DAR                         POETR

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(dedicated to my friends in pain , loneliness and despair)

don't lose hope

Bahut din baad aankhon mein yeh aansoo phir se lautey hai

Na jaane kyun inhe humsey muhabbat itni jyada hai

Hummey to khud se bhi ab baat karney se hai lagta dar

Magar in aansuon ki ab hummey aadat si ho gayi hai

Kahin sunsaan raston mein machalta ek insaan mai

Jidhar bhi dekhiye ..bas kale kale ped thode se

Na paani ka nishan baaki , na koi geet chidiyo ka

Yeh who banjar jagah hai – jismey khaali neuwley rehtey hai

Yahan par to samundar ki bhi lehrey aa nahi paati

Humey khud hi – harek – saavan – mein bearish karni padti hai

Ki jis ab ped mein na – phal ho aur koi phool bhi baaki

Kyun hum us ped – ki chaya ko itna – pyara kehtey hai

Hazaaron – log jo – dafna diye jaatey hai mitti mein

Wo mar ke bhi kya – apna SAB yehi par dhoond lete hai

Koi jalta hai .. par jab aag pe – us din to mithya ka..

Bhi ant hota hai …. Poorey tan ka , man ka , aur jeevan ka

Kisi ek desh mein aisi nadi bhi hai ki jiska jal

Agar peelo to phir – yeh jindagi baaki nahi rehti

Magar mehlon ki us duniya mein ab – insaa nahi baaki

Bas ek nadiya hai jiska ab koi paani nahi peeta ……… 

The Barking Dogs & The Lonely Street

                                                                   

SUCH EMOTIONS ARE SO RARE IN TODAYS TIMES

WE ONLY MISS - CALLS ... AND MOST EXPENSIVE PHONES 

                                                          We are all humans and it is but obvious to err. We are not machines running on petrol and button clicks, we are humans, thinking humans, made of pure emotions and sympathetic hearts, we are very creative people. I was reading the newspaper and there were all this “news” about a man hanging himself, and his wife eating pesticide, and his daughter being treated at a Nursing Home – friends ! Why has man become so – Desperate. Do we ever try and think, if by taking such drastic steps – we not only harm our own bodies but, also, leave a dark spot on the face of – the existing humanity. Why are we so afraid of the future. How do we know – it is us – who are at fault, and not – the one’s always pointing fingers at us. Why do we feel, if we change immediately, things will change. How many times will we change ? And if we will change so many times, maybe we will change forever.

                         You see – changes too often and too many, leave a very tumulted personality, and we start to feel, this life is a burden. We stop believing ourselves. We start to depend on others for answers, we start to believe that – those helping us are smarter beings with superior evolution and better rescuing skills, but is it the truth ? Do you think a “a problem of mathematics you were not able to solve initially” will get resolved with time, no friends – it is not o simple. We remain what we are – from the time we are born, and, as I wrote a few years back – 

Tum badaltey waqt ke jhokon mein behtey hi rahogey,

Waqt to badh jayega par tum – machaltey hi rahogey,

Kyun nahi tum apney kuch adarsh kuch ayam kartey,

Yeh jaruri to nahi ki tum galat hi ho – yeh – kyun tum mantey ho ??

Ab sabhi udgam suhaney apney – tum- rach lo yehi …

Janm se jaisa hai jo – who ant tak rehta wahi ………….

                                              As I writer we believe the world is very simple, people love one another, they love their families, they always want to do good to others, but we often rise to the truth – people are corrupt, people are selfish, people are self-centered. A woman you may love for  5 long years of your life, may suddenly leave you and marry a person – she thinks – can give her a – bigger house, and economically stable life. We make all possible decisions of our lives by ourselves, but when it comes to taking decisions – that concern our own “selves” – we believe on others. The result – we start planting a tree – that will bear – sour mangoes, but internally we feel – we have seeded apples. I am not saying only women are bad, but anyone who after involving himself/herself with a someone – for a long time – suddenly feels – life is about better options, is a fool. No man is a demon, no woman a witch, we live this life, on our own terms – and this is the bitter truth.

