How SOMEBODY ceases to exist!!

How abruptly do situations change
How people become strange
How SOMEBODY you had a fetish for
Is nowhere in the range

How you thought SOMEBODY was just like you
And now their perceptions lie miles apart
How SOMEBODY who was to be there for entire life
Is no longer a part

How meeting SOMEBODY was so important that you just couldnot resist
Things have turned around soo bitterly
That SOMEBODY now ceases to exist...

पतझड़ का वो गिरता पत्ता.......

पतझड़ का वो गिरता पत्ता
समेटे  था  अपने  भीतर अनगिनत दस्ताने
स्मृति  पटल पर  देख  रहा  था
गुजरे पलों की गाथाएँ

याद  आ  रहा  था  वो  क्षण  उसको
जिस  क्षण  उसका  सृजन  हुआ
हरा -भरा  सा  रंग  था उसका
अनेकों संभावनाएं  समेटा  हुआ

नई  उम्मीद  थी,नया  सफर था
नया  जोश  था  उसमे भरा
नयी  सोंच संग प्रकृति  की
गोद में  पलता रहा

माघ की कपकपाती ठंड भी झेली थी  उसने
जेठ  की गर्मी  में भी था तपा
संघर्ष  ने जब व्याकुल किया था
सावन  की ओट में था जा छुपा

उन दिनों को याद करके
आज था वो उदास सा

हरा रंग पीला हुआ
अब हो चुका था भूरा
नन्ही कोपल का नवजात शिशु
अब हो चूका था बूढा

यू तो गिर रहा था ज़मीन पर
फ़िर भी एक अज़ीब सी चमक थी उसकी आँखो में
शायद कहना चाह रहा था :
नन्ही कोपल फिर जन्मेगी

अबकी बार......   मेरी  साँसों  में.......

     अबकी बार......   मेरी  साँसों  में.......

FINDING YOURSELF

Research shows that most of the times we people are busy finding a nice company…We keep searching  for our Bosom Buddies and Soul Sisters; people to whom we can speak our heart out, with whom we laugh our lungs out, to whom we can blabber shit  and enjoy till our heart drips..

Most of the times we are creepy about the lives of others (for whatsoever ‘out of the box’ logics we have).These ‘others’ may be your CRUSH, some friend ,the person you look up to or some Sharmaji-Vermaji kind of neighbours. We are more interested in knowing what is going on in ‘their’ lives,.. what is ‘their’ RELaTIONShip Status, what car ‘they’ brought or simply ‘their’ flair of interests…

 Most of the times we are busy finding faults in others,pointing out their fallies and proving them wrong. Afterall we are humans…Transcending others is ‘quite’ a feeling for us.

Most of the times we are busy scrutinizing what others have and we don’t…we feel his/her life is a complete bliss and mine…A TOTAL MESS!!!!!

So while we spend “MOST ” of our time over such petty things,lets do something pertinent “for a change”…something that is really worth our time; that is: FINDING ourself, believing in ourself, being with ourself….

You might find the best of friends on earth with whom you might share the deepest of your secrets,,,But believe you me,the best person to be around ;in this whole universe is YOU…

                 Feel the essence in you…feel your fragrance…feel your beauty..Give yourself a placebo of happiness…

In this fast paced world you undoubtedly “have” to compete and excel.. but don’t ever allow this competitiveness take over your life..Emulating YOURSELF would be an excellent idea though…Try being a better YOU everyday. Remember the Classmate ad: “ Aspire to be the first YOU rather than being the next somebody”.

I know everybody cannot be a wunderkind but all of us ‘can’ be a Phoenix bird…Learn to rise from your mistakes. Here’s a simple test: If YOU know your mental , emotional ,scientific ,intellectual (or whatever such quotient exists)..you are on the right path.Give yourself a ‘High Five’ and keep marching ahead..But Just in case you don’t…What are you waiting for? Spend time with YOURSELF..Discover the enigma in YOU…Take YOURSELF on a date, treat YOURself special and do everything and anything that makes YOU and YOUR soul happy,without caring about what the world thinks of it…It is YOUR life and you are not here to give any explainations whatsoever…

And tell all those paranoids,sadists and pessimists out there that they are not the last ones to be left on earth amidst some wild beasts…So RELAX..Take a deep breath,Stay CALM and stop being cynical..for God doesnot attain any pleasure in pinging you…

Your life might not be impeccable..but it is definitely “THE MOST”amazing and beautiful with all its imperfections…You know why? Because of the simple fact that it has YOU in it…and YOU are AWESOMEee ..

So Rise up!! Garner yourself..Be audacious!! And Resurge to conquer this world…

DISCLAIMER: MY NAME IS AISHWARYA AND I AM ‘NOT’ SELF OBSESSED….

                                (but definitely on the way to becoming pragmatically SELF concerned…)

FARSH SE ARSH TAK

 

Ek bahut hi purani kahawat h:

Khud hi ko kar buland itna ki khuda bande se khud puche

Bol teri raza kya hai….

