Sorrow's Song

i believe at the end of my life
the credits will read tragedy
that with the last heartbeat
that last blink of eye
you will cross my mind
and i will go back to that day
when that flower bloomed
in the dead of winter
and a shimmer of hope arrived
that all you wanted was me
and my last breath will be taken away
at a realization
that all i ever wanted was you...
there is no better way to say but
I messed around and just fell in love

This one is for you...!!

It’s time to celebrate, all our disagreements
It’s time to raise a toast, to all our arguments
It’s time to recollect, all our fights and talks
It’s time to remember, Our angry Stares and gawks
For it is all this that has Made us come Closer
Sealing us in a way that, we’ll always be together
Wishing you all the success in the world
And eternity of togetherness.....
Today and forever!!!!

Tum

ज़िन्दगी बन गए हो तुम
तुम्हारे बिना
जीना तो क्या ही
मरने कि भी सोच सकती नहीं
आदत कह लू तुम्हे
या कोई जरूरत
बिन तुम्हारे मैं रहने की
 खता भी कर सकती नहीं

Kuch yeha ki kuch waha ki

बादलों से आगे और क्षितिज से दूर
कहीं चुप  चाप सी दिखती है मंजिल
सामने है समंदर और कश्ती है दूर
लहरों कि गुज़ारिश है संग खेलना है जरुर
समय है कम और है थोडा सा डर

क्यों हो तुम ख्यालों में ये पूछना है खुद से
क्यों सोच में हो बसे ये जानना है

Emptiness

Sometimes it happens
and you just cannot see..
you cause a mistrust
and treat unfairly...

and then its just shock you feel
and utter disbelief...
and then you realize
that it was something fragile
and u just had to let it go...

sometimes its just about accepting things
the way they are
but that is what happens

Days pass into nights
and following dawn gets spent
u either make no calls
or make just one too many

you forget..
its not how it was..
its not what you expected...

Chit Chat...

You can get amazed at the variety of people whom you get to interact with.
Especially if you are one of those observant kinds and enjoy reading between the lines.
Mere the nature of human psyche is enough to keep you occupied and engaged.
And you need an open mind. You do not need to judge people on any and everything.



What may be right according to you may be totally unacceptable to someone else who thinks otherwise.
And who are you to judge someone else's thought process.

What is important is a match in the frequency and a respect for each other's ideologies. It is good to be sure of yourself but it is also important to respect other's ideologies where you have a difference of opinion. 

The lost town.. the lost days…

Dark is this town these days

Where I once had my abode

There is a lot of water

Under the bridge where there used to be

A thriving town with myriad secrets

Myths collided with reality

And created a rainbow of dreams

We had kitchen and an Irish table

A room which was meant for siestas

A coffeehouse where connoisseurs’

Of tea and of coffee used to frequent

And used to have debates

On things which are of no import

But which do provide all the fun

Mindless chatter, thousands of topics

And a set of clueless audience

And who favors their own favorites

Across day to day differences

Where people used to find harmony

But the words have become shadows

The thin line between the dream and the myth

No longer resides these days

And perhaps you will now walk away

Without me knowing where or how to follow

falak.....

बादलों ने फिर से की है वो ही साज़िश
जहाँ घर है मेरा की है वही बारिश
फलक कि ज़िद है बिजलिया गिराने की
मेरी भी ज़िद है वही आशियाँ बनाने की

Mile hai pehle kabhi

परिंदो की फितरत है

उड़ ही जातें है 

कुछ रिश्तो को कितना भी संभाल के रखो 

धुंध में खो ही जातें है 

ज़िन्दगी हर कदम हर पल 

एक नई  राह दिखा जाती है 

नए कुछ किस्से अनकहे 

जहाँ ज़िन्दगी सवार रहे होते है 

पुराने कुछ किस्से 

आपकी यादों में कही छुपे 

बीतें कुछ लम्हों की 

मीठी सी याद दिला रहे होते हैं 

Memories....

Time has a way of breaking up memory into fragments so minuscule

that when you see them you get amazed.

Segments so fragile and delicate that

they get caught up in the winds of time and are strewn along the pathway of life,

and sometimes even forgotten.

Trying to capture and preserve them within the confines of our mind

becomes exceedingly impossible as time goes by,

and slowly they begin to vanish for good…

buried forever in the past.

And then someday something snaps

and a fragment of past comes in front of you.

You get thinking history repeats itself.

Over the time these memories

may get buried but deep within they are there.

As a reminder of the days bygone, the moments spent.

And then there are some who are fortunate enough

to reminisce and cherish most of those memories..... Lucky People!!

Tumse milke......

yu hi kabhi muskura dena
choti si kisi baat par khush ho jaana
aise hi kisi khayal me kho jaana
kya hua hai ye to rab hi jaane
mujhe bas itna pata hai
zindagi thori si badal gayi hai


ek iccha hai ek ehsaas hai
tumhare saath ki ek chah hai
tumse milne se pehle
ehsaas bhi nahi tha
ki choti choti si kuch baatein
itni bhi khubsurat ho sakti hai
kaun se mod par ja kar
kaun sa kissa banega
iski koi khabar nahi
bas tumhari baaton par
vishwas karne ki iccha hai

BFF : is for ever!!

Friendship isn''t always easily described!!
The Eskimos, they say, have a hundred different words for snow.
Unfortunately, the English language isn''t quite as innovative, though it has vast opportunities to differentiate meaning. Certainly, Love is one of those opportunities. And so, too, is Friendship. Instead of different words, however, we''re stuck with simple adjectives. Close friend. Best friend. Childhood friend. Intimate friend. Trusted friend. Beloved friend. But whether you use adjectives or different words, few could deny the nearly infinite meaning in such a simple word. Friends are special people. We can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and moral standards (and often our own conscience) dictate we select a single mate. But our friends can be as diverse and infinite as the adjectives we choose. Our friends, in a very real sense, reflect the choices we make in life. One would say, the more the merrier... No matter how young or old you are, no matter how experienced or naive you are, there is always stuff which you can't tell you family but u can not not tell your frens. At times they are lifelines. They hold your hand, be with you, see the good in you and most importantly, believe in you. And if you are not able to cherish them, well you are in for a lifetime of sorrow... 

