No, i cannot take it anymore.
Tell the seas to make less noise..
The pitch of noise is killing me
Ask the world to maintain the poise.
Everything is silent now
My voice is echoing all around...
The water is warm, the tides are low
Still rest is nowhere to be found.
I go to my friends,
I cry my heart out for peace to yearn...
No one listens, no one cares
I am again left restless with not a single concern.
Alone i am in the whole wide world
Running away from from one end to another...
I have to stop, i have to understand
That peace lies inside me, i have to discover..
Now i am relaxed,as i know the cause
Running away from myself was my fault...
I decide to get up, i decide to be calm
God is inside me,Thus, i have no harm!
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Guilt
I can vouch that this is the most irritating emotion in the world - The feeling of GUILT.
It happens to me so often that after doing something, which i believe is right, this emotion pops up out of nowhere . A recent example is - My sister was about to visit my place at 6'o clock, and i was about to leave office at 5:45 PM, when suddenly my manager came to my seat and in his usual tone said "Mansi lets discuss about the XYZ issue". Now, what could i do..my sister was waiting outside my house and she did not even have the keys to open the main door...
Unlike a politically correct answer, i replied to my manager that "My sister is waiting for me, i cannot meet right now".
Well, he understood and left...but with his leaving came a stupid feeling of guilt in me.
I should have said that in a polite manner, i should have asked my sister to wait a bit longer, i should have this and i should have that. Thousands of sentences were comming to my mind, all wrapped in the feeling of guilt!
Logically thinking, what i said was right , but i could have handled the situation in a better manner.
Well, this may sound like a trivial example, but then a question arrises - Is being logically correct right or being politically correct right?
The advantage with the later is that in this option, we remain blessed as GUILT remains out of the scene...
It happens to me so often that after doing something, which i believe is right, this emotion pops up out of nowhere . A recent example is - My sister was about to visit my place at 6'o clock, and i was about to leave office at 5:45 PM, when suddenly my manager came to my seat and in his usual tone said "Mansi lets discuss about the XYZ issue". Now, what could i do..my sister was waiting outside my house and she did not even have the keys to open the main door...
Unlike a politically correct answer, i replied to my manager that "My sister is waiting for me, i cannot meet right now".
Well, he understood and left...but with his leaving came a stupid feeling of guilt in me.
I should have said that in a polite manner, i should have asked my sister to wait a bit longer, i should have this and i should have that. Thousands of sentences were comming to my mind, all wrapped in the feeling of guilt!
Logically thinking, what i said was right , but i could have handled the situation in a better manner.
Well, this may sound like a trivial example, but then a question arrises - Is being logically correct right or being politically correct right?
The advantage with the later is that in this option, we remain blessed as GUILT remains out of the scene...
Friday, August 7, 2009
School top ten
Everyone used to say that school days are the best days in one's life but i used to laungh at it when i was in school. I was just sitting at home right now when some of those days flashed in my mind. Wanted to share some wired things which i remember of my school days....
1. Test assessments to be signed by parents otherwise we will not be allowed to write the next test.
2. "Home work not complete" to write 100 times in school diary.
3. Bunking P.T. class in the lower common room.
4. Eating tiffin in the history class while sitting in the last bench.
5. Copying Maths assignment in the first period and getting a good in that assignment.
6. Standing at the back of the class if forgot to bring the Map in the geography period.
7. Searching madly for calculators in the other sections when maths test in the next period
8. Back calculating the readings in Lab copy.
9. verifying the answers in half a minute while submitting the test copy.
10.A bunch of students humming at the back of the class without opening the mouth and the teacher going mad by the sound.
All of us have our share of naughty things from school days..... but remembering thoose momets gives so much happiness later..... Missing my school days!
1. Test assessments to be signed by parents otherwise we will not be allowed to write the next test.
2. "Home work not complete" to write 100 times in school diary.
3. Bunking P.T. class in the lower common room.
4. Eating tiffin in the history class while sitting in the last bench.
5. Copying Maths assignment in the first period and getting a good in that assignment.
6. Standing at the back of the class if forgot to bring the Map in the geography period.
7. Searching madly for calculators in the other sections when maths test in the next period
8. Back calculating the readings in Lab copy.
9. verifying the answers in half a minute while submitting the test copy.