Aur is kahawat ko sahi mayno me yadi kisi ne sach karke dikhaya hai to vo hain Shri “Narendra Damodardas Modi”.

Sabse pehle mein  yaha par yeh spasht kar dena chahugi ki yeh lekh kisi rajneetik drishtikon se nahi likha gya h naa hi iska maksad modiji ka gungan karna hai..kyuki aisa to bahut se anubhavi lekhak pehle hi kar chuke h. Is lekh ke maadhyam se mai to kewal apne liye evam apne jaise karodo yuvao ke liye ek ‘prernastrot’ talaash rahi hu…

Mai kisi rajnitik party ke netashri se prabhavit nhi hui isliye mere liye ye mayne nahi rakhta ki ve kaunsi party vishesh se talluk rakhte hai. Mai to prerit hui hu ek aise ‘sadharan’ vyakti se jisne apni ‘asaadharan’ ”soch” se vishwa ke sabse bade loktantra ke pradhanmantri hone ka gaurav prapta kiya.

   Unke chai bechne se lekar sangh pracharak banne,tadupraant mukhyamantri banne ki kahani to sabko gyaat hi h. Aur isme kuch naya bhi to nahi… Akhir  Amitabh bacchan ho ya ambani,adani…sabne apne jivan ki shurwat isi prakar ki kathinaiyo se joojh kar hi to ki thi.

 Paruntu jis baat ne mujhe aakarshit kiya,vah h godhra kand ki ghatna se lekar 7RCR tak ka unka safar…

Vahi  godhra kaand jisne modiji ko sabki nazro me khalnayak ke taur par sthapit kar dia. Vahi modi jinko lekar vipaksh me to kya swayam party me bhi matbhed jaari raha, Jinke liye vishwa superpower America ne bhi apne darwaaze humesha ke liye band kar liye….

                  Unhone ekaek aisa kya kar dia ki saari ki saari paristhiti hi ulat pad gyi? Aaj vohi Khalnayak RASHTRANAYAK ban chala hai…jinki chavi party ke liye daagdaar saabit ho rhi thi,aj vohi party unki chatrachaya ke liye agrasar hai..aur to aur vohi america jisne apne darwaaze unke liye band kar diye the aaj khushi se unse milne ke liye tatpar hai..

Agar isi pravah me socha jaaye to sabkuch ek sapna sa… jaadui sa mehsoos hota h… parantu yehi HAQUEEQUAT hai.

Gujrat ke ek chote se gaun ke saadharan parivar se aane vale,chai bechkar apni guzar basar karne waale,jinke paas na to koi asaadharan degree thi aur naa hi angrezi ka atyadhik gyaan.Aise vyakti  jo kabhi pradhanmantri ke liye kursiya lagaya karte the.. aaj swayam kursidhaari ban gye..

Parantu yeh sab akasmaat nahi hua hai. Modiji  jitney kushal prabandhak hain utne hi dridh rajneetigya bhi.Paristhiti ko bhaanp kar  sahi kadam uthana unhe bakhoobi ata hai. Shayad isi karan ve pehle hi jaan gye ki mazhab aur jaativaad se banta desh evam mehngai aur bhrashtachar se trast logo ko keval vikas ki raah hi dikhayi  ja sakti hai. Jis technology me ve swayam ko kamzor paate the usi technology ko apni shakti banakar unhone  ek mazboot janadhaar taiyar kiya. Vohi log jo unhe ek bhakshak ke roop me dekhte the  aj unhe unme apna sabse bada rakshak dikh raha hai. Unki anoothi ranneeti ne aj unhe us sthan par pahuchaya hai jahan ki parikalpana karna bhi kuch samay pehle tak mushkil tha. Aur apne is safar se ve hume bhi ye sikha gye ki :

Har naa ka matlab inkaar nahi hota

Har nakaami ka matlab haar nahi hota

Hawao ka rukh hum bhi mod sakte hain

Toote sapno ko fir se jod sakte hain

Zindagi nahi ruk jaati chand mushkilo ki khatir

Jo khud par ho poora vishwaas

To samaaj kya cheez hai

Hum swayam BHAGYA ki zanziro ko bhi tod sakte hain

To aaiye hum bhi is kahani se seekh le aur aage badhe. Kya pta hmare prayas kuch saalo baad hume bhi aise hi kisi lekh ka Vishay bana de…

                                                                                                                      

THE LOST SOUL

The rainbow still has seven colours
But it has lost its hue
The sky is still unruffled
But is no longer blue

The wind is still blowing...
But has lost its fierce
It is still raining outside
But all I can see.. is falling tears

The cuckoo is still singing
But the song has lost its soul
The stage is still set,the play is going on
But now there's no one to portray his role..

The people say"Show must go on"
Time does not stop for those who have gone

And here I sit amidst the people
Trying to recover the lost chord
But meanwhile I was doing this
I discovered that I have not lost you
rather I have found a new Lord....