Dont say you cant,for you never know..
What you didnt attempt could have been your mastery on
You dont necesarily lose the battle once fought...
But lose it altogether when give up even before attempting!
World has its own way of describing love
Sob! No one feels till one has actually fallen!
Friday, 28 December 2007
jeeee lo!.....Hindi Poem
Yug beet jatein hai, Chehre badal jaate hai,
Ehsaas kambakhat apni khushboo bikherta chala jaat hai.
Us mod ka na karo intezaar, kar do kar do apne pyaar ka izhaar....
sankoch, dar, galat sach to duniya ki den hai humein.
Jhoothe adaambaron me jee raha hai insaan,
Apne astitva me jhaankar dekho..
Jindagi ek hai, kahin aisa na ho...
Waqt beetta jaaye aur hum us chaurahe par khade ho jahaan afsos ka andhiyara ho.
Jiyo is pal is ehsaas ko,
Dost jindagi dobara nahi milti....alfajon ke manjar se gujarte hue, aoo hum is haseen shaam me rang jaaye...
Jindagi ki chit chit ko bhulakar is pal ka anand uthaye!
Ehsaas kambakhat apni khushboo bikherta chala jaat hai.
Us mod ka na karo intezaar, kar do kar do apne pyaar ka izhaar....
sankoch, dar, galat sach to duniya ki den hai humein.
Jhoothe adaambaron me jee raha hai insaan,
Apne astitva me jhaankar dekho..
Jindagi ek hai, kahin aisa na ho...
Waqt beetta jaaye aur hum us chaurahe par khade ho jahaan afsos ka andhiyara ho.
Jiyo is pal is ehsaas ko,
Dost jindagi dobara nahi milti....alfajon ke manjar se gujarte hue, aoo hum is haseen shaam me rang jaaye...
Jindagi ki chit chit ko bhulakar is pal ka anand uthaye!
Relationships!
From Parents to Friends, Beloved to Companionships, from Unnamed to the ones which carry social names like Uncle, Aunt, Acquaintances..Humans are the most gregarious set of species who when receives in plenty runs away from it and demands the very thing most when not around.It is a strange world indeed...made by our Pseudo to strark realism, from funny to the most depressing of thoughts, from a wish to the intimate desires which are never exhibited.I myself day by day find myself struggling in the whirlpool of this one life and keep trying to rediscover myself.
We are born among a set of people which we never chose.We grow up mostly in new surroundings characterized by many factors, pari passu with those of other species.But Rationale and Speech and emotions make us stand apart.What parents to a child is is commonly shared across the globe, though again it has shades to it.But Friendship,Love and Companionship have the most puzzling, pretty and the next most beautiful relationships next to a parent child relationship.
I would like to touch upon Companionship here.No matter how strong and independent we prove to be, life takes us to a phase where loneliness creeps in, depression sets and we unlike Florence Nightingale's lantern in hand start our search for the special someone who is untouched by the calumny of today's phony world....who is a mirror image of our own self, who loves us, undertands us and we dont realise how time pass by when in the company of that someone.How very similar isnt it? For humans seek love and in some way or the other, even when it varies from person to person, the basic definiton remains the same.
Society has its own codes of conduct since the time civilization came into being.Marriage being one of its institution in the prevalent society is often associated with companionship.....But if we look around how many of us were born out of a wedlock, how many great marriages broke due to incompatibility.At she same time how many great companionships could not take the shape of wedding and still the love never got lost between them and we remember them as some great tragedies.Talk bout Hollywood's Sophia Loren's great love for Grant, or Raj Kapoor and Nargis from Bollywood..or Krishna Radha'a companionship...which never culminated in marriage.Strange are the ways of the world.Either we find our partners not by choice, where everything is arranged, or we marry someone who loves us not we dont love the person, but we marry since there goes a saying marry one who loves you, or we marry someone whom we loved at one point in life to realise later that it is not only the idea of love but the assessment of right person too.What do we do then? In a situation where we are married to a person whom we before marriage realise is not meant to be together.Very few of us take a stand to walk out there and then, and some live with the stark reality that it was their choice and that commitment once made cannot be broken.Personally speaking I loved the Movie"Kabhi Alvida na Kehna".What should one ideally do when a person meets up an ebullient person like him/her, which goes missing in the marital relationship one is and have been dragging the same since the commitment word has been so well imbibed from our heritage.We many a times come across a crossroad where on one hand lies the mulitifarious element bringing in happiness and the call for what is missing in life and on the other lies the same mundane relationship without warmth, and just a human touch.
