When i look back

 This Semar tree was standing at that time also,

When I was just five years old,

And my grandma used to ask that,

How those small red flowers are looking?

Last year I could see them clearly,

Now seems my eyes has become older,

And tell me more about its leaves,

These old eyes are unable see its eternal beauty,

 Every morning I used to copy cuckoo’s chirpings,

The more I used to create the sound of CUOOOOOOO,

The more cuckoo was teased,

And I did keep on making this sound,

Until cuckoo used to fed up with my mischievousness,

After that my silent face without having any regrets,

Was always a bitter surprise for my grandma?

Now you are happy anu?? Cuckoo has stopped chirping.

And like always I had a very innocent answer for this,

Oh grandma she has become tired now and has gone to take her breakfast,

Will come back soon and then we shall start again,

You tell me are you capable enough to see those magnificent flowers,

Or today your eyes have become older than yesterday?

And my fervency eyes had nothing to worry about,

Still this Semar is standing at its own place where it was then,

 Today again red flowers are strewing their smile on Semar.

But numerous things has been changed now,

My grandma is not with me to ask about these flowers,

And those cuckoos  also don’t sing their melodious song.

Looks like they have also become reserved like we humans..

Having immeasurable thoughts in the foothills of my heart,

I really miss those moments and specially that cuckoo..

Noble Blood IS Bloody

The temperature was 47 degree centigrade   .huff!!!!!!  Hot season of north India always bring forth more irritation when power cuts. It was an unbearable hot which forced me to go upside on the roof. I gazed at the clock it was 12:30 am in the night. Of course the peak point of midnight. I took a mat and a pillow with me and lay down over mat. My eyes were staring at those stars; those stars were really looking so beautiful. One moon and a number of stars seemed me as stars were twinkling for the moon only and were looking listlessly at moon. I was trying to sleep but sleepiness was so far from my eyes. I was thinking and gazing at those stars which were smiling and had no tensions or worries.

 

Suddenly I heard a voice of crying. That sound was full of pain. It was the voice of a lady who was shouting because her husband was beating her harshly. I couldn’t hear that voice more than 10 minutes. After a few minutes everything looked normal. Number of thoughts were pepping out into my mind. In that hustle bustle of thoughts when I went into the lap of slumber I don’t remember.

It was a splendid morning when I woke up. Sun was shining, little birds were singing. But something happened wrong which I did not know. I peeped outside and I saw a huge crowd of people those were busy in whispering .

Gupta ji to varmaji, “are bhai sahib hume to pahlin hi malum tha yahi hona hai.

Are ladki sundar nahi thi.ladka mba hai kaise kisi seedhi sadhi sadharan se nain naksh wali ladki ko pasand karega. Ye bat to lalaji ko shadi karne se pahle sochna chaiye tha.”

Verma ji, “sahi kar rahe ho gupta ji.lekin isme us bechari ladki ka kya dosh vo to dukhiya apna ghar baar sab kuch chhod chhad k aayi thi.”

Mrs. khanna , “oh yes you right Verma ji. I have heard these people have already given 10 lackhs rupees to the police. Now no police will come to arrest these social criminals. This boy is safe. And you see soon he will get marry with another beautiful girl.”

 I realized the sound which I heard in the night was the sound of that girl who was killed by her own husband, just because her lifestyle was simple and she was so simple and could not maintain the mark of style which her husband wanted from her. Now her own husband who promised to save her will bear down all the matter of her murder case. This murder case will be written an incident such like “she was working in kitchen and got fired during cooking food by a stove or something like this.”

 

I was standing at the gate of my house, what could I do? I also became the part of that crowd and started gossiping.

 

 

 

 

 

 

"एक पंछी को उड़ते देखा था!"

एक पंछी को उड़ते देखा था,

उसके पंखों  की,

फडफडाहट की आवाज को और तेज होते देखा था!

आकाश की ओर

उसकी चोंच को उठते देखा था,

उन गोल गोल डबडबाती आखों को,

सूरज की ओर ताकते देखा था!

एक पंछी को उड़ते देखा था,

एक सूखे से पेड़ की डाल पे,

उसको कुछ समय के  लिए आराम करते देखा था!

उसकी भोजन जुटाने की,

जद्दोजहत को देखा था,

एक एक तिनका करके,

घर को बसाने  के  प्रण को देखा था!

एक पंछी को उड़ते देखा था!

छत पे फैले थोड़े से पानी से  ,

उस छोटी सी चोंच से गले को  तर होते देखा था!

वही उसकी आखों में तैरता,

मानव जाति का डर भी देखा था,

प्राणों के पखेरू उड़ने का भय,

मैंने उन आखों में स्वयं  देखा था!

एक पंछी को उड़ते देखा था!

आकाश की दसों  दिशाओं को,

एक एक करके अन्त तक  मापते  हुए देखा था!

  

अपने लिए एक सुरक्षित  ,

दिशा को तलासते देखा था,

हम मानव रूपी राक्षश से उसे ,

बहुत दूर जाते देखा था! 

एक पंछी को उड़ते देखा था!

रास्ते में अड़े बादलों को अपने,

पंखों के आगाज से चीरते हुए राह बनाते देखा था!

Poonam Pnadey VS Nudity

यत्र नारी पूज्यन्ते तत्र देवता रमन्ते !

"A place where  a woman is respected there is the residence of divinity."

