Dreamzzz..... A Reason To Live

खत

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 04 May 2018 11:41:00 +0000

अलमारी में मेरी किताबों के नीचे से,
आज कुछ पन्ने मिले मुझे |
अरे ये तो वही खत हैं,
वही तुम्हारी खूबसूरत लिखावट,
हमारे सुहाने, और मुश्किल पलों को,
समेटते हुए वही कुछ अक्षर हैं |
मैं फिर एक बार बैठ गया,
उस समय को दोबारा जीने के लिए,
जब ज़िन्दगी, ज़िन्दगी ही थी,
जब मैं दिल से हँसा करता था,
जब अगली सुबह का इंतज़ार रहता था मुझे,
वो वक़्त, जब तुम थी मेरी ज़िन्दगी में |
ये खत अपने में बहुत कुछ संजोए हैं |
ज़िन्दगी भर साथ निभाने के तुम्हारे वादे,
मेरे वो कई नाम जिनसे,
तुम मुझे पुकारा करती थीं,
तुम्हारी मुस्कुराहट, और तुम्हारा गुस्सा,
तुम्हारा वो प्यार, और तुम खुद,
कुछ है क्या हमसे जुड़ा,
जो इन शब्दों में ना मिले?
लड़कपन का वो निश्चल प्यार है इन पन्नों में,
जो अब शायद मुझे ढूंढने से भी ना मिलेगा |
मगर इस सब के बावजूद,
आज पहली दफा ऐसा हुआ,
कि ये खत पड़ते हुए,
मेरी आँखें नम ना हुई हों |
मैं जिन खतों की दो पंक्तियाँ,
भी ना पढ़ पाता था,
आज वही खत मैंने पूरे पढ़ डाले |
तो क्या मैं तुम्हें अब भूलने लगा हूँ?
हाँ, शायद, मैं तुम्हें भूलने लगा हूँ |

मैं कल से तुम्हें भूल जाऊँगा

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 20 Feb 2018 09:19:00 +0000

चार साल होने को आए हैं,

उस दिन को जिस दिन,

मैंने तुम्हें खो दिया था |

अभी तक वो दिन, वो लम्हें,

मेरे अंदर ज़िंदा हैं,

जब मेरे साथ तीन साल बिताने के,

बस दो दिन बाद,

तुम, उसके हाथों में हाथ डाले,

मेरे सामने घूमा करती थीं |

तुम्हारे और उसके वो जो,

कुछ संवाद मैंने पड़े थे,

वो मुझे आज भी,

शब्द-दर-शब्द याद हैं |

तब, जब मैं मानसिक रोगी सा हो गया था,

मैं नींद का पता भूल चुका था,

और भूख भी कुछ खास लगती नहीं थी,

तब तुम इतना भी ना कर सकीं,

कि मेरी इस हालत को और ना बढ़ातीं |

तुम तो जैसे मेरे सभी ज़ख्मों को,

एक खंजर लेकर जितना हो सके,

उतना गहरा कर देना चाहती थीं |

लेकिन उस बेबसी भरे दौर में भी,

मैं अकेला ना था |

तुम्हारे जाने के बाद,

तुम्हारी यादें तो थीं ही,

साथ में हर पल चुभते,

मुझे तोड़ कर रख देने वाले,

तुमसे जुदाई के एहसास ने भी,

मेरा साथ ना छोड़ा था |

ख़ैर! ये सब बातें अब पुरानी हो गई हैं |

मैं उस दौर से अब निकल चुका हूँ |

अब तो उस दर्द ने भी,

काफ़ी हद तक मेरा साथ छोड़ दिया है |

एक अरसा हो गया है,

जब तुम्हारे नाम का कतरा,

मेरी आँखों से नहीं निकला |

ज़िन्दगी में कई मुकाम पा चुका हूँ मैं,

मगर ये कम्बख्त तुम्हारा ख़याल,

अब भी रोज़ मुझसे होकर गुज़रता है |

तीन बरस हो गए हैं तुमको देखे हुए,

तुम कहाँ हो, कैसी हो,

अब क्या करती हो,

खुश हो या नहीं,

ऐसे कई सवालों के जवाबों के लिए मैं,

अक्सर तड़पा करता हूँ |

और ना जाने क्यूँ,

आज भी जब मैं किसी नए से मिलता हूँ,

कोशिश करता हूँ तुम्हें भुला देने की,

एक नयी शुरूआत करने की,

तुम... तुम मुझे रोक लेती हो |

तुम मेरी ज़िन्दगी से तो चली गयीं,

ना जाने मेरे ज़हन से क्यूँ नहीं गयीं |

लेकिन अब बस बहुत हुआ!