Reflections!!

I Can’t Understand,
When Your Friends,
Remember You!!!!!
Why They Remember Me,,,,,,
I Can’t Understand,
When You Smile,Your Eyes!!!!!,
Why do they Follow Me,,,,,,
I Can’t Understand,
If You Forget Me,Why You Weep!!!!!
When Someone Hurt Me,,,,,
I Can’t Understand,
If You Hate Me,
What You Search!!!!!,
In My Eyes,,,,,

I hate you!!

Mary: Hey Johnny..????
Johnny: Yes..???
Mary: I lo- I opposite of hate you!!
Johnny: What???

Hate is opposite of love some say...!! Well may be on first thought people would say that.. But I disagree!! Vehemently!! You would have often heard the phrase being coined "they have a love-hate relationship....."
Me thinks, love and hate have a lot of similarities... Both need an element of intense energy and focused thoughts..  When you hate someone its actually an extension of your thoughts, possibly your anger.. May be a thought that one or more of the conditions entitled to your love are not being met. Or may be you would say that when you are too afraid to say I love you... and instead you end up saying I hate you...

And anyways, in modern times, unconditional love is a novelty. Food for thought: When you fall out of love, when the love has truly run its full cycle, you start "not caring", not being attentive to what the other individual is going thru...

If you hate someone, he is more likely to get much if your attention and energy. That would mean hate and love are similar emotions!! When you are young, you are irresponsible about it. You probably pull a disappearing act, change social circles, possibly change your path when the object of such acute attention comes your way. Once you decide you are done, you move on and do not care to look back to see what could have been better..

The "hates" of my life were people I once cared deeply for and in essence, by hating them, I still did.  In each case, it was because of the hurt I perceived they had laid on me. Quite frankly, instances where I have hated an individual has more likely been a fren and it more likely has boiled down to a feeling that I had been betrayed by that individual.

As you mature you learn that hate is not only non-productive but also a waste of time and energy. You learn to forgive and forget. you overlook certain things and you move on. You learn to forget the negative thoughts and accept whatever is coming your way. Or you neglect and move on with a feeling of indifference.

At the end you realise, Hate is not an opposite of love..!! hate is love in its ugliest, angriest form!!

Kuch yeha kuch waha

Bhigi Palko Tale kuch HumNe Chupae Ansoo,
Hasna Chaha par ankh me kuch chale aaye aansoo,
Tumhe Malum Shayad Ho ya na fir bhi...
Tumhare chale jane par humne bahut bahaye ansoo,
Pyar ko ik Khel Kaha Tha K Tamasha Krke,
HmNe Ye Soch k Khud Se bhi Chupae Ansoo,
Tere Sng Beete lmhe Yaad Aae Bahot,
HmNe anjame Mohbbat Pe Bahae Ansoo,

Crossroads...

Am bored and u are so boring

So hey, don’t leave a message

I know, what’s on your mind

And I must tell you this

Everyone is entitled to be stupid

But see yourself in the mirror

You just abuse the privilege

I am not there right now

Nor will I ever be coming back

And if you follow me through

I will disappear yet again

So here am I and there you are

Just see that the distances are maintained

Just ensure that you know your place

And never ever come where I intend to be

For that’s for sure dear heart

If ever it happens and our paths cross

Be sure I will just look the other way

And imagine I never walked that lane

She who walks in the city....

Worried, there she is just on her death bed
All sorts of thoughts wandering

All kinds of memories flashing back

There was this guy who was courteous

There was this place which was safe

Where angels used to dwell

Far from atrocities of the present

Where people used to command a respect

She thinks what did went wrong

What could she have possibly done?

To make the world a better place

Who knows? It may be eternity

Before things are set right

Before there are good opportunities

And all that jazz

She is still hopeful

Wishes things would be back to normal

The extent of crime would reduce

And there would be few who wallow in sorrow

How does one tell her?

The city needs to decide

The path they want to take

Before it is a little too late

Here we are.......

Ok, I will give that. I am wary of the phrase “The Next Big Thing”. What does this mean? What is the extent of the impact which the so called “Next big thing” will have? Think about human nature. Most of the Homo Sapiens do not like change. But often believe that ‘the change is the only constant in eternity’. Some are good at adapting to each change and the remaining keep rolling in misery, adjusting to ‘The Next Big Thing’. At what point of time it originates? When it grows? I worry that if I think about it too much I will lose it. I worry about jinxes.

That being said, I am not very risk averse. I like taking risks almost more than an average Tom or Jane. While many such ideas click and benefit, there may be some which may not prove to be very successful. But then that is the idea right? You would not be happy if all are pros. You need cons in order to realize the value of pros. But the sheer vivacity and authority of imagination is what makes life interesting.

There are times when I keep coming back down the memory lane. Each time I get amazed at the mere volume of life changers. One decision here and there and your life is changed. For better or for worse. And the impact, even if it seems miniscule, might not be that small.

And now, here I am, yet again basking in the memoryland, going through flashbacks, remembering stuff. I do need to concentrate on a call scheduled in about two hours from now and I need to finalize a few nitty-gritty details but what the heck! When does a writer’s whim wait for time or tide? There are times when the manuscript remains buried and then you start l0oking forward to those when you will straight off take a pen and get writing. Bringing equilibrium to your life, telling and intriguing tale or may be just rejuvenating in success or wallowing in sorrow.

Fare you well...!!!

"If I love you.. What is that to you??? "
True? May be yes, may not be.. Some would say, Its indeed nothing to you and should not be. For if I care that should be my business and mine alone.. You would actually have nothing to do with my emotions than fire or ice.. Yet these two are the most dangerous weapons of nature and if it is a combination of both... well!! can anything be more dramatic than that?