10.A bunch of students humming at the back of the class without opening the mouth and the teacher going mad by the sound.
All of us have our share of naughty things from school days..... but remembering thoose momets gives so much happiness later..... Missing my school days!
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Girlish Act
Many girls will agree with me on this that we undergo some internal hormonal changes whenever we go out to shop! I generally go out to buy a menial thing like a toothpaste or bornvita and end up buying something which has huge integral multiple cost as compared to a toothpaste ;)
Same was the story some days back. I was in my hometown for the weekend and had to go out to help my sister buy some daily things as her hostel was about to reopen after the summer vacations. Had planned to go to Spencer for the shopping...Everything was fine and the things put in the shopping basket were all good when suddenly we passed through the electronics section. That acted as a catalyst for us. We looked at each other with a smirky face.In the shelf was a hair straightener,which we both wanted to buy since a long time.
At first we tried hard to resist it, but how could we not buy the straightener which has 6 attachments and 3 types of rollers free!! As many know, girls have some unexplained affinity for the word "free"!
We then started our brainstorming on whether we should buy it or not. We came out with wierd justifications for buying it,one of which i remember was "Noida's air is very polluted, we need a straightener to protect our hair from it". Now, how illogical was that. How can using a straightener help your hair against pollution.
Finally we bought it,whoppieeee and came to the house with our proud possession. But i had to come to the Noida that very day and my luggage did not allow me to keep it with me. So it is in my hometown only. I am waiting desperatly to go to my hometown and bring it with me back. I know i wont we using it much as
1. I would be too lazy to use it often considering the length of my hair.
2. Contrary to what we discussed above, using a straightener harms the hair as much as the pollution in Noida.
Some times i feel, i overspent to buy a thing i will not be using often, but sometimes we should pamper ourselves with the things we desire for long.
It will be sounding very girlish, but i m loving it :)
Same was the story some days back. I was in my hometown for the weekend and had to go out to help my sister buy some daily things as her hostel was about to reopen after the summer vacations. Had planned to go to Spencer for the shopping...Everything was fine and the things put in the shopping basket were all good when suddenly we passed through the electronics section. That acted as a catalyst for us. We looked at each other with a smirky face.In the shelf was a hair straightener,which we both wanted to buy since a long time.
At first we tried hard to resist it, but how could we not buy the straightener which has 6 attachments and 3 types of rollers free!! As many know, girls have some unexplained affinity for the word "free"!
We then started our brainstorming on whether we should buy it or not. We came out with wierd justifications for buying it,one of which i remember was "Noida's air is very polluted, we need a straightener to protect our hair from it". Now, how illogical was that. How can using a straightener help your hair against pollution.
Finally we bought it,whoppieeee and came to the house with our proud possession. But i had to come to the Noida that very day and my luggage did not allow me to keep it with me. So it is in my hometown only. I am waiting desperatly to go to my hometown and bring it with me back. I know i wont we using it much as
1. I would be too lazy to use it often considering the length of my hair.
2. Contrary to what we discussed above, using a straightener harms the hair as much as the pollution in Noida.
Some times i feel, i overspent to buy a thing i will not be using often, but sometimes we should pamper ourselves with the things we desire for long.
It will be sounding very girlish, but i m loving it :)
Saturday, July 18, 2009
A quest for happiness
What is happiness? Is it a state of mind, a broad smile in the face, a feeling of satisfaction or merely a mirage after which everyone is running.
Out of the above, my definition of happiness is a feeling of satisfaction. But now the question is satisfaction to what degree.No one is satisfied with his/her life. Everyone wants something extra to attain satisfaction.So, when should we stop.
There are so many questions, but no concrete answer.
Regarding me, i was never a happy go lucky type of person in my entire life. I am candidly accepting the fact that i was a type of person who used to ( and still) get affected by very small things - like someone did not return my copy on time, my friend called me 5 mins late, i left the last line in Chapter 2 of the English book so i will fail!. These type of things used to bother me. And now things are no different, an exaggerated form of these things are bothering me now. But is this right?
