Amidst nature is such a wonder,
Feels like lightning with a thunder,
Yet inside is so calm-n-composed,
Like a dove in its’ pose.
Natural is the instinct to love,
Fondness of the heart can not be shoved,
I feel the trembling once again,
Receiver or giver, its’ a pain.
Love has lost its’ meaning,
For it is no longer a feeling,
Age, gender and thousands other restrictions,
My heart refuses to take such constrictions.
Where love triggers,
Where care figures,
Where joy resides,
Where nothing subsides,
Where questions end with an exclamation,
Where it is not-all communication,
Where doubt surrenders,
Where silence prospers,
There dwells my affection,
Beyond the measures of menial attraction.
Here, I take on the world another time,
Giving what it takes to shine,
Love is my core,
It will always give you more.
Let your logic rest,
For it is a pest,
Heart wishes to adore,
All needs please ignore.
The universal language,
Attached without any baggage,
The unconditional progression,
It is a beautiful sensation.
Take a plunge,
Forget the rest,
Experience the beauty magnified,
It can never leave you terrified.
Waves of the same ocean,
Not many comprehend with their vision,
Superficiality forms ignorance,
Leading us away from coherence.
Feel blessed,
I am a part of your quest,
Sense the dearness with each soul,
Love is what frees making you whole…
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
Sun-n-Moon
:-) Hmmm… another one on Moon! My friend says, I would soon be a Lunatic, for my affinity for Moon is only increasing but am I not one, already!!! So, I run no risk ;-) Now that winters are here, people, especially here in Delhi, long to sit in the sunshine; though it is not really appreciated most of the year…
Sun is the centre of our existence and provides us new hopes and a beautiful day to look forward to… :-) It is the magnificent power that moves the world. Countries without the sight of sun are considered gloomy and depressing… it is absolutely an indispensable part of our lives, sometimes wanted, sometimes ignored but usually around.
Then as the day turns into a night, sun shows up in a smaller, less powerful and a prettier vision, in the form of a moon… :-) :-) the symbol of purity, peace, romance, spirituality is what I perceive it to be. Scientifically, the moon does not even have a light of its’ own, yet it is loved much more than the sun and the stars, which have their own luminosity!!! So much so, the stars around lose their presence when the moon strikes. It looks as if its’ ready to come down and converse with us, for it may have its’ series of romance to share… :-)
Day into night and night into day again, the earth does its’ work, well supported by the life force, Sun, and the life partner, Moon. One might not look incomplete without the other but is surely, more complete with each other.
The trio does wonders to us and is part of the bigger form, The Universe. They are not like humans, for one to live and survive, the other need not die; for one to win, the other need not loose!!! :-( They are aware of their shortcomings and know their strengths better, more so, what moves them is the belief, the belief that the power that goes with them can take care of them well beyond their capacity or even comprehension… The unshakeable faith, absolutely firm and deep rooted, is the assurance of the world moving as per their desire, for the Universe is working for them, every time, all the time…
And above all, they teach us to see all as one. We are all drops of the same ocean, being separated by time and space. The problem starts when time and space is given more importance than the source we come from. Humility moves them towards; arrogance moves us away, from the unified force. The global crisis of any kind is raised purely because of ignorance, ignorance of the sense of belongingness for each other. The rising uncertainty is the lack of faith in the entire mankind, what we forget is that we move with each other and for each other. As the gentleman in 2012 says, “Human means to care for each other” and here, we have lost sense of the basics, completely… its scary and sad. :-( We are One so feel at home :-) and we need to see the entire world as our family. As we give our immediate family unconditional love and consider them as ours, similar is the view required for the world as well. All is ours, not with greed but with love and we need to pamper them and nourish them, for We belong to the World and the entire World belongs to Us… :-)
Belongingness breeds care, care breeds love, love breeds understanding and understanding breeds a relationship. Standing on such strong foundation, relationship does not waver and there is vacuum enough not to let doubt creep in…
Have faith, love beyond measures and be comfortable wherever we may go, :-) as Mitch Albom said in his book: “strangers are just the people we haven’t met so far”. All part of the same force, connected by the roots under the ground, bow down and acknowledge.
Jai Gurudev! :-)
Sun is the centre of our existence and provides us new hopes and a beautiful day to look forward to… :-) It is the magnificent power that moves the world. Countries without the sight of sun are considered gloomy and depressing… it is absolutely an indispensable part of our lives, sometimes wanted, sometimes ignored but usually around.
Then as the day turns into a night, sun shows up in a smaller, less powerful and a prettier vision, in the form of a moon… :-) :-) the symbol of purity, peace, romance, spirituality is what I perceive it to be. Scientifically, the moon does not even have a light of its’ own, yet it is loved much more than the sun and the stars, which have their own luminosity!!! So much so, the stars around lose their presence when the moon strikes. It looks as if its’ ready to come down and converse with us, for it may have its’ series of romance to share… :-)
Day into night and night into day again, the earth does its’ work, well supported by the life force, Sun, and the life partner, Moon. One might not look incomplete without the other but is surely, more complete with each other.
The trio does wonders to us and is part of the bigger form, The Universe. They are not like humans, for one to live and survive, the other need not die; for one to win, the other need not loose!!! :-( They are aware of their shortcomings and know their strengths better, more so, what moves them is the belief, the belief that the power that goes with them can take care of them well beyond their capacity or even comprehension… The unshakeable faith, absolutely firm and deep rooted, is the assurance of the world moving as per their desire, for the Universe is working for them, every time, all the time…
And above all, they teach us to see all as one. We are all drops of the same ocean, being separated by time and space. The problem starts when time and space is given more importance than the source we come from. Humility moves them towards; arrogance moves us away, from the unified force. The global crisis of any kind is raised purely because of ignorance, ignorance of the sense of belongingness for each other. The rising uncertainty is the lack of faith in the entire mankind, what we forget is that we move with each other and for each other. As the gentleman in 2012 says, “Human means to care for each other” and here, we have lost sense of the basics, completely… its scary and sad. :-( We are One so feel at home :-) and we need to see the entire world as our family. As we give our immediate family unconditional love and consider them as ours, similar is the view required for the world as well. All is ours, not with greed but with love and we need to pamper them and nourish them, for We belong to the World and the entire World belongs to Us… :-)
Belongingness breeds care, care breeds love, love breeds understanding and understanding breeds a relationship. Standing on such strong foundation, relationship does not waver and there is vacuum enough not to let doubt creep in…
Have faith, love beyond measures and be comfortable wherever we may go, :-) as Mitch Albom said in his book: “strangers are just the people we haven’t met so far”. All part of the same force, connected by the roots under the ground, bow down and acknowledge.
Jai Gurudev! :-)
Thursday, October 22, 2009
मेरा नाम...
वो आया मेरे पास, चेहरे पर लिए घबराहट,
मैंने कदम भद्धाया, लिए इन होटों पर मुस्कराहट,
अनकहा सा एक रिश्ता,
जिसमें दोनों का रहा हिस्सा।
वक्त गुज़रता गया,
साँसों का कारवां बनता गया,
ज़रूरत, प्यार और प्यार बनी आदत,
आदत की करी उसने खूब वकालत।
मैं उससे जुड़ती गई,
उसके साथ हर कदम चलती गई,
मोहब्बत का जज़बा बढ़ता रहा,
वक्त बेवक्त वो मुझे भूलता रहा।
लिया हर हुकुम सर-आंखों पर,
किया सब कुर्बान उसके dar,
उसका सोचा हर विचार,
किया सच्चा मैंने मेरे यार...