Or should i say wind and sea?? both rouse me to exhilaration and excitation and yet are unconscious of their effect on me.. and you are equally unconscious of the thoughts you awaken in me... Not sure if i like this bitter sweet temptation or if i care for the disturbing thoughts if or when they come... at time, joy and desolation are equally confusing and equally subtle in sweetness... Joy when i meet you.. Desolation when i see you not at all..!! I try to analyse them both cos at heart i am a consultant who thrives on analysis for living.. and no wonder the answer evades me... cos we live in an age where mysteries are many and you get answers for queries which you never asked if you are on a quest...

I would be happy if I am loved by you.. but my joy would know no bounds if I am of service to you... By silence, by restraint, by being careful to let nothing of trivial nature ever bother you, by guarding you from all interruptions, foolish details of  society and idle gossip of of folks who have nothing to do... To feel that all of this can bring even the simplest of joy or peace... To know that my presence delights you and inspires you..
Few can boast as much... You probably are a wonder.. probably from the fairy tales grandmother used to read.. to think of this brings another thought... what if this dream of mine gets shattered? smashed to atoms.. I would not be able to put this back even if i try to pick every bit and piece. A rose here, a leaf there... a lovely little head rolling apart from body.. nothing would be left except to tie those pieces somehow and send them down the memory lane to a place where the memory once existed...

And now, back to work... It s the time I ceased to think of banishment of a vision. A vision so delicate to feel and so distant in reality.. i turn away from you who were a little God of a foolish worship. You tell me you wish you could undo what is done. Well, the mistake is yours to live and yours to regret for. I probably am a weaver of dreams, One of the dreams was this and probably is now broken and I was rudely awakened. But the day will come when i dream this to perfection. And that will be when i talk to you and tell you that this is what was meant to be...!! Till then!! Adios!! and oh! Fare You Well!!!

tum........

फिर से वो ही ज़िन्दगी मिले 

फिर से वो प्यार जो तुमसे हो

पलकों पे यादों की वो बूंदे हो

दूर क्षितिज तक चलते रहने को राह हो

सपनो भरी सी जो लगती वो रात हो

दूर हो कर भी शायद तुम पास हो

जो तुम न हो तो दर्द कुछ गहरा लगे

तुम्हारे बिना सब सूना लगे 

na jaane wo kaun tha

वो शख्स हमें अपनी सादगी से दीवना बना गया 

सादगी से हमें जाने कैसे तबाह कर गया 

कह गया की जा तुझे तेरे हाल  पर छोड  दिया 

इससे बेहतर तेरी और कोई सजा ना होगी 

रिश्ता तो रहा कुछ  अजीब सा 

ना नफरत  की वजह  ही मिली 

ना मोहब्बत  का सिला 

कुछ  अलग  ही था वो सिलसिला 

अपना भी ना  बनाया और 

 किसी का होने भी ना दिया 

rang

रज  के चढ़ा है और 

खिल  खिल कर लाल  हुआ 

आज  मेहँदी का ये रंग 

नाम  जाने किसका है छुपा 

संगीत  जैसी आवाज़  का वो सुर ताल 

कोई धुन  लायी है इस  अमावास  की रात 

yaadein

एक  दिन  था वो भी

धुप लगे आकाश  पर जब 

चाँद नज़र आ गया था 

डाकिये ने मुहर लगा 

एक  संदेसा लाया था तेरा 

भूली हुई सी कुछ  यादें

आई है चुपके से 

बीती हुई कोई कहानी सुनाने

ankahi

गुनाह होता तो माफ़ कर देती

नेकी होती तो भूल भी जाती 

उस तजुर्बे को कैसे भुला दू अब 

जिसने ज़िन्दगी की हर शय बदल दी

na jaane kyu......

फिर से वो बेफिक्री का आलम
आज लौट चला है
बरसो बाद याद आ गयी है
मोहल्ले की वो गलिया
कहानी की एक डोर
आज यूँ ही कही वापस
बाँध कर ले चली है
दूर कहीं किसी राह पर
कच्ची पक्की सडको पर
सैकड़ो निशानियाँ आवाज़ देती है
शिद्दत से की हुई इबादत
आज कहानी कोई याद दिलाती है

Bliss......

Every year in the United States alone, 2,077,000 couples make a legal and spiritual decision to spend the rest of their lives together ... and not to have an affair with anyone else, ever.
 He buys a ring, she buys a dress. They go shopping for all sorts of things. She takes him to Arthur Murray for ballroom dancing lessons. And the big day comes. And they'll stand before God and family and some guy her dad once did business with, and they'll vow that nothing, not abject poverty, not life-threatening illness, not complete and utter misery will ever put the tiniest damper on their eternal love and devotion.

These optimistic young bastards promise to honor and cherish each other through hot flashes and mid-life crises and a cumulative 50-lb. weight gain, until that far-off day when one of them is finally able to rest in peace.

 You know, because they can't hear the snoring anymore. And then they'll get stupid drunk and smash cake in each others' faces and do the "Macarena," and we'll be there showering them with towels and toasters and drinking their free booze and throwing birdseed at them every single time -- even though we know, statistically, half of them will be divorced within a decade.

Of course, the other half won't, right? They'll keep forgetting anniversaries and arguing about where to spend holidays and debating what would be the color of the interior. And some of them will even still be enjoying each others' company when neither of them can chew solid food anymore.

And researchers want to know why. What? You got to be kidding?? I mean, hey, it doesn't take a double-blind, nerdy, geeky, stupid study to figure out what makes a marriage not work. Disrespect, boredom, too much time on Facebook, or too many love affairs!!! Bingo!! Or hell!! You might have the exact anti of those things -- respect, excitement, a broken Internet connection, mind-numbing monogamy -- and the thing still can go to hell in a hand basket.

So what's going on when it doesn't? Those folks who actually get to plan their Silver, Diamond and Platinum anniversaries... Which world do they belong to? Somewhere down the line.. what do they do?? They obviously did something right!! But what?? And if you're still happily sleeping single, why should you stop what you're doing and make it your life's work to find that one special person that you can annoy for the rest of your life? Why should you lose all that independent spirit of yours and start looking upto someone for every decision you make in life? Why should you turn right round and start considering the wants and preferences of someone whom you believe is that special somebody!!

