Thursday, December 16, 2010

IN SEARCH FOR STRIPES

It was an afternoon and me with my bag on my shoulder headed towards old delhi station with my gang to board in Ranikhet Express to reach Ramnagar in search of striped beauty of Jim Corbett National Park.
Next day early morning we reached Ramnagar and caught an auto to reach our resort.
After  little of relaxation we all jumped into the open gypsy with excitement at full swing and keeping our fingers crossed entered Jim Corbett Park to see Mr Tiger.
On narrow path in wilderness we went deep inside the jungle with our eyes wide open looking and peeping through each and every blade of grass to locate the beastly beauty.........
Paw marks......paw marks...see see ,wow ...so many na,click ,click ...captured........heart beat running as fast as it can just to have a single look of almighty's wonderful creation.
Spotted deer here and there helped the adrenalin rush in our veins,wilderness and silence all around and an elephant attempt to break down the tree and its branches to crush our jeep made us extremely nervous but we pretended to be brave and clicked and captures him also through our camera lens.
Moving ahead.....and our driver cum guide giving us gen about all tiger trails and jungle antiques....ant home,weaver bird's nest,scratches made by tiger by his claws on the tree trunk these all things actually kept the excitement going but Mr Bond was still missing.
We took a small tea break and heard people saying that it is just a chance and one's luck that sometimes you have an encounter with this striped beauty and sometimes one just misses him completely.
Still with full faith on our luck we further proceeded but u know this LUCK somtimes F......KS you.
That day we couldn't see him but we all announced there loud and clear......
BABY WE WILL DEFINITELY CATCH YOU
IF NOT THIS TIME
THEN SOMEOTHER TIME!
It was indeed an experience in itself and it was indeed worth it!
C U SOON Mr TIGER JAMES BOND...very soon till then take gud care of yourself!Arios and God Bless You!

A GOLDEN GIRL



VERY RECENTLY I MET A LITTLE GIRL NAME KANIKA, about 7 years old, initial meetings were kind of knowing each other,little formal little hesitant, worries of being getting accepted ,it happens when we meet any one new, n its normal.
With time we came close to each other n my heart always felt some kind of eternal connection with this little angel when ever i hugged her tight.
we spend some quality time together playing carrom,i loosing bet with her, giving her chocolates and watching the spark in her eyes while she recieved them in her small little hands, with the pride that she has won n got rewarded too.
Small thing for me but a big deal for her, the feeling of winning and success,
This girl when i met first was sitting on the sofa at her home as her parents have invited us for dinner.
We had a small chit chat n in the mean time her mother asked her to go n play with other kids,n 4 that particular moment my heart stopped thumping blood n i felt numbness in my feet as i saw that this girl is having legs which are like two strings of flowers hanging loose..........may be polio/or may be by birth....i never asked and i never want to...... how does it matter, her confidence her smile her chirpiness made me feel ashamed of myself ,my cribbings about my life .
 Its not ,that i met her and i know i am not sympathetic towards her but instead i feel proud for that little soul who has shown me the meaning of life her own way.
Hats off to her parents too
And u know yesterday i met her again in the club,I sat with her on the stairs and we had spoken about every good thing in life I sharing my corbett jungle trip with her ,she showing me the orion belt in the sky, we watchng high hanging electricity wire over our head and she asking.... aunty how it is hanged so high n I started sharing my intelligence by all means to give her the most convincing answer for her simple question,amazing.......then she sitting in my lap for few minutes and i not loosing a single chance to hug her tight ,to smell her long hair,to relish her soft touch...SHE IS SO VERY BEAUTIFUL
SHE IS SO FULL OF LIFE
I MISSED HER WHOLE NIGHT while i came back home
I want to walk with her,talk with her and sleep with her forever and ever and ever.

Friday, December 3, 2010

BELIEVE IN YOU

                                            AN EVENING AT TATA INSTITUTE OF ARTS






It was an evening quiet and pleasant and I was relaxing at home in my striped pajamas and yellow t-shirt and suddenly I got a call that I have to reach Tata institute of ART And Drama sharp at 7 p:m with no other further clue.

Anyways, reluctantly I changed and wore a descent dress and drove down to the venue. With little confusion I had been guided to an auditorium full of people and someone saying that it is Anupam Kher a renowned actor of Bollywood who is going to perform and put up his show for common and less famous people like us.