कभी इश्क की एक निगाह उसकी,
कभी तानो की जुबां उसकी,
सितम उसके रहे सदा कबूल,
उन राहो पे चलना है मुझे मंज़ूर।
मैंने कदम भद्धाया, लिए इन होटों पर मुस्कराहट,
अनकहा सा एक रिश्ता,
जिसमें दोनों का रहा हिस्सा।
वक्त गुज़रता गया,
साँसों का कारवां बनता गया,
ज़रूरत, प्यार और प्यार बनी आदत,
आदत की करी उसने खूब वकालत।
मैं उससे जुड़ती गई,
उसके साथ हर कदम चलती गई,
मोहब्बत का जज़बा बढ़ता रहा,
वक्त बेवक्त वो मुझे भूलता रहा।
लिया हर हुकुम सर-आंखों पर,
किया सब कुर्बान उसके dar,
उसका सोचा हर विचार,
किया सच्चा मैंने मेरे यार...
कभी इश्क की एक निगाह उसकी,
कभी तानो की जुबां उसकी,
सितम उसके रहे सदा कबूल,
उन राहो पे चलना है मुझे मंज़ूर।
कटपुतली उसके हाथो की मैं हूँ बनती,
बेखबर समझता नहीं उसके नज़रिए की गलती,
आइना मैं उसका,
पहचान वो मेरी।
करनी तेरी बंध्गी,
मेरा नाम ज़िन्दगी।
Sunday, October 18, 2009
A line from Verlaine...
“I’ll never now recall, there is a street nearby from which my footsteps are barred, there is a mirror that has looked its’ last on my face, here is a door, I have closed for the final time. Amongst the books in my library,
these are some I will never open again.”
these are some I will never open again.”
Friday, October 9, 2009
ग़ज़ल का एक हिस्सा...
मुझको भी तरकीब सिखदे यार जुलाहे,
अक्सर मैंने देखा है कि
ताना बुनते
जब कोई धागा टूट गया या खत्म हुआ,
फिर से बाँध कर एक और सिरा,
कुछ जोड़ के उसमे,
आगे बुनने लगते हो :
तेरे इस ताने में लेकिन एक भी गाँठ- गिरह
बुनकर कि, ढूंढ नहीं सकता है कोई ।
मैंने तो एक बार बुना था एक ही रिश्ता लेकिन
उसकी सारी गिरहें साफ़ नज़र आती हैं,
मेरे यार जुलाहे...
मुझको भी तरकीब सिखदे यार जुलाहे ।
अक्सर मैंने देखा है कि
ताना बुनते
जब कोई धागा टूट गया या खत्म हुआ,
फिर से बाँध कर एक और सिरा,
कुछ जोड़ के उसमे,
आगे बुनने लगते हो :
तेरे इस ताने में लेकिन एक भी गाँठ- गिरह
बुनकर कि, ढूंढ नहीं सकता है कोई ।
मैंने तो एक बार बुना था एक ही रिश्ता लेकिन
उसकी सारी गिरहें साफ़ नज़र आती हैं,
मेरे यार जुलाहे...
मुझको भी तरकीब सिखदे यार जुलाहे ।
Monday, September 21, 2009
ADJUST A LITTLE
Times immemorial children have been taught to adjust/compromise/be judicious… Never have the Generations failed to pass on the legacy of advices, the most common and repetitive being- one has to adjust in life, make a lot of compromises and everyone does not get everything, so on and so forth…
And education and peer just strengthened the lesson; of course the experience of life reiterates this fact all the time, thereby making it a part of our belief system, unshakeable and unchangeable for centuries to come.
Wake up; let us do a reality check!!! It is a world, rather a universe, of abundance and not of scarcity. Every available (and non-available yet perceivable) thing is there, and will be there in plenty, literally forever. I mean sunlight will be there till the time we need it, plants will, for eternity, give out oxygen, rains will always balance out the heat received by a region over a period of time.
Hold on, this definitely does not mean we become complacent and do not respect these things. Apparently, these require the greatest respect and humble gratitude from our side, a constant reminder to self, as these being indispensable and hence their prime importance. People come and go and human beings adjust to reality sooner or later but can we actually imagine a world without sunlight? Oxygen?!! Nah…
Probably it is this attitude of “taken for granted” that a constant fear has been fed in our mind of resources being scarce. But awareness tells an entirely different story.
In the world of today, it is obviously required to be judicious- judicious with usage of water, oil etc for they might run out and the generations to come would just hear them as mere words in stories as we do of the Empire and wealth of our Bharat.
Also, let us peep through emotions. What is that which is scarce? Don’t we have enough love to give to all around us? Is love as an emotion scarce? I don’t think so. We are an ocean of love, what is required is to uncover the veil of the mental blocks and love people and all around us all over again. Is it that difficult? Perhaps not… we have become too sacred to love, for the fear of losing the other self or at times, even ourselves. Often we heard people saying, don’t laugh too much, for you will have to cry soon- is life that unfair!? Are we trying to put Newtons’ Third Law in practice here- Every Action Has an Equal and Opposite Reaction!! I mean how? We have deep rooted fear of the theory- life would balance out and since we have had our share of joys, we would have to face sorrows as well.
Perhaps sadness and its’ experience is important for our soul to grow and mature to the next level but definitely, it is not because sadness follows happiness.
Happiness is in abundance and knows no boundaries; all that is required is an open heart, with non-interrupting brain, to enjoy the finer things of life and the emotions to being a living being.
Come, let’s plunge into the pool of happiness, love, gratitude without the fear of drowning…
And education and peer just strengthened the lesson; of course the experience of life reiterates this fact all the time, thereby making it a part of our belief system, unshakeable and unchangeable for centuries to come.
Wake up; let us do a reality check!!! It is a world, rather a universe, of abundance and not of scarcity. Every available (and non-available yet perceivable) thing is there, and will be there in plenty, literally forever. I mean sunlight will be there till the time we need it, plants will, for eternity, give out oxygen, rains will always balance out the heat received by a region over a period of time.
Hold on, this definitely does not mean we become complacent and do not respect these things. Apparently, these require the greatest respect and humble gratitude from our side, a constant reminder to self, as these being indispensable and hence their prime importance. People come and go and human beings adjust to reality sooner or later but can we actually imagine a world without sunlight? Oxygen?!! Nah…
Probably it is this attitude of “taken for granted” that a constant fear has been fed in our mind of resources being scarce. But awareness tells an entirely different story.
In the world of today, it is obviously required to be judicious- judicious with usage of water, oil etc for they might run out and the generations to come would just hear them as mere words in stories as we do of the Empire and wealth of our Bharat.
Also, let us peep through emotions. What is that which is scarce? Don’t we have enough love to give to all around us? Is love as an emotion scarce? I don’t think so. We are an ocean of love, what is required is to uncover the veil of the mental blocks and love people and all around us all over again. Is it that difficult? Perhaps not… we have become too sacred to love, for the fear of losing the other self or at times, even ourselves. Often we heard people saying, don’t laugh too much, for you will have to cry soon- is life that unfair!? Are we trying to put Newtons’ Third Law in practice here- Every Action Has an Equal and Opposite Reaction!! I mean how? We have deep rooted fear of the theory- life would balance out and since we have had our share of joys, we would have to face sorrows as well.
