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Doston ne kiya tha mana hum phir bhi lagaate rahe zor
Aur wo bas hans ke kahte rahe, ye dil maange more
Do pal to saath na nibha paaye wo aaj hi
Kahte the zindgi ke saath bhi zindgi ke baad bhi
Ab darte hain yaddon se jo ki ban gayi ek reet hai
Bharosa ye soch ke kar lete hain ki dar ke aage hi jeet hai
Palkein moondein to aaj bhi unmein hi lagta hai kuch khaas
Sach to yahi hai, so sidhi baat no bakwaas
Koi rab ko nahi manta, koi pyaar ko nahi manta
koi usko pucho zara, wo to pspo bhi nahi jaanta :)
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Monday, March 1, 2010
Monday, May 25, 2009
Chaosmatic!!!
The charismatic chaos!
Well don’t ask me what originated this thought but somehow this makes me happy and encouraged enough to write :)
I have a question here...What is that you want?
1).A series of moments of satisfaction where you pursue something you have always been passionate about to do (make sure you know this)
2).An altogether different series of random moments where you don’t think much, experiment over things happening to you and you simply react to it and not act!
Okai, to elaborate, people who fall in first category are surely poised and diligent and pleasing to others as well, they are mostly contented with what they do and are in high spirits to look forward to carve their own path. But at the same time I find them very vulnerable, they are like an edifice of sand that takes time and diligence to build, it is beautiful, every blow cannot shatter it but some can surely distort it forever, the blow is nothing but the boredom of satisfaction they have which they realized as an afterthought of some absolutely inaccurate happening that simply redefined their idea of satisfaction. Somehow I want to pursue my passion and be poised but again I am more afraid of the distortion, hence I move on to the second category…
So, people in this category are unpredictable, thoughtful and enigmatic or if you frame all this correctly, they are lazy! They are mostly unsatisfied and transitory happenings fascinate them a lot. They love, they hate! Basically they love to hate because the change fascinates them! They are happy at a moment and unhappy at the other, again because they love the transition :). These people are surely interesting to be with but the problem I find with them is after sometime their unpredictability becomes very predictable! They are very bad at bearing consistency, even if it is the consistency of alterations .At the end they want a peaceful evening with something meaningful to think and do. I would love to love and hate and keep that enigma alive but again the fear of reaching that predictable state dominates hence I move on…
So actually it’s all chaos and its wonderful and better you accept it as early as possible!
Hence the question remains…! Trust me both the situations are interesting and that is why I am not bothered to answer this to myself. Neither should you be :) I am happy to find this and just writing this post to make few more head counts happy who are as confused as I am!
Well don’t ask me what originated this thought but somehow this makes me happy and encouraged enough to write :)
I have a question here...What is that you want?
1).A series of moments of satisfaction where you pursue something you have always been passionate about to do (make sure you know this)
2).An altogether different series of random moments where you don’t think much, experiment over things happening to you and you simply react to it and not act!
Okai, to elaborate, people who fall in first category are surely poised and diligent and pleasing to others as well, they are mostly contented with what they do and are in high spirits to look forward to carve their own path. But at the same time I find them very vulnerable, they are like an edifice of sand that takes time and diligence to build, it is beautiful, every blow cannot shatter it but some can surely distort it forever, the blow is nothing but the boredom of satisfaction they have which they realized as an afterthought of some absolutely inaccurate happening that simply redefined their idea of satisfaction. Somehow I want to pursue my passion and be poised but again I am more afraid of the distortion, hence I move on to the second category…
So, people in this category are unpredictable, thoughtful and enigmatic or if you frame all this correctly, they are lazy! They are mostly unsatisfied and transitory happenings fascinate them a lot. They love, they hate! Basically they love to hate because the change fascinates them! They are happy at a moment and unhappy at the other, again because they love the transition :). These people are surely interesting to be with but the problem I find with them is after sometime their unpredictability becomes very predictable! They are very bad at bearing consistency, even if it is the consistency of alterations .At the end they want a peaceful evening with something meaningful to think and do. I would love to love and hate and keep that enigma alive but again the fear of reaching that predictable state dominates hence I move on…
So actually it’s all chaos and its wonderful and better you accept it as early as possible!
Hence the question remains…! Trust me both the situations are interesting and that is why I am not bothered to answer this to myself. Neither should you be :) I am happy to find this and just writing this post to make few more head counts happy who are as confused as I am!
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
The Simple Present!
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Need to revive, Deed to retire!
With deceptive self,
the semblance resides, terms differ!
Converging to essence,
quantifying impressions, dismissing coherence!
In the radiance of realm,
defy to surrender, purely to unwind!
Acquaintance with worth,
is enough to endure? question prevails!
Blinking to the query,
a mystified grin, suffice to simplify!:)
Oh I feel good now...I had nothing much discerning to write but with the heave, few shattered words started making sense and I seem to have dissolved a portion of my current thoughts above!
I am sure there have been or there will be or most probably there are moments in your cognizance that would make you recognize these lines.
Tell me if you could relate to any!
