All of these lines across my faceTell you the story of who I am....So many stories of where I've been....And how I got to where I am....But these stories don't mean anythingWhen you've got no one to tell them to..... says this old lady...

BUT I HAVE!!!

No not the wrinkles!

rightly said...

"Life is a gift of nature; but beautiful living is the gift of wisdom." --Greek Adage

its so rightly said... but at the same time its so damm difficult to have the wisdom... the more you try geting it the more you realize how little you possess...

cruel intentions....

i still remeber i was on my way to karnal.. and we stopped by Nariyal wala.... he was quite a funny man he let us do what ever we were doing... then we started talking about "kalandhri"... and abhik was also there to whom i wanted to explain what it is!!

Sky, Earth and Water Meet Without any Boundries.. they merge..... So Do the Souls....My Attempt to Understand!!

My todays fortune on orkut says "The course of true love never runs smooth".... and the book i am reading "the road less travelled" says the same.... its never is smooth..... the good thing is that its about TRUE love!!
TRUE LOVE......how easily we get wrong impression about love...., romance is romance not love..., initial attraction is just initial and that is also not love...., love is also not "falling in love" becz then after a while one comes out of it..., the moment one is awakend of ones individaulity the "falling-in-love-pahse" is over... Love is about the life when you come out of that "falling-in-love-pahse", ...... Hmm I think it majorly depends upon what kind of arguments one is having...,
How much the couple cares for each other even when they are out of "falling-in-love-pahse",
how much they understand each other when they are out of "faling-in-love-pahse", and
how much of ego they are able to shed when they are out of "falling-in-love-phase".....
..... and it is importnat that both should be looking forward for a long spritual journey (understanding one SELF to understand the SELF of the partner... becz we all share the same SELF) ...

...and space to grow.... not just help the other person grow, but also be ready to grow oneself, this could be achieved only once one admits that there is scope for the growth.!. and that scope is aaaalways there. Its the understanding of SELF which helps in realizing this scope.
If one loves onself then only he/she can love the other... and the entire world is lovable what we have to see is the journyey (intellectual and spritual both) they are going on.. the values they share, the principals they hold and most important the space they give and take from each other which makes it evarlsing.......!!
and both keep working on these things "every single moment" but then we can say for sure " that they lived happily everafter!!!!

I want curl in my hair back... i loved them....!

to the regular reader of my blog...

i know who is the regular reader of my blog.. please do comment on my posts you can even mail me... would really LOVE to have your valuable comment... appreciation or criticism both are welcome and would help me!!!
hahahahahaha!!!

huge rocks and tiny me in port blair...

I was in port Blair from 3.7.2006 to 8.7.2006... had really enjoyed my stay there that was my first trip over the sea... and to Andaman Islands... later on i did enjoyed but somehow those memories of the first visits are still fresh in my heart... and today suddenly while i was digging out some of my paper i found a crippled note of my thoughts and feeling i had jotted down while being there... thought of posting it before I again put it some were not to be located easily.... ( As my gold chain and few important receipts are still missing!!!) the note is typed as it is here...."walking through the rocks... not so rocky actually... i realize the closeness.... being close to the one of the world strangest creation the HUGE SEA and nothing else all around... how tiny i felt.... standing in front of the sea which was touching my feet... the countless crabs coming and going with the waves and walking all over the sand... and on every wave i make my grip stronger so that i may not fall in water..
I am in Port Blair for the last 4 days for the first time in my life flew over the sea and came so far off from my home.... with Seema Misra. Its a different feeling thinking that i am at a place which was nothing except few tiny dots at the globe just to give the complete picture of Indian boundaries... but here the world is and that seems more close to Allah then Delhi or any other place... as the nature is here and its ever where....
Here every story starts with 'before tsunami'/'after tsunami'.... the young group of panchayat member(they call themselves captain) are feeling totally lost in absense of the older people who were not able to run fast and save their lives from the strong roaring water... the young leader are lost but i am sure they would get back to the normal life very soon... as the spirit is high and that's the only thing which brings in rest of the happiness for life.."

few beautiful pictures to share....

so crowded but still the connection is there....