Perhaps sadness and its’ experience is important for our soul to grow and mature to the next level but definitely, it is not because sadness follows happiness.
Happiness is in abundance and knows no boundaries; all that is required is an open heart, with non-interrupting brain, to enjoy the finer things of life and the emotions to being a living being.
Come, let’s plunge into the pool of happiness, love, gratitude without the fear of drowning…
Thursday, August 13, 2009
MOON- SIFAR SE SIFAR TAK… FROM NIL TO FULL
Moon and its romance have always fascinated me. We can talk till either of us is visible. :-) I can keep my eyes on it the entire night and no even the brightest star can take my attention away… such beauty this little circle has.
It happened to be a full moon night when I was searching for my dear friend and it caught my attention in a split of a second. Actually, I didn’t need to search for it even! It was right there, waiting for me, to have a look, to talk to it, to appreciate its’ flawless beauty... It was a full moon, with no part missing, making it a complete circle, as if drawn perfectly with a compass by a Professor of Geometry! ;-)
To add to its’ beauty was the aura surrounding it, protecting it from running away on its way to romance or from being hid as the dawn approaches… the aura made it all inclusive. It was one of the most wonderful sights for any eye. With the arrogance of a princess and an innocence of a child, it stood tall lighting the entire world…
The following night, it was not to be seen anywhere. It seemed as if the veil of darkness roofed it as well. After a full bloom, it chose to hide itself. It became a dark moonless night, a night where the stars lost their shimmer and refuse to shine in the absence of their lover. So strange, a moon doesn’t even have a light of its’ own and yet has the capability to lit the whole sky and the star, in spite of having their own luminosity, could not match up to that of the moon.
Starting day two, just an iota is seen. It seems as if it is playing hide and seek. It can feel it is being missed and like a naughty child, refuses to come but is looking from a corner and enjoying the scene where it is looked for…
A crescent is finally here. Slowly and gradually, it is a quarter of its’ size now. Well, a reduced size definitely doesn’t mean reduced beauty! It still looks splendid and give glows like a teenager’ face when she falls in love the first time. ;-)
Similar to a natural growth process, from a crescent; it becomes a semi-circle. It has completed half its’ journey and is in no hurry to reach its’ destination, for it knows the destination is just the beginning of another journey…
It takes its’ own time to grow and is nurtured well by the Space। Slowly but surely it gets to the full circle again, but not even for a moment, it compromises on its’ beauty and it takes no shortcuts to reach the personification of serenity. Unlike us- in a hurry always; forever running; it looks even if Heavens stop us; we would ignore and run, run and run. I am not really sure, run towards or away…
The magnificence of this full moon is definitely the best moment of its’ life, so glorious and attractive, such awe-inspiring yet so humble and calm…
It completes the voyage of being nil to being full in a short span of time and then starts off again, sooner than we even wake up in our lives…
P.S. - for people in Delhi, NCR, take your loved one on a drive to NH8 on a full moon night and enjoy- it shares the story of its’ love as you romance… Carpe diem ;-)
It happened to be a full moon night when I was searching for my dear friend and it caught my attention in a split of a second. Actually, I didn’t need to search for it even! It was right there, waiting for me, to have a look, to talk to it, to appreciate its’ flawless beauty... It was a full moon, with no part missing, making it a complete circle, as if drawn perfectly with a compass by a Professor of Geometry! ;-)
To add to its’ beauty was the aura surrounding it, protecting it from running away on its way to romance or from being hid as the dawn approaches… the aura made it all inclusive. It was one of the most wonderful sights for any eye. With the arrogance of a princess and an innocence of a child, it stood tall lighting the entire world…
The following night, it was not to be seen anywhere. It seemed as if the veil of darkness roofed it as well. After a full bloom, it chose to hide itself. It became a dark moonless night, a night where the stars lost their shimmer and refuse to shine in the absence of their lover. So strange, a moon doesn’t even have a light of its’ own and yet has the capability to lit the whole sky and the star, in spite of having their own luminosity, could not match up to that of the moon.
Starting day two, just an iota is seen. It seems as if it is playing hide and seek. It can feel it is being missed and like a naughty child, refuses to come but is looking from a corner and enjoying the scene where it is looked for…
A crescent is finally here. Slowly and gradually, it is a quarter of its’ size now. Well, a reduced size definitely doesn’t mean reduced beauty! It still looks splendid and give glows like a teenager’ face when she falls in love the first time. ;-)
Similar to a natural growth process, from a crescent; it becomes a semi-circle. It has completed half its’ journey and is in no hurry to reach its’ destination, for it knows the destination is just the beginning of another journey…
It takes its’ own time to grow and is nurtured well by the Space। Slowly but surely it gets to the full circle again, but not even for a moment, it compromises on its’ beauty and it takes no shortcuts to reach the personification of serenity. Unlike us- in a hurry always; forever running; it looks even if Heavens stop us; we would ignore and run, run and run. I am not really sure, run towards or away…
The magnificence of this full moon is definitely the best moment of its’ life, so glorious and attractive, such awe-inspiring yet so humble and calm…
It completes the voyage of being nil to being full in a short span of time and then starts off again, sooner than we even wake up in our lives…
P.S. - for people in Delhi, NCR, take your loved one on a drive to NH8 on a full moon night and enjoy- it shares the story of its’ love as you romance… Carpe diem ;-)
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
cOuNtLeSs PiEcEs Of My HeArT
Life is a wonderful journey with love as its shadow and the siblings of joy, compassion, enthusiasm forming the links. Our life is and can not be in isolation. As a matter of fact, when we say I- it just can’t be referred to I- Me- Myself… Creator made us a complex body and a simple mind; in the modern era, somehow this got reversed! ;-) We are not just a body-mind-soul game; we are a complete phenomenon. Life would cease to exist, universe would come to a halt without us. Such is the importance of “WE” in the cosmos… J
Our life is a series of events, each event is influenced and shaped by the people who have- been with us all along; and those who played a brief role in our lives and went ahead. But this chemical reaction of our life with people is complete only with the catalyst of our inner mind, our belief system, our experiences, so on and so forth.
I think life is only as far (or as back!!) as our memory goes… love, protection, care, compassion, support, empathy is our core, it is our basic nature. Life is so lifeless without the oxygen of these emotions in our life.
As the world rejoiced in my coming to earth, I was rather sad… I cried. Cried because it was a strange world and I didn’t know a single soul. As soon as I came out of my mothers’ womb, I had to breathe. It took a lot of effort. Till now, my mum did everything for me! I cried when I felt hungry, it was a new and an empty feeling that had not been experienced before. My mother took care of me in totality!! It was a beautiful world inside, where everything was taken care of and all I had to do is rest. I grew on my own with no attempt being made. There was no need to stress my memory as only one, pure soul was known to me, my mothers’ J Such was the serenity in my world but here, faces are happy but I don’t recognise anyone of them!!
