Sunday 28 December 2014

Sooryavansham to be declared national movie due to Max’s repeated telecasts

New Delhi. It is alleged that in this winter session of Parliament, a bill is to be proposed to declare Sooryavansham as the national movie of India. For those who are unaware, Sooryavansham is 1999’s Amitabh Bachchan starrer Bollywood drama film.
The proposal came up owing to repeated telecasts every other day by Sony Max.
This is what a spokesperson from Sony Max has to say on this- “We are glad that our efforts paid off. We worked day and night to plan the repeated telecasts of this super awesome movie on our channel. Also, the idea of a national movie is a new concept for the country. It is a matter of pride that our channel contributed to make this happen.”
Moreover, the channel head has planned to throw a grand party once this is declaration is confirmed. This party will have a grand premiere of Sooryavansham for the guests.
Not only this, even the regular audience of this channel is too excited to hear the news.
When contacted by Faking News reporter, one of the fans from Fakepura said – “I and my wife are so much addicted to watching this movie on Sony Max that we often take sick leaves to make sure that we do not miss even a single telecast. My wife became suicidal when the channel did not showcase the movie for long during the IPL season. Last week we had organized a hawan (prayer) at our home town to pray for Sooryavansham to be declared as the national movie of India.”

(FYI- I have submitted this report to Faking News and it is published at this URL -

Saturday 27 December 2014


उसे वतन सरहदों ने मुक़र्रर करवाया,
उसे मज़हब परिवार ने मंसूब करवाया|

उस बेक़सूर मोहरे को जिंदा से मुर्दा बेरहम जहान ने बनाया,
जब उसे इंतिक़ाम-ओ-दहशत का शिकार दहशत-गर्दो ने बनाया||


लोग टूट जाते हैं इक घर बनाने में,
तुम तरस नहीं खाते बस्तियां जलाने में

Thursday 25 December 2014

Happiness is not a sin, sadness is not a virtue.


Tuesday 23 December 2014

PK is OMG- Aamir Khan Style

Time for some movie review - Mansi ishtyle! 

PK is an interesting, provocative satire and funny film. It revolves around an alien who challenges some of the oldest rituals of religions and paradoxes of the society that are ruling lives of people on the earth.

It was Akshay Kumar and Paresh Raval starrer OMG (Oh My God) that was released first on similar theme. Well, we expect Rajkumar Hirani and Aamir Khan not to copy concepts, but to bring something afresh, something that is known to all but showcased with a different perspective. 

A few highlights from the movie-

1) First of all, PK is an interesting movie, spiced by the carrot-eater, innocent, comic, human-like, Bhojpuri speaking alien- PK's (Aamir Khan) and sugary sweet, clever journalist Jagat Janani / Jaggu's (Anushka Sharma) acting. Sanjay Dutt and Sushant Singh Rajput can seen only sporadically throughout. The Alien Khan is an astronaut from some gola (planet) in the galaxy that is visible only at night. 
Sometimes I wonder, is the alien society also male-dominated like ours? Does a female alien exist? None of the movies has showcased one ! 

2) He lands whole naked at a bare land in Rajasthan, where his remote control  that connects him to his planet, is stolen by a man. 
Why do they forget the Atithi Devo Bhava slogan even after repetitive requests from the same Aamir Khan!

2) In the treasure hunt for his remote, Aamir gets to know that it is none other than Bhagwan who can let him get his property back. In this search he gets utterly confused with what different religions preach, and comes across the concept of India being a multi-religion country, and that no one is born with a stamp that assigns religion to them, and also that we blindly follow what our religious gurus preach us. PK calls this as wrong number. 
This is followed by multiple speeches by the alien himself, some in public and some in a private discussion with God's idols. 
Point to be noted my Lord, as per Bollywood movies, why only GOOD aliens come to India and BAD ones go to the Hollywood? May be, the Indian movies cannot bear the cost of destruction that the bad aliens cause to their country.

3) He raises several witty questions like - "Yaha do tarah ke bhagwan hai -ek wo jisne tum sabko banaya hai aur dusre wo jise tum sab banate ho". Amusingly, he even donates money and then takes refund of the donations he made to god at temples after he discovers that god doesn't listen at all with the suggested ways. Moreover, he uses the same bhagwan to protect him every time, by pasting stickers of Hanuman and Krishna on both sides of his face! 
Pardon me, but this again is centered over Hinduism, so unfair it is.

4) Last but not the least, the alien falls in love with the chick of the movie - Jaggu, and then lets her go
Ummm.. Bollywood movies can bring this Pyaar and Kurbaani thing even to the aliens. And guess what, aliens also shed tears.

5) This sounds rational that the alien learns to speak Bhojpuri dialect by getting knowledge transfer in a magical way from a prostitute Fuljadiya, and then communicates in the same way throughout the plot. 
But did I miss any scene where he got a knowledge transfer to WRITE in ENGLISH. He did that for expressing his love to Jaggu. 

Overall, this is a fun film with a li'l dose of "gyaan", filled with surprises every minute. It lets you thinking long after you leave your seat. The nanga punga dost (PK) keeps entertaining you with his curious questions and light comedy which makes it a family movie.

Wednesday 10 December 2014

"Most people do not listen with the intent to understand, they listen with the intent to reply."
-Stephen R. Covey

Tuesday 9 December 2014

Saturday 6 December 2014

Leaked: Samsung Galaxy Note-102 Launch

New Delhi. Samsung is expected to announce the successor of its popular Galaxy Note-101 smart phone at its launch event in capital on Friday. One can easily judge that this phone shall follow the legacy of the Note family and will be called Galaxy Note-102.
In the first teaser posted on Tuesday, the company tweeted – “Why only watch, and not smell your photographs!?” This clearly depicts that the camera of this phone is designed to capture smell along with sight.