मैंने तय कर लिया है,

कि मैं तुम्हें भूल जाऊंगा |

नहीं! रुको!

बस आज के दिन और याद कर लेता हूँ |

मैं कल से तुम्हें भूल जाऊँगा |

दौड़ती ज़िन्दगी....

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 28 Sep 2017 09:05:00 +0000

तो जनाब देखिए, बात कुछ ऐसी है कि ये जो ज़िन्दगी है ना, ये एक बिगड़े हुए बच्चे की मानिंद हो गयी है | मेरी बात बिल्कुल नहीं सुनती | जब देखो इधर-उधर भागती रहती है, और मैं इसके पीछे पीछे इस कोशिश में भागता रहता हूँ कि इसको मना लूँ और अपने हिसाब से इसको चलाऊँ | बस इसी कोशिश में सुबह से शाम और शाम से अगली सुबह हो जाती है और मुझको पता भी नहीं लगता | दिन हफ्तों में बदल जाते हैं, हफ्ते महीनों में और महीने सालों में, पर मैं हूँ कि बस, इसके पीछे भागता ही रहता हूँ |

खैर, जिस तरह बच्चे थक जाते हैं ना बहुत देर भागने के बाद, शायद ये भी थक जाएगी एक दिन और मेरे पास आकर बैठेगी मेरी कहानियाँ सुनने के लिए | वो कहानियाँ जिनमें ज़िक्र तो इसी का होगा | हाँ आप लोगों के रूप में कुछ दूसरे किरदार भी होंगे, लेकिन कहानी तो इसके इर्दगिर्द ही घूमेगी |

तब तक, तब तक तो बस वही रोज़मर्रा की तरह इस keyboard पर उंगलियां चलाते हुए या हाथ में कलम लिए हुए कुछ लिखता जाऊंगा, कभी code तो कभी कहानी, कविता, या कोई नज़्म, ये सोचते हुए कि शायद मैं अपने सपनों को पूरा करने की तरफ चल रहा हूँ |

Let go... Why should I???

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sun, 03 Jul 2016 07:59:00 +0000

Days.. Weeks.. Months.. and then years pass by, but the memories don't seem to go away. Sure, life happens and you get involved in different things, your daily routine changes, your habits might change, but a part of you stays clung to an area of your past that everybody has always, ever, told you to get away from.

But why do we feel that there is such a pressing need to get away from the past? I think that's because we are afraid. People say that if you live in your past, you won't be able to build a future. I don't think they could be more wrong.

Taking a part of your past with you throughout your life doesn't mean you are stagnant. You can grow at a mad pace and still hold your past with you. If you appreciate relationships, if you think memories are made to be remembered, if the word "forever" holds even little meaning for you, you'll understand what I am saying here.

Do at any point of time you love someone with a precondition that he/she stays with you for the lifetime? No, right? You just love. You just love because you never know when does that happen, and once it has happened, there's no going back. Why do we, then, talk about 'moving on' and forgetting our most precious relationships. Why can't we hold on to them as we walk through the journey called life and appreciate the time we spent in those relationships?

From where I see this world, and the way we spend our lives, I see that all of us have messed up in a pretty massive way. ALL OF US! We wake up late, rush to work, spend the day aimlessly working for others, come back late, spend a long time cursing life, and then go to bed. And in the little time that is left in our busy lives, we try to indulge in meaningless relationships.We find partners just for the sake of it, just because that's the 'trend', not because we have real feelings for the other person. The new trend of these dating apps and the like is in itself a disaster. How can you hope to find a meaningful relationship among people who are all spending hours *only* in swiping left/right on random people in hope of finding 'love'. For all I know, love just happens. You don't have to be so desperate to find it.