Is it right to give some thing or some person so much power that it could ruin our happiness?
Should i stop worrying about anything?
Should i just be happy no matter how strained my relations are with my loved ones.
I dn't know.
I really dn't know
But i know that i want to be desparately happy. I want to enjoy this life. I want to respect myself and pamper myself.
So let me start now my quest for happiness and let me see if this brings me close to satisfation...as i am not able to do the vice versa...
Out of the above, my definition of happiness is a feeling of satisfaction. But now the question is satisfaction to what degree.No one is satisfied with his/her life. Everyone wants something extra to attain satisfaction.So, when should we stop.
There are so many questions, but no concrete answer.
Regarding me, i was never a happy go lucky type of person in my entire life. I am candidly accepting the fact that i was a type of person who used to ( and still) get affected by very small things - like someone did not return my copy on time, my friend called me 5 mins late, i left the last line in Chapter 2 of the English book so i will fail!. These type of things used to bother me. And now things are no different, an exaggerated form of these things are bothering me now. But is this right?
Is it right to give some thing or some person so much power that it could ruin our happiness?
Should i stop worrying about anything?
Should i just be happy no matter how strained my relations are with my loved ones.
I dn't know.
I really dn't know
But i know that i want to be desparately happy. I want to enjoy this life. I want to respect myself and pamper myself.
So let me start now my quest for happiness and let me see if this brings me close to satisfation...as i am not able to do the vice versa...
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
The Lady has Guts!
It is often said that "marriages are made in heaven",but the fact is that to find a true match should not be left for the God's to decide but one should chose it with an open mind as a small flaw here could ruin the entire life.
It seems that Rakhi has understood this funda very clearly, that is why she has taken this "extreme" step of having a swayambar done to chose the ideal person for her.
Many call her "Drama Queen" , who can do anything for publicity, others call her an item girl, but only some can resist her presence.Good or bad, she has the publicity which makes her a cynosure for the public and media.
Of all the episodes aired, i admit that i have seen each and every episode. And i have no qualms about admiting that some of her sentences have really impressed me, be it her stessing the sentence that the meaning of the word "gharelu aurat" is not the woman who does household chores but all the ladies who work outside to give their family a better life and them come home to look after their children and family are also "gharelu", or when she rightfully tells a muslim person that the men are admitted to have a second wife only when their first wife is not able to give birth to their children.
Our society has always been baised towards males, it is a hard reality but we have to accept this fact. In this male dominated society, when a woman has the courage to have her own swayambar done is not an easy task.
Some say that this show is scripted, some say that this is only for publicity, but the fact is that many people watch this show for various reasons , some for mocking, some for following her make up and dresses, and others for seeing how far a person can go for publicity.If Rakhi, knowingly or unknowingly , brings further the causes of woman, or if she makes the people aware that a lady has such a power to bring men to her terms before marriage, then some woman may get the courage to stand up for their causes without bearing the brunt of a bad relation.
By no means, i am pro rakhi, but a part of me admires a lady who has the guts to arrange for her own swayambar in this male dominated society.
PS:Most of the people will not agree with me but honestly think for a second that how many of us have the courage to do so on a national television. The Lady has Guts!
It seems that Rakhi has understood this funda very clearly, that is why she has taken this "extreme" step of having a swayambar done to chose the ideal person for her.
Many call her "Drama Queen" , who can do anything for publicity, others call her an item girl, but only some can resist her presence.Good or bad, she has the publicity which makes her a cynosure for the public and media.
Of all the episodes aired, i admit that i have seen each and every episode. And i have no qualms about admiting that some of her sentences have really impressed me, be it her stessing the sentence that the meaning of the word "gharelu aurat" is not the woman who does household chores but all the ladies who work outside to give their family a better life and them come home to look after their children and family are also "gharelu", or when she rightfully tells a muslim person that the men are admitted to have a second wife only when their first wife is not able to give birth to their children.
Our society has always been baised towards males, it is a hard reality but we have to accept this fact. In this male dominated society, when a woman has the courage to have her own swayambar done is not an easy task.
