For the Love of Haiku

This post is dedicated to Rie Ona – my Japanese sensei, fellow musician (alto sax player – Ska Vengers, a Delhi based Jazz and Ska band) and a wonderful friend.

She enters in the class with flash cards and books while we chit-chat about our semester one results.

“Konnichiwa!” cheerfully she greeted the handful of students in the class.

“Konnichiwa Sensei!” we replied.

“Tarun san, why are you not on Facebook anymore?” sensei asks with deep concern in her voice.
“I am fed up with it. It upsets me.”
“What about your website?”
“You have not been updating it lately.”
“Yes, sensei…. Ahhmm… I am just upset.”
“But if you recreate your account, please add me as your friend.”

I was moved by her concern as these were the first things she asked me.
“Ima nanji desuka?”
“6ji desu” we replied in chorus and the class began.
Second semester’s first class was beautiful as sensei did a quick revision with us and advised us to work harder, if we are serious about learning Japanese.

During the break time, I kept on thinking about sensei’s words on my website and haiku. Hell ya, I missed writing haiku all this while. Creative block to blame or my arrogance? I don’t know.

When the class got over, sensei called me and we had a heart-to-heart dialogue. Her compassion touched my soul and the way she guided me was just what I needed.
“Tarun san, I know you are upset but by deleting your account and not writing, you are making it worse for yourself.”
“Moreover, there are people who want to read your poems and they come back but see no activity which is so disheartening.”
“Come back for people who love to read your haiku and want to be in touch with you.”

I will continue to create haiku for my beloved readers who supported me all this while.

Haiku my love, I am back.

Photograph and Haiku by Tarun Mazumdar

Photograph and Haiku by Tarun Mazumdar

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The Last Haiku for September and more

Free Haiku

The wanting exists

you are happiest with her

my feelings must die.

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Battlefield Haiku

Every day without you

is like fighting a battle

my heart yearns for you.

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Agile Haiku

He comes with his tool

and his fingers run like spider

as he nails it.

To Alex Webster for being so awesome.

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Waltz Haiku

Gracious

she starts her session

and I gape.

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Sleep Haiku

His lifeless body

rests calmly near the road

we watch and walk off.

To us who want tragedy from a safe distance and enjoy.

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Paradox Haiku

Blossoming friendship

enter chaos, confusion

can someone save it?

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Hummingbird Haiku

Tiny you start to fly

the nectar invites you

O! my hummingbird.

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Birth Haiku

Half dead I drag myself

the much needed hot brew

I am born again.

 

September was a month I can’t forget, so much has happened in life, but one thing that stayed with me was haiku. I tried to write everyday, sometimes missed the prompts but in the end I am so happy that I composed on all the prompts. I met some really cool haiku poets at Haiku Heights. April, O! April please come soon. 

The Blue Ballerinas

You hop…Carelessly.
Always happy to walk in this defiled world
You are not scared of the dirt and the scattered shit
O! Blue Ballerinas, your curves resemble a smile
Coz they do smile when I look at them
The white stripes on your body are enchanting like a song
Sometimes, I feel they are like the waves of the ocean raging up and down
When those lovely little feet wear you
The Blue Ballerinas come alive
It’s like the wearer has infused her chirpiness and life in you
Has she, I am sure she has…
The cute Blue Ballerinas once met my shin bone
The contact was for a short period of time but a memorable one (ouch!)
The incident is unforgettable for the shin bone, as it fondly recalls the contact.
It was playful in its own sweet way
O! Blue Ballerinas, you will never grow old, you will never wear out
Coz thou shall hop carelessly forever.