I chose to be 'old school' instead of being part of the mad race that is going on this world. I chose to live life holding the dearest of my memories close to my heart instead of trying to forget them. And I am glad I do this.

Like There's No End

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 13 May 2016 09:12:00 +0000

I loved you, like there's no end,
You and me, I thought we blend..
Nights are the same, I am not able to sleep,
Reasons have changed, the smiles have been buried too deep..
Red with roses, used to be this floor,
It remains red, the blood spill is galore...
My spirit is crushed, I am no longer a soul,
Just a walking body, roaming sans a goal...
I still remember, the first look in your eyes,
It was something, that made me trust all your lies...
Yeah I loved you, like there's no end,
Little did I know, breaking hearts is a trend...

The Chaos...

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 28 Oct 2015 18:27:00 +0000

It's chaos. It's a turmoil. There are huge Tsunamis within me right now destroying every bit they are coming across. But that's what Tsunamis are supposed to do anyway, right?

In situations like this, you sit back and reflect on everything that is going on in your life, everything that has happened in your life, everything that you had planned and dreamed of, everything that turned out the way you expected it to, and everything that didn't turn out that way. There's little you can do about any bit of that, but you still hunt for answers. Answers to the Why's. Answers to the How's. And answers to the When's. And when the brain gets tired of framing it's own questions, delivering the self made animated and favorable answers, presenting counter-logics, repeating the questions, giving different, yet still favorable answers, and repeating it all again, it takes you back to a place you do not want to be in. It makes you a body full of frustration, an upset lot of mass, and a dejected being.

Then begins the vicious cycle. The cycle of being depressed, letting that depression & frustration seep into your daily work, and letting the work get messed up further, adding to the frustration.

You need a break, a long and refreshing one, away from the distractions of the mad race of this world and into the lap of mother nature, into a world that was gifted to us in its raw and beautiful form. Go, take that break!!

Yet for me, it is a different story altogether. I love the Tsunamis. I love them, coz they are now a part of me that has been there for quite a long time. Lately, they have started making some abbreviated visits, but they never let me forget them. They make me averse to the activities around me, and this isolation actually works good for me. It acts as an insulation, as a barrier for my frustration from leaking into the lives of people around me. It keeps furthering the chaos, and man, I so love it!!!

Love Happens Only Once

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 09 Apr 2015 17:49:00 +0000

"Love happens only once. Rest, my dear, is a compromise."

They say you can never ever forget your first love. This is true, because after the first one, it is not love. It is either a rebound relationship, or infatuation that would fade away, or maybe you are just lying to yourself. True Love knocks your door only once, and if you don't answer the call, you would regret for the rest of your life. It might give you a second chance, but you cannot be certain about it. So never, ever, lose your true love. Because you might not know how losing your love is like.

"Losing your love is like having a thousand lives, and have them all die at once. "

Old Pages of The Diary

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 09 Apr 2015 17:41:00 +0000

I once asked you 'Can We Be More Than Just Friends?'
You made my life a bliss by answering in the affirmative.
I once asked you 'Will you always be mine?'
You rebuked me for asking the question, for you said there was never a chance of you leaving me.
You made me confident of myself, and I always derived my confidence from you.
It is you who continue to affect my life every moment, even when you are not now with me.
I could not thank my fortunes enough for bringing you, a true angel, in the life of a person like me, who was good for nothing.
Girl, I could never express my love for you in words. I could never, even if I try, stop loving the princess, who for some years, was part of my life.
Your beautiful memories still make me smile, but the very next moment, my eyes turn damp as I realize I now just have those memories to live by.

Zinda To Ab Bhi Hoon...

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sat, 28 Jun 2014 07:07:00 +0000

ऐसा तो नहीं की मैं अब जिंदा नहीं,
बस ज़िन्दगी अब मेरे साथ नहीं है...