After little wait the show started and it was none other than Anupam Kher who entered the hall shaking hands with people who were little lucky and got the corner seats.

I too looked at him, a common looking man but with an immense aura, something propelled me to clap with other people in the audi otherwise I’m very miser joining my hands to make an impact on each other creating a sound.

Anyways the stage was abnormally decked up with minimal furniture and a stand which was decorated with few shining clothes and a wig. The show started and I was a bit confused what is going to happen next as he was the only man performing on the stage.

The clock struck 7:45 pm and show began with Mr Anupam Kher taking the charge .The man started with his own life, the days when he was young and used to study in Shimla

For another 2 hours he only spoke and acted and every one including me was so mesmerized with his acting skills his expressions that we all just applauded for each of his gesture and act which covered his student days to the days he fell in love and his present day standing in the Hindi cinema.

The act was indeed superb and the finest I have ever seen and he made me think and believe and say that follow your dreams as

NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE

As the word impossible itself says

I M POSSIBLE.

Dated-14 nov


Venue-Rajdhani Express (mum-dlh)


Time-6:15 pm

A TRIP TO REJUVINATION

                                                           MY EVENING AT EMPOWER
                                                            (NEAR COLARD/MULSHI)

It was raining heavily, my mood swinging from sorrows to happiness as we headed towards Empower an activity camp close to Alibagh (Mumbai) near kolard from Pune and owned by Brig Bhasin. The idea was to visit the camp to have an idea how an NGO functions.

The way to the destination is extremely fascinating when I saw cloud covered hills, here and there 1 odd wind mills with their fans moving with great speed to generate electricity. As we proceeded on the way I got thrilled when I saw a lake (place-mulshi) few meters away from the road on which we were driving down. Its mere presence along the road made the view extremely scenic. I clicked some pictures with just an idea to capture the nature’s creativity in my cam lens.

You know life is not very simple as it seems. Happiness and sorrows they just go hand in hand. It was just an hour that I ended up in a discussion that how people make so much of money and i foolishly distract over heart to heart talks to the money making ideas as I got motivated with TATA energy the company who has acquired the whole land near the lake we were following and my mind which was not at peace for last few months forced me to say some stupid things which actually had spoiled mood completely and I have been disgusted with life kept quiet for another 11/2 hour shedding my precious tears in phases.

Somehow the road ended at Empower and I went straight in my tentage just to mull over things which bothered me somehow.

After few minutes wait I had been joined by one of my good friends and just to pretend that I am ok I smiled and after that as we all do to make others comfortable I changed my mood quickly….. I thought why I can’t behave in same manner with our loved ones, why won’t we understand their feelings….anyways after 2 odd drinks (wine)

We headed towards an arrangement where lunch was displayed. The big idol of Ganesha with big heavenly eyes and its calm, composed looks made my mind a bit relaxed. After touching the feet of Lord Ganesha and having prashad I was feeling connected to the superpower. After lunch we all planned for the rafting. It was a beautiful lake 80 feet depth we made a raft under the supervision of our guides, two young boys yuvraaj and sunny with the help of 12 bamboo logs, 3 inflated tyres and few rope strings. We pushed the raft near to the shore ,turned it with tyres below and every 1 taking its position on the bamboo branches we roved the raft deep inside the lake. It was an absolute thrill. After spending several minutes with our legs deep inside the lake I cherished the time. Water ripples made me forget every bad moment of the day .After that we came towards the shore and every 1 started swimming with the life jacket tied to their body, and me being scared of water and being motivated by others tried to swim with the floats on my body but somehow scared inside confined myself close to the shore where the water was just my waist deep.

Fully drenched and tired we headed towards our tents after may be an hour or so. Relaxing and changing took another few minutes and then we enjoyed our drinks and snacks for few hours, did some gupshup.

Then after having dinner and few minutes of good night talks all  of us hit our beds and slept to glory.

Morning I woke up and penned down this adventurous trip of mine.