Sources have indicated some of its key features–
  1. Camera -
500 MP camera with 20X zoom. It is built to capture molecular-level pictures. This may worry the youths who suffer from pimple problems. Also, it captures smell of the object.
  1. Battery –
Battery has always been a source of worry for smart phone users. But this revolutionary phone is designed so that it gets auto-charged while in use, but requires charging whenever kept idle.
  1. SIM cards –
Supports 13 SIM cards – one for parents and rest for a dozen girlfriends.
  1. Size-
This miraculous innovation can be folded or stretched to any size varying from that of a laptop to a match box.
  1. Display –
It comes with an XX-HD display. The color band consists of a range whose upper and lower spectrum is not even visible to the human eyes.
  1. Touch-less Control –
With a little training, your phone will understand your instructions in the form of your breathing.
  1. Weight –
It weighs  ~1000 grams. You can now carry your smartphone while shopping for vegetables; you need not rely on the cunning vendor’s weighing machine anymore.
  1. Accessories – 
a) Gas cylinder-  For those who travel often, can cook anytime on the move, with this handheld device.
b) Home theater- This will turn down the Television market drastically.
c) Stereo speakers- Though a little tedious to carry, but the stereo wide speakers are an added advantage to this phone and will make you the center of attraction on a DJ party night.
d) Phone covers- Attractive bullet proof phone covers with mirror on one side, for the ladies who, otherwise use the screen as a mirror!
e) Additional memory- 1PB external hard disk.
Some of its miscellaneous features may be –
1. It comes with a smell sensor for photographs. Not only you have the real time experience with its superb colors, but can smell the photographs now. For example, the photograph of a rose would come along with its rosy fragrance.
2. It takes your selfie every 30 min.
3. Changes your baby’s nappy after specified intervals.
4. Performs best when immersed in water.
5. Inbuilt apps for smiley generation and Whatsapp joke generation.
6. You can open the phone from middle and store snacks there.
7. A button at the top to release pepper spray, for the safety of women. Easily refillable at any recharge shop.
Although the prize of this device is still not finalized, but rumors have it that this most awaited economy phone may cost anywhere between 100000 INR to 200000 INR.
The only setback that we foresee with this smartest-ever phone is that it has no facility for missed calls. This means it may not do well in Indian markets, where, “missed calls” are the most used feature by every Indian.
 (FYI- I have submitted this report to Faking News and it is published at this URL -

Thursday 4 December 2014

"Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing"
-Benjamin Franklin

Tuesday 2 December 2014

Monday 1 December 2014

"If nobody hates you, you are doing something wrong."


Saturday 29 November 2014

Apne gam ki numaaish naa kar,
apne naseeb ki aazmaish naa kar,
jo tera hai tere paas khud aayega, 
har roz use paane ki khwahish naa kar,
taqdir badal jaayegi apne aap hi ae dost,
muskraana sikh le,
wajah ki talaash na kar...
(Source - Internet)

Sunday 23 November 2014

The Sound of the Silence

The sound of the silence,
Falling as a shattered glass on the floor,
Into the loneliness of the empty hall,
Prickling on every step like sharp nails under the foot,

The sound of the silence,
Crept like a venomous snake's mighty crawl,
Echoed into a bundle of silent rolls,
Collapsed amongst self like adamant snow balls.

Sunday 9 November 2014

खामोशी में भी शोर सा है

है ये ढलता हुआ सूरज, मगर दिखता सुनहरी भोर सा है,
खामोशी में भी शोर सा है,

है ये धुँधला कोहरा, मगर दिखता ठंडी ओस सा है,
खामोशी में भी शोर सा है,

है ये मज़बूत बंधन, मगर दिखता कच्ची डोर सा है,
खामोशी में भी शोर सा है|

Sunday 2 November 2014

"When I can't handle events, I let them handle themselves."

- Henry Ford

Friday 31 October 2014

Thursday 30 October 2014


ये लम्हा भी यूँ ही बीत जायेगा,
अगला लम्हा भी कौनसा साथ निभायेगा,
भर लो हर लम्हा अपनी बाहों में,
क्या पता, कौनसा लम्हा आखरी कहलायेगा ||

The secret of bonding with people is to be like them; accept the differences and you shall find the similarities, effortlessly.

Wednesday 29 October 2014

Question- "How do you eat an elephant?"
Answer- "One bite at a time!"

Don't raise your voice, raise the quality of your argument.

Monday 27 October 2014

"Not everyone thinks the way you think,
knows the things you know,
believes the things you believe,
nor acts the way you would act,
Remember this
and you will go a long way
in getting along with people."

-Arthur Forman

Friday 24 October 2014

“I want to commit the murder I was imprisoned for.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

Sunday 19 October 2014

If you are not 'born with a silver spoon', create one. If you can't create it, buy one!

Saturday 18 October 2014

फिर से दिवाली आयी है

फिर से दिवाली आयी है,
फिर बाज़ार में रौनक छायी है,
फिर माँ दीये जलायेंगी,
फिर पापा सीरीज़ लगायेंगे,

फिर से दिवाली आयी है,
फिर रातें दिन से ज़्यादा रौशन हो जायेगी,
फिर घर आँगन में रंगोली सजेगी,
फिर किचन से घी कि खुशबू हर कमरे में फैल जायेगी,

फिर से दिवाली आयी है,
फिर नए कपड़ों कि महक मन को बहलायेगी,
फिर नन्हे शैतान पटाखे-फुलझड़ी जलायेंगे,
फिर पकवान और तोहफे ख़ुशियाँ लायेंगे

Sunday 12 October 2014


कुछ खयाल और कुछ हक़ीक़त मिलते हैं जमाने में,
हम बयान करते हैं उन्हें अपने रह-ओ-रस्म से अफसाने में,

ग़ुल-ए-बाज़ार में महकता है हर इक गुलाब जैसे,
शाम-ओ-सुबह चलती है हमारी ये कलम वैसे,

नज़्म-ओ-मज़मून या कभी कभार साज़-ओ-तराने में,
उम्मीद है निगार हो इस मुसंफा के ज़खीरा-ए-अल्फाज़ में,

मुख्तलिफ ज़बान में लिखने कि आज़माइश करते हैं,
रहमत हो ख़ुदा कि तो पेश करते रहेंगे नई मोसिकि कयी बार ||

अपने  रह-ओ-रस्म - my way, ग़ुल-ए-बाज़ार - market of roses, नज़्म - poetry, मज़मून - articleनिगार - beautiful, मुसंफा - writer, ज़खीरा-  storage, मुख्तलिफ - various, ज़बान - languages, आज़माइश - trial, मोसिकि - composition

Friday 10 October 2014

Do not look back and grieve over the past, for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering.