साँसें तो अब भी ले रहा हूँ मैं,
पर न जाने क्यूँ,
मुझे अब जिंदगानी कोसों तक नज़र नहीं आती...

तुम कहा करती थी ना, कि हँसते हुए अच्छा लगता हूँ,
देखो, अब भी मुस्कुराता हूँ,
मगर सिर्फ दिखाने के लिए...

तुम चली गयी, इसका गम नहीं मुझको,
गम तो है, कि मैं तुम्हे रोक न पाया...

मैं तब भी लिखता था, मैं अब भी लिखता हूँ,
बस मामूली सा फर्क है मेरे लिखने में,
तब तुम्हारे लिए लिखता था,
अब तुम्हे याद कर लिखता हूँ...

तुम्हे अच्छा लगता था, मेरा तुम्हें यूँ देखना,
ज़िन्दगी में फिर कभी, किसी को यूँ देख न पाउँगा...

तुम कह गयी थी ना, कि कभी किसी को बता नहीं सकता,
देखना, एक दिन सबके सामने, हमारी गाथा मैं सुनाऊंगा...

"आज मैं कुछ नया शुरू कर रहा हूँ...
साथ बिताये उस वक़्त को, शब्दों में संजोने जा रहा हूँ...
इन शब्दों को मिलाकर, मैं एक कहानी कहने जा रहा हूँ.."

Pouring Out My Heart...

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 05 May 2014 07:06:00 +0000

I have poured out my heart into this..
I want to say a thousand things to you, but I know you would not listen..
I want to hug you so tight that I forget everything, but I know that's not possible..
I want to see you for hours and smile, but I know that's not in my fate..
I want to hold your hand and tell the world proudly that you are mine, but I know that's not my right anymore..
I wish I could be the one who is the reason for your smile and the shoulder you reach out to when you are sad..
The many promises I made to you and all the dreams we kindled together, I wish I could fulfill all of that..
I want our story to be an inspiration for others and I want it to be one which re-establishes people's belief in the fact that true love exists even today..
I want to laugh on the face of my fate and say, "Look, I defeated you"..
I want ki wo jo dialogue hai na ki kisi ko agar puri shiddat se chaho toh har zarra tumhe us se milane ki saazish karta hai, I want ki ye dialogue real life mein bhi equally applicable ho..
Shayada bahut zyada maang liya maine, but all I want is YOU..

If I had to express what I want in just 7 words, all I would say is
"I want to grow old with you"..

Aisa Kyun Hota Hai....

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sun, 20 Apr 2014 07:05:00 +0000

Wo kehti thi mere bina reh nahi payegi,
Aaj mere bina har pal ka jashn manati hai,
Kehti thi wo ki meri muskurahat pasand hai,
Aaj mere aansuon ko bhi dekhti tak nahi,
Wo taakti thi meri raah har pal,
Aaj mujhe dekh nazre fer leti hai,
Wo kehti thi meri kavita use pasand hai,
Aalam ab ye hua ki apna ek bhi lafz us ko suna nahi sakta,
Sada mere saath rehne ka vaada karti thi wo,
Kaise ek pal mein badal gayi main bata nahi sakta,
Jise chaha maine itna toot kar,
Woh chali gayi meri khushi loot kar,
Shayad yahi pyar ki reet rahi hogi,
Ya fir meri haar ki feharist mein, bas ek aur pankti judi hogi...

Are Feelings So Cheap??

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 14 Apr 2014 07:04:00 +0000

It is just too easy for people to change, to hurt, but they don't realize how difficult it is for the person getting hurt....
I have never been able to understand the way most people in our generation behave.. Feelings have become too cheap.. Love has become something which people easily shift from one person to another.. Very comfortably and very quickly...
Today a person might be with you and 10 days later he/she might be seen roaming with someone else with all the happiness of the world on his/her face...
I want to ask a question to everyone, are feelings really so cheap? You stay with a person for years and then suddenly you are so happy with someone else that you kick the person out of your life, and that too abruptly.. Have we become so selfish?
I thought I have with me someone who is different from others, but alas! I have learnt that no matter how close someone is to you, you cannot judge them... No bloody psychologist in this world can completely understand what a person is and what he thinks...
I would hope that this message somehow gets across to the intended person:

"Zindagi ruki toh nahi,
Par tham si gayi hai,
Zinda toh hoon,
Par jise jeena kehte hain, wo baat nahi hai,
Par uthenge wapas ek din,
Zindagi ko hum bhi fir apnayenge,
Mar se gaye hain jo khwaab,
Unhe pura karne ka junoon hum fir se jagayenge,
Sun le tu ae bewafa,
Zindagi tujh se hi hai ye sach hai,
Par is sach ko jhooth hum kar dikhlayenge "

My Heart Still Skips a Beat..

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 10 Apr 2014 07:02:00 +0000

Girl, my heart still skips a beat when I see you...
I had begun to thought that I would soon be over it, but I was wrong.... My heart still felt the butterflies when you passed before me today.. I still felt the same love that I felt the very first time... This is probably because the memories of the time we spent together are etched deep in my heart, and nothing you do will be enough to wash away these memories...
Baby, wherever you go, whoever you live with in your life, just remember that this guy will always love you madly.... Always... And yeah I know forever is a very long time....
I had once quoted to you, "no amount of time is enough with you, but let's start with forever"
Maybe you forgot this, but I would never be forgetting this...

Winning.........

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sun, 15 Jan 2012 06:46:00 +0000

What exactly does it mean to win? Is it something that gets you happiness by undermining others? Is it just the feeling to be on the top of the world?

Winning doesn't' only mean coming first,
It means to perform your best,
Winning doesn't mean to defeat others,
It means to win over their hearts,
You win when you help someone,
You win when you spread smiles,
There are people who count upon you,
You win when you make them proud,
You win when you don't fail,
You win when you achieve,
You can win every moment of Life,
You just need to win over yourself.......

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 26 Dec 2011 12:47:00 +0000

Life is full of challenges. Challenges of all kind keep coming in our way. They often seem to present obstacles in our work. But I love challenges. Not for one, but for many reasons. They just turn me on and inspire me to perform with all of my energy and enthusiasm. For me, it is like a necessity to overcome a challenge. It’s a chance to improve myself and keep my belief strong that IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHING.

There’s a famous quote, ‘Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up’. If you are afraid of the challenge that lays ahead you, you may be one of these people.
So guys come on, stop allowing the challenges in your life to be a deterrent in your path. They are the best opportunity that God throws at you. Grab the opportunity and make the best out of it. Remember, “You don’t get opportunities, you have to create them”

A part of me withers away everyday.......

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 28 Apr 2011 07:35:00 +0000

Missing you is now
The only thing I do all day,
A part of me
Withers away everyday,
You are in my smiles,
In my tears,
You are too far,
Yet, too near,
Earlier I believed I could learn,
But now I know I can’t,
Coz learning to live without you,
Hurts like a cactus plant,
I try to keep myself busy,
But it’s not easy anyway,
A part of me,
Withers away everyday,
Lost in your memories,
My throat often goes dry,
But I hold back my tears,
I say to myself I must not cry,
I have gone deaf,
I have gone dumb,
This world I don’t notice,
Loneliness has made me numb,
I still have a hope,
And everyday I pray,
But, a part of me,
Withers away everyday,
This world is true,
Something still gives me a clue,
We’ll meet, yes we will,
No matter how high there may be a hill,
If there is something called a heart,
If I was ever true on my part,
Then the thorns between us,
Will never tear me apart,
No hill and no thorn,
None can block our way,
But what should I do,
A part of me,
Still withers away everyday………………

A lunch with the Prime Minister......

