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During my training days in Wipro, one of my batch-mate used to tease me all the time. Co-incidentally, the particular three times when he almost made me cry, he got attacked, with increasing severity. Finally after 3rd attack he confronted me in front of everyone, "It's you, right? Who is planning all these attacks on me?" His question came quite obvious, but no it was not me. Yet it blew up my mind, and with all my strength I yelled at him for next 5 minutes. How could anyone blame me for this? I’m a polite, friendly and charming girl, how could I arrange gundas to rob him? But after a while when resentful me calmed down, I thought of the whole incident. When we leave our homes, our parents taught us, not to trust anyone, at-least blindly. But do we follow? We met new people, share secrets, lend money and invite them in our personal premises. What wrong did that guy do, if he suspected me? I knew I couldn't do it, but how will he? It’s only been 2 months since he k…
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तुझे याद है भाई |

तुझे याद है भाई, नानी के घर क पीछे जो बाग़ था,
हम अमियां चुराया करते थे;
कुंए में पथ्थर फेकते,
उसमे नाम चिल्लाया करते थे|

कितने सारे सबक तो हमने,
अमरुद की डाली पर लटककर सीखे थे;
और छोटे छोटे करोंदे खट्टे होते हैं,
जाना जब हमने खुद चीखे थे|

पपीते से थोड़ी काम बनती थी,
कभी हाँथ ही नहीं आया,
शायद उसे हमसे थोड़ा काम प्यार था;
केला तो दोस्त था अपना,
हमेशा पेट भरने को तय्यार था|

अरे मैं वो झूला कैसे भूल गई
जो पापा के स्कूटर क टायर से बनाया था,
कहीं जगह ही ना समझी,
इसलिए बाग़ क दरवाजे पर लटकाया था|

पर भाई अब ना वो झूला है ना ही पेड़ हैं,
कहते हैं मल्टी स्टोरी है , हमारे लिए तो मिटटी का ढेर हैं;
बारिश की सोंधी खुशबू, आम क पेड़ की छाओं की जगह कोई ले पायेगा,
और ऐ सी का १६ डिग्री मन को वो ठंडक दे पायेगा?

पर सिर्फ वो बाग़ नहीं भाई जो खो गया है,
मेरे बचपन का साथी मेरा दोस्त भी मुझसे दूर हो गया है;
मैं ढूंढ़ती हूँ आज भी तुम्हे आइस क्रीम खाने को,
चाट की दुकाम पर जाने को;

मैगी के लिए मुझसे अब कोई नहीं लड़ता,
कितना भी छुपा लूँ, डायरी ढूंढ ढूंढ़कर कोई नहीं पड़ता;
मेरा मन शायद अभी भी उसी बाग़ मेँ रुका है,
और तू मे…

The SELF apprehension...!!!

It happened 2 days ago! This guy, my mother's son-in-law; opened my shelf and laughed straight for 10 minutes.
I wondered what was so funny in there? Was that my overly arranged clothes or properly settled jewelry boxes? After pondering for a while and avoiding my yearn to kick him hard between butts, I approached him and saw him reading my 'to do list'. All my anger was then my embarrassment. He started reading my list out loud and crossed almost everything out of it. 'You don't do any of this! Hahahahah...'

He was right. I'm not the girl I used to be. I knew he didn't mean to embarrass me or hurt my feelings but he sure dust away the dirt from my mirror. I used to be so ambitious, active and thrilled about my list. Even when I listed why should I get married, top on that was, 'Once I'll be done with it, I'll focus on my goals, otherwise my parents will keep haunting me every other day.' Look at me now, I don't write, I don't lis…

Be kind to others, it will pay off...

Might be 65 or 70, she was carrying no bag and was wrapped in a ‘dhooti’. She already had asked for the metro token from two others standing ahead of me in the queue. I had no idea why they refused. But when she approached me, and said she needed a token for tilaknagar (where she lives), I found no reason to say NO. ‘She is not asking for money, she wants to go home and it’s getting late’, I thoughtWhen it was my turn, I first asked for her token. I gave it to her and was about to turn back, when she put her hand over my head. “Bhagwaan kare tumhe kabhi kisi ki jarurat na pade. (May you never have to ask for help)” Her words and relief in voice almost brought tears in my eyes. I was so captivated in the moment that I forgot about the trailing queue. Then a voice disturbed my inner peace and ordered me to either to buy my ticket or move out of line. Later inside metro, her words struck me. ‘May you never have to ask for help’. Was this a blessing or her pain? Is this even possible? I…

Ever since I woke up, I have been judged...

Ever since I woke up, I have been judged...

For the wake up timing, for the mumbled whining...
For the pimple on nose, for buying my own rose...
For taking shower late, for smiling at person on gate...
For the compliment I received, for the cleavage that peeped...

For the bonus I bagged, for the joke I cracked...
For partying with friends, for wearing the trends...
For being good in shape, for sexy saari I drape...
For saying no to liquor, for leaving party quicker...

For driving my car, for the one damn dent so far...
For balanced equation, for sweet sophistication...
For burping after meal, for 5 inch heel...
For making first move, for saying I disapprove...

For travelling in night, for loving twilight...
For watching game of throne, for paying my loan...
For jeans and short skirt, for reciprocating the flirt...
Phew...NO it's not gonna stop...

Ever since I woke up, I have been judged...

But neither you know me, nor do I thee...
You don't know my present or my history...
Yo…

Let's start over

She opened a blank notebook…

Again...

She started writing journal when she was 12 and decided that she will only write experiences that makes her happy. It was her believe that journals are another way to remember good things. As per her plan, when she will be old, she will read all her journal and will only smile. Nothing saddening. Nothing melancholy. What could possible go wrong in her life when she has a loving family, couple of extremely good friends and a wonderful life.

But life has other plans, which were not so parallel with hers’.

Her fight with her bestest friend, was the first awful thing she mentioned in it. For next two days, she did not write. When she opened it back, she ripped down all the previous pages. But promised that now nothing will go wrong.

“Bhagwaan ji, only happy memories please. Let’s start over.”

She opened her blank notebook and started again.

Second was when her father lost his job and she couldn’t apply for good colleges despite of good percentage. Sh…

Worshipping the Omnipresent

"Guys guys, Ganesh Chaturthi is coming. Now wherever I'll go, people will worship me. They will offer me bananas. They will vow in front of me and will ask me for blessings." Triumphed the mighty elephant.

"Chill dude! Soon after they will put you in chains. No offence dude, but you are too big. They will sit on you and will ask you to salute." commented the monkey king sardonically.

"O com'on you chip munk, can't you let me be happy with this?"

"He is not wrong and you know it." Consoled the cow. "Human does this with all of us. They consider me as the holy animal. But once I'll stop giving them milk, they will left me to starve. Only thing left for us to feed upon is rotten stuff that too packed in polythene bags."

"True. I'm telling you, these humans cannot be loyal to anyone. I am their close relative. If you don't believe me, you can match faces. Only teeny tiny difference. Look! With me they are even…