Time-11:47 A: M


Venue-My tent at Empower


Date-12 Sep 2010

Sunday, August 22, 2010

ME AND MY FREEDOM

R-RELAX TO MY PLEASURE
E-EXACTLY CLEAR IN MY MIND WHEN AND WHAT I WANT
E-EVOLVE AND LEAVE MY MARKS

D-DECIDE WHERE TO HIDE IN EMERGENCY







                                                                                                        
M-MOVE AHEAD

O-OMNIPOTENT
F-FEEL FREE ANYWHERE ANYTIME




















FOR ME MY FREEDOM IS VERY PRECIOUS AND WELL POTRAYED IN THE ABOVE PICTURES ...........I CANT EXPRESS IT ANY MORE AS IT IS my frame of freedom ,it is my frame of mind AND I ONLY CAN UNDERSTAND IT....SO ENJOY THE PICS CLICKED BY ME........ALBHABETS ALSO NOT IN ORDER FOR THE PICTURES I HAVE UPLOADED FOR THE WORD FREEDOM AS I AM FEELING FREE TO DO IT MY WAY..................SO JUST RELISH THE PICS.......AND JUST SAY WOW

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

KAHAN GAYE WOH DIN

The story begins when i was a child and used to hear and believe in the heroic deeds of our National leaders who faught for our Independence , about great kings like Ashoka and Akbar in our history books who left no stones unturn for the betterment of the people and our nation, about the scantity of River Ganges and Himalayas.Mesmerised ME ......i often used to sing a song...
HUM BACCHE HINDUSTAN KE HAIN
IS BHARAT DESH MAHAN KE HAIN
Little older I became, i was made to believe that we are proud of our culture ,our society ,our unity among our people.I believed that too and continued singing the song ......
HUM BACCHE HINDUSTAN KE HAIN
IS BHARAT DESH MAHAN KE HAIN
With passing days of my life i kept on believing and singing the song but unknowingly the enthusiasm diminished with time.I never knew that getting older will make me so uncomfortable with my ideas and belief for my country what i concieved long back.
Today I feel hurt when I see states fighting for boundaries and on languages,Our leaders just filling their pockets with money and becoming too insensitive towards the progress of INDIA......MY COUNTRY,THEIR COUNTRY.young generation following and believing blind foldedly in the foreign language, culture and lifestyle ,people becoming so irresponsible and self centered that they don't even do a single effort for the upliftment of the society and the country on the whole.
Hurt somewhere inside today I am just trying to write MERA BHARAT MAHAAN, but truly speaking i am not feeling the same sensation in my soul while writing it...which I felt when I was a kid.
I am not getting any goose bumps now which I used to feel when I was a CHILD AND I USED TO SING MY FAVORITE SONG.....
HUM BACCHE HINDUSTAN KE HAAIN
IS BHARAT DESH MAHAAN KE HAIN
Still with a strong believe in my heart I can say that the day will come soon very soon when we people will actually understand the literary meaning of these THREE IMPORTANT WORDS(MERA BHARAT MAHAAN) and will not say these words just for the heck of saying them but will follow the path which actually bring the soul back to these 3 words which is being lost somewhere long back and my children will again feel proud singing the same lines........
HUM BACCHE HINDUSTAN KE HAIN
IS BHARAT DESH MAHAAN KE HAIN
with the same intensity of pride,emotions and love for their country in the real sense which i USED TO FEEL YEARS BACK.As per me.......
"I CAN NOT PRETEND
I SPEAK WHAT I FEEL"