                                           In any case – my main motive – of being here is to let you know – how to break barriers and not create them. Friends – today – I’m going to write about a someone – whom I felt is not of this Earth, but a someone – only fit – to stand in the cadre of Gods themselves, a someone I met recently – a someone – who has this ability to wear a smile – even when she was in utter pain. May God help her live a life of utter peace and utter bliss, this is my last wish (if tomorrow – I am being hanged somewhere).

I met this person – almost 2 years back, and immediately fell in love with the person. Not in the sense – that I wanted to have children with her, but the way she approached things. Her style, her professionalism, her attitude, and above everything – her Straightforward approach to the most complex things of life. She left me struck – with lightening, and till today – I’m shining in her light. Why does this happen, why do we get inspired ? Why does this happen – even when we know – we might never be actually with a person, we are now following, we still follow – the dream. You see life in its most basic forms is a very ordinary exercise, start with toothbrush and end with – ear-plugs, we live a life – like a big giant wheel, where we are sitting in one seat, and the wheel, is going unstoppably round and round, we feel giddish. We want to jump out of this wheel, but at the same time – realize – we have a role to play inside the wheel. Friends – remember that feeling – when – almost scared to death – inside that Giant Wheel, you saw an unknown someone waving to you from the crowds below, the someone whose smile – relieved you of al that tension, you were facing on that Giant Wheel. Such friends, such relations are very important in life, if we will not search outside – the Giant Wheel  - the Giant Wheel will obviously eat us, or if not eat us, leave us – almost numb.

Friends – Life is not all about – listening – it is about saying. Friends- life is not all about bearing – it is about fighting, Friends – life is not all about dreaming – it is about – being with your dream – every minute of your life, every second of your breath. Dreams are not some kind of an FD which our family and realtives will encash on our passing to the next life. Dreams are to be shared, dreams are to be explored, dreams are to be resolved. Someone rightly said – when you see a storm coming – “Don’t request the storm to stop, be courageous to face it now.” The storm will come and go, but your existence, will depend on how you approach the situation. You may run and shout and shriek, and still die. You may stand still, and simply pray – and you may live. Life is not a bundle of joys – it is “small bites” of “immense pleasures”. We should not be happy in life, we should try and be – “very happy”.

                                                             It is said – kisi bhi cheez ki ati theek nahi – par – sapno ki ati honi chahiye – mehnat ki ati honi chahiye, “apne oopar vishwas ki ati hon chahiye”, accha karney se accha hota hai, par sirf doosron ke saath nahi, khud ke saath bhi.

Sab se bada sach duniya ka yeh hi hai – Ki wahi insaan doosron ko khush rakhega – jo khud bhi khush hoga. Karela kha ke hasney walon ko duniya pagal samajhti hai. 

Just one last stanza of hope, dedicated to a friend – who changed my life

In a day, in a way, when you cross – my timeline,

I feel happy, I feel joyous, I feel very sublime,

 Don’t know why – we have met, I don’t know, when shall we die,

All I know – is that “YOU” – have – transformed my – every “WHY”

In this world – I see hope, happiness also true,

Want to live every day – want to be by your side,

Like a stream flowing by, crackling sounds all around,

I’m a man – you’re my dream – let us now entwine…

Take care folks …. See you soon … keep coming back

And also remember – don’t miss – that cup of tea – at office – sponsored by “no one” but that miser friend of yours. When you made him a friend – was it only for his “Bank Balance” – then why are you worried now ……….

Keep Living

Victory versus Self-Respect

COLORED PENCILS REFLECT VIBRANCY , EMOTIONS AND A 

FEELING THAT LIFE - IS GOOD. ISN'T IT ???  

Dear Friends,

                                                We often come across this idea – we need “victory” over something, and we do not understand – what role our self-respect has to play in our lives. Let me say – I want to win this “Badminton Match” against an enemy, and I play the wrong strokes, understanding he/she will not be able to contest my fouls, this means – we may/may not win in this situation, but our “self-respect” shall definitely lose.

                                             I often meet people – who build a false fortress of ego around them, and when you try and seep inside their thoughts you come across, they are diving deep in the waters of pain, themselves. If we are in pain, then why do we – not let this pain – show to those who care for us ?