I am what my mother is, I am her part and my heart is from her heart. Times changed and I grew up. I passed various stages from a pampered child to a rebellious teenager to a responsible citizen. Did you see that? My world changed as I was growing- from only my mother and I; my world expanded to my parents and then my family; as a teenager, it was a bunch of people I liked and loads of friends further a transformation with a few people, countable friends, my family, community and The Higher Self.
The first expression which I learnt from my mother was that of love. Mothers are undoubtedly the epitome of love and mine is no exception… I gave what I got, I got a lot of love from everyone around me and I passed it on to people of my world. A child is ignorant of the game of the mind, and doesn’t believe in the theory of give and take but so is life, the barter system starts the moment you are born and goes on till you breathe the last.
Love is what moves the world and heart is what gives it the direction. From my parents to my family to my teachers to my friends to each and every person I interacted with, I gave them love, love enough my heart desired. In the beginning, without the desire of getting the same intensity and degree back but mid way realised the importance of the game of give-and-take.
So as my life progressed, each person I shared a connection with, I gave love and I got it back. As we mentioned about the barter system, I gave a portion of my heart and got back a portion of his/her heart. Every time, I came across someone to hold onto, I gave a piece of my heart and in return, the love in that person gave back a piece of their heart.
All souls are pure and love is the backbone of every life. Without love, even plants crumple and trees fall… therefore, there was the same emotion in every heart I got back- the pieces of heart given are of varied sizes, shapes and colour. Size as it is not a compulsion for someone to love me as much as I do; shapes as I might have loved the person from “the bottom of my heart” (pun intended!) but since, his/her “bottom” is already being taken, I might get another shape! Colour may be different as well- a pure heart, unadulterated by the finesse of the mind would be red in colour, naive like a child and a conditioned heart could be pink or white…
As I look back the path travelled, my heart is not one but made of numerous pieces joined together by the glue of love and giving. Each portion is an ocean of love with a handful of learning.
Only a small piece of the original sculpture remains, rest is all new, forever changing and getting newer with each person I bond with…
Hence, a lucky soul is what I call myself to have realised the opportunity to have countless pieces of my heart; each one of us have the chance of experience this bliss but a few venture out and enjoy the somersaults of our heart, his/her heart and the new heart…
Our life is a series of events, each event is influenced and shaped by the people who have- been with us all along; and those who played a brief role in our lives and went ahead. But this chemical reaction of our life with people is complete only with the catalyst of our inner mind, our belief system, our experiences, so on and so forth.
I think life is only as far (or as back!!) as our memory goes… love, protection, care, compassion, support, empathy is our core, it is our basic nature. Life is so lifeless without the oxygen of these emotions in our life.
As the world rejoiced in my coming to earth, I was rather sad… I cried. Cried because it was a strange world and I didn’t know a single soul. As soon as I came out of my mothers’ womb, I had to breathe. It took a lot of effort. Till now, my mum did everything for me! I cried when I felt hungry, it was a new and an empty feeling that had not been experienced before. My mother took care of me in totality!! It was a beautiful world inside, where everything was taken care of and all I had to do is rest. I grew on my own with no attempt being made. There was no need to stress my memory as only one, pure soul was known to me, my mothers’ J Such was the serenity in my world but here, faces are happy but I don’t recognise anyone of them!!
I am what my mother is, I am her part and my heart is from her heart. Times changed and I grew up. I passed various stages from a pampered child to a rebellious teenager to a responsible citizen. Did you see that? My world changed as I was growing- from only my mother and I; my world expanded to my parents and then my family; as a teenager, it was a bunch of people I liked and loads of friends further a transformation with a few people, countable friends, my family, community and The Higher Self.
The first expression which I learnt from my mother was that of love. Mothers are undoubtedly the epitome of love and mine is no exception… I gave what I got, I got a lot of love from everyone around me and I passed it on to people of my world. A child is ignorant of the game of the mind, and doesn’t believe in the theory of give and take but so is life, the barter system starts the moment you are born and goes on till you breathe the last.
Love is what moves the world and heart is what gives it the direction. From my parents to my family to my teachers to my friends to each and every person I interacted with, I gave them love, love enough my heart desired. In the beginning, without the desire of getting the same intensity and degree back but mid way realised the importance of the game of give-and-take.
So as my life progressed, each person I shared a connection with, I gave love and I got it back. As we mentioned about the barter system, I gave a portion of my heart and got back a portion of his/her heart. Every time, I came across someone to hold onto, I gave a piece of my heart and in return, the love in that person gave back a piece of their heart.
All souls are pure and love is the backbone of every life. Without love, even plants crumple and trees fall… therefore, there was the same emotion in every heart I got back- the pieces of heart given are of varied sizes, shapes and colour. Size as it is not a compulsion for someone to love me as much as I do; shapes as I might have loved the person from “the bottom of my heart” (pun intended!) but since, his/her “bottom” is already being taken, I might get another shape! Colour may be different as well- a pure heart, unadulterated by the finesse of the mind would be red in colour, naive like a child and a conditioned heart could be pink or white…
As I look back the path travelled, my heart is not one but made of numerous pieces joined together by the glue of love and giving. Each portion is an ocean of love with a handful of learning.
Only a small piece of the original sculpture remains, rest is all new, forever changing and getting newer with each person I bond with…
Hence, a lucky soul is what I call myself to have realised the opportunity to have countless pieces of my heart; each one of us have the chance of experience this bliss but a few venture out and enjoy the somersaults of our heart, his/her heart and the new heart…
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
जहाँ मैं ख़तम, वही उनकी शुरुवात
बजी एक धुन सी इस मन में थी,
लगा की पहली बार एक एहसास जागा हैं,
अपनी चाहत की और मैं बढ़ता गया,
बिना कुछ सोचे ख्वाब बुनता गया।
पहली सी अब न वो रातें थी,
सूरज की रौशनी अब जगमगाती थी और
चंदा की चाँदनी दिल लुभाती थी,
मेरी खुशी में शामिल हुआ सारा जहाँ।
शुरुवात थी उनकी पर
अपनी जिंदगी का हिस्सा मैं देता गया,
ज़रूरतें थी उनकी पर
ख़ुद को उनको मैं सौंपता गया,
बिन बोले हर उम्मीद पर उनकी
खरा मैं उतरता गया…
वो अपने लोग छूटे,
यह दुनिया छूती,
पर ना समझ पाया,
जो उनके दिल में था…
वक्त गुजरता रहा,
हर लम्हा मैं आगे बढ़ता रहा,
एक दिन जागा जब नींद से,
बस मैं देखता ही रहा-
उनकी बसी वो नई जिंदगी,
जिसमे मेरे लिए जगह कभी थी ही नही…
जाग जाता अगर ख्वाब से पहले ही,
इस दिल के टुकड़े अभी तक मैं समेटता नाह...