Well researchers spend billions of your tax dollars trying to figure that out. They stalk blissful couples and they study their every move and mannerism. And they try to pinpoint what it is that sets them apart from their miserable neighbors and friends. And it turns out, the success stories share a few similarities.

For instance, in the happiest marriages, the wife is thinner and better looking than the husband. Obvious, right. It's obvious that this leads to marital bliss because, women, we care a great deal about being thin and good looking, whereas men mostly care about trivialities.... The beauty of this research though is that no one is suggesting that women have to be thin to be happy; we just have to be thinner than our partners. So instead of all that laborious dieting and exercising, we just need to wait for them to get fat, maybe bake a few pies. This is good information to have, and it's not that complicated.

Research also suggests that the happiest couples are the ones that focus on the positives. For example, the happy wife. Instead of pointing out her husband's growing gut or suggesting he go for a run, she might say, "Wow, honey, thank you for going out of your way to make me relatively thinner." These are couples who can find good in any situation. "Yeah, it was devastating when we lost everything in that fire, but it's kind of nice sleeping out here under the stars, and it's a good thing you've got all that body fat to keep us warm."

One of my favorite studies found that the more willing a husband is to do house work, the more attractive his wife will find him. Because we needed a study to tell us this. But here's what's going on here. The more attractive she finds him, the more time they spend together; the more time they spend together, the nicer he is to her; the nicer he is to her, the less she nags him about leaving wet towels on the bed -- and ultimately, they live happily ever after. In other words, men, you might want to pick it up a notch in the domestic department.

Here's an interesting one. One study found that people who smile in childhood photographs are less likely to get a divorce. This is an actual study, and let me clarify. The researchers were not looking at documented self-reports of childhood happiness or even studying old journals. The data were based entirely on whether people looked happy in these early pictures. Now I don't know how old all of you are, but when I was a kid, your parents took pictures with a special kind of camera that held something called film, and, by God, film was expensive. They didn't take 300 shots of you in that rapid-fire digital video mode and then pick out the nicest, smileyest one for the Christmas card. Oh no. They dressed you up, they lined you up, and you smiled for the fucking camera like they told you to or you could kiss your birthday party goodbye. But still, I have a huge pile of fake happy childhood pictures and I'm glad they make me less likely than some people to get a divorce.
So what else can you do to safeguard your marriage? Do not win an Oscar for best actress. I'm serious. Bettie Davis, Joan Crawford, Hallie Berry, Hillary Swank, Sandra Bullock, Reese Witherspoon, all of them single soon after taking home that statue. They actually call it the Oscar curse. It is the marriage kiss of death and something that should be avoided.

And it's not just successfully starring in films that's dangerous. It turns out, merely watching a romantic comedy causes relationship satisfaction to plummet. Apparently, the bitter realization that maybe it could happen to us, but it obviously hasn't and it probably never will, makes our lives seem unbearably grim in comparison. And theoretically,if we opt for a film where someone gets brutally murdered or dies in a fiery car crash, we are more likely to walk out of that theater feeling like we've got it pretty good.

Drinking alcohol, it seems, is bad for your marriage. Yeah. I can't tell you anymore about that one because I stopped reading it at the headline. But here's a scary one: Divorce is contagious. That's right -- when you have a close couple friend split up, it increases your chances of getting a divorce by 75 percent. Now I have to say, I don't get this one at all. Nope! No clue...

So now you may be wondering, why does anyone get married ever? Well the U.S. federal government counts more than a thousand legal benefits to being someone's spouse -- a list that includes visitation rights in jail, but hopefully you'll never need that one. But beyond the profound federal perks, married people make more money. They are healthier, physically and emotionally. They have happier, more stable and more successful kids. We have more sex than our supposedly swinging single friends -- believe it or not. We even live longer, which is a pretty compelling argument for marrying someone you like a lot in the first place.And hell!! you do not want to live your life alone...!! Homo Sapiens enjoy company rather than solitude..!!! Well!! most of the times....

Now if you're not currently experiencing the joy of the joint tax return, I can't tell you how to find a loving person of the approximately ideal size and attractiveness who prefers horror movies and doesn't have a lot of friends hovering on the brink of divorce. The bottom line is, whether you're in it or you're searching for it, I believe marriage is an institution worth pursuing and protecting.

yaadein

वो कहते है मोहब्बत मोम का मंदिर है
तपिशे कही किसी नज़र की इसको पिघला न दे
पुछा था उन्होंने कभी
सदा  ऐसे ही तुम चाहोगे क्या?
जीना जो सीखाया है
भुला तो न दोगे
विरह से डरता है जो दिल
दूर कही चले तो न जाओगे?
पूछ लेते है वो यु ही अचानक
मेरे बिन जी सकोगे क्या तुम?
मेरी बातें भुला तो नहीं दोगे कल?
नहीं जानते की अलफ़ाज़ के जुगनू नहीं मिलते
बातें नहीं है ये कोई बनाई हुई
ख़ामोशी के कुछ पल कट जाये तुम्हारे साथ
इसी का वो बहाना है
बातें भुलाने का कभी कुछ सोचा ही नहीं
जब सोचो तो सासें थमने लगती है 
हर घडी हर पल साथ है तेरा 
इतना करम है जिंदगी का मुझ पर
छोटी सी दुनिया है जो ये मेरी
इसके बाहर जाने की कहा है चाह?
यादो में रहते है वो चाँद लम्हे
आँख भर आई आज उस याद पर...

Memories...

That eternal summer shall not fade
That eternal summer shall not fade
Nor will fade the possession of that fair heart
or the tid bits of the times spent
Nor will death brag about the wanderer in that shade
when in eternal lines it will grow
So long the memories grow..
So long the eyes can see...
and give life to those memories....

Dreamz.....

When you are dreaming about someone, they go to bed thinking of you!!!

Came across this statement somewhere. And I think it is true. Homo Sapiens is not a lonely species. We, in general, like having people around us. I mean who wants to live in solitude forever? Of course, there are times when you want some time off but other than that its pretty much the same all over. Much has been written about sub-conscious and I think this statement also comes from somewhere there. 