Some say that this show is scripted, some say that this is only for publicity, but the fact is that many people watch this show for various reasons , some for mocking, some for following her make up and dresses, and others for seeing how far a person can go for publicity.If Rakhi, knowingly or unknowingly , brings further the causes of woman, or if she makes the people aware that a lady has such a power to bring men to her terms before marriage, then some woman may get the courage to stand up for their causes without bearing the brunt of a bad relation.
By no means, i am pro rakhi, but a part of me admires a lady who has the guts to arrange for her own swayambar in this male dominated society.
PS:Most of the people will not agree with me but honestly think for a second that how many of us have the courage to do so on a national television. The Lady has Guts!
Friday, June 26, 2009
Letter to God
Nothing is going right since the past few months..nothing
Today, i want to have a new start of my life. I want to be happy, i want to smile, i want to work hard and above all , i want peace of mind.
God please help me to achieve these goals.
help me to become a better person.
Help me to know the difference between right and wrong
Help me to know who cares for me and who doesn't
Help me to serve you, my family and all those around me who love me.
I want to become as i was two years ago.
Help me to regain my self confidence.
Help me to fight back
Help me God
I am leaving my life to you, as you are the best judge
God, please help me
Thanks God,
Mansi
Today, i want to have a new start of my life. I want to be happy, i want to smile, i want to work hard and above all , i want peace of mind.
God please help me to achieve these goals.
help me to become a better person.
Help me to know the difference between right and wrong
Help me to know who cares for me and who doesn't
Help me to serve you, my family and all those around me who love me.
I want to become as i was two years ago.
Help me to regain my self confidence.
Help me to fight back
Help me God
I am leaving my life to you, as you are the best judge
God, please help me
Thanks God,
Mansi
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
kuch chahatein...
panchi mein hoon neel gagan ki,
udne do poore asamaan mein mujhe,
abhi chuni hai har boond badal ki,
kshitij tak pohuchne ka hai armaan mujhe.
mat bandho kisi dor se mujhko,
mat cheeno meri muskaan tum,
mat rakkho bandhishein mujhpar,
bharosa rakkho meri udaan par tum.
jeet kar aaungi,
udd kar gaungi,
phela phela kar apne pankh,
duniya par chaungi.
sang aa jaao mere,
abhi bohut door tak jana hai,
tez hawaoan ka samna karke,
lehrati fiza ko pana hai.
ek din thak jaungi,
udte udte gir jaungi,
tab tak mujhe meri manzil paane do
mujhe khud se kiya hua wada nibhana hai....
udne do poore asamaan mein mujhe,
abhi chuni hai har boond badal ki,
kshitij tak pohuchne ka hai armaan mujhe.
mat bandho kisi dor se mujhko,
mat cheeno meri muskaan tum,
mat rakkho bandhishein mujhpar,
bharosa rakkho meri udaan par tum.
jeet kar aaungi,
udd kar gaungi,
phela phela kar apne pankh,
duniya par chaungi.
sang aa jaao mere,
abhi bohut door tak jana hai,
tez hawaoan ka samna karke,
lehrati fiza ko pana hai.
ek din thak jaungi,
udte udte gir jaungi,
tab tak mujhe meri manzil paane do
mujhe khud se kiya hua wada nibhana hai....
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Haphazard lines...
Suraj jalta hai to dharti pe paani baras jaata hai,
sookhe jivan ko boondo ka sahara mil jaata hai.
Dil se nikalti hai jab aaah koi,
to dard aansu banke aksho se nikal aata hai.
ye aansu bhi kahi bikhar jaaye,
mere aanchal pe barish banke baras jaaye,
baahar ki duniya ke liye to inka koi mol nahi,
mere dil ki zameen ko bachpan sa nirmal kar jaaye....
sookhe jivan ko boondo ka sahara mil jaata hai.
Dil se nikalti hai jab aaah koi,
to dard aansu banke aksho se nikal aata hai.
ye aansu bhi kahi bikhar jaaye,
mere aanchal pe barish banke baras jaaye,
baahar ki duniya ke liye to inka koi mol nahi,
mere dil ki zameen ko bachpan sa nirmal kar jaaye....