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 11 Apr 2011 12:21:00 +0000

What an experience it was. A man like me, a person who earns just Rs. 25000 per month and who commutes between North Mumbai and South Mumbai every morning and evening was experiencing the pleasure of having lunch with the real head of the country. Yesterday was a day when I had lunch with none other than The Prime Minister of India. I was sitting before Mr. Manmohan Singh after passing through so many security checks and with so many security guards and commandos surrounding me, rather I should say surrounding him. My head was bulging with thoughts, with questions and with doubts. The worst question that my mind darted at me was, “Will they shoot me if I dropped something on the floor?”. If that was not enough, my great mind posed another question to me, “Is there a possibility that I am having lunch with a look alike of Mr. Manmohan Singh and they have hid the real prime minister somewhere?”. Man, I was really getting mad. But how can a person like me stop himself from getting mad when he is sitting in front of such an eminent personality. Then my mind reminded me of the questions that I had planned to ask him. “Sir how do you manage so many scams?” “Have you taken even one decision on your own in your term or were they all Sonia ji’s?” “Please tell me about any more scam that’s in the pipeline” “Do you guys run some coaching classes on corruption?”. There were much more of these questions, but I was not able to bring myself to ask any one of them. I looked up to see him and several other persons eating in calm. Then I again began to think how I landed up having lunch with the head of the state(Yes I was not eating, although so many delicacies were lying before me, and the thing was that no one was even asking me to eat). But suddenly someone called my name and my heart began to beat so fast as if it was in a race to set a Guinness world record. I heard my name again. I turned around sweating with fear. “Why are you sweating, the AC’s on, right?”. My colleague Prakash was standing before me. My lunch break was over and my tiffin was still lying intact before me…………………..

The world's not mine......

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 07 Apr 2011 09:18:00 +0000

Standing in the crowd,
I find myself alone,
In this world of pseudo humans,
To feel alienated I am prone,
I find everyone just the same,
It seems they are playing a game,
Game of hearts it is called,
In which others pain is everyone's pleasure,
The spirit of brotherhood has vanished,
And others sorrows have become everyone's treasure,
I don't know till when this will last,
Till when at others hearts people will throw a stone,
But all I know is,
standing in this crowd,
I find myself alone!!!!!!!!

The breeze and me.......

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 07 Apr 2011 09:00:00 +0000

The air last night whistled past my ears,
It whispered to me,
And promised it will let me know if you are in tears,
Tears, I said to myself,
I will never let roll down your eyes,
I will give you not any sorrow, not any lies,
I told the breeze to take your care,
Coz I will always try, but at times I may not be there,
It asked me why,
And I said because one day I may have to die,
That would be the only time I will not be around,
But I will not leave behind for you,
Any pain that may surround,
We chatted for long,
And in the end the breeze and I both said cheers....
And that was a night when the air whistled past my ears!!!!!!!!

On Suicides and all..........

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 10 Mar 2011 13:37:00 +0000

Hamare India mein pehli class ka result badmen ata hai aur agli class k lie tuitions pehle shuru ho jati hain. Toh meri bhi 11th ki tuitions 10th ka result ane se pehle hi shuru ho chuki thin. Maine science side lene ka faisla kia tha. Science side le toh li par wo atoms ka jhamela, differentiation ki mar, aur physics ki bhi na jane kitni hi cheejen mere kuch jyada samajh nahi ati thin. Mere marks puri 11th mein lagataar kam hote chale gae. Final term mein mere 66.4% ae the. 88.6% se seedha 66.4% par. Main khud samajh nahi pa raha tha iska karan kya hai. Han, maine padna thoda kam kia tha, par itna bhi nahi ki itne kam number aen. Shayad ye padai thi hi aisi. Main aksar sochta tha ki yaar ye log hume robot samajhte hain kya. Hamari teachers toh aise samajhti thi jaise puri dunia mein humse bada koi nalayak tha hi nahi. Chalo, ye nikkamapan bhi hamare nam k sath jud chukka tha. Ab 12th main pahunch gae the. Padai aur mushkil ho gai. Par jaise ki maine apko bataya mera man isme jyada lagta nahi tha. Aisa nahi hai ki main mushkil cheejon se darta tha. Teachers nikkama samajhti thi, par asal mein main tha nahi. Bat bas itni si thi ki mujhe science padne mein jyada maja nahi ata tha. Mera interest kisi aur hi cheej mein tha. Mehnat toh fir bhi ki. Pre- boards ka jab result aya toh mere 70.2% the. Maine socha, chalo, acha hai, boards mein toh isse jyada hi aenge. Boards ki date sheet bhi aa gai. Main apko bata dun ki zindagi jaisi bhi thi, jitni bhi khali aur bekar thi, khudkushi karne ka khyal kabhi mere man mein nahi aya. Padai ka wo pressure jhelne ki himmat thi mujhme. Arre mere parents, meri behan, sab mujhe kitna pyar karte the. Main bhala kaise soch sakta tha is bare mein. Par pressure jhelne ki himmat sabme nahi hoti. Boards shuru ho chuke the aur pehla exam hue bhi do din beet chuke the. Meri ek friend ka phone aya.

