MIND AND SOUL

KHATA MERI har subeh ki ek shaam hoti hai,har rishte ka pehchan hota hai; har shaksh doosron ke soch ka gulaam hota hai; khud ko pehchan ke bhi khud se anjaan hota hai; kisi ke khaatir khud ke raahon mai khud ka mehman hota hai; khud ke liye khud ke gum ka paigaam hota hai; doosron ke khaatir khud ki khusi ka khud ke liye armaan hota hai; jinhe parwah nai hmaari unke liye ye dil bechain hota hai; khud ke zameen pe kisi aur ka aasmaan hota hai; jinse mohabbat karo unhi ke nafrat ka farmaan hota hai; zindagi se khud ko bhula kisi aur ka makaam hota hai; khud ke aansu pee ke kisi aur ka muskaan hota hai;

INDIA AGAINST INDIA Democratic, republic, independent and secular. What does it mean? One country, many faces. This is a country, where language changes every 3 miles, where political parties are more than multiplexes, where citizens don’t understand the mother language, where donation starts even before education, where people kill and worship the same thing, where god are rich and religion is a business, where aping is genuine and originality is a shame, where people don’t know about bhagat singh or khudiram bose but can prepare a thesis on metal bands, where people are least bothered about solution, rather prefer creating problems as then they can be busy solving it. Tell me one thing, what is the use of money? I, being a normal human, will need money for a better and secure future of my family, be it, a comfortable flat to live, good quality clothes, higher education to children, good food, a luxurious car, new technologies, vacation trip etal. Will it force me to spend a ...

EYES FOR DREAMS IIT , surely an institute with greatness in every single brick of its foundation. Every single Indian soul talk about it, someday or somewhere, what do they talk? About some of those brilliantly minded arjun who managed to nail the eye of this glittering and golden fish called INDIAN INSTITUTE OF TECHNOLOGY. Very true, people never talk about them who somehow missed the aim, or if they talk, its just to increase the level of grief of them who already are suffering and will suffer throughout their life because of the level of chaos this institute has created.  I know a boy who felt the pain of the rejection and shattering of dreams so well preserved for so long a time. Go to the top floor of the tallest building in this universe and drop a sheet of glass, this was the photograph of the dream he saw and for worse, he had to collect all those tiny particles by himself and give it a shape again. Like each and every Indian youth, he had a dream to flourish h...

THE LOST KINGDOM Once again those days of glory will come, once again people will ask for you, once again you will be in need, just a matter of time, once there was a time when you were asked for and today is the day when someone else is seen for. There is always someone in this world to be looked after for, one just need some talent and the right time to use that talent. A nerd is never asked for help in a drama competition and so is a model for class notes. There are 3 types of people in this selflessly selfish world- extra ordinary, extra and ordinary. Extra has no personal favourite, they act according to the mass, ordinary are the people who choose some people to be extra ordinary for some point of time. they always need someone to be ahead them who can make their way easy to walk for a hunt, unfortunately the masses today is of ordinary nature and always need someone extra to have below them in hierarchy and someone above, they liked to be called a sandwich and feel ...

PLEASE BE MINE!!! Your care, your smile, your face, your voice, your messages, your calls, your thoughts, your memory, you, you, you, you…..and only you….. You are all around me, surrounding me like atmosphere, deep inside me like an ocean, deep rooted like an old peepal over the desert soil of my emotions. You brought the smile to my life, taught me a new way of life. Changed me completely.  I live just to be with you, to watch the world chanting the happy song just for you, to see all the rose petals through the heaven pouring themselves all over you, the dew droplets conserving themselves just to see you in the early morning with the first ray of sun enlightening them. The meaning of taking air is just to inhale your fragrance; the meaning of drinking water is just to meet your soul, the meaning of food is to feel your care, the meaning of myself….. I forgot. The only thing I remember is you and only you. Don’t leave me alone in the race of life. You are the one I dre...

COMMON SLAVES I am in charge of a certain section of the hierarchy of the government offices. Does it mean I own the section? Every single soul in India is a master, and treats others as their pupil. Be it a simple day-worker or a mighty minister. Whenever someone gets the power, he is under illusive effects that he is the whole and soul of this universe. In his reign, every being is the king and others are like microorganisms on their knees waiting for the mercy of the king.  O lord, please forgive me for the sin that I am in your reign without your permission. Go to a temple and the priest is the king, it’s his reign. Be on road and the workers are the king, be in an office and the clerk is the king. Everyone is a king of his reign. Don’t mess with them when they are in their reign. Wait for some time; everyone has to come out of their comfort level at some point of time. There is one species on earth which is never in his comfort level- a common man. Being a commo...

