मेरा अज़ीज़ सामान

क्यों ऐसा होता है 

के कभी कभी घर से  निकलके 

बहुत दूर चलने के बाद 

याद आता है , के 

पीछे कुछ छूट गया 

कुछ ज़रूरी सा, कुछ अज़ीज़ सा 

जो संभाला था कई जतनों से 

वही बेहद कीमती सा, 

घर पर ही छूट गया 

अब् पीछे जाना मुश्किल है 

और आगे चलना भी मुनासिब नहीं 

क्या करूँ, दिल में बड़ी कश्मकश  है 

कुछ देर रुक जाती हूँ 

बीच रास्ते  में  अनमनी सी होकर थम जाती हूँ 

फिर कुछ सोच के, भारी मन से 

आगे बढ़ जाती हूँ 

पर मेरा मन , वहीँ छूट जाता है 

मेरा वह अज़ीज़ सामान , 

मुझे अब भी वापस बुलाता है 

Under the Tree

Silhouttes of a tree| Image by- http://bit.ly/XkhAdY

Sometimes life can play cruel games- on ALL of us!! We rush, we run, we compete, we complete targets, we laugh, we party but then we all come back “home”- to a place that we call our own! A place where we get in our pajamas and sweatshirts and we don’t mind what our hair look like!! And then we, at least for once think about the entire day and this is the moment when we realize how there is just no body around!!

We have friends- a lot of them (thanks to office and facebook and whatspp and what not) who might be just a ping away but do we really have them in our lives?? Probably not! It’s just an illusion we create for ourselves that okay I am around people- all the time which is so not true! Fact is that everyone is at his/her own. Everyone-even those so called friends have their own lives, their own set of friends, love of lives etc. When we are together, it’s nothing more than the fact that we both need each other for this much time and that’s it!! There is a mutual need which gets fulfilled and we think we have people!! Blah!!

So it’s better to get accustomed to this, to find peace being with ourselves, to enjoy the solace- and the sooner it is the better it gets! Because eventually, there is actually no body.

Why do we look for a green surrounding while taking up a new flat, probably it may add to the beauty of your balcony or may be a good view to your eyes but do we ever think how peaceful those same trees may become whilst we sit under them – all by ourselves! I bet nobody! And this is the ugly truth of life! We sit under those trees, all by ourselves, only in the silhouettes of memoirs and nostalgia and a husky voice which says – Yes accept it now, this is the fact, there is no body!

And then it makes me think – why do we even need people in our life- just because Man is a social animal?? Well, man is an animal no doubt but in a different way, the theory ‘survival of the fittest’ also applies here. The one who can as much tolerate you as a person, remains longest in our lives and rest just drift away. Nobody makes an effort, nobody even tries to survive- a little longer- and this is what makes you go and sit under that tree all by yourself.

Had there been a little more effort, a little more urge to fight and to stay back- nobody would go and hug those trees, nobody would try to find solace in that dampness and nobody would write something like this!!

But then, as I said, life plays cruel games- on ALL of us!! No one is spared! And people just hush around, still trying to find friends in books, music, cigarettes and for that matter people but –actually Nothing happens!!

So let this fight end here, let this race be only with yourself, let there not be any desire to sit under those trees with your hand in someone’s—and then I hope, we all might survive this cruel game of life!!

"बदलाव"

वक़्त गुज़रता है , रिश्ते बदलते हैं
दिलों के साथ साथ , दिलों के डर भी बदलते हैं
किस्से, कहानियाँ, यादें बदलती हैं
शामों के साथ , फिर रातें बदलती हैं ,
एहसास बदलते हैं , अलफ़ाज़ भी बदलते हैं
इज्हारों के साथ , उम्मीदें बदलती हैं
इंसान और फितरतें भी ,
आखिर बदल जाते हैं ;

सिर्फ बदलाव ही तो है जो एक सा रहता है
इसके अलावा तो
सब कुछ बदलता है !!

"Because only Change remains constant!!"

नींद

"बहुत खुशनसीब होते हैं जिन्हें नींद नसीब होती है , 

कुछ पलों के लिए सही , बेसाख्ता ख्वाहिशों से निज़ात तो मिलती है "

ऐसा भी होता है

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क्या तुम्हें मालूम है ,

ऐसा भी होता है, 

कभी कभार, 

गले में जैसे कुछ, 

अटका सा रहता है; 

सांस का रुख पलट जाता है 

और आँखों का समा ज्यादा रौशन नहीं होता 

मालूम है ऐसा कब होता है, 

जब कुछ अपना, बहुत अपना 

कहीं खो जाता है 

और मैं सोचती हूँ ,

अभी तो यहीं था , ऐसे कैसे खो सकता है 

कुछ दिन ढूँढती  हूँ, 

फिर थोडा मन को समझाती  हूँ, 

अब क्या होगा सोचने से ;

और मन फिर से ज़रा सा ,

भर सा आता है! 