We are connected... and enjoy this connection hahaha

my present and others...

It is irrelevent to the present how i would like the things to have been. How things are is the only factor I can deal with. Unless i begin wih my life as it is, I am centered in a fanasy. When i find myself blaming, I can be certain that I have falen into this trap. If I see only how others could have been. I blame others. And if I see how others are, blame is impossible!!

Migrant labour..

i am so much into this migrant labour thing that seems i would die but would not be able to complete what i am trying to write...
Help me Allah!!

love this song for no reasons.....

heard it after a looong time and was lucky to find it written somwhere..... do only songs have the capacity of being so clear when it comes to expression?
"Abhi Na Jao Chhod kar..
K Dil Abhi Bhara Nahi..
Abhi abhi to aayi ho..
bahaar ban k chhaayi ho..
hawa zara mehak to le..
zara behak to le..
ye shaam dhal to le zara..
ye shaam dhal to le zara..
dil sambhal to le zara..
main thodi der jee to loon..
nashe k ghoonth pee to loon..
abhi to kuchh kaha nahi.
to kuchh suna nahi...
Abhi Na Jao Chhodkar...
K dil abhi bhara nahi..
Adhoori aas chhodkar..
Adhoori Pyaas chhodkar..
Jo Roz tum Yoon Jaogi..
To Kis Tarah Nibhaogi..
K Zindagi ki Raah me..
Jawaa.n dilo.n ki chaah me..
Kaii Maqaam aayenge..
Jo Humko aazmaayenge..
Burra na maano baat ka....
Ye pyaar hai..Gila nahi"

posting form lucknow

today is going to be last day of my trip to lucknow..had a good time with ammi abbuji and nani.. i loved observing Nani.. she is 85 yet with so much of sense of humour and is all alert... have written a small note about her in my diary... would post it sometime...

i liked this trip as these days my life is facing a different angle as well and i hope and pray that it turns out to be beautiful and better for my life.. and i got to think about it a lot...

i pampered myself and loved hearing that i deserve it..

wah.. life is great.....just to remind myself i am here putting some pointers..

- basit bhai engagement.

- my sis conflict

- shair-o-shairi with abbuji..

- lying under sun..

- lying of stone path in garden. making of beds in garden

- kind of duas i got from Nani..

- the emotional emotional meeeting of all sisters and ammi

- my reconnection with Azra... we standing for hours outside shara mall

- our visit to bhoot bangla... we shouted and screamed and i kept on shouting all duplicated... was scary but not that much

- and soooo many smses to my newly found friend......

would get into details of these when i am back to my place.

Happily Happy!!

its a good bond between me and Taha! we share a lot without using many words.. this entire week has shown me few ups and downs.. the family at lucknow... my brother who i silent... this shahana case and I getting into it emotionally... other confusion and clarification... booking of tickets... my conversation with Aapa and she leaving in a bad mood... my conversation with my ammi... two lawyers unnecessarily standing opposite to each other... and i a link and feeling guilty for the mess, understanding the reasons for the mess... but Taha knows and helps me remind that "its just all about momentary trouble and it would fizzle out soon" and I happy. i am happy things are over with a good note... case well .. i am leaving for Lucknow soon... tkt booked all confirmed... fakhra and I had a chat on phone.. i could sleep well... this stomach Ache is not that disturbing... and i am happily back to work and to my smiles and to laughter and that's my normal life...
yes to make your life "LIVE- HAPPILY- EVER-AFTER" going through such weeks once in a while is nothing...
life has many more things to offer and i tend to take few things too seriously and i really don no what makes me do so...
looking forward for family's first engagement... aaaahh!!

filters...