“Mohit, main ja rahi hun. Mujhe chemistry ka paper bilkul nahi ata aur agar mere ache number nahi ae toh apne mom dad ka samna main nahi kar paungi, itni himmat nahi hai mujhme. Maine chithi likh di hai. Aj apne hath par blade bhi chalae par fir ruk gai. Mohit main exams khatam hone tak hi hun, bas itne hi din hain mere. Result ka samna main nahi kar paungi”

Maine socha pagal ho gai hai ye ladki. Arre koi ek stupid se exam ki wajah se aisa karta hai kya. Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha kya bolun.

“Pagal ho gai hai kya. Kaisi baten kar rahi hai.” Bahut samjhaya maine. Exam ke baad milne ko bola.

Milne par bhi maine use bahut samjhaya par uske dimag par toh jaise ek sanak sawar thi. Harkar maine uske mom dad ko bataya. Akhir hum sabke bahut samjhane par bat uske kuch samajh ai.

Wo toh man gai par bahut log aise hain jo is padai ke pressure ko, zindagi ke utar chadav ko jhel nahi pate. Khud ko khatam karna unhe sab se aasan tareeka lagta hai. Doston, ye zindagi itni sasti nahi hai ki hum ise aise hi kho den. Hume apna swarth, apna selfishpan chodna hoga.

Zindagi ek tohfa hai,
Jo milta hai khushnasibi se,
Mana ki ye zindagi apki hai,
Magar har faisla nahi hoga apki marzi se,
Un logon ke bare mein,
Socho kuch lamhon k lie,
Jo taiyaar hain,
Apke lie kuch bhi kar guzarne k lie,
Ek ma, jiski zindagi basti hai apmen,
Wo bap, apke lie kai sapne hain jiski ankhon mein,
Bhai jo ladta bahut hai,
Magar pyar wo apse karta bahut hai,
Kuch dost jinke lie zindagi ka matlab shayad ap ho,
Chahe ap kuch bhi keh lo,
Magar, khushnaseeb to ap bahut ho,
Koi hak nahi apko apno ko rulane ka,
Koi hak nahi apko maut ko apnane ka……….

Dreams on fire......

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 07 Mar 2011 16:59:00 +0000

Time comes, and time goes. Time is now, and time is never. Life isn't that easy as it seems to be. There are a lot of complications, a lot of uncertainties and at times, a lot of disappointment. But what keeps us hooked on to this life is our inner self, our dreams, our dreams on fire……

By having a dream, I have never meant to have loads of money, bungalows, cars…. No!! Absolutely not. By having a dream I mean to have a life of our own, a life which we have imagined, which we build on our own. Ya, that's very important. To build a life on your own. You will have to work for it. No parents, no friends, nothing should grant you that life, only then you will be satisfied by what you have achieved. After all is over, after you are exhausted, and after you are into a life of your own, you will find some moments to go down the memory lane, and those beautiful memories of your hardwork which have put in to achieve those moments of containment will automatically bring a smile on your face.....
By the way, there are a lot of things in our life beyond these dreams. Remember “The mayonnaise jar and the coffee”???? There are things without which our life would still be full. We need to recognize our priorities. Our family, our loved ones, these people matter more than any other thing in our life. You need to dream in order to achieve it. But after you have that dream, you need these people, their support and their belief in you that will only help you in your goal.
There will be times when the path may just seem too uphill. At these times, only these people can make the path a little plain and easy to move on. If not easy, these people can surely provide you with the much needed enthusiasm. Just never let your loved ones go away……………………….