गम पहले से है अब ज्यादा,
पर वो कहाँ समझे मेरा कोई वादा,
हाल उसका ना मुझ सा है,
लम्हे बीतें हुए मैं याद करता हूँ…
शिकवा नहीं उनसे,
ख़ुद से शिकायत है मुझे,
उन्होंने की दिल्लगी,
इस पागल दिल ने उसको दिल-की-लगी बना लिया…
लगा की पहली बार एक एहसास जागा हैं,
अपनी चाहत की और मैं बढ़ता गया,
बिना कुछ सोचे ख्वाब बुनता गया।
पहली सी अब न वो रातें थी,
सूरज की रौशनी अब जगमगाती थी और
चंदा की चाँदनी दिल लुभाती थी,
मेरी खुशी में शामिल हुआ सारा जहाँ।
शुरुवात थी उनकी पर
अपनी जिंदगी का हिस्सा मैं देता गया,
ज़रूरतें थी उनकी पर
ख़ुद को उनको मैं सौंपता गया,
बिन बोले हर उम्मीद पर उनकी
खरा मैं उतरता गया…
वो अपने लोग छूटे,
यह दुनिया छूती,
पर ना समझ पाया,
जो उनके दिल में था…
वक्त गुजरता रहा,
हर लम्हा मैं आगे बढ़ता रहा,
एक दिन जागा जब नींद से,
बस मैं देखता ही रहा-
उनकी बसी वो नई जिंदगी,
जिसमे मेरे लिए जगह कभी थी ही नही…
जाग जाता अगर ख्वाब से पहले ही,
इस दिल के टुकड़े अभी तक मैं समेटता नाह...
गम पहले से है अब ज्यादा,
पर वो कहाँ समझे मेरा कोई वादा,
हाल उसका ना मुझ सा है,
लम्हे बीतें हुए मैं याद करता हूँ…
शिकवा नहीं उनसे,
ख़ुद से शिकायत है मुझे,
उन्होंने की दिल्लगी,
इस पागल दिल ने उसको दिल-की-लगी बना लिया…
“A Moon, Two Stars”- A Story
Life moved on and was taking its natural course, just then, another star entered a moons’ life…
In retrospect, moon was happy with his life, or should I say extremely satisfied. The star of his life took care of everything and was the perfect partner for him, both deriving their light and energy from each other but actually, from the invisible sun.
As they settled in their lives, romance dimmed and realities took shape, they moved from love to responsibilities and the daily chores…
Little did they know what was in store for them!
Moon is a happy-go-lucky cool chap and had a good life so far. A guy with good intentions, social yet homely, emotional and yes, quiet an introvert! True, he is an introvert. He would never talk his heart out and would wait for the perfect match to happen and then you can’t stop him! He talks endlessly with such innocence that you can’t help but listen… Listen to stories of how he grew up; listen to what he thinks of work and his talks of his feelings for his near-and-dear-ones go on incessantly.
Look up the sky and today what we see is a moon and two stars. No one realised, none of the three, the addition of the new star!! It belonged to another galaxy and had light of her own. She was daring, pretty, gifted, suave with boundless care for the universe and its being, bubbly and forever ready to face and enjoy the challenges and live life king size come what may…
The moon instantly fell in love with her and like a magnet, got attracted to her in no time. Her charismatic ways attracted him. The star fell for him too; I guess cosmos wrote such a tragic turn in her life… for a season, a reason or a lifetime!
The new found romance for the moon reminded him of his youth and bought the same zest. It was, for him, a cassette being played in re-wind. He began to blossom in her arms and looked for reasons to stay longer. She went on to discover the path of love and forgot the thorns of this visibly attractive rose… she indeed of a mirror image of what he was a few years back.
Was it love? Yes is what she thought. The new star always heard others falling in (and out of!) love but she had experienced it for the first time. It all seemed real and perfect. Their compatibility was truly splendid; they could chat for nights together and feel as if they have not uttered a word! Such was the magic was love… They forgot the reality of life.
The Universe puts them through tests as well, like us and they have to pass them, like us, to graduate to the next level of life. The only difference being it is with distinction that you graduate else you suffer till your sufferance can’t suffer more…
Time flew, the star forgot it belonged to another galaxy and had responsibilities there, the planets and the satellites continued to suffer in her absence. She meant great value to her entire family and was indispensible for them! But she forgot, the aura of love captured her and kept her closely tied to him and far from her family and even herself. In reality, she had forgotten herself for him.
When he would be with her, his child-like enthusiasm popped up and persisted till they stayed together. None wanted to let go of each other. And they were, indeed, a perfect blend…
Intimacy could not even imagine how intimate they become in virtually no time. They seemed inseparable; from the time that moon saw her the first time till now.
A tough call had to be taken. The moon could not carry on, by deceiving the earlier star of his life! It was not her fault if he went astray! But he focused only on the old star and didn’t pay attention to the new one; on introspecting, she could still be at fault but the new star definitely wasn’t! Sacrifice is an indissoluble part of life but is only fair when both contribute but here, only our new star had to sacrifice… sacrifice her love, her life and above all, her spirit to live, she had to die for them to stay together and fall in love again! It was on her coffin that the moon would build a castle for his old star, his love.
Yes definitely, it was not easy for them to go on, go on like this forever. They belonged to different galaxies and had no connection whatsoever, apart of this loose thread of love they tied themselves to… for them to be together; they had to discover a new universe, a new paradigm. Love doesn’t take no for an answer. It is at this point that the moon stared in his heart and found he never loved the new star. He just went on, went on for the comfort he got, went on for the feelings he expressed- it was convenience and loneliness- what a fool love has been made! It failed to acknowledge the downfall, felt cheated and could not write its’ destiny the way it wanted and therefore, in no way, could stop heavy sobs that made it breathless!
Love took the new star away from the moon, for it could not see a loss for self. Star didn’t realise what stuck her and could not fathom the fact she now faced. Moon moved back to his life so smoothly as if he never ventured out! Her trust shattered and love took care of her in her most troubled times, by disguising as her family and nurtured her fondly.
The moon was happy and instantly found comfort in his old place and breathes this feeling of being free… She moved back to her galaxy for they needed her and more than that, she came too far from them. Here with the moon, she felt indifference taking shape, things weren’t the same anymore. She could not even look into his eyes straight and failed to utter a word, for her lips trembled and her eyes watered as she could feel the misery of yesterday’ (past) ordeal of making love with him. Pain became more painful and despair more frozen for her.
Tomorrow, the sun will rise as it did yesterday and nature will not forget to perform its’ prettiest operations and he would remain as far as he never was…
Life moved on and as you gaze at the sky, there remains only one moon and its’ star…
Her failure in love keeps haunting her but love still loves her a lot. And she thinks to herself often, “Having taken such pains to bring me down like a rare fruit from the topmost branch of the tree, what does he mean by throwing the fruit away so ruthlessly.”
In retrospect, moon was happy with his life, or should I say extremely satisfied. The star of his life took care of everything and was the perfect partner for him, both deriving their light and energy from each other but actually, from the invisible sun.
As they settled in their lives, romance dimmed and realities took shape, they moved from love to responsibilities and the daily chores…
Little did they know what was in store for them!
Moon is a happy-go-lucky cool chap and had a good life so far. A guy with good intentions, social yet homely, emotional and yes, quiet an introvert! True, he is an introvert. He would never talk his heart out and would wait for the perfect match to happen and then you can’t stop him! He talks endlessly with such innocence that you can’t help but listen… Listen to stories of how he grew up; listen to what he thinks of work and his talks of his feelings for his near-and-dear-ones go on incessantly.