Of late got a chance to read a lot on human psyche.. And the deeper you go in there, the more you get amazed.

monologue.....

Alas! What you thought you were here for
Is mere Shell with a coat of wired thoughts
Which breaks only when the purpose is fulfilled
or when mere monotonicity becomes too much to bear
or where the destiny is beyond the end you figured
And is evolved and altered in fulfilment..
We tend to ignore the other places..
which are also on the other end of the scale
or beyond the sea side
Mayhap over a dark lake
or below vast expanse of moonlight
in a desert or a city

Virah

सुना है तुमने हमारे ख़त जला दिए

वादे सारे कैसे पल में भुला दिए

जाने कौन सा खौफ हो गया आज तुम्हे

जाने किसने तुम्हे बहाने सिखा दिए

माना की दर्द से हो जाएगा जीवन बंजर

माना की मतलब का नहीं रहेगा कोई मंजर

पर ये कैसे मान लू मैं की मतलब था नहीं कभी

या ये सोच लू की समय नहीं है तुम्हे अभी

सच ही कह गया है कोई 

जीवन की नैया के है खेल निराले

जाने कौन कौन से रंग समेटे बैठी है

हर रंग के पीछे छुपी एक कहानी है

चंचल निश्छल तो कभी चुट्कुली

कभी रहे ऐसे चमकीली

और कभी सिर्फ कोरी 

Not Titled.......

इतनी शिद्दत से की है मोहब्बत

रह जाये न कही अनकही छोटी सी वो दास्ताँ 

आज कह लेने दो जो आई है दिल में बात

कल कहने की हिम्मत जाने हो न हो

अनजान से डगर दिख सी रही है सामने ऐसी

निकल चली हु और रह गया है जहाँ पीछे आज 

मीलो के सफ़र पर है लोग

मीलो दूर है सारी वादिया

किसी मंजर पर न रुकी हु

शायद खुद से भी न मिली हु

कभी सेहरा कभी सावन 

कुछ सच कुछ माया 

भोर भये और सांझ ढले 

फिरे मेरे साथ दर दर ये तेरी यादें  

ऐसा लापरवाह नहीं होना आज मुझे

की वक़्त के साथ तुम्हे भी खो दो

पर सोच कर ये रुक सी जाती हु मैं

की कौन जाने क्या सोच लोगे तुम 

किसको खबर कौन दिशा लोगे तुम

खीच लाती है यादें तुम्हारी ओर

और रह जाता है इंतज़ार

तुम्हारे चले आने का.....

Train of Thought......

                        


Some things are just meant to be... You do not plan for them. You do not even imagine it can happen and there life surprises you with one of its many intricacies.  Its difficult to find a better teacher than life. It is times like this when your train of thoughts does not stop. You start from a juncture and keep building on to it. And mayhap that is why and how dreams evolve... Two years down the line you might not want the same things from life as you do today... Some how makes me realise that it is very rare that you get second chances. So you might as well live in the present. And guess that's the issue with most of us. At times we are so engrossed planning for future and thinking about what is right and what is not so right that we tend to ignore what is in store for us right at this present moment. Guess that is the balance which you need in life. Guess that is what you need to learn....

Connection.....

He says I'm special and he spent the entire day talking to me about the nitty-gritties. 
He goes on staring at me like anything, just so that I smile.. He scolds me at times just to get a reaction from me...  Whatever I do, If I am not so happy, he knows something's wrong. 
And when I am having one of those phases of a panic attack, he helps comes to my rescue. 
He makes me believe in myself. At cross-roads he makes me chose what I want to do.
I may not care for myself, but he knows where I find my comfort zone.. 
He makes me believe that everything will be fine.. When I am being stubborn he knows how to make me do what my heart says... And each and every time, he convinces me everything will be fine. And I believe him.

dedicated......

Do you want to act as if we never met?
Pretend that we never spent a day together?
I've tried and tried but haven't succeeded yet..
You walk across and I fall to pieces
No wonder you cross by and make my heart beat double time

All that talk..!!!

Can't really count how many times I've heard the nonsense that all little girls fantasize about their wedding day. Really? I never did. I never thought all about Prince Charming, fantasy romance, knight in shining armour, picture perfect dress, or any of that!!! I would say What Crap!!!

I guess I'm not your average girl.
My dreams have always been different!! I dnt remember a time when gadgets have not been around. Its hard for me to think of a time when I dnt have them around...!! Was browsing through a store yesterday and I realised there's not one gadget here which I want to buy and which I dnt have at this point of time..!!
Still remember a dream which I saw when I was a kid. I guess I had Physics Exam the next day! And was reading a book on Universe and fell asleep. And the dream which I saw has been most vivid most memorable till date. Was in a hi-tec classroom and the facilitator actually took us for a trip to Universe. We saw all the major starts, travelled light years to exotic locations and what not. After that, have never had any doubts regarding any exam question on Universe. Oh and at the end of the tour the facilitator took us to a zone where there was a rainbow. The Rainbow had vivid colors. All bright and Shiny, some florescent. And each second the color at any given point used to change. Also, each point used to correspond to a specific venue on Earth. Depending upon the color and the pattern of color change, events used to happen on Earth.
Its just makes me realise that there are n number of items you dont know about and you can not actually comprehend at times as well. Its just that you need to have an open mind to accept what you are seeing. Today it might seem as a miracle for you but mayhap its just that you are not seeing the bigger picture. Mayhap its just something you need to widen your horizons and accept!!!

David and Goliath....

And there goes another David Goliath show...
Talking about the latest Vini Ad for 18+.
The deodorant market in India is approx 1000 crore and forerunner is Axe. HUL says it all. Its difficult to challenge HUL in Indian C&IP scenario. And here comes an advertisement from 18+ manufacturers which takes a direct hit at the AXE ad. Not that I have seen AXE ad in quite some time. If i remember correctly, AXE adverts have a lot of cloudy blue and pitch black.

the advert

thrs the same background when 18+ is being displayed. Be it the guy on the beach taking out his own brand of deo or the chick magnet concept... the ad challenges AXE's ad all over.. Not just that, it tries to strike a cord with the youth. we have a habit of acronyms and slags are always on the tip of our tongue. The ad launches the acronym LKPD. Which is so similar to KLPD. I dnt think you would meet any engineering grad in India who has not heard of KPLD.