Last week I had gone for a small chit chat with abha didi... but when we sit togather it always takes hours to finish... (and that's why i call her my 50 telly ammi..) and same happen that day... the adrak ki chai... with miyaoun (old cat) sitting under our chair.. sun all over us except on ou faces... different alw books spread over....that was a very pleasent day... we discussed thousand of things and discussed what ever we felt... i am shukrguzaar to have her in my life..

among thousand of things one of her statement i found very useful for my life and to make my relationships work happily ... she said that when ever we want to say something we should filter and filteration involves these questions

-- What i am going to say is it the truth..

-- Is it necessary to be told..

-- and am I sure that its not going to hurt the other person..

I know all the filters were YES but still I could not say it... and I look-forward for another chance.. for its not matter of just sharing but my life depends.

Ya Allah... I donno how many people read my blog and how many of them know me... but I don't care. As I know that I am equally important bandi of your and I know that you would take care of .. and you would bring the opportunity soon again.. i just missed.

Allahpaak I know you have the plan for my life... and that's all I need to know!

kuchh na kisii se bolenge

I read this on net.. nice ghazal.. when looking for life and happiness u have to bear all this as well -

Kuchh na kisii se bolenge
Tanhaai main ro lenge
Ham berahabaron kaa kyaa
Saath kisii ke ho lenge
Khud to hue rusavaa lekin
Tere bhed na kholenge
Jiivan zahar bharaa saagar
Kab tak amrit gholenge
Niind to kyaa aayegii 'Faraz'
Maut aaii to so lenge

(behrabaroon = pathless travellers)
---Ahmad Faraz

Always smile!!

Yesterday Ajay Mahajan without any kind reference asked me if I am always able to be happy and to be smiling as he has seen me. I remember he asked me this same question last year when we were on a trecking trip to chopta. For sure the question has validity as few others have also asked the same. I smile to keep an emotional and mental balance. But it was not reason y i am happy but it was more of how i am abale to. Actually I do not know. May be it comes naturally to me. Though I remeber few times forcing myself to be happy when I was in really bad or I knew that my bad or tensed mood would worsen the situation which is already worst.
Any way I do not know if it has anything to do with what I saw on that party last week. All forcing a curve on thier faces. With horribly painted face and jwellery loaded all over, and making sure that it is visible when cameras are around. People were talking to each other without listening to them. I felt as if everyting is fake. Happiness can only be natural. We have it or not, we can not, not have and still show.! What is the problem in sharing if we r not happy, is it desire of being aceptable or it is the desire to be happy (attitude of "IF-I-AM-NOT-HAPPY-AT-LEAST-I-CAN-SHOW), what would happen if I share my problem if I cry in front of someone I know not much. What would happen if I keep my problems open. May be the feeling that the person him/her self is so sure deep in heart that its they who are responsible that's y they do not share it.... its absolutely fine to have problems but retaining them irritates me!!

I feel all this when I have others in my mind but at the same time I have few issues with myself that I keep it to it but in my case I know that I myself is responsible, and that soon they would be solved. So no point disturbing my sisters and parents and friends!! Few say that its ghariyat... I do not think so! And I love you all and I dont want to see you tensed listening to me!!

confused!

quite silent.. but still so much expressed.. confident but confused also... too sentimental still so serious looking... though successful but unhappy.... so strong but vulnerable also.. degrees matter but we all are the same!..

Is this Masculinity?

Men carry the heavy weights. Men are the ones who earn the family bread. Men make the decisions. Men handle the money. Men don't cry. All that represents power and control belong to the man while the woman is the "woman behind the man". Masculinity comes from being proud of being a man. A man in different situations gives a man in that situation a particular attribute. A man who is around when things are being lifted is supposed to lift things and leave the women around to relax. A man is supposed to be street smart. A man always rides geared bikes. A man is physically, emotionally and mentally strong. He shows no weaknesses. If the father is dead, the eldest brother takes over because he has been passed down the role of the man/head of the house.