tricky sitution it sounds like isnt it? Comments are easy to pour in...reactions can be volatile too but it could be only well understood by one who goes through each and every bit of it.Any which ways are negatives and positives.The only solution is to listen to your heart, since every rationale, every human brain has its own way to react to it.Either one can be mean as called by the society and think about one's own happiness where two such people can make all possible efforts to be together and stay happy in each other's cpmpany...or folow the other way which is the general norm of following the promises one made and listen to the carion call of the duty and die a slow death which comes like a slow poison of internal suffering...and miss the companionship in his mundane, dead and gelid life.To ask everyone, I need to know is there a third way out?....the unnamed relationship which stands beyond the understanding of any layman..which only two suffering and sacrificing hearts can understand....which like a river when reaches plains runs deep unlike the ganges stareting from the Himalayas with loads of current, gushing through the glaciers, meandering through rocks as Javed Akhtar has somewhere quoted......The purity of such a companionship could only be smelled by the love smitten souls who really should be saluted for a sacrifice so commendable!
We are born among a set of people which we never chose.We grow up mostly in new surroundings characterized by many factors, pari passu with those of other species.But Rationale and Speech and emotions make us stand apart.What parents to a child is is commonly shared across the globe, though again it has shades to it.But Friendship,Love and Companionship have the most puzzling, pretty and the next most beautiful relationships next to a parent child relationship.
I would like to touch upon Companionship here.No matter how strong and independent we prove to be, life takes us to a phase where loneliness creeps in, depression sets and we unlike Florence Nightingale's lantern in hand start our search for the special someone who is untouched by the calumny of today's phony world....who is a mirror image of our own self, who loves us, undertands us and we dont realise how time pass by when in the company of that someone.How very similar isnt it? For humans seek love and in some way or the other, even when it varies from person to person, the basic definiton remains the same.
Society has its own codes of conduct since the time civilization came into being.Marriage being one of its institution in the prevalent society is often associated with companionship.....But if we look around how many of us were born out of a wedlock, how many great marriages broke due to incompatibility.At she same time how many great companionships could not take the shape of wedding and still the love never got lost between them and we remember them as some great tragedies.Talk bout Hollywood's Sophia Loren's great love for Grant, or Raj Kapoor and Nargis from Bollywood..or Krishna Radha'a companionship...which never culminated in marriage.Strange are the ways of the world.Either we find our partners not by choice, where everything is arranged, or we marry someone who loves us not we dont love the person, but we marry since there goes a saying marry one who loves you, or we marry someone whom we loved at one point in life to realise later that it is not only the idea of love but the assessment of right person too.What do we do then? In a situation where we are married to a person whom we before marriage realise is not meant to be together.Very few of us take a stand to walk out there and then, and some live with the stark reality that it was their choice and that commitment once made cannot be broken.Personally speaking I loved the Movie"Kabhi Alvida na Kehna".What should one ideally do when a person meets up an ebullient person like him/her, which goes missing in the marital relationship one is and have been dragging the same since the commitment word has been so well imbibed from our heritage.We many a times come across a crossroad where on one hand lies the mulitifarious element bringing in happiness and the call for what is missing in life and on the other lies the same mundane relationship without warmth, and just a human touch.
tricky sitution it sounds like isnt it? Comments are easy to pour in...reactions can be volatile too but it could be only well understood by one who goes through each and every bit of it.Any which ways are negatives and positives.The only solution is to listen to your heart, since every rationale, every human brain has its own way to react to it.Either one can be mean as called by the society and think about one's own happiness where two such people can make all possible efforts to be together and stay happy in each other's cpmpany...or folow the other way which is the general norm of following the promises one made and listen to the carion call of the duty and die a slow death which comes like a slow poison of internal suffering...and miss the companionship in his mundane, dead and gelid life.To ask everyone, I need to know is there a third way out?....the unnamed relationship which stands beyond the understanding of any layman..which only two suffering and sacrificing hearts can understand....which like a river when reaches plains runs deep unlike the ganges stareting from the Himalayas with loads of current, gushing through the glaciers, meandering through rocks as Javed Akhtar has somewhere quoted......The purity of such a companionship could only be smelled by the love smitten souls who really should be saluted for a sacrifice so commendable!
Wednesday, 21 November 2007
Media an Extirpation of Truth!
Daily absurdities have a perfervid description in our morning newspapers.So much so that a mere wool gathering is highlighted either in our news channels or the papers.
Articles, programmes ameliorating the mindset, our thoughts process have become a passe'.
Page three is no more a page three, but has occupied the whole set of papers, where who's who, horrifying murders, kidnaps, thus encouraging the perverted minds' boiling imagination have filled in our so called sources of knowledge, wisdom and learning.