And what timing, all of a sudden there are so many new players in the market. From a niche its now a new market. Nivea, Fuel, Denver, Reebok all are now in market. Would be fun to see how things play out. 

random thoughts.....!!!!

An engineer by qualification, a consultant by profession, a connoisseur by passion and a traveller by choice...

A proud owner of an Engineering degree as a starter, Masters degree as appetizer and if not insanely high then decently high income bracket as a main course and all necessary and luxury amenities like flashy gadgets, electronics items, a nice convenient car as icing on the top of the cake....
A family which loves you to the level of absolute trust and adoration and friends who actually are friends for life. You would think this person would be happy. At least satisfied in life.

Accomplished in terms of materialism and happy in terms of relationships with people. And yet, someone who has retained the innocence of that learning phase and has been sticking to the values which have been ingrained like oxygen....

But I wonder where satisfaction comes from. Its more important to retain the innocence. Life teaches you any and everything. It becomes important that you learn your lessons well and when finally when they are put to test, you need to realise deep down that basics matter. Core values of life are the ones which ultimately help you cross all barricades and surpass all hurdles... There are ideologies for which you just care..... And no matter what you are not ready to let them go.... You have your own share of phases when you kind of go through a struggle phase in life and you don't exactly know what a repercussion would be of a particular action!!

And one fine day this stage passes by and you are not afraid of taking a decision which suits you fine. You then become capable of taking your own decisions and you are mature enough to see through what is presented before you. Your concepts of life become more clear which by the way is one of the vital stats for survival..!! Life ke fundae clear hone chahiye. And at the end its that what matters. Pata hona chahiye ki what you respect most and what would be that one thing for which you will be dedicated...!!! You realise what kind of person you would gel around with and what is it about people that you really dislike..!!!

of dreams and beyond........

I believe in a second chance!!!

I believe that the sun shines after the rain

I believe if you don't get hurt you'll never gain

I believe in not doing things the easy way

I believe that being selfish doesn’t pay..

I believe there's destiny for me and you

I believe that good things come to those who wait

I believe love never arrives too late ...

I believe something good comes from something bad

I believe that for tears of happiness there are tears of sad

I believe everyone has a guardian angel

And the good you do will be rewarded well...

I believe that what comes first is family

I believe we should all live in harmony

I believe in making the most of a beautiful day

And it's not the end until everything's okay .....

I believe absence makes the heart grow fonder

I believe you will lose if you sit and wonder

I believe every experience teaches you a lesson

And nothing cures better then a drinking session ...

I believe to always look on the bright side

I believe that life is just one big ride

I believe when I die people will grieve

But it’s ok because I believe ....

food for thought...

Rules... 
There are times in life when you just want to throw the rulebook and do something out of bounds out of imagination and be done with it... It happens mostly in accordance with your risk appetite. The more of a risk taker you are, the more are the rules which you tend to break. 
                                  
Something got me thinking about all this. There was a time when I was a minimal risk taker. I used to abide by the rulebook back then. At least if nothing else, my degree in finance changed this. I like experimenting and I totally believe in the "out of box" concept.
A change of circumstances creates new rules, but I have to confess that I was never someone to bow down low to the conventions. To some degree this prim and proper has always gone ahead and tried delving into new experiments.
Some are successful and others fail hopelessly. But just the brutal honesty of the experiments is something which keeps the flame live and thriving. And of course there is that element of hope. You are nothing without that element of hope. That even if its all gloomy today, its gonna get better. Are you?  

some nothings.....

You get amazed when you actually observe human psyche.

My maid does not know hindi and I do not know Telgu.
Yet we are able to communicate very easily.
Ultimately she understands what I say and I get what she is saying...
Forms of communication!! People generally have a misconception on what is communciation. They tend to think that if you are able to speak a language well you are good in communication as far as that language is concerned. But its not all about just speaking. You hav to talk. And you have to listen.
Is there anything in this world which does not communicate at least on some basic level? Leave alone Homo Sapiens... Music, Literature, Buildings, Monuments, Scenic places, technology, animals.. not even a single example which does not speak.

Its been said correctly "Everything is a volume. You just need to know how to read it.."

Some would say why am I talking about communication. Its just that interacting with my maid today got me thinking on some different lines. I was thinking of myriad things. Music talking to people.. people talking to people. And that is a totally different language!!!

Life Changes..!!

Someone I know asked me a question the other day.. "Do you like changes?" Seriously, I had never thought of that before. I never really had paid attention. At that moment, I responded that I think I do. But the more I thought of it, the more I was convinced that I dont really like a lot of changes. I set things in life in a certain way and I get attached to them. And then it becomes very difficult to let go of then.. Junk Collector!! hmm.. I do often remember that expression. Ofcourse being the adaptable person I am, I do adjust very easily to the new things but cant really help about attachement to old stuff. No wonder its said Habits Die Hard..!!

And when you get used to something, it just becomes a part and parcel of life. If its not there, you many adjust and accept new things but somewhere depp within still lies a soft corner for it..

PS: Have come to a new place and everything is new here. I dont know what new has happened but touchwood every step which I am taking is falling into the correct direction. Not sure whose effect is this but for some reason I got lucky and everything is falling into its correct place..

The truth is the truth

Came across a statement, the truth is the truth...!!

They say, the truth can set you free. Yet often the truth makes life more difficult. I feel it is very easy to choose the easy path but choosing the correct path takes its own sweet time and effort. In everyday life, we go on the faith that  people are being truthful, yet we know that there are occasions where a white lie sounds better than the hard core truth. its an individual thing. but I still feel that there are some relations where a white lie is not an advisable course of action. In those relationships which are a part of your 1 mm diameter, I think there should exists a complete total crystal transparency. Not sure about the practicality of this but I sure would want to maintain that relationship with a crystal clarity. 