-Ida Scott Taylor

Tuesday 7 October 2014


Purnima or the Full moon day is considered auspicious in Hindu calendar. Since time immemorial, Hindus have believed that the fortnightly cycle of the moon exerts a great influence on the human anatomy just as it affects the water bodies on earth resulting in tides and ebbs. Devotees fast on this day to get their wishes fulfilled. 

Not only does it have a religious importance, but Purnima has a little more to do with the human fate. I read somewhere, a long time back, on the full moon day the gravitational force of moon towards the earth, is at its highest. Eventually your deeds and thoughts of this day are more likely to materialize and become true. Hence, on this day one must have only positive thoughts in mind and your thoughts shall become things! 

Happy Sharad Purnima. God Bless All.

Sunday 5 October 2014

There are two things you should never think about - things that don't matter and people who think you don't matter.

Source- Internet

Saturday 4 October 2014

Like an Unsent Letter

Like an unsent letter, 
Like a blur solitaire, 
Like a wet sweater, 
Like walls so greater, 
The yonder the fairer. 

Like an ungrown meadow, 
Like a stubborn shadow, 
Like an unshot arrow, 
Like a wailing widow, 
Thou shalt shun the stark morrow 

Friday 3 October 2014

Turning your talent into profession can turn your signature into an autograph!

Thursday 2 October 2014

प्रिय मच्छर

वो गुनगुनाना तुम्हारा, वो मीठी सी तान,
छु लेती थी मेरे कानों के तार सच मान,

आते थे तुम जब नजदीक,
मांगती थी मैँ नींद कि भीख,

सुनाते थे तुम नित नए गीत,
याद है तुम्हारा वो मधुर संगीत,

जगा देते थे गहरी नींद से मुझे,
तब ही आता था चैन तुझे |

अब क्यूँ समझ ना आती आहट तुम्हारे आने की,
सज़ा कैसे दूं तुम्हें चुपके से काट जाने की,

डंक मार कर चले जाते हो, मन में ही मुस्काते हो,
रंगे हाथों पकड़ु कैसे तुम तो उड़ जाते हो, 

हो गए अब तुम भी चतुर चालाक,
आ जाओ बस एक बार मेरे हाथ,

किया है मैंने तुम्हे रक्तदान,
उफ्फ... क्यूँ बन रहे तुम अनजान !

Tuesday 30 September 2014

Monday 29 September 2014

They should tell you when you’re born: have a suitcase heart, be ready to travel.

Saturday 27 September 2014

The fly cannot be driven away by getting angry at it.

Friday 26 September 2014

चंचल मन

चंचल मन है नटखट ऐसा,

कभी भागता इक ओर, कभी दौड़ता उस छोर,

इसके खालीपन में गुंजित होती एक आस कहीं,

भर जाता उल्लास से अगले पल बस यूँ ही |

नाचता है मद भरे मोर सा कभी,

कराहता गम भरे अनाथ सा कभी,

कैसे जताये इस पर अपना अधिकार,

ये ना करता हमारी इच्छा अभिसार ||

Thursday 25 September 2014

We become a lawyer when it comes to our mistakes, and a judge when it comes to others'.

Tuesday 23 September 2014

One that is not scrutinized from all angles, is not a plan but merely a dream.

Monday 22 September 2014

काबिलियत दूसरों को नीचा दिखाने में नहीं, बल्कि ख़ुद इतना ऊँचा मुकाम हासिल करने में है के प्रतिद्वंदी स्वयं नीचे हो जाएँ|

Never measure your achievements by someone else's success or failures.

Saturday 20 September 2014

अंधेरों पर उजालो का असर बाकि है, सुबह होने में थोड़ी सी कसर बाकि है |


लफ्जों से गूफ्तगू में बेपरवाह वो ख़ुद को धोखा दे जाते हैं,

लाख कोशिश कर ले महफूज़ रखने की,

बेमानी करती हैं उनकी पलकें,

झुकते हुए हर राज़ से पर्दा उठा देती हैं

Tuesday 16 September 2014

Sometimes our power resides not in what we do, but in what we don't do.
-Paulo Coelho

Monday 15 September 2014

What !? You Don't Know Hindi !

Bingo! you guessed correctly, this post is pro-Hindi. 
Your Question- Why is this inscribed in English? 
My Answer - Simple, this one's for those who DO NOT KNOW HINDI.

September 14th is celebrated as Hindi Day. On this day in 1949, the Constituent Assembly of India had adopted Hindi written in Devnagari script as the official Language of the Union. 

What could have been a better event for me to advocate the relevance of Hindi!

From nonage till date, I have observed people who are pleased to admit that they aren't well-versed at Hindi or their mother tongue. On the contrary, they try hard to transform self into a whiz kid of English plus any other foreign language. This race, unfortunately, lands them in the middle of nowhere.

If I am not barking up the wrong tree, Hindi is our official language and mother tongue to the most of us. But there is this breed of people which feels humiliated and ashamed, if, for any reasons they are capable of puking only their tuti-futi English. Pity on them ... It is always good to be multi-lingual in this era of globalization. 

Regardless of this, I wonder, what makes them appeased on not being the honcho in their own mother tongue. Do they have the myth that NOT KNOWING to speak Hindi or their mother tongue double implies that they are adroit English speakers, and are licensed to flutter their angrezi wings anywhere anytime.Yo! Sounds absurd. 

Do they know, unlike their demigod angrezi bhasha, Hindi is a scientific language, i.e., the pronunciation for syllables remains same no matter what word you use them with? How would they understand this? Their verbal diarrhea keeps them busy polluting this twenty-four carat lingo into Hin-glish.

Dear Reader, kindly don't feel offended. This was possibly not for you.