Men have always been associated with being "macho". To be in control is a mans comfortable position. He's got to show the world that he's the man-that he has got it all under control. Is masculinity all about being macho? Masculinity comes from self-pride (so does feminity).

Being proud of yourself is no sin but when it is driven into one's head that a man is that and this one would naturally want to be so because that is what one has ben told. Men may have the physical marking of being strong but we forget that he has a heart and soul just like the us the other sex (would not say opposit because we are not opposit we are so much alike but just diferent!!).

He too gets hurt. He too gets his sentiments offended. He wants to cry when some his love dies, or sometimes without any reasons at all. He needs a helping hand. Masculinity has been taken to extremes. Sometimes a woman comes along to take that place that he has always been taken by a man and he should just let it be because its allright.

He doesn't have to prove to himself that he is a man of the proportions that he is. He knows how much of a man he is and how much of a man he wants to be. Everybody else may not know but he (each and every individual) does know. What is important is that he uses his masculinity to his advantage and his efficiency. Basically, everybody should just chill out and be as masculine or feminine as they like. The world would be more peaceful and i would love it...!!!

Gone With the Wind!

oh that was the FATEST book i have read.. and that too print was too small to read.. but finally i finished it yesterday.. it was quite a good book... its good the way war thing is discussed... the way a women's psycholgy is there.. the desire of people to get money... how ppl get away from their own policies in an attempt to get them... the true love and the relationship developed due to some compromise or settlement... the self respect having and not havng... pririties in life.... but somhow didn't like Scarlette's charachter.. but loved Rutt Butler's that part of personality where he is honest to the core.

My sister writes.....

Chaotic verse

Another conflict, another encounter

Gain the politics suffer the commoner,

hundreds and thousands have lost their lives

to terrorism they have paid a heavy price,

Browse the channel, you find no discussion panels

trifle news hyped, fake stories typed,

politics a filthy game, politicians running for fame,

page 3 full of facts, rest covers criminal acts,

studnets are thrusted with bountiful knowledge

that restricts only to calculation and coleridge

creativty wisdom, deep down burried

degree and marks just mare greed

In such a word where do i find peace?

Am i the one responsible for these?

Thats what Taha says..... and i echo with her!

my friend shivani.... the simple and great shivani..we will fight togather and win.. so hold and keep the spirit high !!!

walk in fog.....

thank you frinds... you help me keep my resolution for morning walk ..... its great to walk in fog ...

screaming silently!!

today i am feeling totally lost have thought a lot but nothing comes oout except my feeling of screaming Sometimes I SCREAM but silently!!!! Well, I'm not referring to any of the song you migh have heard but just trying to explain what I feel.... I feel like screaming silently. its like few weeks that i am not that busy and have to be at home surfing the net and triyng to write down but it is not happening....I want to scream... but do it silently!
Here, these days in the world there are no 'kya haal hain' but 'Hellos', no 'friends and buddies' but 'colleagues', no 'bakwass' but 'pretentious intellectual talks', no 'hanging out' but 'meetings', no 'vellegiri' just 'sophistication and performance'...no "sunbstantive action but ideal discussion' Te list goes on and on and on..... I want to scream... but do it silently!.
Its not like I'm not liking my life. thereare hundered of things i love i love the freedom of movement LITERALLY i am enjoying, i like thinking what i feel like and not forcing my self to think upon something specific and to come out with a time bound solutions, feel great to call anyone any time,, its great to throw party when people enjoy and ask about the occasion and i enjoy saying no occasion, but even after that... I want to scream... but do it silently!
Friends are getting busy, weekend just fly away, 'more important' stuff comes by. Rukhsaar does not turn up to help in house hold work, we have to do the cooking the cleaning and still have to stay in s dirty...all the time messed up home... the TV is there but nothing interesting turns up... when ever the nice films are there they are already half gone and then the electicty is gone... i hate the pain in my shoulders... I want to scream... but do it silently!
I write and it gets deleted before sending, i take a mental note and it soon disappears, i remeber only thing that there was something to be done! i feel like going for the walk in the morning and its already 9. The moment i think of someone, one of my heartbeat skips.... i lie in the corner of my bed with the pillow over my head and feel a tear rolling down on my cheek.....then i scream but still silently.......ughhhhhhhghghghghhhghghghghghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