Look up the sky and today what we see is a moon and two stars. No one realised, none of the three, the addition of the new star!! It belonged to another galaxy and had light of her own. She was daring, pretty, gifted, suave with boundless care for the universe and its being, bubbly and forever ready to face and enjoy the challenges and live life king size come what may…
The moon instantly fell in love with her and like a magnet, got attracted to her in no time. Her charismatic ways attracted him. The star fell for him too; I guess cosmos wrote such a tragic turn in her life… for a season, a reason or a lifetime!
The new found romance for the moon reminded him of his youth and bought the same zest. It was, for him, a cassette being played in re-wind. He began to blossom in her arms and looked for reasons to stay longer. She went on to discover the path of love and forgot the thorns of this visibly attractive rose… she indeed of a mirror image of what he was a few years back.
Was it love? Yes is what she thought. The new star always heard others falling in (and out of!) love but she had experienced it for the first time. It all seemed real and perfect. Their compatibility was truly splendid; they could chat for nights together and feel as if they have not uttered a word! Such was the magic was love… They forgot the reality of life.
The Universe puts them through tests as well, like us and they have to pass them, like us, to graduate to the next level of life. The only difference being it is with distinction that you graduate else you suffer till your sufferance can’t suffer more…
Time flew, the star forgot it belonged to another galaxy and had responsibilities there, the planets and the satellites continued to suffer in her absence. She meant great value to her entire family and was indispensible for them! But she forgot, the aura of love captured her and kept her closely tied to him and far from her family and even herself. In reality, she had forgotten herself for him.
When he would be with her, his child-like enthusiasm popped up and persisted till they stayed together. None wanted to let go of each other. And they were, indeed, a perfect blend…
Intimacy could not even imagine how intimate they become in virtually no time. They seemed inseparable; from the time that moon saw her the first time till now.
A tough call had to be taken. The moon could not carry on, by deceiving the earlier star of his life! It was not her fault if he went astray! But he focused only on the old star and didn’t pay attention to the new one; on introspecting, she could still be at fault but the new star definitely wasn’t! Sacrifice is an indissoluble part of life but is only fair when both contribute but here, only our new star had to sacrifice… sacrifice her love, her life and above all, her spirit to live, she had to die for them to stay together and fall in love again! It was on her coffin that the moon would build a castle for his old star, his love.
Yes definitely, it was not easy for them to go on, go on like this forever. They belonged to different galaxies and had no connection whatsoever, apart of this loose thread of love they tied themselves to… for them to be together; they had to discover a new universe, a new paradigm. Love doesn’t take no for an answer. It is at this point that the moon stared in his heart and found he never loved the new star. He just went on, went on for the comfort he got, went on for the feelings he expressed- it was convenience and loneliness- what a fool love has been made! It failed to acknowledge the downfall, felt cheated and could not write its’ destiny the way it wanted and therefore, in no way, could stop heavy sobs that made it breathless!
Love took the new star away from the moon, for it could not see a loss for self. Star didn’t realise what stuck her and could not fathom the fact she now faced. Moon moved back to his life so smoothly as if he never ventured out! Her trust shattered and love took care of her in her most troubled times, by disguising as her family and nurtured her fondly.
The moon was happy and instantly found comfort in his old place and breathes this feeling of being free… She moved back to her galaxy for they needed her and more than that, she came too far from them. Here with the moon, she felt indifference taking shape, things weren’t the same anymore. She could not even look into his eyes straight and failed to utter a word, for her lips trembled and her eyes watered as she could feel the misery of yesterday’ (past) ordeal of making love with him. Pain became more painful and despair more frozen for her.
Tomorrow, the sun will rise as it did yesterday and nature will not forget to perform its’ prettiest operations and he would remain as far as he never was…
Life moved on and as you gaze at the sky, there remains only one moon and its’ star…
Her failure in love keeps haunting her but love still loves her a lot. And she thinks to herself often, “Having taken such pains to bring me down like a rare fruit from the topmost branch of the tree, what does he mean by throwing the fruit away so ruthlessly.”
Saturday, July 25, 2009
REALITY IS RELATIVE…
In the cosmos, only 5% things are absolute, rest is all relative। Life we live, emotions we feel, actions we do, love we give- all is relative। Or should I say an illusion….
Safely, 5% include what we call – sun, moon, stars, water, trees but how we interpret them is all relative. The significance attached to each being or its form is our interpretation of the world, perceived by us. What is observed by us needn’t be a reality and is not!
We spend a lifetime complaining and having grudges in relationships or against people but do those people actually exist? And if they do, aren’t all our connections virtual with them with probably just an iota of reality!?! And then do we exist?
Who am I? What is my identity? My name, my occupation, my job, my family………. Superficially, yes! But on introspecting, we realise the Gita Saar: “what did we bring with us that is lost? We did not bring anything, whatever we have, received from here and whatever we have given, given from here”. So nothing is ours and we don’t belong to anything...
Even the statement above is an example of a reality which is relative! I might believe in this and you might not! What is reality for you could be just a statement of no relevance for me or others around.
I compare this reality process to the various levels of relationship- passers- by, acquaintances, colleagues/classmates, friends, best buddies... something that I care a damn about or can’t even think to consider as REAL, falls into a passers- by category, they might wish to seek my attention, but I just walk past them. I might listen to a few things which is the reality for people around but I don’t let them settle in my mind since it just doesn’t CLICK, they are the acquaintances of my reality. The newspapers and the magazines and obviously, my latest best friend, internet ;-), are my classmates, I spend a lot of time with them, I filter the information received in my mind and then decide if I wish to view it at a later stage or not. They might represent reality for the masses but might not be enough to transform and make me discover the path I am SUPPOSE to follow but with classmates/ colleagues, I am ready to experiment!
My everyday experiences are my friends as they shape my reality and my opinions about life in general, friends, people, politics etc etc. I am who they are. That is the reality of my life which is so different from yours, his and everybody else’s. And hence, it is relative…
Ah! My best friends… my belief system and values, my core as I love calling, this is what MY REALITY IS! My reaction to people, my decisions I have taken and reached at this stage of life, above all; my ability (and the time taken!) to bounce back to life after a BIG challenge etc etc…
Truth for me could be deceiving for you, an illusion of someone loving you is enough for a soul to live its’ life but far from reality of living a complete life…
For me, what I think is what becomes real and NOT what is real is what I tend to think… this is MY RELATIVE REALITY, might not match yours…
C U :-)
Safely, 5% include what we call – sun, moon, stars, water, trees but how we interpret them is all relative. The significance attached to each being or its form is our interpretation of the world, perceived by us. What is observed by us needn’t be a reality and is not!
We spend a lifetime complaining and having grudges in relationships or against people but do those people actually exist? And if they do, aren’t all our connections virtual with them with probably just an iota of reality!?! And then do we exist?
Who am I? What is my identity? My name, my occupation, my job, my family………. Superficially, yes! But on introspecting, we realise the Gita Saar: “what did we bring with us that is lost? We did not bring anything, whatever we have, received from here and whatever we have given, given from here”. So nothing is ours and we don’t belong to anything...
Even the statement above is an example of a reality which is relative! I might believe in this and you might not! What is reality for you could be just a statement of no relevance for me or others around.