I am always alone, even in a crowd!!!!!!!!!!

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 24 Feb 2011 16:26:00 +0000

I don't know why,
But it feels alone even in a crowd,
When people laugh,
It seems they are laughing at me,
People seem uninterested,
While talking to me..........

The words may seem like those of a loser. Maybe they are. But maybe, they are of a dreamer. Someone who lives in a world of his own, cherishing a dream, a passion in his crazy mind. Someone who is not proud of himself, but is proud of his dreams. Whatever he does, whatever he thinks, all reflects his hunger for achievement. The fire burning within him for his goals shows in his eyes. Who is he??? He is me, he is you, and he is each one of us. We just have to search ourselves and have to find our dream. Not a dream that the world gives us, but one that we just saw the other day, with open eyes. And once you find that one dream, you will live for it. Come, experience it. Come, dream yourself!!!!!!!!!!

eBook v/s print......

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 24 Feb 2011 15:42:00 +0000

Technology, something that has changed the way we live over the past few years. Life has eased a lot thanks to some great minds who keep inventing something for our benefit. Since Facebook arrived, the way we socialize has changed significantly. Life without Google is difficult to imagine for many. Morning walks have been replaced by treadmill. What once used to be a long wait in the queues is now a matter of few clicks. Ya, life has really changed………..

But something that might never change is the pleasure of reading a book in print rather than reading an eBook. It might be easier to find your desired book in a few minutes and reading it in a Kindle or iPad, but it would never overcome the merits of a printed book.

I can’t imagine myself reading a 270 page Five point someone on a touch screen. I would always prefer to read it like a book is meant to be read. I would like to preserve it over years in my book shelf, not like the Kindle people who may delete it after reading. In any way, reading a book behind a screen would never enchant me like a printed novel would……………………

Sunshine........

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 22 Feb 2011 09:10:00 +0000

Just like any other day it was,
When I saw an angel,
Yeah an angel she was,
I couldn’t sleep that night,
I tried and tried,
But it was nothing but a sleepless night,
I saw her for many days onn,
And one fine day,
I thought we were friends from now on,
But I failed to realize it was a lure,
And there was no cure,
No cure there was for the shattered pieces of my heart,
We were not friends,
And it felt that someone had hit me with a dart…………
Months later I found myself
In friendship with the angel,
And this time it was all the more blissful,
My life shone bright with her friendship,
As an angel she is,
Her face her smile brings all the bliss,
To have found such a person, I am proud,
For she betrays my thinking about this world, this crowd,
A friend whom I would never be able to forget,
No matter how hard I try,
I am glad I found you!!!!!!!!!!

Zindagi Jeene Ka Naam Hai Jeele.............

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 24 Jan 2011 11:32:00 +0000

Literally, it means life. In the dictionaries it is defined as the period from birth to death But, in its true sense, it means to spend each and every moment as if it is your last moment. To live like all the happiness in this world was meant for you. And to attain all that you want, infusing all your energy in doing so.
But in this modern world, where some find it just too difficult to even spare a few extra hours from their work, I think no one is living a life. No one have a ‘Zindagi’.
Let’s see. How many of us often have time when we sit back, relax, and have nothing going on in our mind? No tension, no stress, just nothing. A very few of us. So, what is the reason that we stopped living a life and became meager machines? Why can’t we spare some moments of peace, of rest and some moments to free the mind from all the strain and let its imagination go wild, fascinating everything that it could. And if we could let ourselves do all of the above, and that we cherish all these moments, that is what I call life.
Life is not just to roam around on bikes; it’s not about going to discs every night and coming back home very late in the night and nor is it to do anything that hurts anyone in the world. It is to derive happiness from the joy of others; to be happier by feeding a poor than by spending bucks in a five star hotel. Life is something which cannot be simply expressed in words. So, all I would say that life means…………….. well, I would leave that to you, let yourself be free and live life in the way you want it…………………..