Need to revive, Deed to retire!
With deceptive self,
the semblance resides, terms differ!
Converging to essence,
quantifying impressions, dismissing coherence!
In the radiance of realm,
defy to surrender, purely to unwind!
Acquaintance with worth,
is enough to endure? question prevails!
Blinking to the query,
a mystified grin, suffice to simplify!:)
Oh I feel good now...I had nothing much discerning to write but with the heave, few shattered words started making sense and I seem to have dissolved a portion of my current thoughts above!
I am sure there have been or there will be or most probably there are moments in your cognizance that would make you recognize these lines.
Tell me if you could relate to any!
Monday, March 17, 2008
Incomplete…
It’s been ages I inscribed an ode here...
Once when felt slightly depressed and got back to pen and paper to give a deliberate effort to compose…I could gather just these four lines…
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Easily I discard saying hardly does it matter
Still, I always wait for the dimness to shatter
The morning comes but it does not shine anymore
Now even if I compose, it does not rhyme anymore...
Once when felt slightly depressed and got back to pen and paper to give a deliberate effort to compose…I could gather just these four lines…
.............................................................................................
Easily I discard saying hardly does it matter
Still, I always wait for the dimness to shatter
The morning comes but it does not shine anymore
Now even if I compose, it does not rhyme anymore...
Friday, March 14, 2008
Its a different day!
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Veronica Decides to die, the novel by Paulo Coelho I read long time back.Lately I haven't had anything to write here hence felt like sharing this creation.
These are the opening lines of the book review I wrote for a friend of mine.
Getting up in a pleasant morning, on the streets of Ljubljana, people going to and from work, whole day working as a librarian, frequenting the same bars and nightclubs, going to movie, roaming around, walking besides sea shore, talking to friends about the unfair world, injustice, corruption, relishing guys attention, having boyfriends, making love with them, at home, in car, in woods to have the pleasure that lasts with orgasm!!! Reverting back the feeling of acute emptiness, no further exchange of words other than ...Its late! Getting back to the rented flat, listen to FM, watch TV, read a novel, set the alarm clock simply to wake up at exactly the same time and repeating the same tasks ignoring the fact that the date has changed… It’s a different day!!!
After writing this I rediscovered many philosophies :) I had missed while reading the book and further very much enjoyed writing the whole review:)
In short I would like to say as you flip over the pages, the book delivers a great sense of tranquility, you see your own questions being raised, and you confront the strongest of all your feelings that is probably buried deep down in your heart that you always fear to express only to avoid its acrimony till the time it’s too late to make any amendment. Ultimately you feel that it’s not life that stops offering us changes; it’s what we decide for our self!
Not a must read but a good to read novel... :)
Veronica Decides to die, the novel by Paulo Coelho I read long time back.Lately I haven't had anything to write here hence felt like sharing this creation.
These are the opening lines of the book review I wrote for a friend of mine.
Getting up in a pleasant morning, on the streets of Ljubljana, people going to and from work, whole day working as a librarian, frequenting the same bars and nightclubs, going to movie, roaming around, walking besides sea shore, talking to friends about the unfair world, injustice, corruption, relishing guys attention, having boyfriends, making love with them, at home, in car, in woods to have the pleasure that lasts with orgasm!!! Reverting back the feeling of acute emptiness, no further exchange of words other than ...Its late! Getting back to the rented flat, listen to FM, watch TV, read a novel, set the alarm clock simply to wake up at exactly the same time and repeating the same tasks ignoring the fact that the date has changed… It’s a different day!!!
After writing this I rediscovered many philosophies :) I had missed while reading the book and further very much enjoyed writing the whole review:)
In short I would like to say as you flip over the pages, the book delivers a great sense of tranquility, you see your own questions being raised, and you confront the strongest of all your feelings that is probably buried deep down in your heart that you always fear to express only to avoid its acrimony till the time it’s too late to make any amendment. Ultimately you feel that it’s not life that stops offering us changes; it’s what we decide for our self!
Not a must read but a good to read novel... :)
Monday, June 18, 2007
Akrit Jaswal
Too Good!!! A child prodigy, a surgeon who can feel the disease and passionate to find its cure to eradicate the pain of millions.
Hats off to this wonderful way of existence :))
Hats off to this wonderful way of existence :))
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
Enshrined desire…
Down the dusty road walking alone,
Gentle breeze melting in my shivering soul
Look back to memorize a pleasant evening
With someone, on the road till eternity
His innocent fingers unlocking my tresses
Aspire to reach the soggy lips some day
Those who are devoid of any supple touch
Indebted to the rain drops that showered
And gave a reason to lessen the needless space
Every step asks for the road to grow longer
Every second expects the clock to tick slower
Every blink desires for the night to grow darker
Words inept to shoulder the craze
But his eyes just told me “I am beautiful”
My hand grasps his to imply, “I care”
I cherish the bliss till I realize…
That the truth differs!!!
And reality conspires to convey the agony
Drooping down the lids I get back to the dream
Let me take the pleasure in illusion…
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