Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Progression to the Past

And when the sun popped-up today and made me open my eyes , at once I was flooded with a question. A question  which eventually led me towards a quantitative-analysis of self.

           I heard like if the sun is asking me whether i wanna live the same life or do I wanted to set feet to somewhere else?As very usual , I slipped into the ''Deep-thought-chamber'' of my brain and so..an hour passed..
 
 I was pulled out in the world by a high-amplitude hazardous-sound of mumma scolding me of not getting up . She was worried about the schedule very much.
I gathered myself and jumped off the bed acting like I have crossed two oceans in my saltation . I stretched all-over , yawned , grabbed the earphones and threw my-self towards daily missions..

                                            I was listening to the Moldy Peaches while taking bath . This band has two members only , actually , a couple. They don’t sing usual-way , also , their lyrics are just as if some conversation is going-on , still , They own a lovely way to express and beside all , they are very audible..

                      The tea and news paper was waiting for me as I reached my table . ‘Dainik bhaskar' , the daily  hindi newspaper was lying like a virgin there , flooded with ‘news’ with nothing  new .I wondered why this newspaper would have named so? The word ‘Bhaskar’ stands for the Sun . Remembering the SUN , without  even missing a single second , those rumbled thoughts attacked me again!


Their question being the same , it was disgusting .I personally avoid answering the questions as much I can. So , I tried to escape plugging-in my earphones ,jumping over those oceans, I tuned ColdPlay’s ‘Hurts Like Heaven’. A lot of colors were sprinkling and flowing on the roof .Color-full patterns act alive in front of me while hearing music . I wasted myself with them closing my eyes. A while after when I came conscious , I founded that due to incoming SMS , silly phone had already stopped playing the song just after a few seconds . The first thought after a nap is the thought running all the way in our mind while napping.

I discovered that I was again in limbo possessed by a entity so strongly . This entity had influenced me too much . I never had felt such a strong invasion of mine through someone.This is one-of-a-kind situation I have  faced till yet of feeling so captured . An act of feeling a ‘feeling’ which is purely unconditional , like craving for a hypothetical ‘someone’.

It is quite inspiring and beautiful , but when I get deeper in the feeling , there's an emptiness . A infinite cold night with no hope of dawn . I shivered severely every-time I went deep beneath in it..And now , I’ve been addicted to this shivering too!! I’ve started to be usual to the hard-times ,to the dark corners..I’ve started hating the rain for its romance , the candle for the hope , the moon for it's glow , the Carfax for the four ways and the time for its speed . This flavor of hate is like tasting the liquor , it seems bitter in first sip , but then , you start finding it sweeter than other things.
 
          Meanwhile, I discovered that the screen is showing a SMS written : ‘It is always in the beginning of some-thing that make us realize..’. “Yes indeed!” , I put d phone aside and didn’t even read the rest of the text , for I had got the impulse ! “ Yes indeed ! ”  I continued to flow with the phrases..” . There was something in the beginning ! Something perhaps which I forgotten or missed or don’t know what happened , but I remember now , Yes Yes!!,There was once a feeling at it's best! Something before the thunder hit the ground ! 

I remember , it was so beautiful until the thunder existed up there , in the sky , before hitting the Earth. For a  few moments I was back again on those memo-waves.

I returned , feeling a bit lighter . I jumped-off across the twin-oceans and crowded the corner window-place . There was a usual life out there . Vehicles running on commands of human-hands and feet , people paranoid of dying hungry , running for their bread . A beggar smiling at the few coins in his palm and somewhere far , a mild melody  "Allah tero naam,ishwar tero naam"..

                                      I was captured by a thought that there is not even a single human doing anything new with himself out there. " I will.." said I to the invisible part of mine : "I will do the new by returning to the old state".
And soon I came to realize that I am capable of answering the Sun now of his question . I suddenly remembered the SMS I received last night : "Itna kyo sochta hai yaar?". I smiled , set the starving cell to charge , pulled a chair to the window and plugged in my earphones . Sun wasn’t there to ask anything anymore, rainy clouds were approaching the city . I sat there smiling , starring at them , listening to the track 'Human' from band Civil Twilight..

Monday, April 2, 2012

Anonymous..