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Eternity
Woke up late today,why didn't my alarm bell ring on time? ohh, i had to take my medicines on time,mother would be so upset that i forgot to take them. She is working very hard to get me these expensive medicines.Something is looking changed today, don't know what, but there is some difference. Where is mom, where is everyone. Why didn't anybody wake me up on time??
Last night i slept a bit late. i had gone for my routine check up yesterday evening and the doctor said that i was recovering fast. he said i had shown an unexpected improvement within the past couple of days.Mom was very happy, she baked for me my favourite chocolate cake yesterday.Since the time my father has died in a road accident, mom has no aim in life but to fulfil all my desires. Unfortunately i was in the same car as my father, technically speaking i was alive as my heart and brain are functioning but i cannot do anything on my own. My condition was deteorating and doctors told that i had only some days to live, but since the past month i was showing improvement. Maybe that improvement was coming from within. I did not want to leave my mom alone in this big bad world. I am the only asset she has and i can see it in her eyes. I know she is broken from inside but pretends to be stong in front of this world. Somewhere within her, she knows that i would not survive for long.I love her so much,had it not been for her, i would have died much before. Her love keeps me going but my health is not supporting me. I know that after some time, i would not be here. Who would take care of my innocent mother,Who would she call her own, I know she wont be able to live without me. This thought is scaring me more!!
These were the routine thoughts which came to my mind every single day, but where is she right now.Wait a second, i can hear someone crying.Ohh, that is the sound of my mother. Where is she, why is she crying.I am feeling so helpless.I got up,to my biggest surprize, i got up without any pain!!! Am i recovering? The doctor yesterday said that i was showing drastic improvement.He was right,i can get up without any pain. This is awesome. I shall tell it to her as early as possible. She would be so happy!
I went to the drwaing room. "Why are so many people here!!" - was my first thought. Why is the atmosphere so gloomy. Why is my mother crying like hell, someone please go tell her that i m recovering so fast. I saw my doctor also there. I wanted to talk to him. I wanted to inform everyone that i am fine, i can walk on my own. I am called my mom , i am shouting but why is nobody listening to me?? Why has everyone gone deaf??
Enough, i shall grab my mom hard and tell her to stop crying as i m fine now.
Briskly, i went to her, but my steps got slower and slower..... I saw someone lying on the floor. I saw a very familiar face there... IT WAS ME...it was me who was lying there unconscience. Everything seemed blurred.My mother was crying bitterly, she was holding my hand in hers. She was shattered, she was boken.
How desparatly i wanted to tell her that i am there, in the same room... close to her....but she could not see me....
First time was i feeling so helpless, so frustrated, so shattered. I could do nothing for her..nothing.... i even died while sleeping without informing her that how much i loved her, how thankful i am to her.
God please help my mother, give her the courage to face the truth, give her the patience to accept the fact that her family is not with her now...
I will be merged with eternity...I will merge with GOD, but please God, give my mother the courage to live...the courage to breathe..the courage to face life....
Last night i slept a bit late. i had gone for my routine check up yesterday evening and the doctor said that i was recovering fast. he said i had shown an unexpected improvement within the past couple of days.Mom was very happy, she baked for me my favourite chocolate cake yesterday.Since the time my father has died in a road accident, mom has no aim in life but to fulfil all my desires. Unfortunately i was in the same car as my father, technically speaking i was alive as my heart and brain are functioning but i cannot do anything on my own. My condition was deteorating and doctors told that i had only some days to live, but since the past month i was showing improvement. Maybe that improvement was coming from within. I did not want to leave my mom alone in this big bad world. I am the only asset she has and i can see it in her eyes. I know she is broken from inside but pretends to be stong in front of this world. Somewhere within her, she knows that i would not survive for long.I love her so much,had it not been for her, i would have died much before. Her love keeps me going but my health is not supporting me. I know that after some time, i would not be here. Who would take care of my innocent mother,Who would she call her own, I know she wont be able to live without me. This thought is scaring me more!!
These were the routine thoughts which came to my mind every single day, but where is she right now.Wait a second, i can hear someone crying.Ohh, that is the sound of my mother. Where is she, why is she crying.I am feeling so helpless.I got up,to my biggest surprize, i got up without any pain!!! Am i recovering? The doctor yesterday said that i was showing drastic improvement.He was right,i can get up without any pain. This is awesome. I shall tell it to her as early as possible. She would be so happy!