NIGHAT AUNTI

I Once Knew a Women nighat called her aunty....Sweet and Kind and silent listener too.. She was a home Manager nice and Sweet. She was special in her own way. One day she got dead in August 2008, but she had won the battle as she had fought.... I was very sad she had gone, but she had to do what he (GOD) had done ... It was all over the news through phone calls the next day, everyone in my family just wasn't the same way as whole family was very sad. Because she was Dead She devoted her life looking after her family (off course making others happy all the way )and for this she deserves more than a million hugs ...She always understood more than what she reflected . I liked her with all my heart. I knew she was a Gentlewoman from the Start.

i still feel it not real... and wish it wasn't this way...

i pray to Allah to give her all dues as i belive a lot she diserved then what she got in this world.

my prayers for you would go on..

though for sure there are other doing the same!

your silence

i am afraid of your silence b'coz of what it could mean, perhaps it means you are being boared or losing interest or making up our own mind without my guidance. i belive that as long as i keep you talking i can know what you are thinking.....

but silence can mean live and let live; the appreciation that i am i and you are you.. this silence is in affirmation that we are already togather.... as two people. Words can mean that i want to make you into a frind and silence can mean that i accept you already being one!

.........very rightly said by Hugh Prather.......

where is "I"

there is nothing....

actually and really nothing..

in my hands..

and when say my hands even their grasping power is beyond me

i am what i am made to be..

i am not my body

i am not my "heart" or 'Mind'

i know what i am not

but do not know what i am.

i am happy though that i am what i am but still unaware what i am

What ever happens, is there any role for me..

or even if i am doing it am I actually

or being just made to

how come i am here.

and the other person there

why its so..

why i am doing what i am doing

to what extent i am able to..

even if i am typing all this am i conscious of what my fingers doing or they just automatically running if yes..

then what is playing behind..

what is controlled and and to what extent..

the more i try to be powerful

the more i realize how tiny i am

nothing... actually

what would have happened had i not been what i am ...

and further is it in my control to be, not to be, what i am.

its is so helpless feeling but soothing too

that you are being assisted all the time.

its not that i am in MY CREATORS control.

but it is that i am important enough to be helped and not left alone to do whatever.

PEACE!!

These days small things stress me so much and i am not even able to share it with others .... though i was never good at this job... but to be honest i am unable to have a sound sleep for last one week i am just pushing myself and dragging myslf... hoe it goes no further... it cant... i never thought life would bring so many issues for me.. i am looking forward for a simple easy and hassel free life... do no need much money or luxury... just need peace and lots of mental stimulation .... where is that please???

may be i need to look for good part of life as well...

kuch aur....

"Ya rab na woh samhje hain na samjhenge meri baat,
de aur dil unko jo na de mujhko zubaan aur"
Galib ke kuch shair kaash.... keh paate jo kuch mere dil mai hai
Ye aandhi kahan se aai,... kahan jaige aur le jaiegi
Har lafz nashtar sa lagta hai,.... Har baat pe ek qatra jalta hai
Yeh khoon kahan se laoon,.... jo aansoon main na badal saken,
Youn to baat kuch bhi nahi,... Sirf ek zindagi ka sawal hai
Yoon hi kitne din kate kuch bhi to hisaab nahi,
kiya kiya kab kab hua kuch bhi to yaad nahi
Ye waqt agar faani hai to yaaden kyoun reh jaati hai,
Inka koi kaam nahi to itna dil kyou dukhati hain.
jo hota zara bhi zor khud pe itna kuch na hone dete
Hum khush rehta, khud ko itna to na rone dete.
Kitna bekas insaan hai........... Yeh kashmakash kyon itni hai,
Ae raat mujh ko samet le.... Kabhi kisi ko pata na chale.