Disclaimer : This post isn't intended against any culture, person, language or country, neither does it prophesize any religion,language or culture. It is just a satirical remark on the current scenario where the importance of our official language is losing out.

We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.

Saturday 13 September 2014


हवाई अड्डे पर अगली घोषणा कि प्रतीक्षा में बैठी राधिका कि असली प्रतीक्षा खत्म हुई जब उसके पीछे से शरारत भरी आवाज़ आयी - "तुम्हारा गुड्डा आज भी मेरे पास है |" सामने कान्हा था- उसके बचपन का मित्र | वह मुस्कुराते हुए बोला -"मैने कहा था ना, एक दिन मैं हवाई जहाज़ उड़ाउंगा | "

इस अप्रत्याशित अनुभव से राधिका कि आँखें नम हो गयी, वह कुछ जवाब ही नहीं दे पायी | अपनी भावना व्यक्त कर पाती उसके पहले ही विमान के उड़ान कि घोषणा हो गयी और कान्हा चला गया |

बरसों कि आरज़ू सामने हो तो दिल कि कसक मिट जाती है,
पलकों में भर आता है समंदर खुशियों का
जो शब्दों में बयान हो वो
एहसास ही क्या,
कुछ एहसास बयान करने में अनेक अल्फाज़
कम पड़ जाते है |

--------- कुछ घंटों बाद ---------

के उड़ान के दौरान मंद-मंद मुस्कान लिए हुए राधिका के कानों में कान्हा की आवाज़ गूँज रही थी | मानो उसके कानों में किसी ने शहद घोल दिया हो, या जैसे मधुर संगीत बज रहा हो ! 

कोई वादा नहीं फिर भी एक इंतज़ार है,
की डोर पर एतबार है |
हर एक रिश्ते का कोई नाम नहीं होता,
हर एक रिश्ते का अंजाम नहीं होता |

अचानक विमान दुर्घटनाग्रस्त हो गया | सब तहस नहस हो चुका था, सारे यात्री घायल थे | लोगों कि दर्द भरी चीखें हर ओर थी | कहीं खून बह रहा था, कहीं रुदन कि ध्वनि | राधिका बेहोश थी, पैर मलबे में दबे हुए थे | जब आँखें खोली तो उसे अपनी दृष्टि पर विश्वास ना हुआ, कान्हा के मृत शरीर को ले जाया जा रहा था |

अगले ही पल, आखरी साँस के साथ राधिका ने जवाब दिया - "मैंने भी कहा था ना, मुझे हवाई जहाज से गिरा मत देना.... ये प्रतीक्षा अब कभी खत्म ना होगी" 

वह बिना सुने ही चला गया |

--------- 5 साल पहले 

गर्मी का मौसम था | एक दिन मामा के घर कि सफाई करते हुए कान्हा अचानक बेहोश हो गया | मामी बहुत कोसती थी, कहती, "इस अनाथ को जब से घर लाये हो हमारी तकलीफें बढ़ गयी है | इतना कमजोर है, कोई काम ठीक से नहीं करता | "मामी उसे दिन में एक बार ही भोजन देती थी |

बेचारा कभी उफ तक नहीं करता | अपने बचपन के सपने को साकार करने के लिए खूब मन लगा कर पढाई करता था | 

अक्सर ख़ुदा अपने बंदो का इम्तेहान लेता है,
ग़र दर्द दिया हैं तो मरहम भी वो ही देता हैं |

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अपने माता पिता के साथ रह कर कान्हा शहर में अच्छा जीवन व्यतीत कर रहा था | पढाई में भी होशियार था | दुर्भाग्य से उसके माता पिता कि मृत्यु एक सड़क हादसे में हो गयी | उसके मामा अपनी बहन कि आखरी निशानी, 
कान्हा को अपने घर ले आए थे | उसे बहुत प्यार देते | परन्तु मामी उनके इस निर्णय से अत्यन्त हर्षित न थी |

--------- 2 साल पहले ---------

आज कान्हा कि जिंदगी में बरसों बाद ख़ुशियाँ लौटी थी | मामा भी बहुत प्रसन्न थे, उनका भांजा विमान-चालक (पायलट) जो बन चुका था |

उसके साथ एक विश्वास था - अपने माता पिता के आशीर्वाद का, अपने मामा के प्रेम का और अपनी बचपन कि दोस्त राधिका कि मित्रता का |

ज़िंदगानी हसीन हो जाती है, ग़र दिल से फरियाद करो,
हैं रात तो सुबह का इंतज़ार करो,
वक्त और नसीब पर एतबार करो,
उम्मीद का दीया रौशन लगातार करो |

कान्हा ने हर संभव प्रयत्न किया कि वह राधिका को ये शुभ सूचना दे सके, परन्तु वह असफल रहा | आठ साल से उन दोनो कि बात ना हो पायी थी | गांव में सूखा पड़ने के कारण राधिका का परिवार दूसरे गांव जा कर रहने लगा था | इसलिए उनसे संपर्क नहीं हो पाया |

 --------- आज का दिन ---------

राधिका का भाई विदेश में रहता था | रक्षाबंधन पर अपनी बहन से मिलने कि इच्छा से उसने लिए हवाई जहाज़ के टिकट भेजे थे | 

पहली बार शहर आयी सहमी-
सी राधिका हवाई अड्डे पहुँची | वहां की गतिविधियों की जानकारी ना होने के कारण पास बैठे एक यात्री से बात कर रही थी | उसकी नजरें कुछ ढूँढ रही थी, मानो उसे आभास हो गया हो के उसकी प्रतीक्षा अब खत्म होने वाली हैं |

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आसमान में उड़ते हुए हवाई जहाज़ को देखते हुए वो बोला - "एक दिन मै हवाई जहाज उड़ाउंगा" | बदले में राधिका चिढ़ाते हुए बोली, मुझे गिरा मत देना अपने हवाई जहाज़ से! "

नदी किनारे कयी पहर दोनों साथ बैठे रहते | खूब खेलते, ढेर सारी बातें करते | ना जाने इतनी बातें कहां से आती उनके पास | साथ होते तो वक्त का होश ही नहीं रहता |