कभी ले मेरे शब्-ओ-रोज़ का हिसाब मुझसे..
फिर ढूँढ अपने सिवा कुछ ओर मेरी ज़िंदगी में..

Saturday, March 31, 2012

" IF ".. A great poem by Sir Keepling..


IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
 

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:


If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:


If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

Monday, October 17, 2011

खामखाँ..

आसमां
वही..
ख़्वाब
जज़्ब-नशीं..

रोशनी
अँधेरा..
राहत,
सवेरा..

रास्तें
अधखुले..
बेगार
मुश्किलें..

वजूद
अनसुना..
भविष्य
अधबुना..

खामखाँ..
जिंदगी..
खामखाँ..
मैं भी..

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Happiness

जुड़ा एक और दिन मेरी जिंदगी की फेहरिस्त में ,इस तरह ,कि खुदा ने भी इसके बीत जाने का अफसोस किया..

        One great thing i realized and learned today that we really dont need any HUGE or Special kinda reason to be Happy.If one wants to be Happy he/she can smile upto last expression.When i got -up today i was pretty un-informed about the coming situations.As the night chased,i founded lil gifts wrapped in cute lovely moments full of smiles..
Happiness spreads as more-n-more peoples joins.Hence,everyone was invited and we all celebrated "HappyFest"..!!

""  I jumped in the river and what did I see?
  Black-eyed angels swim with me..
    A moon full of stars and astral cars..
 All the things I used to see..
    All my lovers were there with me..
 All my past and futures..
    And we all went to heaven in a little row boat..
 There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt.. ""

'Pyramid-Song' by RadioHead..

Monday, August 29, 2011

Celebrating the Second Independence of India.

Wake up..!!
It's 9'o clock..
said Mumma putting Tea n Newspaper aside the bed.

As soon as i gulped a sip of Tea n threw a glance at Headlines,i Gained my memory back..!!
Today was the day when Shree Anna Hazare,who has been a "Daily-Update-Subject" from last few days in India,is going to Break his 'ANSHAN'.Time for the event was 10'o Clock.I checked my cell,it was starving of Battery n fighting with the "Low-Power" splash-screen messages,showed 09.16AM.Clearly i was having less then a hour to reach S.N. Medical College.

    I somehow got ready and rushed straight there.It was 10.02 AM by the moment i reached the place.The environment was very warm and full of enthusiasm.This great movement lead by Anna holds the support of youth all over the Country.Its like first time we have founded one Leader which truly deserves the support.News Channel was tuned there thru a projector mounted on a screen.Shree ARVIND KEJRIWAAL was speaking.Standing on the Historical Stage of RL Ground,he tossed a proposal to take an oath with him.We all Stood-up and Repeated after him : 

"I,Varenya Joshi,hereby take an oath to neither take nor give any kind of bribe to anyone in future"


I was noticing the expression of proud and honour on everybody's face.Every face was full of will and revolt against Corruption.The people siting there were all honourable personalities.Judges,Writers,Social-Activists,poets,Businessmen,Jouranalists etc.It was a very rare occasion when such wonderful people were sharing same stage and the biggest thing was that no-one invited them.They were there cause of Them-selves..!!There was a lot of thoughtful minds there and i think that was the reason why we never got tired of discussing.All discussions were very vast and big.I never got bored there.Every topic seemed so intresting.

Slowly-Slowly as i was being noticed there,i was being welcomed by them.I remember the very first day i got there and spoke a few words,i don't know by whom but there was a compliment that "WHOLE YOUTH OF INDIA IS AUDIBLE IN THE WORDINGS OF THIS BOY".I felt like a birdy flyin high on somewhere. :)However,i wasnt able to give all my day there but i liked the way an old man fighting against Gov. and with strong and simple behavior ,had gained support of such huge peoples.

Today,while sitting there,we were discussing about Gov 's possible next step.Meanwhile,The moment came..!!Anna was about to break his ANSHAN by takin a lil juice and honey by two small girls.We all got-up n watched ANNA taking a sip."Inqalaab Zindabaad" we all shouted..!!
Celebration started all over India.It was a legendary snap.Whole Nation was watching and being evidence of Second freedom-fight.All people were full of joy.Everyone was praying and celebrating.It was first time i think when India celebrated INDEPENDENCE DAY twice in August.