I compare this reality process to the various levels of relationship- passers- by, acquaintances, colleagues/classmates, friends, best buddies... something that I care a damn about or can’t even think to consider as REAL, falls into a passers- by category, they might wish to seek my attention, but I just walk past them. I might listen to a few things which is the reality for people around but I don’t let them settle in my mind since it just doesn’t CLICK, they are the acquaintances of my reality. The newspapers and the magazines and obviously, my latest best friend, internet ;-), are my classmates, I spend a lot of time with them, I filter the information received in my mind and then decide if I wish to view it at a later stage or not. They might represent reality for the masses but might not be enough to transform and make me discover the path I am SUPPOSE to follow but with classmates/ colleagues, I am ready to experiment!
My everyday experiences are my friends as they shape my reality and my opinions about life in general, friends, people, politics etc etc. I am who they are. That is the reality of my life which is so different from yours, his and everybody else’s. And hence, it is relative…
Ah! My best friends… my belief system and values, my core as I love calling, this is what MY REALITY IS! My reaction to people, my decisions I have taken and reached at this stage of life, above all; my ability (and the time taken!) to bounce back to life after a BIG challenge etc etc…
Truth for me could be deceiving for you, an illusion of someone loving you is enough for a soul to live its’ life but far from reality of living a complete life…
For me, what I think is what becomes real and NOT what is real is what I tend to think… this is MY RELATIVE REALITY, might not match yours…
C U :-)
Thursday, July 23, 2009
CaN I CoNtRiBuTe!?
Oblivious to the macro issues of the world, we are living an ignorant life. A life of just being self absorbed in “my life- my people- my job- my problems- my relationships”! Much centred around our beliefs and our efforts to make it better…
Can we actually make our lives better by just concentrating on our lives only?? I don’t think so……..
A famous author, David Hawkins, said in a book- “every act, thought and choice adds to a permanent mosaic; our decisions ripple through the universe of consciousness to affect the lives of all”. Therefore, each step that I take creates a wave and has an impact on the entire universe. This proves it is rather more important to make attempts towards a better life for self ;-) . Life, with its many shades, mostly grey, presents opportunities and poses challenges for us to live a fulfilling life. We need to make enough efforts and mould our lives according to our desires and it is possible! ;-) Opportunities knock our door more times than challenges but we hear it only when we wish to or should I say when we are more receptive!
Internal strength plays an indispensable role in shaping our contribution towards the society at large………. And I think it probably takes fewer efforts to “give” society than to “give” ourselves a fulfilling life…
The challenges posed by the global environment are more than ever- pollution, climate changes, terrorism, corruption along with the age-old poverty and discrimination….
There is no end to all of this is what my opinion is but does that mean we don’t even initiate a step towards change?? I don’t want to get involved, I have a family to look after, It doesn’t affect my health, Who wants to add to the mess- are the statements I hear from people around (and I must confess I say these as well, at times) :-( but who will, if we wont!? It is our family and we have to have that connection for humanity, if nothing else. It is the bond of being humans that bind us all…….. Doesn’t it?
Developing economies like ours have to confront issues of the highest magnitude and it is of extreme importance that these are addressed, for our betterment and of that of the country and the world as a whole.
Education is the single-most factor which would improve things to a great extent at least for India. From an economy with largely rural unskilled workforce, we are sure to graduate to one of skilled workforce. An hour of teaching per week is what I am sure all of us can do, even the busiest person alive can definitely take out an hour to make a child study, which comes to 1 hour to spare out of 168 hours in a week. That is not asking for too much!! :-) we might think what will happen with just 1 hour a week. Believe me it is all that is required to make that change. When added up, it will lead to formation of a whole generation of educated and responsible citizens ready to represent the world.
Better education would lead to population control and would eradicate the centuries old disease of poverty……..
Well, it looks still feasible to be a catalyst of change for the not-so-privileged lot of the society but the real challenge comes when we think to mould the privileged lot, The Educated Strata of the society. Education bought with it over- confidence and ignorance of the highest order. No offence meant to anyone, but we are too involved with our own lives that we do not even spare a minute for anything else. Too sad- in a country where the Preamble of the constitution of the country says- secular- we still categorise people as Gujjus, Punjus, South Indians etc etc…….. and everyday, communal fights of minor degree but major consequences happen in various corners of the country…….. so sad and equally unfortunate!
Look at corruption- India is one of the leading countries in terms of corruption- nothing to be proud of! But who started it- we believe in passing the buck around- what to do, nothing happens without any connections, money is what talks etc etc … but aren’t we (our past generations!) the ones who started it?? It is the chicken-and-egg story…. But the bottomline is corruption exists because somebody offered someone bribe to complete something or someone asked someone to pay in black to complete something…….. so how do we put an end to it? With the pool of talent, who needs corruption and bribes to be the order to the day! A generation capable of running the entire definitely doesn’t!!
Environment is another area where our contribution is minimal or negative, if I may say so. We can’t even curtail the urge to keep a wrapper of the chewing gum in our car till we get home or till we find a dustbin to throw it!! I mean, really, how much effort would that require!? All that is required is awareness, awareness to keep our surroundings clean and yes, more importantly, a sense of belongingness. We never throw any waste in our bedrooms, do we? Yes, because it is OURS but the city, country is the Governments’, right??
One thought, a little act, is all that is vital, required to make a difference, required to make this world a better place to live in.
YeS, I cAn CoNtRiBuTe… :-)
Can we actually make our lives better by just concentrating on our lives only?? I don’t think so……..
A famous author, David Hawkins, said in a book- “every act, thought and choice adds to a permanent mosaic; our decisions ripple through the universe of consciousness to affect the lives of all”. Therefore, each step that I take creates a wave and has an impact on the entire universe. This proves it is rather more important to make attempts towards a better life for self ;-) . Life, with its many shades, mostly grey, presents opportunities and poses challenges for us to live a fulfilling life. We need to make enough efforts and mould our lives according to our desires and it is possible! ;-) Opportunities knock our door more times than challenges but we hear it only when we wish to or should I say when we are more receptive!
Internal strength plays an indispensable role in shaping our contribution towards the society at large………. And I think it probably takes fewer efforts to “give” society than to “give” ourselves a fulfilling life…
The challenges posed by the global environment are more than ever- pollution, climate changes, terrorism, corruption along with the age-old poverty and discrimination….
There is no end to all of this is what my opinion is but does that mean we don’t even initiate a step towards change?? I don’t want to get involved, I have a family to look after, It doesn’t affect my health, Who wants to add to the mess- are the statements I hear from people around (and I must confess I say these as well, at times) :-( but who will, if we wont!? It is our family and we have to have that connection for humanity, if nothing else. It is the bond of being humans that bind us all…….. Doesn’t it?
Developing economies like ours have to confront issues of the highest magnitude and it is of extreme importance that these are addressed, for our betterment and of that of the country and the world as a whole.
Education is the single-most factor which would improve things to a great extent at least for India. From an economy with largely rural unskilled workforce, we are sure to graduate to one of skilled workforce. An hour of teaching per week is what I am sure all of us can do, even the busiest person alive can definitely take out an hour to make a child study, which comes to 1 hour to spare out of 168 hours in a week. That is not asking for too much!! :-) we might think what will happen with just 1 hour a week. Believe me it is all that is required to make that change. When added up, it will lead to formation of a whole generation of educated and responsible citizens ready to represent the world.