राधा रानी और श्री कृष्ण कि ही तरह राधिका बारह वर्ष की, और कान्हा ग्यारह का, राधिका का रंग गोरा और कान्हा का साँवला, राधिका भोली और कान्हा नटखट | 

वो मासूम बचपन,
वो नटखट शरारत,
वो मीठी नोक झोंक,
वो रूठना मानना,
वो गुड्डे गुड़ियों का खेल,
वो भोर कि रौशनी,
वो साँझ कि हवाएँ,
वो चाँदनी रात में तारे गिनना,
वो गिनती भूल जाना,
काश हमेशा साथ निभाता,
वो मासूम बचपन |

अगली शाम, मध्यम कद काठी का वो अबोध बालक साइकिल के पहिये को एक लकड़ी से घुमाता हुआ अपने पिताजी के साथ राधिका के घर पहुँचा | राधिका कि कजरारी आँखें और मोरपंख-सी पलकें उस दिन भीग गयीं जब उसे ज्ञात हुआ के उसका परम मित्र और उसका परिवार शहर जा रहे हैं | कान्हा के पिताजी का तबादला हो गया था | रुआंसा चेहरा लिए वह सब सुनती रही | 

गांव से निकलते वक्त कान्हा को राधिका ने अपना प्रिय मिट्‍टी का गुड्डा तोहफे में दिया | अक्सर उसे ले कर दोनों में मीठी तकरार होती थी | दबी आवाज़ में बोली, "इसे सदा साथ रखना " |

"मैं तुमसे मिलने कि प्रतीक्षा करूँगी |" इतना कहते हुए वो दौड़ कर अपने घर कि ओर गयी और किवाड़ बंद कर लिया | कान्हा ने तेज़ आवाज़ में उत्तर दिया - "मैं भी...." | वह बिना सुने ही चली गयी |

छोटी-सी आयु में उन्हे कहां ज्ञात था - "राधा और कृष्ण का मिलन भी कभी हुआ हैं भला ! "

Sunday 7 September 2014

तुम्हारे बिना

तुम्हारे बिना मेरा जीवन,
जैसे जलेबी बिना पोहे,
जैसे मलाई बिना चाय,
जैसे कंकड़ बिना चावल,
जैसे टपकती हुई आइसक्रीम||

तुम्हारे बिना मेरा जीवन,
जैसे सास बिना सीरियल,
जैसे address बिना पिन कोड,
जैसे  मेक-अप बिना हीरोइन||

तुम्हारे संग मेरा जीवन,
जैसे बारिश संग मेंढक,
जैसे हार्न संग स्कूटर,
जैसे सरकार संग भ्रष्टाचार||

तुम्हारे संग मेरा जीवन,
जैसे बाल संग टकला,
जैसे फॉल संग साड़ी,
जैसे पंखे संग हवा,
जैसे मोबाइल संग व्हाट्सएप्प (Whatsapp)|

Friday 22 August 2014


मैं सब वर्जनाएँ तोड़ना चाहती हूँ,
माँ के गर्भ में खत्म नहींं होना चाहती हूँ,

ज़हरीले भुजंग से लिपटे तन पर,
उन हाथों को तोड़ना चाहती हूँ,

पाषण सी पड़ती निगाहें मुझ पर,
उन आंखों को फोड़ना चाहती हूँ,

बांधती जो गिरहें मुझ पर, कह कर इसे मुकद्दर,
उस संवेदनशून्य मनोवृत्ति का अंत देखना चाहती हूँ,

मेरे पाकीज़ा दामन को कलंकित कर,
क्रीड़ा की वस्तु मात्र नहीं बनना चाहती हूँ,

त्याग, क्षमा, ममता व देवी कि प्रतिमा का उपसर्ग जो दे मुझे,
उस अक्षम्य समाज कि वर्जनाएँ अब तोड़ना चाहती हूँ

Friday 15 August 2014


कुछ लोग करते हैं, कुछ नही,
कुछ लंबी होती हैं, कुछ छोटी,

कुछ चकित करती हैं, कुछ हर्षित करती हैं,
कुछ ख्वाब में होती हैं, कुछ एहसास में,

कुछ आंखों से होती हैं, कुछ ज़ुबान से,
कुछ दिल से होती हैं, कुछ दिमाग से,

कुछ अनकही होती हैं, कुछ कहकहे लाती हैं,
कुछ हम सुनते हैं, कुछ अनसुनी करते हैं,

कुछ मासूम होती हैं, कुछ कर्कश,
कुछ स्पष्ट होती हैं, कुछ दोहरी,

कुछ से समय बीतता है, कुछ समय के साथ बीत जाती हैं,
कुछ दिल को छु लेती हैं, कुछ रूह को तोड़ देती हैं,

कुछ हो जाती हैं, कुछ यूँ ही खो जाती हैं,
कुछ सवाल छोड़ जाती हैं, कुछ जवाब बन जाती हैं...

Tuesday 12 August 2014


चलते रहते हैं मुसाफिर, अपने आशियाने कि तलाश में.....क्या अचरज है,
ठहरते हैं कुछ अरसा, फिर जारी रखते हैं सफर को.....क्या अचरज है,
टकराती हैं राहें किसी मोड़ पर, मिलते हैं नसीब इत्तिफ़ाक़ से...क्या अचरज है,
हँसते हुए बढ़ जाते हैं आगे, क्योंकि मंज़िल तो सबकी मुख्तलिफ है....क्या अचरज है,
महज़ सामान है ज़स्बात, गठरी बाँधी और अगले सहर कोई और शहर...क्या अचरज है,
एतबार क्या करें किसी हमराही का, कल को ग़र गठरी उठाये हम ही चले जाए...

क्या अचरज है|

Saturday 9 August 2014

Everything need not last a lifetime, and yet some brief connects give us our moment of epiphany and leave us with a lifetime of memories.