JAI HIND 

Monday, July 19, 2010

IRREVERSIBLE IMPACT

Media in terms of its meaning represents  the means of communication, that reach or influence people widely:
To showcase the irresponsible act of media is bit challenging as people say that to critisize anyone  can be the most easiest job ever done.But still I have my right of freedom to present my views on this particular topic.
Very recently I came across some coverages done by media which gave a shockwave to me and my mind.
Live coverage given to Rakhi Savant's swayamvar ,plastic surgery done on some bollywood beauties to enhance their looks and sex appeal ,ash and abhi's wedding ceremony and the worst among all is every day torture being done by SANNATE KO CHEERTEE SANSANI, which actually tears apart my heart to the umpteen pieces .
So whenever I switch on my TV set I make it to a point to jump over all the hindi news channels directly to NDTV or CNNor BBC,reasons I suppose are very well known to me now and I am sure this particular topic suggested by Blog Adda also gives indirect hint that you all will definitly relate to this particular act of mine.
Irresponsible acts performed  by media can be countless but one specific act which makes my blood sublime and brings a mad gleam in my eyes is worth mentioning here and it goes like:-
A few days back I was so shocked to watch  one of the coverage done by a news channel where media people were shown running around the area (MANDAP) precisely used for Mr.Dhoni's wedding ceremony covering every nook and corner, focussing on used styrofoam cups and plates used during the occasion.
Every broken petal of GENDA PHOOL was covered so intricately that even one would have seen the fingerprints on the petals if the hand lens would have been placed near our eyes and  the tv screens.
Broken banana leaves that day savoured the moments of glory for the first time since stone age to present date.
Dismanttled wooden logs were shown as sincirely as they can be focussed and the coverage given to the carpets which were left disordered had made me so jealous for a moment and  I felt like KAASH MAIN BHI EK CARPET HOTI....
The coverage was so attentively performed with100s of camera men running around with wires and a spokes person been focussed thousands of times as her act is being a kind of a heroic one,and the whole scene somehow forced me to utter some classic hindi words like KAME.......Y..which i would have loved to write here too coz of sheer agitation i am feeling right now  but then it will be considered  an act of indecency on my part so' YAVNIKA CONTROL YOURSELF ' i will be saying again and again till the time i finish publishing this post.
Some how I feel how can a group of people are so non egoistic that they tolerate the car doors slammed at their faces by these so called celebrities ...God please tell me what is so great about these movie stars.....
Thought to be a tool for exposing corruption in various areas, the channels now are using the tool to raise their TRP rating, thereby raising a question on accountability of media.

Some might say that media covers those events which connect with the general masses ,which people love to watch but I can explain this with a single example that children also want to play all the time but it doesn't mean that they should not be forced to study in order to become a responsible and better citizens .SO
as per me media people(who are not even children who need guidance in life) should also be made to realize that instead of focussing on  the people who savour fame just by doing handful of movies or serials, coverage should be given to day to day realities and hardships of a common man ,they should focus on the context which include values and attitudes of leaders, law and legislation, level of awareness ,knowledge and wisodm ,a sense of common purpose as a whole, and should focus the lens on the issues which relate to the upliftment and betterment of the society and the country on the whole.

My verdict-The booming media industry of India is yet to mature






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Friday, July 9, 2010

MOMENTS OF MADNESS

Moments of madness that too only 5 .........very restricted topic for a person who is actually mad-----i.e ME.But as it is defined so its better to restrict myself accordingly.
Well to begin with the story goes like......
1-Sitting close to the beach late night
Watching for the falling star which is too bright
Holding breath momentarily to wish for something
And then keep on thinking for that particular wish which ends up in nothing
 2-Staring in the eyes of the person for whom my heart burns to flame
Playing a game where blinking of eye makes u loose the game
Wanting him to win somehow
And in the end of game just saying WOW!
3-Pretending that I know all the strokes of swimming
Going deep inside the water with my heart  thumping
Then getting drowned and asking for help
With my legs tangled in the water weed called "KELP"
4-Using fingers for eating the food
Where everybody around thinks that it is no good
Then suggesting them also to give this a try
And then also eating a chilli which can make me cry
5-Teaching someone special the types of "KISS"
In terms of theory, and telling that it is a bliss
Charging him up to perform the act
And then start to think .......how to react
I think i am going off league now by telling the things which i actually dont want to share ,but you know my Craze for getting the first prize in this competetion of blog writing has made me do so..........
Am i sounding Insane.....
Nevermind...I think this is the only way to so called....... fame!!!
In the end i will just say:----
NOTHING CURES FANTASY
BUT A QUICK DOSE OF REALITY

