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…
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
“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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