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Sunday, February 5, 2017

दर्द एक कुआँ हैं


दर्द एक कुआँ हैं ,
झांको तो दुआ है,
ढूँढ़ो तो धुआँ है।

जाने कैसी ये सच्चाई है -
दर्द से एहसासों की गहराई है,
खुशियाँ तो उड़ते परिंदे हैं
दर्द में बस्ते जिनके घरौंदे हैं।

अनजान इस जहान में,
मूक ख़यालों के बयान में,
अखियों से बरसते वो मोती,
निभाते दर्द से अपनी दोस्ती।

आशाएं जब जन्म लेती,
नयी दिशाओं का सैलाब सा लाती।
दर्द को कर रुख्सत,
नयी उमंग जगती।


Thursday, January 26, 2017

Post - as a toast to my Craziness!

wow...I am proud of myself about the title I gave to this post. Kudos to me!

Yup, staying true to the title...let's begin!. So, I was thinking about how I feel a kick when I am crazy.....as slightly decent* crazy (*not the Jab we met types ;P). I feel more lively within, more cheerful and more confident too...as if  it's my trademark.

Let's recollect some instances -
1.'I want Falooda right away!': I don't exactly remember what triggered the craving for just that pink rose falooda from that one specific shop at Jayanagar and that too on a Tuesday (22nd Nov) night 9.30pm. Firstly, I stay in a abode which is good as a jungle...a far away place ...where most of the population is elderly and hence the layout seems to go off at 8pm itself :(... only dogs bark and wind blows as if they will sway me away.

I asked a few other friends if anyone can join, some were down with cold, others asked - "at this hour?"...are you crazy!, some wanted to but routing/ travelling was problem. I heard them all, asked myself if I am convinced, if the craving is off my heart and mind - the answer was a big 'NO'. I had to follow my heart and just go....'the challenges' added the required kick to my craziness; like - the time of the day - almost 9pm, dark and quiet streets, Demonetization; means I just had the last few notes that sum to a total of 70 INR....and cannot think of any ATM having cash at this hour nor I am going to wait in any que because the priority was Falooda :D. I started without any further delay and after I was close to that area, what I realized was - I do not exactly know which route to take but my heart knew I will find it....just needed one known location that will connect the dots in mind. I ventured in some random lanes and colonies and finally I was right there!...woah!! I reached!

I was very sure that the billing counter will accept card...but no; they do not...I had no option but to give away the last 70 Rs cash I had. As I took the 1st small bite, there was a deep satisfaction to my craving. I felt enough blessed for everything that made me have it...the willingness, the pure urge, the capability to ride a scooter, owning a scooter, having that exact change in my wallet...everything. I was just completely their in that event till I finished it and started my ride back home. On my way back I saw that a close-by ATM was loaded with cash and I could be the 5th one in the line....then what?...I had no change again and a new 2000 INR....a new beginning to many more craziness :D

2. 'Just get on that shody bus': I really cannot stand the truth that I did travel in this private bus for my commute back from office. The commute which ideally takes 1hr 30mins max. but took 3 hours straight that one day. I don't understand why do I do this to myself....I feel a kick when I overhear the talks of local folks in bus...it goes on from what-all to what-not! and it differs with age groups....there were college pass-out girls who were in new jobs and the conversation started with a mere eye contact to years in present company, where they stay...with exact landmarks, how are there boy friend's (college-mates), future plans to settle, current work, company, salaries (😞...I mean how cheap) etc.; then I get diverted to another group of girls girls who were talking about how a MNC has declared 15days business shut-down time..

....have to leave this post half completed as I have not lost the flow. (26th Jain 2017)

Happy Craziness to YOU!