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

BELIEVE IT OR NOT

Falling in love with the person
and the only reason that too a watermelon............
Believe it or not
IT HAPPENS........
WATERMELON........? What is it don't ask me this
U don't know what is a WATERMELON...
AREE............... it is a TARBOOZ
tarbooz....what is it ,how it looks?
Hey common now
"tarbooz" ko pata chala to sharam se paanee paanee ho jaayega
"TARBOOZ woh hota hai jiske ander se khoon jaisa red paani nikalta hai........
now u'll say what am i talking about
i'm talking SENSE yaar common
take a second look on the explanation
isn't it good enough to fall for a person who describes this "tarbooz' so well
it's no joke
it is very good for health and more over a very good reason for ROAMANCING too, condition if u eat it with ur hands and not fork
what if the red water inside it is little scary
what if it causes a kind of CHIP-CHIP
this chip-chip too has a clue for romance...........how
ok ok i will give u the little hint dont expect the whole story ok
ok...............let the person who loves you or whom u love pour the juice of atleast 10 kgs of tarbooz  right on ur head
and then see the benefits of chip-chip
thousands yaar........... beleive me TRY THIS
the spark in your eyes
when the person u love will stand so close to ur eyes
holding u in arms
and tracing out where is the actual spasm
the chip chip can do wonder
believe it or not just allow him to make u little uncover
i am sure there will be no missess
the most chip chip part will be revealed after loads of kissess
wht else you want yaar
isn't it what we call 'pyaar"
savour the moments
let them never end
you are not liking it
just try to little pretend
i am sure every thing will fall in place
your heart will start skipping the beating race
what a fruit...this tarbooz is?
evrything starts with chip-chip and ends with kiss!
start eating the fruit take a deep bite
then whatever will happen will be
RIGHT, RIGHT and  JUST RIGHT........
                               decitated to this fantastic fruit and person whom i have fallen for very recently.




Sunday, July 4, 2010

KEEP DESIRING.....

Hurray! Atlast i can not be seen anymore......sounding great!Actually it is thrilling for me.As I dreamt for thousand times becoming invisible and doing the things which I am just not able to do if one sees me.
Being Invisible--------- for me its a dream come true if it is not in real n blogadda made me just write about it but i can atleast pour my heart out and can always feel a part of my desire of becoming invisible getting fulfilled somehow---- anyhow.
I will always try to hold a hand of a child ,making him sit in the class and learn and write , make him fly high in the sky instead of shedding his sweat and tears at the place where he is being employed as a labourer.
I will always try to hold the hand of 'SECOND GOD' of this planet i mean to say 'a doctor' who tires to kill a girl child in her mother's womb!
I will always try to rob the multi millionaires who just stock the money for their pleasures and will distribute it among the needy where the stomachs remain half filled and dreams lie shattered.
I will always try to wipe the tears from the eyes of parents who are being desserted by their own children.
I will try to hold the cartridge from being fired to save a life .
Being Invisible I will steal a candy and give it to a child who always longs for it and will bring a spark on his/her face.
I think this particular feeling of getting invisible actually gives me thousands of ideas of such kinds and im just not able to put them in words.
But NO--- i will try and say as much as i can do as this opportunity will never come again!In a much poetic manner----
Tickel somone who is sad
Giving new attire to one who is shabbily dressed
Breaking the rules where applicable
Is all i will do being INVISIBLE.

Growing trees in barren lands
Pouring money in empty hands
Give my hand to the feet which tremble
Is all I will do BEING INVISIBLE.

Stopping a living soul made to sit on Pyre
showing the face of truth to the liar
tell the chidren that dream---- dreams are achievable
Is all I will do BEING INVISIBLE

Breaking the rope of Suicide
And guide the same soul how to enjoy life and  glide


Erase the aricles on movie stars from every news
And will write about our freedom fighters and their views
I think then only my birth is worth credible
If for all this one day I could become a REAL INVISIBLE!

Monday, June 28, 2010

DEFEAT EQUALS TO VICTORY?

"What Woman Wants" tiltle actually gave me couple of restless days and nights and forced me to think hard for all these days. After a long analysis I came to the conclusion which i already knew but somehow gave the second thought and now for sure I can announce that -WOMAN WANTS TO BE DEFEATED IN EVERY SPHERE OF HER LIFE.
              As a mother she wants a defeat from her children in terms of intensity of her emotions  and caring she showers on them.The more she recieves the care and emotional support from them the more she is defeated.
            She wants a defeat in terms of desire for her from her soul mate as the more she feel desired as compared to her desires for him the more she gets drenched with defeat.
           The Love and acceptence for what she is,  from the in-laws and her family members more than what she has for them brings her down on her knees.
           The respect from her Boss -the more she gets in terms of respect for her womanhood the more she is floored .
           More regards given to her as compared to what she gives to the society on the whole makes her bow down to the ultimate limits.
She wants to be defeated after all as for her-
THE MORE SHE IS DEFEATED THE MORE  VICTORIOUS SHE FEELS.
Defeat in all ways
brings  a  smile on her face
Don't you think this is an ultimate quality of a woman.
DEFEAT ME AND BE VICTORIOUS --------- is all what woman wants
Is there any one who can give her her defeat which she longs for soooo long.
I think no one! Her want for her defeat can never be fulfilled.