Saturday 2 August 2014


कभी है यह निर्मल, निरभ्र, निर्झर, नटखट,
कभी खो जाता हो अकस्मात निश्चल, नीरव, निर्जल,

नदी बन कर बहता कल-कल,
तृप्त करता जन - जन कि क्षुधा बेकल,

सागर में भर जाता जैसे नीलम,
स्पर्श करता क्षितिज द्वारा नील गगन,

बह जाता नयन से हो निर्बल,
जैसे हो पावन गंगाजल,

प्रकृति के क्रोध का बनता माध्यम,
ले जाता जीवों का जीवन, भवन और आँगन,

धो देता कभी अस्थि के संग मानव पापों का भार,
गिरता धरा पर कभी बन रिमझिम बूँदों का दुलार,

देश विदेश कि सीमा से अपार,
यहां वहां बहता सनातन सदाबहार

Sunday 27 July 2014

Will Power Is The Key

It is your will power that helps in attaining the materialistic and the abstract. No matter how tough it is, it can come true just by you willing to have it, or vice-versa. To state without amplification, will power can turn the unfavorable the other way round. The strength of will power works from letting the mountains move, to stopping the rains that have been going on since hours; changing the fate that has been designed long back for you by the mortals or the immortal; bring in the success to your toes that was never meant for you; repair the irreparable relationships or untie those handcuffs.
Embrace it, and you shall touch the zenith!

Sunday 6 July 2014

Book Review: The Palace of Illusions

Finally, I finished reading Palace of Illusions- such a wonderfully narrated piece of work by Chitra Banerjee.

This novel gave a voice to Draupadi, well known as Panchaali- an epitome of womanhood. It talks about her life, her opinions, cravings, longings, grief, agony, sadness, happiness(which haunted seldom), vengeance that she was furious for all along, her immense strength, her secret desires, and above everything, it shows how the great story of its time OCCURED to her and how she came across every aspect of it. This novel traces Panchaali's life from a fiery birth and lonely childhood to a great deal of injustice followed by a dreary revenge . I ain't prophesying womanhood here! But truly stating, she was the only woman who was born to change the history of the mankind. This narrative has compelled me to wander how her life would have been, married to 5 brothers, living in exile for most of her life, and the rest was no less than an exile; my heart speaks out for her.

Mahabharat, an epic that I have read, heard of and watched on TV a dozen of times, but never could look at it from the perspective of any particular character but merely a series of events. The other day, someone told me - Ramayan teaches us how to live and what to do, whereas, Mahabharat teaches us what NOT to do.

The feat of the great war of its time, was it justified? The whole clan gets ruined by the end of it, except for a handful of people who very lucky to survive. While I scan through the list of characters, I ponder one action from which of them could have undone all the possibilities of such great destruction? Who lead to it? Whose fault it was ?


Panchaali- If she was not married to five brothers (Pandavas), if she had not rejected Karna in Swayamvar, if she had not insulted Duryodhan in her palace, if she was not so desperate for her revenge and had, instead, went on quietly with her insult as her ill fate .

But wait, what if Yudhishtir had decided not to play the gamble, rather he could have been partially righteous and not abided all the rules of the game and to stake his brothers and his wife during the game.

Alas! what if Duryodhan, his cousin had not been cruel and unrighteous to this extent, and if he hadn't felt so dejected throughout his life?

Instead, what if his maternal uncle Shakuni had been fair and had not guided his nephews to the unrighteous path since their childhood.

Wait a moment, was only Shakuni at fault? What if his dear sister Gandhari was not forced to marry a blind person Dhritrashtra, he would have not decided to use his wit in the ill manner to end the whole dynasty.

Nevertheless, Shakuni could not have done anything if Karna (the eldest son of Kunti, who was gifted to her from Sun god at a tender age) would have not been abandoned by her, and being the eldest, would have been given recognition and crowned as the next heir.

Or was it because Kunti imposed or ordered all her sons to marry the same woman so as to keep them united, or she hadn't revealed to anyone that Karna was her son?

Was it Kunti's husband, Pandu who went for exile just before his coronation as the King, which later gave rise to the question as to who should succeed Dhritarashtra?

Was it Dhritarashtra, who should have not lured to take place of his brother, or thought as a King rather than a father, and had crowned Pandu's son as his successor?

Was it Gandhari- Dhritarashtra's wife, who had the boon to bear a hundred sons, who could have barred her sons from getting on to the wrong track? She tied the veil on her eyes, not literally, but righteously too!

Or was it all due to events at some distant place; King Drupad who ditched his childhood friend Drona and lighted the fire of vengeance in him that led to the creation of such great warriors. Or was it because Drupad desired to avenge Bheeshma and that he performed prayers to gain two of his children - Dhrishtadhyumna and Draupadi ? What if Draupadi was not born at all?

Was it Dronacharya's desire to get his son to be a King, irrespective of the fact that he was a Brahmin and a great teacher? He intented to achieve what was not at all meant for his creed, and planted the seeds of the same in his son Ashwathama's  mind.

Was it determined long back when Bheeshma made a stiff promise of not getting married ever, and taking unjustified decisions thereafter at every step? If he would have married, and sons were born to him, there would have been no scope for him giving all his life to protect the clan of his younger brother Vichitravirya and being care taker of Hastinapur's throne. Was it because, later he abducted the 3 sisters - Amba, Ambika and Ambalika to marry his brother, and one of them turned furious and reincarnated to avenge him? Was it because he insulted Drupad for the sake of Vichitravirya?

Was it Ganga, Bheeshma's mother who abandoned her seven children for no justification, and disappeared for years, which led King Shantanu to marry Satyavati, who later became ambitious to make her would-be children, the heirs of the kingdom?

Was it Krishna, who supposedly knew everything but puzzled almost every character with his riddles rather than warning them!


Or was it all just because the heaven had designed it long back, and that every character was bound to the other in such manner?

Was it because it had to lead to the advent of TODAY's time - the Kalyug or the fourth age of Man!?

Or may be to set a perfect example for all of us existing right now, to maintain a balance between the righteous and the unrighteous, and be decisive according to the situations by not blindly imbibing age-old ideals.
One more thought that often strikes me upon learning about this epic is, almost each one of us has built a wall of our ideologies, thoughts, ideas, opinions, prejudices and of limited knowledge around us. We see life, every phenomenon and person through our lens.