I went to the drwaing room. "Why are so many people here!!" - was my first thought. Why is the atmosphere so gloomy. Why is my mother crying like hell, someone please go tell her that i m recovering so fast. I saw my doctor also there. I wanted to talk to him. I wanted to inform everyone that i am fine, i can walk on my own. I am called my mom , i am shouting but why is nobody listening to me?? Why has everyone gone deaf??
Enough, i shall grab my mom hard and tell her to stop crying as i m fine now.
Briskly, i went to her, but my steps got slower and slower..... I saw someone lying on the floor. I saw a very familiar face there... IT WAS ME...it was me who was lying there unconscience. Everything seemed blurred.My mother was crying bitterly, she was holding my hand in hers. She was shattered, she was boken.
How desparatly i wanted to tell her that i am there, in the same room... close to her....but she could not see me....
First time was i feeling so helpless, so frustrated, so shattered. I could do nothing for her..nothing.... i even died while sleeping without informing her that how much i loved her, how thankful i am to her.
God please help my mother, give her the courage to face the truth, give her the patience to accept the fact that her family is not with her now...
I will be merged with eternity...I will merge with GOD, but please God, give my mother the courage to live...the courage to breathe..the courage to face life....
Friday, June 5, 2009
Fairy tales...
These fairy tales always take you to a different world. My childhood went by hearing stories of Cinderella, Rupalzel,Little Mermaid ( i still remember those story books with those colouful and attractive pictures).
These characters bought in a sense of purity, a feeling that goodness,innocence and simplicity always lead to a fairy taled ending. It was an imaginative world with larger than life picture of everything.
But the reality is very different from it. We have to strive every second, we have to fight with the world to prove out point.
Why do we have to justify everything. We are judged by so many people all the time, our actions are interpreted and conclusions drawn thereafter...
How i wish that my life has a Cinderella ending!
These characters bought in a sense of purity, a feeling that goodness,innocence and simplicity always lead to a fairy taled ending. It was an imaginative world with larger than life picture of everything.
But the reality is very different from it. We have to strive every second, we have to fight with the world to prove out point.
Why do we have to justify everything. We are judged by so many people all the time, our actions are interpreted and conclusions drawn thereafter...
How i wish that my life has a Cinderella ending!
Monday, May 25, 2009
Wishes!
I want to be a bird, who can fly so high,
Or may be a flower, who can relive a sigh,
How about a politician,so rich they are!
Or a cricketer, with everyday a new car,
Would love be a film star, so famous are they,
Even a child, so happy and gay.
So many things I want to be,
Without realising that no one can be me!
I am unique, with my good and my bad,
God made me "ME", I should be thankful and glad...
I am here for a purpose to find and fulfil,
To bring some smiles, I am here until...
Friday, May 1, 2009
Copy Pasted, but Worth it!
Had read this poem in school, sometimes heard my mother mumbelling it, but never realised the depth of these lines.
Go through them, i m sure...u will also realise the importance of the beautiful, precious and incomparable gone days...
"Bar bar aati hai mujko, madhur yaad bachpan teri, gaya le-gaya tu jeevan ki sabse madhur khushi meri...
mujhei yaad aati hain bachpan ki yaadein
Bar bar aati hai mujko, madhur yaad bachpan teri, gaya le-gaya tu jeevan ki sabse madhur khushi meri...
woh khilana woh hansna woh gaana
woh chatt pey phir chadhkey patangein udana
woh lamba danda jo haathon mein merey
urhti hui haseen patangein churana
manjhey sey lipti patangein urhana
mujhewy yaad aati hain bachpan ki yaadein
woh saathi sey ladhna ya ho jhagadna
ek paol mein hi phir ussey lipatna
na dil mein khalish thi,na koi aham tha
sang phir uskey roti ka khana
kahan ab woh din hain kahan hain woh raatein
mujhey yaad aati hai bachpan ki baatein
aamon key perhon pey jhat pat charhna
pairon ka merey woh mitti mein garhna
rona hi khud par phir khud pey hi hansna
aambva key perhon ki chaoon mein sona
na woh chaoon hain ab na hain na hain baharein
mujhey yaad aati hai bachpan ki baatein
chooti baaton pe rota tha ji bhar
nanhi si khushi sey hansta tha din bhar
nanhi si khushi sey sub ghum bhol jaana
woh lori ka ga kar behen ko sulana
na khushiyan hain ab woh na hain woh ratein
mujhey yaad aati hai bachpan ki baatein
aur ab........