जाते जाते

सोचा था मैंने शायद होना मेरा ख़ुशी है तुम्हारी , 

ख़ुशी हुई जान के, की जाते जाते भी मैंने तुम्हे मायूस नहीं किया 

ऐसे नहीं

"खामोश होकर भी कुछ लव्ज़ बंजर नहीं हुआ करते 

ज़रा ज़रा सरकने से फासले नहीं बना करते "

Sometimes beautiful anklets hide the sour shoe bites!

It happens all the time, we don’t really look at them, caress them or give them their due importance, the importance and respect that they deserve to take us places , by far and by long, to miles and people and to uncertainties and possiblities!

Yes I am talking about our feet, those two supple flesh pieces , always being  the firm base, walking , suffering shoe bites to look good, washed and brushed with chemicals to stay clean, painted in different colors on tips to gloss and still ignored sometimes, scuffed in shoes ! Those feet are just like people of our lives which have always been there- always as a part of the firm base, as the RCC to the building and yet always taken for granted!

We all know, somewhere deep in our hearts, how we actually ignore some of the gems of our lives, think of their availability as their addiction for us , doing everything to them that they don’t deserve at all in the worst ways but still counting on them! We all have such set of people in our lives- who were and are, always by our sides- whenever we need them- and we know it!!

These people are the feet, who if ignored for a long time, can also hide themselves well behind a beautiful leather shoe and look good on the face! They can suffer shoe bites quietly  doesn't means to pack them in sour shoes always, because ultimately it will ache to you, not in the feet but in the brains!

So it’s good if we realize that sooner we start caressing them, realizing their importance in life , appreciating their every selfless effort for us and pedicure them well to gloss!!

And buying a beautiful anklet to add glitz to them will only make YOU feel better!Keep them happy, always!!

Your B’day, My Trauma

By job profile I call myself a Social media jockey which in simple terms means a person who is paid for handling facebook n twitter for a brand! Since it’s a media brand, I am supposed to wish celebs publically on my page on their B’days, death days, anniversaries, pregnancy, child birth and divorces- all for their good life ahead! And in the procedure I do a lot of things which I don’t like or find enough interests in!

It was Amitabh Bachchan’s  B’day today! Apparently he is considered the king of bollywood .  To be honest, I am not a (or an may be) Amitabh Bachchan fan! Means yes I would be excited if I see him in front of me but not excited to actually go and see him (as if I can) still, he doesn’t excites me as a matter of fact!

But to save my job I need to do some extraordinary facebook post so that thousands of people come and ‘like’ it and so that my boss looks up at me with pleased eyes! Since yesterday the articles in Pune Times about Big B have been worrying me and I have been thinking what to post, how to show my so called “creativity”. I just bought a BlackBerry you see and to its worst exploitation, I am also googling “10 amazing facts about Amitabh bachchan” at 1.00 am but in vain! I am petrified coz the 10 points I jotted down were already shown by India Tv this morning slot in their ticker. Makes me worry double now!!

At this moment I just wanted Amitabh to see my You-Did-This face! It’s you because of whom I instead of BBMing right now, am goggling and getting facts about you such as “you can write with both hands” or that “you were named Vijay in 17 of your films” I am sure if you saw me right now, you would have offered me another job (out of pity or social service) as one of your assistants or probably you would have said something super fantastic in your flawless hindi and people would have simply awed at you!!

If I could ever, I would suggest these big shot guys to keep these public matters such as B’days to themselves, it really troubles people with small media jobs! We have clear extra work you see! But okay, I won’t blame you anymore, you are turning 70 and I will still wish you to go for another 10-20 years on a human note.

So keep writing with both your hands (apparently that doesn’t matters because now all of us write with both hands- typing I meant- who writes in paper now)

P.S. I did a facebook post on your bday- A for Amitabh, B for Bachchan , C for Cinema…Z for zanjeer| Result : Pappu paas ho gaya!

PS(2) The above also is stolen, sorry but really couldn't think of you in any way!

Happy B’day Amitabh Bachchan!

वैसे भी

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रास्ते तो हमारे रहने दो 

मंजिलें तो वैसे भी तुम्हारी हैं 

साथ रहना मुनासिब नहीं , 

हाथ थाम के चलना, 

उस में भी क्या शिकायत है

क्यूँ खामखा की दूरियां हैं 

क्या अब भी कुछ छुपा हुआ दरमियाँ है 

ये साथ ही है , जो कुछ भी है 

कहने को मेरा अपना 

जो आगे होना है, 

वो तो अभी से बेगाना है 

कहने दो ना जिसे जो कहना है 

जो मेरा है , 

वो तो वैसे भी तुम्हारा है