The first problem we often face – is who is actually ‘supporting’ towards our cause, and who is – only imposing to be one ? Now, this is where – God comes in, man cannot answer everything. Somewhere God has to play a role. Some people say a “verse” or “shlok” before they actually go into something, some ask others – to catch “the lucky finger”, and some would ask a close friend. It is good – you see – to try and reach decisions, via some – “technique of luck”, also not to forget the parrot-card-trick, but there are times, we do not want to show – what we want an answer for. This becomes a very tough ask- nobody – to ask to, nobody to disclose. These are times, we undergo – too much of pressure. This is the time – we undergo –too much of pain. Why do such situations arise ? These situations arise – when we – start to develop the idea – that we are responsible – for what shall happen – from now on. We have this tendency – to move on a path – previously researched by someone – we educate ourselves. There are times, we leave such paths, there are times, we chose an alternative path.

                                                The difference – would be – if I take the path I want to – and succeed – there is maximum – satisfaction. But, also maximum risk. If I take an alternative path told by someone else, and succeed – we will be happy, but the satisfaction level decreases, but risk also decreases. The last option is – We leave that path – and stop for a while – this is very rare, ordinary people don’t take this path. This path has pressure, this path has frustration, this path has – slow approach to every little detail of life. Unless someone – has 100% faith in God, he/she will succumb on this path. But if someone – who has – Made up his/her mind – to be practical, to be slow, to be wise – starts to feel – a separate force – not from this Earth – helping him/her. You start to enjoy every moment of your life, you  start to live every second of your being. You start – to move on a path – I think – can be best named – The Golden Path. You do what you do everyday and still you do – everything differently. You are with the same people everyday – still you are n different emotions – everyday. You are with your life – everyday, but you – are living – not just breathing – actually now.

                                                          How much can we plan ? Can we buy a bus – because the streets are very congested and we need a faster mode of transportation – no – only a mad person will do this. What we can do – is take a longer less congested – still a little secure route to our destination.

Same – is with our relations. We start to expect – because we have invested – so much in someone, he/she will repay – the double and that too immediately. Because – I have smiled on a person, he/she will also smile back on me. No it is not correct, we should understand – the other person – may be in a different frame of mind – when you smiled at her, and she may not respond immediately.

What should we do – we should stop to smile, we should start to cry, we should become numb and become a saint for that – while and understand – now we are not in control. No all the above approaches are incorrect. We have to smile back – in life, positivity in life, should never go. By smiling you are not throwing arrows at someone. You are only – trying to “remove that void” that is now inside you, and growing. I have heard people talking – to others as if they know the future – and the other is a fool. Friends – I believe – such people are rubbish, and it is better to stay as far from them as possible. If you want to help a someone, tell him about life, tell him about victory, tell him about truth, do not tell him – he is weak, do not tell him – he can’t succeed, do not tell him, it is over. No one likes to be – compared, criticized, or created, these are a persons – self – devising tools, very personal to him.

                                                               Life gives back to you, it is on you – what you are investing, and also – what you are expecting. Even God says – “You ask and then I will give to you”, “nowhere it is said – you keep mum – and I will do it for you”.. one has to talk to God in prayer, and once he/she gets an answers – one should respect it – beyond every other commitment of life. Don’t we – always – keep up a promise – we keep to a friend, then why do we fail, when it comes to God, why do we start to feel – god will give another time another day, I feel – friends never leave you, they know your importance, but God once if He leaves you, it is not easy to suddenly – go back to Him.

                                                   In death we see hope, in life we see – problems. Although – contradictorily – in life – we should see – chances, and in death – we should see – “completeness”, the “completeness of our tasks”, one should stand at – our last rites and say – He did – what he came to do, and life is over-joyed at His farewell. Too much of weeping at a funeral – reflects – the loss of life – to death, and also tells us – these are people – Whom Hope Has Left For A Temporary Time, They Need A Miracle To Bounce Back.

Friends – just a bit of poetry before I – recede –

Kisi din tum humey yeh baat apne aap keh dena,

Kahan par jindagi – kis kis ko apne gum batati hai,

Humey bhi kuch khushi mil jayegi yeh sab samajh kar ke,

Humey aksar yeh lagta hai, humey ek – nikammey hai bas.

Tumharey paas aakar ke, yeh afsane jo jeevan ke,

Humey sunne ko miltey hai, bade dilchasp hai saarey,

Kahan hum jee rahe they bas kafan ka naap le le kar

Magar ab tum se milkey jindagi kuch hum pe najil hai.