blood of Raees

yesterday at around 7:30 rukhsar hurriedly came to inform us that she would be coming late.. she then shared what all happened with her brother and his friend last night. Both of them were on cycle and a truck coming from behind hit them and then suddenly from no where police men appeared and took both of them to Safdar Jung Hospital (till that time she didn't know which hospital) and there after doing all sorts of reporting in various forms and lots of question they asked if raees (Rukhsar brother) was litrate. He is not, on this they sort of ordered that because you are not litrate you have to give two bottels of Blood, and scared by this statement and with financial help from the truck driver raees on pretext of getting medicines for his friend came to his home and kept cring for a while her mother immediately took him back to hospital to sort out the matter fully and finaly. She left home at 2 in noon and wasn't back till 11 in the night, she had a sleepless night a day before as she had no news and whereabouts of his son. was crying all the night......
difficult is life for all but is doubly dificult for poor... had there been a rich guy they would have asked for BLOOD ya allah.. haring this i get goosebumbs! but its reality for them and they think these things keep happening and in fact these things keep happpining with them... law is a far off thing we excpect them to follow but a inherent human consciousness has even disappeared from the souls... the stories i get to hear from SNS and in CASP may be rare stories or just stories for lots of people but when i see that they are going through that reality i find myself so tiny.... but somewhere in my heart I feel that my little effort is soooo much for them ... and they think is too much..... its a job to go and listen to them an direct them what to do next and their life depends on it..
the ladies yesterday rajni and rekha with all the marks on her back of beating and her tears silently rolling down from her eyes without any words.. explained well in what state she is in... hope and pray that my efforts ore of some ... some use to them.....
world is full of such people...
on the other hand there are people like a**** who havenot heard of such things and know only film stories!

my search....

that day, when i had many things in mind,when every thing seemed to be top on the list,when it looked that life would be useless if i don't do this,and the THIS was this this this & this,I was in dilemma and confusion,both took me over and left me alone,I knew there must be a way out,but wasn't sure what to do and how,then there came someone not so close,who discussed things which seemed trivial and drivel,she spoke and I heard, without registering them,as I was busy in my own thoughts,she left and I was alone as before,for me she never was close,
I realized that my list was so long becoz…
From all I expected love, understanding and attention,
I let go one chance, with her, as she was gone

being submissive!

Decided to go and meet Pawan Ji, was in Mussoorie for four days.. it was a good trip to sum up except that I was spending more of my valuable time and getting less valuable things.. I totally agree with what he says about submissive and dominant people... In any relationship there can never be a vacuum... if there is, there would not be any relationship.. If I am unable to put my views (reasons may be that I am not clear what I think, I do not know what I think, or I feel that my thoughts are not that important as of the other person), the other person will. And then we start calling that person dominating... And then to hide our lack of clarity say that the other one dominates! Only those who are submissive complaint… the one who is clear what he/she wants in life does that!

book fare!!!!

yahoooooo........... i am going to book fare today.. looking forward to lots of new books and nice smell that comes out from them... will post again about what i get from there!!

pleasure of being common

i do strive and strive but it is really tough to be just belive inside and be common but after all it is the truth that we all are commmon .... we consider us special each of us to be special .... in fact none of us is.. we want to be cared... we want to be loved.... we want to be warmly and specially welcomed.... we want to complimented.... we want to treated differently..... why it is hard to understand that we are part of crowd... just a part of the crowd not more then that.... we are what we are... not what other do to us... for others we are just a part of the crowd.... i feel the immense pleaseure in letting others know that they are the one who is special that they are not common like me that they are to be loved cared and welcomed and complimented upon.. becuse they are special for me ... they really are...i like loving others and letting them know that i love them ... may be some day some those who are as common as me would be able to share and understand the pleasure i am having.... realizing the truth that i am a common girl.