na patango naata hai na maanjhey sey rishta
na ambiya sey yaari na pedhon sey rishta
na mitti hai woh ab na lori ki chahat
na saathi sey mohobat na koi aahat
na maa ka hai aachaal na kisi ki mohobbat
na sir ki charhi hai naa unki dantein
na phoolon mein mehek hai na neendon ki raatein
khushiyan nahin hain bus ghum hi ghum hain
kaisi bataoon main jawani ki baatein."
Go through them, i m sure...u will also realise the importance of the beautiful, precious and incomparable gone days...
"Bar bar aati hai mujko, madhur yaad bachpan teri, gaya le-gaya tu jeevan ki sabse madhur khushi meri...
mujhei yaad aati hain bachpan ki yaadein
Bar bar aati hai mujko, madhur yaad bachpan teri, gaya le-gaya tu jeevan ki sabse madhur khushi meri...
woh khilana woh hansna woh gaana
woh chatt pey phir chadhkey patangein udana
woh lamba danda jo haathon mein merey
urhti hui haseen patangein churana
manjhey sey lipti patangein urhana
mujhewy yaad aati hain bachpan ki yaadein
woh saathi sey ladhna ya ho jhagadna
ek paol mein hi phir ussey lipatna
na dil mein khalish thi,na koi aham tha
sang phir uskey roti ka khana
kahan ab woh din hain kahan hain woh raatein
mujhey yaad aati hai bachpan ki baatein
aamon key perhon pey jhat pat charhna
pairon ka merey woh mitti mein garhna
rona hi khud par phir khud pey hi hansna
aambva key perhon ki chaoon mein sona
na woh chaoon hain ab na hain na hain baharein
mujhey yaad aati hai bachpan ki baatein
chooti baaton pe rota tha ji bhar
nanhi si khushi sey hansta tha din bhar
nanhi si khushi sey sub ghum bhol jaana
woh lori ka ga kar behen ko sulana
na khushiyan hain ab woh na hain woh ratein
mujhey yaad aati hai bachpan ki baatein
aur ab........
na patango naata hai na maanjhey sey rishta
na ambiya sey yaari na pedhon sey rishta
na mitti hai woh ab na lori ki chahat
na saathi sey mohobat na koi aahat
na maa ka hai aachaal na kisi ki mohobbat
na sir ki charhi hai naa unki dantein
na phoolon mein mehek hai na neendon ki raatein
khushiyan nahin hain bus ghum hi ghum hain
kaisi bataoon main jawani ki baatein."
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Thoughts undergoing Brownian motion
My mother calls me a "kanjoos", well, may be i am! According to me i become kanjoos and spenthrift according to the situation. Make me go to Shopper's Stop or to an ice cream store and within a second you will find me swaping my card away in glory, but ask me to take a public conveyance and all the genes so the so called "kanjoos makkhi" will automatically form a deadly concoction with my blood.
Same happened to me a few days back,i was coming from my office to home (which is hardly a kilometer away). The distance could have been easily covered by my foot, if i would have taken the "jehmat" to strain my legs ( flauting a bit of urdu which i know ;) ), but i decided to overload my burden on someone else (becoming too dramatic!).
I would not give more than 5 bucks to the rikshawala for such a short distance, after all i have to save all my hard earned money in this way only!. I asked a couple of rikshawalas but none was convinced to travel for a menial amount of 5 Rs (No wonder I am not a manager yet:( ). But i was convinced not to lose to them and would not travel by the riksha unless someone would agree to my bargain. Within a minute i saw a rikshaw coming from the opposite side. I shouted aloud "Riksha khali hai kya?" (leart this sentence from my mom, but believe me the feeling which you get when someone replies"No" to the above questions cannot be explained ;) ) Thankfully i got "Yes" as an answer.