These are the times when I feel that I am way too impractical. For some reason I have never been able to figure out the percentage of practicality which exists in me. There is a trade off between being practical and being emotional. And it becomes difficult to decide sides... 

twists-- simplified or exaggerated

wht are our reasons to stay alive... 
random moments or twelve to ten
unprovable theories, facts, figures, 
mutinies, shallow world, 
unresponsiveness, ironic humour
spontaneous thoughts and actions....
crazy incoherent thots at times...
agile alert state of mind!!!
what purpose do these serve..?


a person who acts dumb.. 
is he or she realli a moron? 
may be they like some disorders in a fairly arranged life..?


come to think of it... 
we often see people who at first sight seem to ve the very  careless kind..
do they really do not care for things? 
or is it just a case of an attention being placed elsewhere..? 


similar is the case with tastes...
i might love Irish Cofee
at the same time i will come across some 
who would find the taste too bitter for their taste buds!!
tastes!!!!!!!






PS:  i was going to write something here. i really forgot what was coming to my mind


cos i got distracted by a song being played here at the coffee shop...
a soft melody competent enuf to distract my very alert and very agile mind!! at least i thot it was!! 
and this has to be real crazy!! i am out.. at a coffee shop 
and here i am hooked to this virtual world trying to write this piece at eleven am in the morning... 
most people have better things to do than this!!!
Now that I think of it, I will miss this place. I wasn't prepared for leaving this place this early but life happened. And here I am.. creating some of the last memories at this place...

random something...................................

Some dreams are so beautiful 
that even if they break, 
you want to go back and 
find the broken pieces to complete them..

Life Style

There are people who stay outside the 1 feet radius of your personal space and as you move ahead in life you come across people who cross that diameter and come closer. I usually am a person who does not realli believe in having formalities with people who are within this diameter. Agreed, very few people cross this boundary but those few who do, stay here for life.




something got me thinking yesterday. was having a very candid discussion with a relative yesterday who has been staying at US since at least 15-16 years. On something she said thnx. And I was like you either say that I am your daughter or you don't. And if you do, these things do not come into picture. And she went about mentioning that that becomes a habit when you stay for this long here. She said she says thanks to Roomi di as well. And I can not say that she is not right. In my professional life, I get to interact with an assortment of people from all places across US, Europe and Asia Pacific. Which gives me a lot of insight to study their psyche. There are myriad differences if you start looking closely. The clearest sign that I am from India is my attachment to the spoken words. Face-to-face and voice are more preferred means of communication for us. I don't prefer to present the ideas in mail or as a document. "Word of mouth" becomes more important than "word of link".


It takes but a moment to learn that Indians are more service centered. No wonder the service sector is more prominent than any other sector here. you go to a store and there are people following you around. There is virtually nothing which you couldn't hire someone to do, at a low cost. Same can not be said for US. labor is costly there. time is limited and people want to feel independent. And that has its own appeal. Packing up your rucksack and leaving for a two week trip is not something you make a point of doing in India. But these little get aways soothe your mind, body and soul. Approaching a snug harbour, watching a small plantation amidst plenty of water or progressing through a book on a lazy day at a beach is something which has its own charm. You go to any beach in India and you will see people relaxing in their own way. But the usual picture is not of that lazy, easy-go-lucky attitude.


Guess if we take up pointers from both the lifestyles, a better picture comes out.

Be careful what you wish for-- II

why do you grin away to glory
when you are so happy
why do you smile at each happy thought
that crosses your mind every now and then
why do you make decisions
to stick to the most practical thoughts
why do you find it difficult
to stick to what is right and only right
and why is it that you care for
that brutal honesty which exists
why is it that you treasure
those little somethings in life

beyond the first glance....

At times when I'm alone
I think of secrets
beyond the first glance,
Cos I am on my own.
The thoughts that come
are warm and from core
They flow with life
and take no form
And then take a place where
there is a little difference
between reality and virtual triviality
weird instances in life
leave you amazed
and make you think
what it is about it
that makes it unique

PS: This was incomplete and hence in my drafts since abt a week..
never used to happen before.. i guess kisi ki aadat par gayi...
aur draft editing bhi shuru ho gayi....

purists vs the not so purists......

Hare Krishna Hare Rama is coming up on TV right now.

As I flicked on to this channel saw the song Dum Maro Dum coming up.
Instant reaction was to compare the remix with the original.
Purists, when hear the remix, are bound to get shocked by the outcome. Which is in a way justified.
Was talking to some acquaintance yesterday and the train of thought went as "My Roommate is interested in classical. He is one of those prude people who will get upset if changes are made like this........ "

Yea, totally understand what remixing of such an iconic song can do to the purist thought process.
While the original has a tipsy hippy look about it, the remix is not much different from the cosmopolitan culture which is being exhibited in some specific metros/ social strata in India these days.

Jeenat Aman displays a charm in the grab attire which is very different from what Deepika depicts in her very ultra mod cosmo look..
A slow tempo vs a fast beat makes the two versions very different from core...

Still... its very difficult to remember something like Sheila or Deepika for a long time whereas the originals still stand on their own and are copied even today...

I was literally shocked to see the English version of Chak De.. Even that was copied.. Whenever I see the Mini cruise scene of Dhoom 2 where Abhi and Uday have a face off with petty criminals, I get reminded of the original Italian Job scene.. Kismat Konnections is again a copy. There are myriad examples... And the instant reaction is, can't these people create some original stuff of their own.. instead of taking these so called inspirations...!!

Hollywood is of a different genre. And so is Bollywood.. Action cannot be displayed in Bolly Movies as well as the Holly movies..  and melodrama in any form cant be as good in Holly movies as the Bolly ones. So why not concentrate on what you are good at instead of copying stuff from here and there?? That is a million dollar ever unanswered question...!!!

Food for thought......

If you are like me, you will have heard the word "World Cup" being thrown about past few weeks.


If you’re like that guy on TV who gets worked up and shouts a lot, you probably know everything there is to know on this subject, and have extremely strong views on it. The way cricket is worshiped in India, chances are, most of you are somewhere in-between; you know most of what is happening and you follow cricket religiously if India is playing. 