Saturday, May 15, 2010

EFFECTS OF ZEROING

Life is all about dreams and aspirations.We aspire coz we dream not necessarily all dreams come true!
But the truth lies how hard we perspire to fulfill what we aspire/we fail coz we desire, but not upto the mark of excellence!infact the 'Y factor of supremacy'.Mind is restless so our dreams too.
Heart keeps beating and we keep breathing and dreaming unknowingly or rather knowingly .
 Knowledge sometimes is fatal.
Less of Brains more of Peace and Satisfaction.
Dissatisfaction is equally and directly proportional to intellect that's what people believe.Very true indeed!
But if born with this commodity person gets fixed for the life time ,but why to blame intellect,We deserve to be loosers if we behave like them amd ofcourse winners if we fight and believe that we can do, what we want  at any cost,BUT human psyche as always we blame everything on somebody else be it GOD?
We are defeated by our own actions ,by our own efforts which if measured are nowhere close to NUMERO UNO!
Zeroing is a must before hitting bang on target!Even Zero  has a relevance and plays a role!
What made me write this whole article i still don't understand !Mere frustration  -NO,doubt about my capabilities-NO,then why?May be i have still not zeroed on the aim!
See that's the whole story ,about life too!What else to write i started with a zero thought in my mind and ended up with a zero conclusion that what i meant!
Still wrote,and posted on my blog too-------may be  a sign of initiation !Indeed it is !
LET'S SEE WHERE ALL  ZEROES OF MY LIFE WILL TAKE ME!
keep believeing are the FINEST OF WORDS I have ever read!

Monday, March 29, 2010

THE MOST PRECIOUS GIFT OF MY B'DAY


तेरे जन्मदिन पर विशेष
मदमस्त पवन के झोंके सी एक नन्ही परी आयी मेरे आँगन में तो जैसे जीने का
नया सबब लायी, बाबा, दादी का शिखू थी, नानू-नानी शन्नू कहते, मामा-मौसी
का तू दुलार, मेरी लाडो पे सब निहाल
माँ पापा कि बगिया कि कली , नन्ही गुडिया नाजों में पली , तुझसे पायी मन
कि मुराद, कि तभी गोल मटोल चुनमून आई
अपनी छाया को जब तू चूमती,
दुलारती, पुचकारती, अपने नन्हे हाथों कि गोदी बना के उसे थामती , खुद गिर
जाती उसे भी गिराती
दोनों नटखट हंसती खिलखिलाती, उसके गालों के dimple, तेरा मुक्ताहास (
मोती से दांत कि हंसी ), मैं और पापा खो जाते सहज ही, नहीं रहती कुछ पाने कि छाह, कि वक़्त बदला, आबो हवा भी बदली, बागबान हैरान परेशां कोई रंग बिरंगी तितली नहीं इठलाती, इतराती
न जाने कब चुपके से समय ले गया वो
नटखट बचपन, तुम बढ़ चली और मिली तुम्हारी उन्मुक्त उड़ान को नयी दिशा, तेरी
उम्र के हर बदलाव को स्वीकारती, संवारती, रूठती, मनाती, अपने हिस्से कि हंसी तेरे सुन्दर होठों पे सजाती, तेरी खनकती रसभरी आवाज़ जब गानों में
घुल जाती जैसे सुध-बुध खो जाते, तेरे दीवाने हो जाते सब. तेरी सफलता के
छोटे छोटे पुरूस्कार किसी oscar से कम नहीं होते
स्मृति पे अंकित है हर पल, पलटने लगता है सबकुछ पर्त दर पर्त , जब अचानक तेरे पापा ने छुड़ा के अपनी ऊँगली थमा दिया एक अजनबी के हाथों में तेरा हाथ एक उम्मीद के साथ कि मिलेगा उनकी लाडली को एक इन्द्रधनुषी आसमान और
पा लेगी वो सब कुछ जिसके देखे थे हमने सुन्दर सपने, तभी अनजाने ही बेटी के माँ बाप होने का एहसास जाग जाता है, क्यूँ उसका एक आंसू कलेजे को चीर जाता है, और खोयी सी आँखों में दर्द समां जाता है कि आहत न हो उसकी उड़ान के कोमल पंख, क्या सह पायेगी वो प्रहार, कहीं सपना न होगा तार तार माँ पापा का तू प्यार है, आस है, विश्वास है, तू निश्छल सरल हठी भी है, कितना घना हो अन्धकार, खोज लेगी तू नयी रौशनी जिसके पार पलती हैं तेरी चाहतें, जहाँ तेरी उमंगें उछाह भारती हैं, बुलंद इरादों से समय की धार
बदल जाती है , तब एक मनमोहिनी घटा छाती है और अंतर्मन को आनंद से सराबोर
कर जाती है
है वादा अपने बेटू से, माँ पापा दूर न जायेंगे, तुझमें छुटकी में प्राण

