ratnakar d mandlik, 8 kwietnia 2013
Marathwada the land of saints
Scanty rains and it's children faint.
Hunger and thurst made them lame
No use on any one to put it's blame.
Fatigue resisting some more toil
Dejection captivating their souls.
With lips parched as the soil
In nomads 've turned sons of the soil.
With empty stomach n empty pitchers
Are roaming in vain for miles together
Men, women and their children
To combat onslaught of the drought.
Poor and weak are the suffferers worst
Ecological imbalance to them hits first.
Sympathy for them is need of the hour
Let us flock to give them from it respite.
-Ratnakar D Mandlik
ratnakar d mandlik, 8 kwietnia 2013
Our Kerala tour moved like a pendulum
For a while only at Ernakulam.
Hotel Sunniti suites on highway forty seven
Though gave a feeling that we were in haven.
Life was paralyzed on Feb 20 and twenty one
By the Bharat Bandh called by leftists n CPM.
Lot of fun n frolic we had in the sojourn
Enjoy in the Vihar was the aim of every one.
Torrid atmosphere prevailing at Ernakulam
Was contained fabulously by air conditioners.
Unfulfilled wish to visit unique Kochi harbour
Was mellowed by scenic beauty at beach Kovalam.
Joy n sorrow are perhaps the destinations
Touched frequently by our mind's Pendulum.
-Ratnakar D Mandlik
ratnakar d mandlik, 18 maja 2012
Volatile values and allurement of glamour
Gifted to the human as boons of materialism.
He has to drift then from ancient spiritualism
And to take recourse to superficial shimmer.
Age old our heritage and ancient civilization
Prided in imbibing values and emotions.
It taught us to be loyal with motley relations
And preserve their sanctity not as a showman.
The bonds of relations, deeprooted and pure
Bind the persons related by blood either
Or by the "Karma" as follower and preacher
Asks for any proof or any show, never-never!
Oriental spiritualism infuses pure values
In absence of display too, emotions are true.
-------Ratnakar D Mandlik
ratnakar d mandlik, 18 maja 2012
Intellectuals are gifted with supernatural power,
Of justifying their espousal even of convienience
Even with ideas n principles they may accept never
And though it may cause breach of their conscience.
Every ruler, may he be despot or gem of governance
Requires his pack of intellecuals to impart guidance.
Thy project the ruler and his system as egalitarian.
Adroitly they can do it by dividing whole population.
As an exception to the rule are diehard intellectuals
Who may prefer extinction for belief and principles.
They are though side tracked by cunning brethren,
Who overshadow them with fractured perceptions.
History has often witnessed intellectuals' pliability
When despotic rules shatter their cherished integrity.
-----Ratnakar D Mandlik
ratnakar d mandlik, 18 maja 2012
Human conceptualized the best polity
For superb governance is the democracy,
That ensures for every one equal opportunity
Desisting in any form, rule of any dynasty.
Legislature, judiciary, bureaucracy n press
Are four pillars on which rests its' edifice.
Most sacred sanctum is the parliament
Of its temple n it is not for entertainment.
Honesty, integrity, empathy and sincerity
Be qualifications for a parliamentarian
Not less than a priest to be for egalitarian
Societys' inception and benefit to majority.
A pious duty on every one it entrusts
To ensure the qualities, in him, they must.
- Ratnakar D Mandlik
ratnakar d mandlik, 18 lutego 2012
One has to play innings of life
Ample joy be there or be full of grief.
As a river flows the life in any way,
Deep n calm or be in a spate it may.
Youth enables to enjoy all the tides,
Captivating life with joy and grief.
Advent of the evening though may chide
Shaking the soul for a moment brief.
Ups and downs faced in the life
Ought to unravel meaning of life
Enabling to take life in its stride
Like a Sthitpradnya and a being refined.
Joy n sorrow then lose their meaning
When qranquility rules over the evening.
- - - - - - - -Ratnakar D Mandlik
ratnakar d mandlik, 15 lutego 2012
many a wars the freedom fighters fought
To free you motherland from shackels of slavery,
Displaying rare courage they martyred with bravery
And threw to the wings their dear ones lots.
Significance of the freedom they did know
Gen next inherited it and started to it blow.
Blurring, thus, in slavery and freedom boundary
Making hard earned freedom virtual and imaginery.
For common man freedom has become illusory
Its' fruits were reaped, though, by few coteries
Governed by selfishness and inhuman qualities
Who are ruled by even the setanic mentalities.
We pledge oh motherland on this Valentine Day
To regain true freedom ,for you, in a noble way.
- - - - - - - - -Ratnakar D Mandlik
ratnakar d mandlik, 8 lutego 2012
Once I told a cloud
Not to make sound loud,
For it you are not allowed
And in time you 've to rain.
I had to tell too to my mind
Not in the milieu to be blind,
To accept reality you are bound
Letting thy nations to drain.
I had to change the notions
The cloud too had to rain.
The clouds' n mine bargain
Lie bound in a chain.
Joy demands the only price,
Nothing else but compromise.
- - - -Ratnakkar D Mandlik
ratnakar d mandlik, 7 lutego 2012
Long live the freedom newly found,
Far below has been left the ground,
Drinking the elixir of liberalization
We 've forgotten human sensations.
Live n let others live, motto we had.
Our prosperity we often used
For not so lucky, as ordained
By culture n sacraments we 've gained.
Liberalized now is our greed for wealth.
No one is left to repose the faith
In moral values like selflessness,
Really oh God, we are is a mess.
Its time, wake-up for liberalization
From greed, to keep up our traditions.
- - - - - -Ratnakar D Mandlik
ratnakar d mandlik, 6 lutego 2012
Neither a soldier nor a sailor,
Not either an airman or a godman.
To no outfit of an army he belongs,
Yet to be called a chieftain he longs.
Neither he is wealthy nor a beggar
His command is full of poor hawkers.
Misled you shouldn't be by his barking
On his charge, while the day is breaking.
Torrents of harsh words as also abuses
Flowing from him may tempt you to guess
Of his nature as a cruel and sadist,
Oh no! he is a noble hearted methodist.
Embodiment of Karma Yogi appears
Performing duties with state of the art,
And the barking a part of his tradecraft
For leading a contingent of hawkers
Who fetch you morning news papers
For a pittance for ages and ages.
He reminds me of the Miller of the Dee
Always doing hard work that too with glee.
Herding his naughtyhawkers sternly,
Even while abusing them he is jolly.
Though a treasure he is of common sense,
He is not learned in the worldly sense.
Master craftsman of inter actions,
A luminary knowing all transactions
Of human mind, he is capable to employ
Them for generating untainted joy.
A lot of money he may not posses
His simplicity rules over the riches.
- - - - - - -Ratnakar D Mandlik
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