Talk about the ads, by which the sales person gloms into you and relentlesly hector you until you buy a service of theirs, to the way a celebrity comported onself in a gathering, we have umpteen such narrations by our representatives of the Media world, who miss out many a times on the basic news, general awareness, and a revolution which can reawaken the dead thought processeses of Human Minds which lies dormant amongst a bunch of cowards, run of the mill crowd who have readily accepted their fate and are moving in the same pace without any changes as any body else around them is.
Where is the talented bunch of youth...who's very powerful writing or a speech could bring in a whirlwind in the society, pushing people to rewind their conscience and go back at look at the history of those who with their efforts, tears, pain and suffering brought changes in society for good.We today lack the spirit which is not bestowed.....I question all of us.....has our Instinct slept?
Articles, programmes ameliorating the mindset, our thoughts process have become a passe'.
Page three is no more a page three, but has occupied the whole set of papers, where who's who, horrifying murders, kidnaps, thus encouraging the perverted minds' boiling imagination have filled in our so called sources of knowledge, wisdom and learning.
Talk about the ads, by which the sales person gloms into you and relentlesly hector you until you buy a service of theirs, to the way a celebrity comported onself in a gathering, we have umpteen such narrations by our representatives of the Media world, who miss out many a times on the basic news, general awareness, and a revolution which can reawaken the dead thought processeses of Human Minds which lies dormant amongst a bunch of cowards, run of the mill crowd who have readily accepted their fate and are moving in the same pace without any changes as any body else around them is.
Where is the talented bunch of youth...who's very powerful writing or a speech could bring in a whirlwind in the society, pushing people to rewind their conscience and go back at look at the history of those who with their efforts, tears, pain and suffering brought changes in society for good.We today lack the spirit which is not bestowed.....I question all of us.....has our Instinct slept?
Friday, 31 August 2007
Satiety…..thy presence comes with serenity of the love felt!
I walk with the shadow of strange love….stalking me is this cavort stranger's thought
And forces me to think if it's a love for trice.
Thoughts of his come as an errant breeze….Brio is my state
And to the undulant land of dreams it takes me.
Roseate future engulf my mind, pulling me up from my moribund state….here I feel O' Lord
Like a thirsty traveller of at Oasis, my search I feel has come to an end.
Idée fixe of a strong bond is so rob rant, that it takes me to the Empyrean.
Almighty! Happiness is momentary, Quagmire is my state….
With as brittle heart as mine
Can you bless my fate?
At the path I walk now….I pray thee, can this strange love bedaub my colourless love till eternity?
And forces me to think if it's a love for trice.
Thoughts of his come as an errant breeze….Brio is my state
And to the undulant land of dreams it takes me.
Roseate future engulf my mind, pulling me up from my moribund state….here I feel O' Lord
Like a thirsty traveller of at Oasis, my search I feel has come to an end.
Idée fixe of a strong bond is so rob rant, that it takes me to the Empyrean.
Almighty! Happiness is momentary, Quagmire is my state….
With as brittle heart as mine
Can you bless my fate?
At the path I walk now….I pray thee, can this strange love bedaub my colourless love till eternity?
This is love
A strange fear engulfs my mind….don't want my bitter history to rewind.
Happiness just walks into my life, when this stranger turns the love of my life
Cloud nine is where I am, with future all so bright ….here he walks in with
The tender love and assurance I had asked for.
I question my heart…is this an eternal feeling or a mirage?. the closer I walk towards it and it fades away…
I know it is not, as Renaissance always brings new colours of life with it…rejuvenating the passion, the zest which was eroded
…..by the screeching pain, life had to offer.
Like the river water which runs deep, the tranquil love now flows down my veins,
A feeling so soft and refreshing as if it was the summer rains….
Will you be my side till we are reborn again and again….promise to love me ever forever
Bear with the whims and fancies which I unravel…love my inner self, which far they travel and travel…
To an extent that I can hold them no more…..Love you
Love you everyday more and more…..
Happiness just walks into my life, when this stranger turns the love of my life
Cloud nine is where I am, with future all so bright ….here he walks in with
The tender love and assurance I had asked for.
I question my heart…is this an eternal feeling or a mirage?. the closer I walk towards it and it fades away…
I know it is not, as Renaissance always brings new colours of life with it…rejuvenating the passion, the zest which was eroded
…..by the screeching pain, life had to offer.
Like the river water which runs deep, the tranquil love now flows down my veins,
A feeling so soft and refreshing as if it was the summer rains….
Will you be my side till we are reborn again and again….promise to love me ever forever
Bear with the whims and fancies which I unravel…love my inner self, which far they travel and travel…
To an extent that I can hold them no more…..Love you
Love you everyday more and more…..
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