Better education would lead to population control and would eradicate the centuries old disease of poverty……..
Well, it looks still feasible to be a catalyst of change for the not-so-privileged lot of the society but the real challenge comes when we think to mould the privileged lot, The Educated Strata of the society. Education bought with it over- confidence and ignorance of the highest order. No offence meant to anyone, but we are too involved with our own lives that we do not even spare a minute for anything else. Too sad- in a country where the Preamble of the constitution of the country says- secular- we still categorise people as Gujjus, Punjus, South Indians etc etc…….. and everyday, communal fights of minor degree but major consequences happen in various corners of the country…….. so sad and equally unfortunate!
Look at corruption- India is one of the leading countries in terms of corruption- nothing to be proud of! But who started it- we believe in passing the buck around- what to do, nothing happens without any connections, money is what talks etc etc … but aren’t we (our past generations!) the ones who started it?? It is the chicken-and-egg story…. But the bottomline is corruption exists because somebody offered someone bribe to complete something or someone asked someone to pay in black to complete something…….. so how do we put an end to it? With the pool of talent, who needs corruption and bribes to be the order to the day! A generation capable of running the entire definitely doesn’t!!
Environment is another area where our contribution is minimal or negative, if I may say so. We can’t even curtail the urge to keep a wrapper of the chewing gum in our car till we get home or till we find a dustbin to throw it!! I mean, really, how much effort would that require!? All that is required is awareness, awareness to keep our surroundings clean and yes, more importantly, a sense of belongingness. We never throw any waste in our bedrooms, do we? Yes, because it is OURS but the city, country is the Governments’, right??
One thought, a little act, is all that is vital, required to make a difference, required to make this world a better place to live in.
YeS, I cAn CoNtRiBuTe… :-)
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
वक्त के पन्ने कभी पलटते नहीं....
पाने की उन्हें नाह चाहत रही, नाह इंतज़ार रहा,
जलता हैं उम्मीद का दीया पर अब ऐतबार नाह रहा....
फुर्सत में बैठे यूं ही सोच लिया करते हैं,
बिना उनके भी तोह जिंदगी चल रही थी कभी....
दिल का करे भी तो क्या,
उनके आने से पहले खुशी मिलती थी भले,
अब वो छोड़ गए हैं ऐसा जख्म,
कमी खलती हैं और असर करता नहीं कोई मल्हम....
ख्वाब बुनते रहे, नींद से कभी जागे नहीं,
वक्त ने आ के ऐसा हिलाया की अब पीछे पलट सकते नहीं....
उनसे हो khafa या खुदा से करे gila,
देखा नहीं कभी किसी का यह sila,
samarpit कर ख़ुद को भूल गए,
और वो हमें जिंदगी के chauraahe पर छोड़ गए......
P.S. - my dear hindi dictionary does not recognise a few words!!
जलता हैं उम्मीद का दीया पर अब ऐतबार नाह रहा....
फुर्सत में बैठे यूं ही सोच लिया करते हैं,
बिना उनके भी तोह जिंदगी चल रही थी कभी....
दिल का करे भी तो क्या,
उनके आने से पहले खुशी मिलती थी भले,
अब वो छोड़ गए हैं ऐसा जख्म,
कमी खलती हैं और असर करता नहीं कोई मल्हम....
ख्वाब बुनते रहे, नींद से कभी जागे नहीं,
वक्त ने आ के ऐसा हिलाया की अब पीछे पलट सकते नहीं....
उनसे हो khafa या खुदा से करे gila,
देखा नहीं कभी किसी का यह sila,
samarpit कर ख़ुद को भूल गए,
और वो हमें जिंदगी के chauraahe पर छोड़ गए......
P.S. - my dear hindi dictionary does not recognise a few words!!
I am A Frog in Rains
As my Dear Delhi received its’ first moonsoon (much later than the official date), I am thrilled! :-) Such a relief from the scorching heat, with temperature soaring 44 degrees C!!
People find it messy, irritable but I love rains, even the slightest sight of it peps me up and I am refreshed to take on life yet again………… not that life has been unfair to me or poses me with loads of challenges but I get ready to experience it with the intention to grow in order to be wiser (though my folks n frnds think I can never be!) ;-) and wealthy (in terms of knowledge!).
Rains have a magical effect on me :-) I describe myself as a Frog in the rains……….. I croak, I jump, I dance and I enjoy- I forget the botherations of life and forget the issues of climate (Hilliary reminded me of this!), terrorism, poverty………. They depress me enough but rains, water that God sends, washes away all the stains- stains of sadness, stains of inequality, stains of bitterness…….
Like a frog, I croak, since I am a pathetic bathroom singer, I can but only croak, croak………. I have the capability of converting the most melodious song into croaking (confirm it from my sister) ;-) but rains bring out the best in me, or better – my natural self……………. It feels amazing to just walk in the rain, as slow as I can, experience each drop trickle down and getting absorbed in my body. To feel how it feels to be drenched without the fear of getting ill, spoiling your clothes etc etc
I jump like a frog from place to place- I suppose a frog does it to show to the world that it is happy and wants more and more of this to be a part of its’ life……… I also jump and dance to rejoice and tell the world that I am a happy soul, happy enough to take responsibility and be the way I am :-)
Dancing comes naturally to almost all of us, but again, I am an exception, I actually have two left feet!! Believe me!!!! :-( As the rain drops become a part of my body, I dance, dance with nature to thank rain God for it shower of love that we just got. The chirping of the birds and the freshness in the trees confirm my gratitude being accepted and here comes a promise of more rains sooner than we expect!! :-)
HAPPY MONSOON :-)
People find it messy, irritable but I love rains, even the slightest sight of it peps me up and I am refreshed to take on life yet again………… not that life has been unfair to me or poses me with loads of challenges but I get ready to experience it with the intention to grow in order to be wiser (though my folks n frnds think I can never be!) ;-) and wealthy (in terms of knowledge!).
Rains have a magical effect on me :-) I describe myself as a Frog in the rains……….. I croak, I jump, I dance and I enjoy- I forget the botherations of life and forget the issues of climate (Hilliary reminded me of this!), terrorism, poverty………. They depress me enough but rains, water that God sends, washes away all the stains- stains of sadness, stains of inequality, stains of bitterness…….
Like a frog, I croak, since I am a pathetic bathroom singer, I can but only croak, croak………. I have the capability of converting the most melodious song into croaking (confirm it from my sister) ;-) but rains bring out the best in me, or better – my natural self……………. It feels amazing to just walk in the rain, as slow as I can, experience each drop trickle down and getting absorbed in my body. To feel how it feels to be drenched without the fear of getting ill, spoiling your clothes etc etc
I jump like a frog from place to place- I suppose a frog does it to show to the world that it is happy and wants more and more of this to be a part of its’ life……… I also jump and dance to rejoice and tell the world that I am a happy soul, happy enough to take responsibility and be the way I am :-)
Dancing comes naturally to almost all of us, but again, I am an exception, I actually have two left feet!! Believe me!!!! :-( As the rain drops become a part of my body, I dance, dance with nature to thank rain God for it shower of love that we just got. The chirping of the birds and the freshness in the trees confirm my gratitude being accepted and here comes a promise of more rains sooner than we expect!! :-)
HAPPY MONSOON :-)
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