बसे हैं , वो और कहाँ रह पाएंगे
तेरी जब याद सताती है, तेरी खिलती उन्मुक्त हंसी हलके से गुदगुदाती है


आशीष लिए एक प्यार भरी पाती, बेटी के नाम

माँ पापा

Thursday, February 25, 2010

*8-UNTAMED DESIRE

Freedom,
is all about how wild 
I can be,
what all I can fantacize
I want to make it a reality
I want to fly when I desire
and get what I admire
I want to float on cloud 9
kiss someone who is not mine
show a frown when I don't like somebody
want to get lost and become nobody
wish to start and reach where I want to go
and hide and cry loud when I am bit low
I want to hover and play with the dew
and be a tigress which i know are very few
to enjoy the wilderness which is inside me
I have to go insane otherwise I can never be FREE

7-UNSEEN TRUTH

I read somewhere that
marriages are made in heaven!
heaven ? where is it exactly
does it exists?
who knows! does anyone?
My search begins with some unknown feel
to find that place where I can kneal
to sign that pact
which can justify this fact
the connections which are devine
have their existence somewhere
where? I think right up there
false but still seems true
can anyone admire a rose which
is a kind of BLUE?
flowing with the time
following the written phrases
we entangle ourselves in the knots
which strangulate our life's beautiful phases
I need to go on and on
so that I can convince some one
to Follow On
to find the reality, to find the trace
so that i can say that
marriage is heavenly,which
ONE MUST EMBRACE!

6-A LITTLE INDIRECT

I KNOW SOMEONE WILL DO DECIPHER IT EXACTLY,WHAT I MEAN


You know yesterday I dreamt of ''SAND'',
so bright ,so respledent with charms,so lustrous,so emitting
I felt like to cease to exist then and there,
the defiant looks,the cooling touch
made my body twitch
I put a question!can I be your part
and the reply was no baby it's not the right moment
but yes we will never depart
Live little more
crush me little more
I AM AROUND YOU ALWAYS
hold me in your arms
give your hand in my palms

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

5.MY LIFE (a journey through pain)

When I was young, I dreamt of all the rosy things and desired all the unachieveable,made a world that never exists in reality and which I had never seen and may be I never wanted to see.Every dream of mine was so fragile that I was scared in my heart of hearts to see any single one of them breaking and transforming into an ash at that particular moment,so made a COCOON around me which was I can say a bit fake.Don't ever say that you told me the same for heaven's sake

4-SEARCH

Happiness
where is it ?
Passion
where is it?
Truth
where is it??
Faith
where is it?

Monday, February 22, 2010

My Grand Maa ,my reality




She has wrinkles, she has loose skin
She has smile that makes my eyes twinkle
She comes in my dreams.She is my sweet cream
She is none other
She is my Grand Mother

DHUAAN

Trivial mistake


In my dreams far beyond

I looked into the eyes of someone long back

Imagined the love and true bond

That can bring my life on the track

Never knowing that desires are locking

And somehow I started smoking.

my identity

Words of A loner


In the midnight,when I opened my eyes
there was an angel who took care of my cries
She caressed me,hugged me, gave me the first breath of my life!
which when I sensed gave me a nostalgic vibe.

BEWARE .

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