{"id":1108,"date":"2012-02-08T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2012-02-08T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/a-tryst-at-nishat-bagh\/"},"modified":"2012-02-08T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2012-02-08T00:00:00","slug":"a-tryst-at-nishat-bagh","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/a-tryst-at-nishat-bagh\/","title":{"rendered":"A Tryst At Nishat Bagh"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When the world is cruelly indifferent<br \/>\nI come to Nishat Bagh<br \/>\nTo resolve my problems.<\/p>\n<p>Is this a garden of paradise?<br \/>\nOr just a garden<br \/>\nWhere people love to stroll and picnic?<\/p>\n<p>It is not a garden but a celestial pavilion,<br \/>\nFloating island of serenity and fullness,<br \/>\nWhere angels dance invisibly<br \/>\nAnd His presence is all around.<\/p>\n<p>Look at the fine-cut terraces,<br \/>\nNecklaced with a central canal,<br \/>\nStudded with a concatenation of fountains.<\/p>\n<p>Nishat would be just a beautiful garden<br \/>\nWithout the enigmatic splendor of Dal in front<br \/>\nAnd the brownish halo of Zabarwan behind it.<\/p>\n<p>Chinars beckon to eternity,<br \/>\nDaffodils have shed their shyness,<br \/>\nBleeding roses skew perception:<br \/>\nTheir bed looks a massacre at the frontline,<br \/>\nA medley of pansies titillates our sense of subdued elegance.<\/p>\n<p>I come here often to forget the world<br \/>\nAnd reckon the progress of man:<br \/>\nHow much addictive greed, false strife,<br \/>\nAnd tinsel success have we shed,<br \/>\nHow much are we near the wonder we were born?<\/p>\n<p>I meditate at Nishat on the sins of man &#8211;<br \/>\nA moment in time touching the infinite.<br \/>\nI have not lost faith in man<br \/>\nThat one day he will rise above his illusions,<br \/>\nAnd set himself free from material lust.<\/p>\n<p>Technology is smart<br \/>\nBut it has cut man off from nature and fellow man,<br \/>\nSnuffed the wonder of life,<br \/>\nDarkened the light of God.<\/p>\n<p>Nishat Bagh is the culmination of our hopes,<br \/>\nTranscending dreams,<br \/>\nIgniting a world of spirit.<\/p>\n<p>It is a visual aura beckoning to a mysterious unknown,<br \/>\nI have a tryst at Nishat with a hope that man will change<br \/>\nAnd rise above his earthly creed.<\/p>\n<p>Suffern,<br \/> New York, <br \/>February 8, 2012<br \/>\nwww.Kaulscorner.com<br \/>\nmaharaj.kaul@yahoo.com<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When the world is cruelly indifferent I come to Nishat Bagh To resolve my problems. Is this a garden of paradise? Or just a garden Where people love to stroll&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[27],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-1108","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-poems"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1108","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1108"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1108\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1108"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1108"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1108"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}