Jahan bas ret ke mahalon mein khali hum they aur saansein,

Tumhe paake humey ehsaas saarey ab yeh jinda hai,

Nahi paison se yeh duniya kabhi, bhi chalti this ach hai

Kyun phir, itihass ke panno – mein baatein jhoot likhi hai.

Hazaron saal tak insaan – dukh aur dard se joojha,

Ussey jeene ke mauka, kam bahut kam – ata farmaye,

Jo – khud khud ko Khuda kehtey the saarey aaj kabron mein

Khuda se door – ab dojakh – mein baithe sar rahey sarey.

Kahin jab phool , ke upar koi titli, hai mandrati,

Humey is khel mein , insaaniyat ke rang hai dikhtey,

Ki varna – ab to insaano – ko insaano se lena kya,

Koi titli nahi baaki. Kahin ab phool nahi khilta.

Samay ke is samundar mein,  jahazon mein muhabbat ke,

Hummey bhi saath le lo – hum bhi thoda – chahtey hain sab !

Bahut nafrat hai duniya mein,ki jo jee jaye poori ummr,

Badi mushkil se miltey  hai,  yeh lamhe dosti ke jeeeee …….

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The Death of a Scholar. The eyes of a Lion. The heart of an Eagle.

                                                                   For those who read me regularly, I want to tell them something today. I do not write for myself, but for those – whom I think need my writing a lot. I am a very shy person by nature, but it is also true – my shyness flies somewhere far in the rocky mountains when I start to write. I know people misjudge people with writing skills to be corrupt, silent, notorious etc but let me tell you, people who love to write - can only write, when that little light inside somewhere simmers, or else there will no difference between a banker – counting notes, and a writer writing poems. The world knows there is a lot of difference. It is not that bankers are harder people, it is only that they – think a lot in terms of profit and loss, whereas – writers – think majorly about – breakeven, they think – let me at least get at least that much appreciation, as much my work deserves. Anyways a lot – about myself and my work, let me start by writing – my work here. The title of todays work is inspired from – A feeling I carried the whole day today, someone somewhere – felt I am cheating on him/her, and in response to this – he/she ignored me – the whole day – not thinking – that it can be – contradictory, as well as untrue.

                                                                  But, when you can’t change the world – it is said – it is best you change – something in you. Something – that treacherous desire to be with her, that treacherous desire to love the world, that treacherous desire to make it large.

I was reading a someone, today in the newspaper – and the person – is popularly known as a “celebrity chef”, of the media world; not what exactly does this mean ? He prepares food only celebrities can eat. He is a celebrity, but, then how can – celebrities – start cooking ? or His dishes are so – expensive – only celebrities can afford it ? No you see – today in a world of so much confusion and constant criticism, people often chose a keyword to cling to – he is a presenter-teacher, he is a mutual fund banker, and he is a rock singer. Lets analyze – anyone who starts to sing – can sing anything, and seeing the rarity of this art in genera understanding, I’m sure that cousin of yours or that friend of yours is usually very famous. But, how can you say – he only sings rock, no. This is a generalization that person has made about himself – at the first go – that – I’m not just a singer – but – I can sing the toughest part of it – Rock as well. I have learnt my art well, and I understand the verticals.

                                                           So friends – we keep living around a set of beliefs – we firmly believe – our life stands on them, the magic begins – when our Understanding fails – and we start falling – against another – third force – the force of Luck, Chance, Destiny, Kismet or God’s Plan in our lives.

We love ourselves, to the extent that – we forget – there is a larger world – outside somewhere- that needs our intervention. When a train accident happens and those – who have seen – one, you know – Money, and Food and Medicine – come all very secondary in that kind of a scenario, the urge – to save people – comes first and foremost. We see death face to face, when our Luck – is safe and we are still without bruises, we see so many crying in Pain…what has happened? Some are crying in pain, some are even Leaving the pain to silence, where is life, where is God…what do we do ? No we don’t have the time to blame anyone then, we do what we do…we want to save people…we want to save life. Friends – this is what exactly happens – in real life scenarios…in our relations, once we get a hint – we are drifting, we start to search within, what has happened to me, why am I like this ? At times we get those answers, at times – we are lost. I don’t say – if you talk to the person – who is about to commit suicide – he/she will stop, but, the chances of his not committing suicide – increase – and it is proved after research.