BEING HUMAN Being deaf avoids many arguments, being blind avoids many discussions, being dumb avoids many situations but being human creates many complex circumstances which is undesirable in this world. What defines it to be a human? Feelings, emotions, mental strength to judge and to react to a situation. Artificial intelligence and artificial flow of emotions are two of its own kind of being not practical as far as humanity is concerned. You are human, if you can feel what others can, if you can judge others’ situations, if you can see others’ grief, if you can listen to others cry and if you can speak for others pain. I am not a human as I ignored when others were crying loud in the scorching sunrays of grief and pain. I am just a puppet of my own hand. I can console myself; I can find ways and excuses to prove myself correct when the world was pointing fingers against me. But when it comes to my pain, my grief, my sadness, my loneliness, my hollow world, I search ...

tere bahon mai tootne ki tamanna dil mai dabi hai, tere khyalon mai khone ki tamanna dabi hai; tujhe chahu etna ki khuda bhi muskuraaye, tujhe apni aankhon mai basane ki tamanna dabi hai; har mod pe sath ho tera, har kadam teri hathon mai hath ho mera; tere liye hi ye janam liya, kai janam lene ki hasrat dabi hai...........:-) it was d sunrise of adolescence  when i first saw u, dat 1st look of urs still bring a sweet smile 2 my lips. Years passed and things changed, what never changed was d feeling deep inside my heart 4 dat angle meant 2 bless my soul wid d rays of happiness. i knew ,was crying 4 d moon ,looking aimlessly into d eyes of dat moon so as 2 see ur image but indeed in vain. Every crazy deeds which i did piled up a large collection in d slam book of crazy hits. Chasing u madly, looking 4 u in d farthest possible corners of dreams, pulling up d acceleration of tym jst 2 stay connected 2 dat face of urs which generates a hurricane in d deepest possible leve...

LOVE STORY OF A STONE-2 Almost 5 years passed. The stone went through all kinds of dust but still managed to keep that gallery of hers safe and crystal clear. For the past couple of months he too started to lose his faith in destiny and love and tried to move on with some other sculptures, but there never had any space left in his heart for even a beauty craved in marble. Meanwhile the sign board too went through a lot of troubles and ended up losing hope in the community to which the stone belonged.  The loneliness of the stone  traveled  alongside with him to reach the same spot where once he started to feel his first heart-beat, his first warmth, his first loss of senses, his first love- love at first sight. To the greatest of his shock, the sign board was there looking aimlessly in the infinite sky as if waiting for the same stone to hold her hands and make her feel the warmth of all that love which he possessed for so long, to forget herself looking into those...

USE AND THROW Plastic revolutionized the market, everyone knows why. Its ability to be omnipresent at the cheapest possible ways and the most important thing is the least attachments with it. I am speaking about its ability to “be used & thrown”. How pity, it is easily available, no demands, no maintenance, smarter looks but still its destiny ends up into a trash bin with others of its family. Come on buddy stop being insulted every time. Nope, I am incarnated to do so, give a smile and get a life sentence in return. Actually these days only a couple of fools are left so who are plastics (except the ending part, where Mr Plastic really harms environment, I am talking about his other face). There are so many policies which people follow in their life (keep your mind out of LIC & stuff). Some believe in “give & take”, some in “live & let live” , whereas the most famous policy having maximum customers these days are – “USE AND THROW” policy. It really has a ve...

Safar mai hamsafar the tum, manzil kyun bane? Meri tanhai ki gawahi the tum, mehfil kyun bane? Saagar ki lahrein the tum, saahil kyun bane? Meri khamoshi ki pehchan the tum, aawaaz kyun bane? Meri barbadi ka ant the tum, aagaaz kyun bane? Mere liye to sirf dost the tum, mumtaaz kyun bane? Sirf main aur sirf tum the, fir hum kyun bane? Meri khushiyan the tum, fir saare gum kyun bane? Dil ko zakhm de ke fir unke marham kyun bane? Kisi aur ka hona tha, to mere hone ka sapna kyun bane? Door jaa ke begaana hi banna tha to fir apna kyun bane? Dil ke dard bhare nagmein banna tha to zubaan  ka gaana kyun bane? Chahat the meri aankhon ke, fir meri nafrat  kyun bane? Mere dil ke aawaaz the tum, uski hasrat kyun bane? Sapnon main to the tum , fir hakikat kyun bane? Saath the mere har waqt, fir yaadein kyun bane? Jo kabhi poori na ho sake wo waadein kyun bane? Jo kabhi jud na paaye wo dhaage  kyun bane? Dil ki khusiyon ka saagar the, maayushi ky...

Selfish from the starting of the dawn of my life span till the date my hands realised the need of my mind and will be so till the eyes closes thinking of its deeds done so far knowingly or not. Competing from the millions to come to this globe, was selfish enough for the so called incarnation of my soul. In a family of limited sources, was selfish enough to get to this point in this time. Childhood , the most promising period of the all possible, passed competing the speed of my blinking of infinite,desiring,ambitious & curious set of sparkling eyes. Every single moment passed competing for a good score so as to get a proud look in my parent’s eyes. That’s the part of my so called selfish act. Being good to others, doing the deeds what expected, far from the sheer shadow of so called darkness of evil.  These were the part of my selfish act. Is it so? I think it worked for a while & for a particular sect of people. The world is three-dimensional so every other person vi...