Shouldn't we try to expand the sphere of our thoughts and come out of those shackles to think beyond the taboos ? This would spare us from the agony and displeasure that we eventuate so often.

Shouldn't we watch our actions taking into consideration all those who shall be affected by them, and not only ourselves?
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Sunday 29 June 2014

Sunday 15 June 2014

ख्वाबों का शहर

नम आँखों से जब अपने ख्वाबों को पूरा करने मैं अपने घर से दूर चलने लगा, वो सड़क बड़ी छोटी लगने लगी, ऐसा लगा काश वो सड़क खत्म ही ना हो. अपने साथ यादों का कारवाँ ले के चला था मैं. यूँ लगा उन सब यादों कि जुदाई सही ना जायेगी और घर के सामने कि वो सड़क लंबी हो जायेगी.

मेरे घर के हर कोने से मेरी अनेकों यादें जुड़ी थीं. चलते वक्त मन को बहलाने के लिए माँ कि बात याद आ गयी. उनने चिढ़ाते हुए कहा था की जहां मै जा रहा हूँ वहा इससे भी बड़ा घर होगा. अगले ही पल मन ने कहा - घर दीवारों से नहीं उसमें रह रहे लोगो से बनता है.

मन में भारीपन लिए पहुँच गया अपने ख्वाबों के शहर, उस सुंदर आलीशान घर के आगे मेरा अपना घर छोटा दीख पड़ता था,  फिर सोचा माँ जान कर बड़ी खुश होंगी!

उस अनजान नगरी में हर किसी के साथ कोई ना कोई था, आपस में हँसते-बोलते रहते और मै अकेला उन्हें तांकता रहता.


उस भीड़ में मेरी नजर दो दोस्तों पर पड़ी. उनका वो मासूम-सा तकरार और अगले ही लम्हें में ढेर सारा दुलार, मानो एक दुसरे के साथ है तो दुनिया से कोई सरोकार ही नहीं. एक तरफ़ उन्हें देख कर खुशी हुई और फिर मेरे सबसे ख़ास दोस्त का ख्याल कर के दुःख.

कभी लगता था यहाँ से भाग निकलूँ, किंतु मेरे ख्वाब मुझे पीछे खींच लेते थे. उस तन्हाई के आलम में ख़ुद ही को समझा लिया करता था. दिन गुजरते गए. एक दिन माँ का ख़त आया, उनके जन्मदिन पर एक दिन के लिए घर बुलाया था. फिर क्या था, एक पंछी कि तरह उड़ चला अपने आशियने में. मेरे शहर कि गलियों कि वो महक, घर में घुसते ही माँ कि प्यारी-सी मुस्कान, पिताजी का दुलार और बहन का शरारत भरा झगड़ा - 'भैया, तुम खाली हाथ तो नहीं आ गए ना'! ऐसा लगा ख़ुद को फिर से पा लिया. जन्मदिन मनाने के बाद अपने ख़ास दोस्त से मिलने गया. खूब बातेंं कर अपना मन हलका किया.

हर्षित मन के साथ लौट आया अपने ख्वाबों के शहर, इस बार दुगने उत्साह के साथ!

मोह पाश से इंसान कभी नहीं छूट सकता, मगर चलते रहने का नाम ही ज़िंदगी है ना!

Saturday 7 June 2014


साहिल पर बैठ क्यूं तेरी नाकामी पर अश्क बहता है,
टूटी है कश्ती तो मार ले गोता उस समंदर में,
तोड़ उसका गुरुर,भीगो दे उसे तेरे आँसुओं से,

ग़र कामयाबी का है जुनून, मुकम्मल कर तैराकी पर फ़तेह,
ग़र डूब गया तो ज़िंदगी भर का गुमान ना रहेगा,
उस पर्वर दीगर से सीना तान दलील तो कर सकेगा



Saturday 31 May 2014

मेहनत का फल मीठा तभी होता है जबकि मेहनत फल देने वाले पेड़ पर हो ।

(The fruit of hard work is sweet only when hard work is done on a tree that bears fruits.)

Saturday 24 May 2014

If you act like a victim, you are likely to be treated as one.

-Paulo Coelho

Monday 19 May 2014

Offline - A Day Without Internet

6:00 AM

The alarm rang and while I still was half asleep one morning, as a ritual the first thing I did was to connect my cell phone to WiFi. To my surprise, I spotted that I had received no "updates" since last night!

That summer morning, a few minutes later whilst the environment was serene and filled with chirping of cuckoo bird, I stepped out to check if the hawker has dropped newspapers in our veranda (baramda). While grabbing the newspaper, I saw the headline which read - "No Internet today". My eyes went wide open and all sleep flew away. Unlike everyday, I sat reading the news article. It reported that during the midnight, the world's internet crashed! For a moment I was dumbstruck pondering whether it is really practicable. But it surely was not supposed to be fictitious, since I had no updates on my phone that morning.

8:30 AM

there-is-no-internetEvery news channel had confirmed the unbelievable by now. The channels reported that the internet should be stable in the next 12-15 hours.

With my face drooped, I sat imagining how would I spend the rest of my day being disconnected with rest of the world... The first learning of my day was to understand the value of time. This because it was the due date for paying my phone bill online, which would otherwise have to paid with surcharge later.

9:00 AM

Though, as a habit, I kept checking my phone, for emails, Whatsapp and other social updates. Sooner, I engaged myself in some other activities like helping my Mom in household chores, visited the nearby temple, assisted my father in gardening, which otherwise was my time for all sorts of unproductive or partially-productive activities on my cell phone and laptop over the internet. It was a contrasting experience to me that left me with inner satisfaction.

6:30 PM.

I was back home early from office.

As a part of my routine, during and after the dinner I had to be stuck to my cell phone. After all, I am supposed to be updated about all that is happening around, from social networking to the news app on my phone to my favorite whatsapp to gmail and my office emails to the melodious songs on saavn. I would barely raise my head to talk to my family everyday.