                                                      There are people in this world more beautiful than others, there are those, whom we can’t move our eyes from them. Lets analyze – When we are watching them, what are we looking at – we are looking at their beauty, we are looking at their destiny, we are looking in a mirror – where we feel, how lovely God is and how lovely – His creations are ? We feel – these are people with such happy lives, they have everything in life, they are so strong. We draw a picture – very perfect – when we think about them. But is it the truth ? They don’t have toothache ? They don’t have – emotions ? They don’t have a Private Circle of life, they want it to be theirs alone ? They don’t have heartaches ? No friends – the face is not the indication, of the inner being, it is just the reflection of the society we are living in. And, some philosophers have said it – it is easier for ordinary looking to survive, for those –with the gift of beauty – the world is a different place. But, well – you usually don’t see – dark complexioned girls making it much – to the Cosmetic Industry Ad Campaigns – because the make-belief world of Cosmetics Industry – can’t afford too much of a truth. Someone born dark is better than someone, who is fair – but has to face all the dark of this Earth in one life. What I want to say here is – we all have weaknesses, some are good at sowing it to the world, some bury it deep within their hearts, and think – nobody is knowing about them.

Just a small poem to wound up what I’ve been writing here:

Badi umeed thi tumse, mujhe lagta tha aisa hi !

Magar jab paas aya to meri aakhen hi khul gayi hai,

Jinhe main sochta tha – matlabi aur sirf khudgarzi,

Woh aankhen hain tumhari jindagi ke jam thehrey se !

Humee mein kuch kami hogi ki tumse dooriyan ban gayi,

Kyun varna be-wajah to jindagi yun gam nahi deti,

Humey hi – dard sarey ab jamaney ke miley tohfa,

Humee ko maut ab pehlu mein leke naacht rehti.

Jahan par koi nahi aata, kyun hum itney akele hai,

Ki jaise khandaro maein bhoot – apne dukh mein rotey hain,

Jinhey sab – jindagi bhar kostey hain, unke honey pe,

Kyun hum jaise – hi – is duniya ko wajahen dete jeene ki.

Unhi aankhon ki khaatir jindagi ab beet-ti si hai,

Ki jin aakhon ne humko – aashiqui…ki – chaal thukrayi,

Humey khud se muhabbat ho gayi .. unsey miley jab se

Na ab dil paas rehta hai… Na koi saans bhi sang mein

Patangey aasmanon mein hai udti – jab akele hi

Mai unse baaten karta hun tuhari pyaar ki saari

Mai khud kuch dor se lipta hua sa khud ko pata hun

Meri har chaal – mein shamil tumhara aks hota hai

Nahi is jindagi ke bas mein humko door kardey yeh

Hummey har jindagi mein – bas tumhara saath pana hai

Samay to beet-ta jaata hai – yeh kamjor behad hai

Nahi badlengey hum, ab yeh hamara tumse vada hai.

Jinhe jaana tha – who sab chod ke – ab rakh ke saathi

Na tum jaana – yeh bas choti si ek – farmaish kertey hain

Tumhi ko sang pakey hum bhi thoda jee saa lete hun

Ki varna - hai hi kya is jindagi mein dekhne jaisa..????

Jahan duniya khatam hoti hai, maine ghar banaya hai.....

Tumharey saath rehney ka bada sapna sajaya jai......

Nahi maloom kab – hum rasta woh paar kar payen.......

Magar jayengey..sach hai .. Dard ko apna banaya hai.......

Kyun humko yeh samay kuch is tarah se dard deta hai.......

Na khush rehta hai na yeh humko khush rehney bhi deta hai.........

Hai shayad – Isko hi shaitan ne apna farishta chun.......

Hamari jannaton – mein aag ka – jariya banaya hai........

Badi jalti hai saansen ab, badi beemar si aankhen......

Humein ab jindagi se koi – khawish reh nahi gayi hai.......

Bas ek sapna hai .. ki jab – akhiri saanson ka toofan ho......

Hamarey paas tum ho aur – humko kuch pata na ho........

Poetry is a gift of God …we don’t write for popularity ..we write for survival ..

If you can’t appreciate – also – do not ridicule ..these are emotions of a human being ..like you

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