones on, your Armaan inside out, finding Arijit in nature's ground.
Broken shayaris, poems, Gulzaarji has made it strong for the music of life.

Shreya isn't overrated but her songs turn the world around.
We all know the underrated ones also belong for the music of life.

Not comparing, every artist should be found.
Some fail to rise, feel they are wrong for the music of life.

Music isn't only about the artist's life, fans give them love profound.
Yoga makes it peaceful as the life prolongs for the music of life.

Be Palak to my Kaun Tujhe, Alka Yagnik to my Sawariya, I am astound.
It's not easy to be Kishor da, Ashaji will be thronged for the music of life.

You have mentioned so many maestros Anushka,
Will your dream turn into reality so you meet Shawn for the music of life?

~Anushka

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~A collaboration~


Ghazal on music— % &Painfully soothing sobbings of nature as rain is music,
Home, while resonating among symphonies my soul attain is music

Birds start chirping as the waterfall with a burble,
Frogs yelping and spiders scuttling in fain is music.

Universe gets echoed with the ignored and unheard cries,
Stars hid their scars, expressing beyond mundane is music.

The forest seems to lead the choir from the high canopy,
River jumping with joy and cascading in a chain is music.

Rivers dried, roses are withered by the harsh misunderstandings.
A lie filling unsaid emotions, crystal eyes explain is music.

Travelling through this journey, my soul left me in midway,
Singing that dirge on paper leaving behind a hopeless stain is music

Wandering in the journey, I tried finding the right frequency,
Strings of guitar still hurt, those injuries I sustain are music.

Dictionary doesn't define the meaning of every scar,
the one making every misery smooth as skein is music

The piano chords are lost in thoughts of authenticity,
I will write songs but melodies prevail as lyrics complain is music.

Why do you write so much on music today, aashka?
On the tunes of miserable peace, the solace you obtain is music.— % &

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A Ghazal On Kindness

Which object perceived, might be on Kindness?
I am elated that I could write on kindness.

Is it written on star-like planets or night sky?
I think they know as they emit light on kindness.

Help a stranger on the road who lost his way.
May your path be always right on kindness.

A look in somebody's eyes lights up their skies
Their smile emanates so bright on kindness.

Waking up late, drinking coffee, sleepless nights.
A fresh start quiet indeed is a delight on kindness.

A child shares their favourite chocolate with you.
Do you learn selflessness to take plight on kindness?

May is ending without a farewell Anushka.
Auf Wiedersehen would be alright on kindness?

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Your voice echoes alone when you lose someone.
(Ghazal in caption)

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My Dad: A Ghazal— % &I'm not the perfect daughter not even you, my dad.
We could never be the perfect one, my dad.

I love mom more, not that I don't love you,
Girls are happy when they see their father, it's fun, my dad.

Breaks my heart when I listen to them,
'My dad braids my hair, teaches me' I shun, my dad.

I hate it when someone says I am like you,
I'm not broken or rhymed, I'm sun, my dad.

I shout, I fight, I scream, I say things to you,
It hurts you but I'm not like your quiet son my dad.

You buy what I want, you take me where I want to go,
You never left me alone, you won my dad.

You don't share, the pressures all on your mind but
You hold us all together, you're a hero without a gun, my dad.

Your diabetes, a reason for our little bond,
Eating chocolates from the fridge? not done! My dad.

You both have spectacles, ageing so fast,
I will make you proud, you and mom, my dad. — % &

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Who am I to be?
— % &Who am I to be?

My heart withers like roses, still their fragrance is peace to me.
The sky and ice within me are deserts many, which is Greece to me.

Moonlight Sonata brings heaven to earth, its chimes are Für Elise to me.
I smile through cracks, my dog tooth shines as a piece of me.

My anklets ring out like sirens, my ghungaroos are police to me.
I close my eyes and visualise, my desires are caprice to me.

I write this Ghazal, it suits my aura, astrology is Aries to me.
My clouds leave me in tears, I realise crying is a release for me.

Though young they mock me for my silver hair its, but a breeze by me.
The world is painted, my camera captures its beauty, this brings bliss to me.

Be it Antarctica or Himalayas, top of the world is always Swiss to me.
Raindrops on my cheeks, as peaceful as each drop is my mother's kiss for me.

I'm tired, afraid and weary, my future is a disease to me.
My love is blurry, my hate is indifference, death has ceased for me.

My life unclear, who are you Anushka?
I am many, I am none, I radiate colours, diamond is leased to me.

And through my doubts, through my words I say,
Anushka be who you want to be.— % &

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Drizzling rain, tri-coloured buildings, and eyes are full of tears this August.
Trying new things, and learning a lot but there is something I fear this August.

Death is peaceful, the chaos is outside it, turned into grief this August.
A Cold heart suppresses its screams, it aches more than last year this august.

The smile I found on an innocent face, gave me ample joy this August.
I faced my anxiety, the terrors in my mind were finally clear this August.

Settling my thoughts, I see a disturbing tranquillity to the voices I hear this August.
Indifferent replies, cloudy emotional questions were left unclear this August.

My mind is cluttered, I can't think of metaphors completing this Ghazal.
I still found a way like a lost kid watching his mother reappear this August.

Oh, there are tonnes of emotions, I broke down into one of them.
Felt alone on some days but observing and writing made me cheer this August.

Which emotion is the strongest of all Anushka?
Victory over fear welcomes joys, to me, happiness is dear this August.

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My heart feels free, I have no regrets this December.
I picked up myself from the ashes, it looks like an old cassette this December.

Sunsets, beaches, buses & night no longer brings threat this December.
I have risen and chosen art as an epithet this December.

I made more memories apart from internet this December.
I saw myself from the eyes of the people I met this December.

Perhaps, it was a message disguised as a form of tune that set this December.
Or perhaps it was you, that I had finally left this December.

I sat by the river, the waves found its way back this December.
I, the lost wanderer on the shore, sea shells accepted me this December.

I received a breach trust but I'm not at fault this December.
The year is ending, I'm no longer in debt this December.

I listened to songs, ate ice creams and chocolates this December.
They, all healed a part of me that was broken this December.

You went through a lot Anushka, did you look back to the year this December?
Yes, I looked back and found myself moving forward in my life this December.

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This November

I struggled, the heartache, abdominal pain, I felt sick this November.
My doctor tested "your kidney and uterus is thik" this November.

Yet I anxiously, desperately searched for a cure for my condition,
"Are you stressed?" she asked, my sensitive heart heavily pricked this November.

She gave the anti depressent pills, I kept them in a dusty corner.
My mind was my dried skin hiding behind the red lipstick this November.

I was not sad but went depressed and mad, like a clown painted with fake tears.
I tried to solve puzzle of my boggled mind, nothing clicked this November.

I met her, she held me in her arms, I knew all I needed was a hug.
When I felt left out, replaced, shared by some, she showed up quick this November.

A table for two and cappuccino lightened my weak heart that evening.
I felt the wind, the helplessness melted down in a flick this November.

Stressed or sick? Which one of the two things were you struggling with Anushka?
I was not, I was forced to feel, I felt like a used brick this November.

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