But this fateful day was entirely different. I had to, rather, I got to spend time with my parents. We talked about all sort of stuff that day while having dinner. After dinner we went for a long walk. I shared my experiences of the day with them. Also, I turned into a keen listener to my mother and father about what they did the whole day, varying from my mother's complaints against the maid and my father's comments on the country's changing political scenario.

I shared with them my experiences of the day at office.

11:00 AM

In the absence of connectivity to the web, amusingly, office' work came to a standstill. Software Engineers can do zero work in the such a situation. We went on a team lunch, and played some team building games out in the open. This rejuvenated the child in all of us. We also got to see the sunset after a long time. We enjoyed and laughed and almost forgot that the virtual world of internet and social networking. No email popped up and no chats with fake smileys came in that day.  This should originally have been termed as "staying connected".

10:00 PM

Sitting idle, I pondered over how long the day was a fun filled day. And then I realized that it has been months since I spoke to some of my distant close friends. Thanks to Internet that kept us updated to such an extent that we didn't get a chance to hear each other's voices. It was the day when I made phone calls to all of them. All our college time memories were refreshed by then.

11:00 PM

Ideally this is the time for me to stick on the bed with mobile and typing on Whatsapp. But this time, carrying no regrets of the absence of it, I went towards my bookshelf, smelling the fragrance of what we call as unused books- my novels and journals. I chose one of my long pending novels, read it for sometime and went to bed with a smile on the face cherishing the lovely thoughts of the day.

6:00 AM

I was in the lap of a stress-free, quiescent sleep and a few minutes after that the alarm on my cell phone rang and I learnt that all this was a dream. Yes, this was a dream and the world's Internet is intact! :)

Thinking about life without Internet may seem like a nightmare for almost all, but this dream woke me up with a feeling that there's a lot in life than technology and that Internet is a black, frivolous hole that sucks away time in huge, horrible chunks.
Night walk with your close ones on the streets is more pacifying than travelling across the planet on Google Earth.

The euphoria of watching the radiant sunset with a loved one on an evening is better than blindly liking pictures of those who are merely "online friends".

Every untweeted observation of daily life is more sacred than retweeting the tweets that in no way correspond to your reality.

Find sometime to recharge yourself, not just your gadgets.


Sunday 11 May 2014

मेरी माँ

कितनी भोली कितनी प्यारी है मेरी माँ,
मुझको हर पल मीठी डांट लगाती है मेरी माँ,
मुझको जीने का ढंग सिखाती है मेरी माँ,
मुझको चोट लगे तो ख़ुद दुःख पाती है मेरी माँ,

ऊपर जिसका अंत नहीं, उसे कहते हैं आसमां,
जहान में जिसका अंत नहीं, उसे कहते हैं माँ,
उनकी ममता कि छाओं में,
जाने कब खड़ी हुई मैं अपने पांव पे,

नींद अपनी भूला कर सुलाया जिसने,
आँसू अपने गिरा कर हंसाया जिसने,
इतना दुलार कहाँ से लाती हैं मेरी माँ,
कितनी भोली कितनी प्यारी है मेरी माँ


Tuesday 6 May 2014

There is only one difference between dream and aim.  Dream requires effortless sleep and aim requires sleepless efforts.
Sleep for dream and Wake Up for aim.

Monday 5 May 2014

Wednesday 23 April 2014

Pie in the sky

Its a state of mind,
It certainly may pass by,
If the destiny is kind,
It definitely may last without a shy,

In the gleaming moonlight,
Seldom does the thought haunt by,
In me lies the limit,
Claims the sky high


Monday 21 April 2014

They say, "If it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, looks like a duck, it must be a duck.”

Thursday 17 April 2014

People and us - Live and Let Live

*Frustration - No offenses intended*

A special thanks to all those who kept inspiring me to write such post.

They are more worried of our lives then we and our parents are! So nice of them.. Ain't they?....

It all started when we were born.

When we were toddlers, they used to ask our parents- "Which school are you getting your child admitted to?" Suggestions and concerns varying from private to public school, Hindi to English medium, co-ed or non co-ed, far or near, high budget to low budget etc.

We got into a good English medium, co-ed, CBSE school. It all went smooth until we turned 10.

Now these worrisome people now say- "co-education! are you sure you want your kids to stay in there? You know what these girls and boys studying together means? Your child would slip out of your hand? Don't delay, change the school....." Later, someone with a softer heart comes to your rescue and you are fortunate enough to stay in the same school.

Class 10th, they again enter our lives saying- "Which subject are you opting for? Make sure you opt for xyz subject. Don't choose the harder stream. After all, we are born to enjoy our lives, not to dive into books and have spectacles for the rest of our lives! Make sure to do what everyone else does, and not dare to walk the road not taken"

Anyway, we chose what we found right, and moved ahead.

They are restless and enter again in an year or two saying - "Which college..? Same city....? That college isn't good and blah blah."

We somehow succeed in shutting their mouths with cello tapes for some while and get into a suitable college.

But I tell you, they are too anxious, indeed. They dived again and said - "Didn't you get placement as yet? Poor you, your college may not be able to get you a reputed job. Do this XYZ course and you shall be selected... blah blah.... " A hell lot of advice for free.

Eventually, we bagged decent placements. Now they have a bunch of more advice about whether we should stay in our home town or go out for job.

In the meantime, they worry about how we commute, do we come home late or early, hanging out with friends of opposite gender, have an affair with that close friend, expert in household chores or not, salary package, next appraisal date, promotion! These so-called concerns would chase us till the end of the planet.

Somehow, we were spared alive out of all this and learning to breathe air of freedom. Alas! It was our misconception. Now they were worried of us getting married ASAP, along with bombardment of suggestions about the kind of spouse, city, family, love/arranged marriage, working after marriage, examples of cousins and friends of our age who are married by now. In all, they say its time to settle now and quit chasing your dreams.

To our astonishment, they would never stop peeping into our lives even now. An year after marriage, they would keep asking about the so-called "khush-khabri" (good news), followed by the scope of another "khush-khabri" later.

And the vicious cycle begins from the top again.

I wonder, they should take rest at some point of time, and let us take a sigh of relief too.