As per Indian tradition,we 'sweetified' our mouths :) afterwards we all moved to the Gandhi-Statue on Medical-College Chouraha.I was feeling that Gandhiji's face was full of happiness and as if they were smiling!In India,most of the population is of after 1980.Hence,most of the people are young and hence,they haven't seen such a revolution.Everyone,me too,was very glad being a part of this movement.Now,a rally was to be flagged off upto GANDHI-MAIDAAN.There was a huge crowd ,in background somewhere was a song floating "mera rang de basanti chola".All my friends were putting colors n each-other n were exchanging wishes.A lot of TIRANGAS were waveing everywhere around.That was a great Scene which is unforgettable to me.i can't forget the power and satisfaction i was feeling within my heart that time.And suddenly,(as my dear GOD never forgets me) i got a call.Dad got a situation and thus,i was expected to reach to them.I really do wanted to go with rally.But there wasn't anything i could do..

So,disappointed,I turned back to the stage,took a Poster from there as a memento,kicked the scooter and soon it was in it's highest moving state.I was feeling damn good and satisfied while returning home.(Yet i was worried about the surprise i was about to give to mumma with my colorful appearance  ;) )

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Hi Friends,

  Here is a poem that steals my heart..
It always makes me feel blur of tiny drops in ma eyes..


Dedicated to all ma friends..


"Around the corner, i have a friend;
in this great city that has no end;

Yes, the days goes by n the weeks rush on..
n before i know it, a year is gone..

And i never see my old friend's face;
for life is a swift and terrible race..

He knows i like him just as well;
as in d past times when i rang his bell..

And he rang mine,but we were younger then;
and nw we are busy, tired men..

Tired of playing a foolish game;
tired of somehow making a name..

Tomarrow i say,i will call you my friend ;
just to show that i am thinking of her..

But tomarrow comes and goes ;
and distance b\w us grows n grows..

Around the corner , yet miles away ;
her is telegram :- "Sir,ur friend died today.."

And that is what we deserve , and get in d end ;
around the corner, A VANISHED FRIEND..!!


______ ,,/,, ______

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Meri ek siskari se..
   Hulchul-si ho aayi hai in hawao me..
Hawao me padi in silwato me..
   Muje teri tasveer-si dikhai de rahi hai..


Anjane suro ki khamosh sargam
   Gunguna raha hu main;
Geeto me mere muje ..
   Teri avaaz-si sunai de rahi hai..

Har tarah -har kadar;
   Sirf tuje pana chahta hu main..
Tujme muje aajkal 
   Meri manzil-si dikhai de rahi hai..

Khwahisho ki baat kare to  
   Doob -marne ki ichha hai..
Ankhe teri mujko 
  Sahil-si dikhai de rahi hai..

Jee utha hu fir se ;
  Ki sans le raha hu..
Ya seene me mere muje
   Teri dhadkan-si sunai de rahi hai..
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Thursday, April 15, 2010

Kal raat muje guman rah gaya shayaad;
  ya fir wo muje alvida kah gya shaayad..

Zindagi-bhar saath ka vaada to tha us-se mera;
  par is vaade me mujse badhkar use koi or  mil gaya shaayad..

Meri rahguzar me anjaani hawae rokti hai muje;
  Ab main apni had se aage nikal gaya shayaad..

Bahut dino se zor se rone ko dil karta hai;
  Fir se koi apne gum mere naam kar gaya shayaad..

Har guli, chokhto, chouraho se log hanste hai muj par;
  us shaam, us-se mera kalaam, sare -am ho gaya shayaad..

____,,/,,___

Tanhaiyo me hi fursat dhundh lia karta hu;
ajkal har cheej me apne gum dhundh lia karta hu..

"Dil-jala" hu aakhir or kaam bhi kya hai mera..?
kahi-kahi mahfilo ko roshan kar lia karta hu..

Jugnu bhi ab hamraaz hai mere;
Gahe-Bagahe sath unke chamak lia karta hu..

Adna-sa mahsus karta hu jab bhi is dunia me;
Udte parindo ke sath main bhi ud liya karta hu..

Takdeer k dhago ko ulja choda hai is kadar;
jab bhi waqt mile,sulja lia karta hu..

beete waqt ki dhundh me,jam-si gayi hai yaaden;
apne ashko ki garmi se unko pigla lia karta hu.


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