We dropped the ball (a sports analogy seemed fitting). I am amazed we have been winning the games so far..  Consider the match against England.. The result of the match was perfect justice. Neither team was eligible for a win. The way the  bowlers were dropping catches was outrageous. For that matter, even Bangladesh team was in a position that it could make our team sweat for success. And one would not like to talk about the last over of India South Africa match where Nehra gave a 4-6-2-4 and paved way for success of SA. last over, crucial 13 runs required in 6 balls and nehra placed everything on a platter. And if one reprimands me to talk so critically and says things like this happen, well, i would say that it was a part of nehra's Job to ensure this does not happen.


Its kind of same all over. Take common wealth. What happened..?? 
We made a bid to host the games way back in 2003, and have been diligently doing as little as possible to deliver the goods. The story is one familiar to all of us: bureaucratic hassles, disinterested government officials, sub-par results, and lots of blame being thrown around. I say this story is familiar because it crops up all the time, not just during the preparations for an international sporting event being held in India for the first time. From healthcare and education to basic infrastructure and governance, the fact which we must all accept is that our government doesn’t give much of a damn about us.


If you cast your mind back over the years, you’ll notice something interesting: the major leaps of progress we’ve made have been in spite of the government, not because of them. For example, if you want to set up a company that links the entire nation using cellular phones, do you think things would go smoothly? Or would you have to bribe officials at every level of the government in each and every state? Why do you think massive roads like the one linking Bombay and Pune, or even the famous Sealink took forever to build? Because they were built by private companies, who had to deal with miles and miles of red tape and interference.


To cut a long story short, we’re on our own. You’re interested in higher studies? Travel abroad, go to college in the US, the UK, or Australia (My views on the Indian education system are bleak to say the least… but more on that another time). You play sports? It better be cricket, my friend, because if it isn’t… well, there’s really no kind of infrastructure to nurture talent in this country. Just take a look at the fine way we treat our national hockey team, football team, or even our Olympic winners. No, we are most certainly on our own. If we want anything, we’re going to have to make it for ourselves, and fight insurmountable odds to do so. How many of us know Prakash Padukone for instance? Or do we have an answer to the fact that people know the boxer Vijendra Singh only because he appeared on a reality TV show? 


I’ve spoken a lot about our responsibility as citizens of this country, but I’ve never really touched on the responsibility of those who govern us. And as I think about it, I realise why that is — I gave up on them ages ago. I don’t think it’s a cynical point of view. I think it’s a realistic one. I honestly expect nothing different. I expect apathy, corruption, ineptitude and an almost willful attempt to hold our nation back. And they have never disappointed me yet.

away......

This morning I awoke before the sun....
Sitting alone in the still morning air,
I watched the first dances of light 
appear in the dawn sky 
through the eyes of a five year old kid
I held close to my heart......
 His wonder 
and excitement of nature’s simple treasures 
brought me back to the time 
before innocence was lost. 
I have been away so long.........

Cricket Mania

Cricket always reminds me of three things
a. India Pakistan matches
b. Daniel Vettori
c. Harsha Bogle

India Pakistan matches have always held a special place in hearts of Indians. The kind of excitement and fervor it  brings is noticeable.... still remember the India Pakistan World cup. i think it was 2003. whoa... was @ RIT hostel. and what zeal and enthu..!! the people present there were so excited. if half of them would have put half of the energy which was vibrating to studies, world would have been different for them today....
u ask a cricket fan to name a commentator, there is a 9:1 probability that the answer would be Harsha Bogle. the way he provides commentaries is worth listening to.

Daniel Vettori has always been a favorite. other than India, there are a few teams whom i follow closely... NZ is one of them. these people have played good sports... Don Bradman, i think, is one of the most talked about cricketer. Somehow am not that great a Don Bradman fan though. Have preferred watching the game of Vettori, McGrath, Gale and Gilchrist... Be it 300 wickets and 3000 runs of Vettori or Mcgrath's Highest number of test wickets by a fast bowler... their game has been outstanding and matches have been milestones.
watching the India England World cup today brought back many memories... Oh and what a match this was.... 338 runs in first innings by India and still a tie. A point came when each over was as exciting as the previous one. was a close match. and enjoyed it throughly... I keep saying myself i should give more time to persona self than i do these days... these days work occupies most of my time.. which I think is something i understand pretty well. Do not have many other things where I can give my attention these days.. Its just me, work, music, and a couple of frens... Used to watch so much of cricket when I was not this occupied...


So far so good... Lets see what future has in store for me......

Dedicated thoughts...........

By miles you are far from me
By thoughts you are close to me
Imaginations were running wild....
And seems dreams are coming true...

The day ends now and I wonder where I am
Did not imagine the things will go the way they did
Unanticipated things happen
and leave me amazed at the miracles

Here I am now at this time
Soaking and living every moment
with a conscious gratitude
giving way to new ideas of "seasons"
making way for new thoughts
which of nowhere are coming to my mind....!!!!

something something...!!!!!!!

I paused for a while when while surfing I read about blogfest.

I hesitated.

I have always loved writing but things like becoming a part of blogfest has never crossed my mind.
Never used to think of publishing a blog..
Perhaps that is why I am still way below the line from being known as a blogger.
And I thought it's always very very common to be fairly unpopular as a blogger since my topic of writing is not so much of those HOT STUFF like travel, food, cultural or parenting.

Just the other day I was talking to a friend about commercial blogging and I mentioned never thought of blogging with a business perspective.
Used to think why to publish..? Write for satisfaction of the creative part of my soul.


But then myriad thoughts started crossing my mind. What is the use of beauty without admirers? Why to write if you have no readers.
The personal journal I maintain can always be my source of outlet.

True, blogging today has a life of its own. And possibly this was the reason why I named my blog "My Virtual Space"...!!!!!!


Was a little late for Blogfest. Not sure even if I would have known about it, would have been able to go.

But yes, would have liked to be a part of it..!!!

I should make my work public, at least to a bigger group of potential readers.
After all it is the passion in writing that has helped me through the times where I felt lost and realized lessons.