How desperatly i wanted to sit in one ( thanks to the corporate life style where almost all your time is spent in sedentary position, other than the coffee breaks :P), but i would not show my desperation (after all i am going to pay him 5 bucks!!). Quickly came the next question from my side "Red Light tak chaloge". The answer afain came in the affermative. Before a second could lapse, came the third and the most important question "5 Rupee se zyada nahi denge". Now came the biggest surpize - a "YES", that too soo quick ( i thought now i am on the line of becoming a manager).
I sat down,like a princess who has won a battle - with a sense of achievement.
My colony had come, it was just a matter of a couple of small turns and then would come my house. Just as he was about to enter my colony, my eyes went to the paddle of the rikshaw and i saw that the rikhawala did not have one leg. He was paddeling and carrying my heavy weight from his one thin leg. I don't know what stick me, i asked him to stop there, took out a ten rupee note from my purse and handed over to him. He was about to give me a change of 5 Ruppees but befoe he could do it, i said "bhaiya rakh lo". Even before he could react, i started walking towards my home.
Throughout the time i was walking towards my home, i was thinking that people like me find it so easy to blame others, and if no one else, we blame God.We find ways to not to do things because of some very small shortcomings in us. But that person, who did not have the basic tool - his leg - to do his job, was doing it so flawlessly without letting anyone know of his weakness, without cashing out his customers by gaining there sympathy.
I don't know his name, do't even remember his face, but that man is definitly withing the list of people whom i admire.
Those 5 Rupees taught me a lesson which i would not forget throughout my life!
Same happened to me a few days back,i was coming from my office to home (which is hardly a kilometer away). The distance could have been easily covered by my foot, if i would have taken the "jehmat" to strain my legs ( flauting a bit of urdu which i know ;) ), but i decided to overload my burden on someone else (becoming too dramatic!).
I would not give more than 5 bucks to the rikshawala for such a short distance, after all i have to save all my hard earned money in this way only!. I asked a couple of rikshawalas but none was convinced to travel for a menial amount of 5 Rs (No wonder I am not a manager yet:( ). But i was convinced not to lose to them and would not travel by the riksha unless someone would agree to my bargain. Within a minute i saw a rikshaw coming from the opposite side. I shouted aloud "Riksha khali hai kya?" (leart this sentence from my mom, but believe me the feeling which you get when someone replies"No" to the above questions cannot be explained ;) ) Thankfully i got "Yes" as an answer.
How desperatly i wanted to sit in one ( thanks to the corporate life style where almost all your time is spent in sedentary position, other than the coffee breaks :P), but i would not show my desperation (after all i am going to pay him 5 bucks!!). Quickly came the next question from my side "Red Light tak chaloge". The answer afain came in the affermative. Before a second could lapse, came the third and the most important question "5 Rupee se zyada nahi denge". Now came the biggest surpize - a "YES", that too soo quick ( i thought now i am on the line of becoming a manager).
I sat down,like a princess who has won a battle - with a sense of achievement.
My colony had come, it was just a matter of a couple of small turns and then would come my house. Just as he was about to enter my colony, my eyes went to the paddle of the rikshaw and i saw that the rikhawala did not have one leg. He was paddeling and carrying my heavy weight from his one thin leg. I don't know what stick me, i asked him to stop there, took out a ten rupee note from my purse and handed over to him. He was about to give me a change of 5 Ruppees but befoe he could do it, i said "bhaiya rakh lo". Even before he could react, i started walking towards my home.
Throughout the time i was walking towards my home, i was thinking that people like me find it so easy to blame others, and if no one else, we blame God.We find ways to not to do things because of some very small shortcomings in us. But that person, who did not have the basic tool - his leg - to do his job, was doing it so flawlessly without letting anyone know of his weakness, without cashing out his customers by gaining there sympathy.
I don't know his name, do't even remember his face, but that man is definitly withing the list of people whom i admire.
Those 5 Rupees taught me a lesson which i would not forget throughout my life!
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