and I also remember reading... GOD loves common ppl that's why he made so many of them!!!

feeling lazy...

today i am feeling so lazy that even do not want to write anyhting....was at home the entire day... you know how it works when you are alone... all thoughts you have been trying to escape stand in front of you.. thankfully i am lucky.. i was able to takle one after other.. gave suficient time to each confusion of mind.. mind and heart.. why both are against each other! may be thats the way we stay balanced!
I thought about important things like relationships... people attitude... world around...and about men also.... and also about petty things like my dry hair!
its so rejuvenating and lot of feeling of content once you know that things are going the way they ought to... and just be sure that you are putting your best and that's all you can do and make sure that you do not end up dong any thing less that what you can!!
I am serious.. i am seriously and deeply happy!

being back in collage

its a great feeling........ i am really looking forward for the year to come.. i would attending calsses again.. would be have time getting influenced... more of listening... more of learning... it make me feel that i am still young.. though its not that I otherwise don't feel it this way... but such things just reinorces my thoughts...
it's a very small thing.. but actually these are the joys of life... isn't it!
i wish my self a good luck for the course! Diploma in child rights.

That day we had a interesting walk..starting from the basant priya cenema hall…. I was really looking forward to be inside the centrel ridge… so many people turned up……unbelieveable.!
While entering the gate I felt as if going to nature the more we got into the ridge I felt that we were actually intruding into the nature…. We as human being ………… why are we doing it… if the government is doing it from where it is getting the authority !… more important is why they are doing it WHY?? Certainly it is the short term benefits the are getting from it… The army gets the space to do exercise and makes a permanent and pakka structure... who were the people involved... how ..on what basis supreme court alows.. PUBLIC BENEFIT!..

The metro is for us... the parks would be for us... the HCBS would be for us...becoz we can ask for our facilities.... we can DEMAND... nature silently bears with us... we all would be.. in fact are... paying the returns... facing this chill... I think of the rikshaw puller.. the child on the street, constantly cleaning his nose with his sleeves... I can shut every thing..! its not my responsbility!... but the truth is that we all are guilty.... even me! I can do what i can... ! to have my share of peace!

ajnabi raste....

on november 23 nov 2002
yeh ajnabi raste; jaane le jayenge kahan... manzilen hain jahan ... ya jahan se chalta hai karwaan... khud hi chal pade the .. khud hi nahi jante... in raston ko jo hume hain pehchante itni besabri hai pahunchne ki .. jab ki kuch nahi andaaza.. apne raste ke rukh ka kya karen isliys.. kuch bhi kar lete hainnn

lamhe

wrote this almost two year back when ammi was leaving delhi a fter a short visit to us.!! it was a painful departure generally its not!!

Kuch aur din
Aur kuch aur raten…
Kya hai is lamhe me
Jab ehsas nahi salon ka
To kya hai in lamho me
Phir bhi
Phir Guzar kyon nahi jate
kuch lamhe sirf kuch hi lamho mai
baras to guzarte hai
par yeh lamhe kyon rehate hain saath
hamesha saath
jaise ki har lmahe pe
haawi hon who kuch lamhe
guzar kyon nahi jate
kuch lam,he sirf kuch lamho mai
wohi ehsaas liye sath chalet hai
chupchap pichey wali sawri se
who lamhe kisi bhi lamhe
chilla sakte hai apne wajood ka ehsaas dilano ko
par mere satth to saath hi rahte hai
tajjub se mujhe dekte
jab me badalti hoon zara bhi
phir guzar kyon nahi jate
kuch lamhe sirf kuch hi lamho mai.