Incredible India very well known for its rich culture. Since an ancient time we are giving examples about our liberal culture. We ,the well cultured Indian are living in 35 states( including seven union territories states) and  speaking more than 22 languages, but we are known for our tradition and civilization. Here only we worship girls as Goddess.Ramayna says,

बसन   हीन नहीं सोह सुरारी !सब भूसन भूषित बर नारी!!

 means" A lady without clothes doesn't get glory even if she is wearing very precious and beautiful ornaments.All those ornaments are useless without clothes."

Indain women are known for their simplicity and bashfulness.Shyness is their real ornament. In each and every phase of our life we find her with us in various forms whether in the form of our mother,sister daughter or wife. She is the one who gives us strength and assures to be there with us in the various storms of  life cycle.

  But the second side of the coin says something else. Poonam Pandey ,a 20 years old model announced that if Indian players become successful to bring  the cricket world cup then she will become naked in front of the whole cricket team. Girls like Poonam Pandey just for getting publicity expose themselves. For them nudity is kinda weapon to get success money and publicity. So many directors of reality shows are very keen to broadcast her in their shows. Her manager says she did everything for the encouragement of Indian team players. Does being nude either in stadium or in dressing room could encourage Indian team players ?Are the Indian team players full of female lust so they will play good just for watching a nude girl in front of their greedy eyes. Its not only about one Poonam, their are many Poonam in our country like Raakhi sawant and many other. The question is this upto when it is okay to expose themselves crossing all the limits of vulgarity and nudity.Is an Indian lady this much constrained now a days that she needs to use such type of double dealings. Has she lost her grace of being capable to stand in the era of self respect????????? what say?

aNd tHeN

The pictures and song are taken from google.
Google pics are very helpful.One thanx to Google.
hope you would like my effort ........


Emotions of love are just like small droplets,
These droplets always shine and refresh our hearts,
After having a look of such beautiful droplets these eyes start blinking,
No matter our beloved is with us or so far,
This heart keeps on loving and sings only one song,
Having so many desires,wishes,blessings profoundly,
 It keeps on looking at you............

Cheers

                            You know I see many,

                                    Who are sad,

                      Whom sensible reasons vary,            

                           Lingering in being blessed.

                      Some sing their sad serenade,

                         Or few love a serene mode,

                          Some are full of insane,

              And few are reconstituting their bygone.

            One common thing which everyone is having,

                     A sweet and the most sensible heart,

         This keeps on singing in various lives’s swaying,

         The song may be the most melodious or full of tart.

                      Passing from the various phases,

                         No matter if you get fail,

              Keep on dancing even in mournful rain,

     And one day you will be free from your entire wail.

     So do cheers for those moments which are ready to welcome,

Stop thinking about the moments that filled your eyes full of tears,

       Do cheers for the one who will love to stand behind you,

                         In each good and bad instant,

            Do cheers for the upcoming cherishing moments

                          Which are waiting next to you,

    Don’t think that the happiest moments will arrive to you,

       Do create your own moments and fill your life with the colors of joy

Calendar

12^th January the day we met,

30^th January you declared us as best friends,

8^th February we went apart,

Still this calendar is at its same place,

Unable to utter but says a lot,

All ups and down are noted here,

I don’t get the answer,

How two friends who respected each other,

Went apart without having any regrets,

Today March 18, 2011 tells something more,

The relation has become bitterer,

But this calendar is still at its own place,

We shall meet but will have just a formal hello,

Full of affectations in our hearts,

We shall greet just to show others,

But this calendar would become 

the witness of each and every moment.

We promise a lot but do very little,

May be I am wrong and you are right,

But why does separation seem only a single solution?

Why does everything look so good in the beginning?

As passing with time we come across the reality,

Let's see what happens tomorrow

 You call me a bitch or I address you a dog?

The  good or bad incidents which are going to be happen,

 Would be mention in the history of this calendar……..

while passing through the same road

While passing through the same road,

It was again the same destination to reach,

But today this road is looking broader,

May be before this I didn’t notice this precedence.

My mind and my heart can’t resist thinking,

These trees, this river and this footpath are still at their own place,

But something was not okay which was lamenting,

Looked as the atmosphere is awarded by malisons and was full of cries,

These refugee people seem as they are living on some another planet,

Fully unaware about the outside world they look satisfied in their small tents cum houses,

Oh God! Why today I am also not as carefree as these people are,

Why my thoughts are tantalizing my heart tardily…..

While passing through the same  road,

I am thinking about this city  where I born,

Today the same tree which I am seeing from my childhood is teasing me,

 Each and everything was asking to conquer the same peace and harmony.

While counting these white strips on the road,

I was memorizing all those friends to them when I talked I don’t remember,

This life also seems like this road which is also for moving forward continuously,

 Tomorrow again I will be passing through this road but my thoughts will be differ,

And my mind will be busy in thinking about something else ………………………….

"happiness"

Happiness

You are lonely. No one is there to take care about you. No one is there to talk to you. You don’t have anyone with whom you can say what you feel deep inside. The more you suppress your feelings the more you feel bound.” Somewhere I read the panic is the panic of panic.” You are just sitting alone in the dark room full of darkness. You are unable to see even your own shadow. This room is filled with the smoke. You are feeling suffocated. You are unable to take breath easily. You are forced to sit in this room from the last so many days. Even you have forgotten that how your real face has been changed. You don’t know how you look with your grown up beard; you haven’t combed your hair from the last so many days. You haven’t cut your nails. You have been changed in a monster who loves sucking the blood of humans. But a deep inside you have tried a lot to keep your innersole alive.  You are bound with numerous shackles. You are bound with shackles of dishonesty; you are bound with the shackles of falsehood. You try beautifying your face by cleaning it with help of the water of ewer which is the converted form of the falsification. No matter you wished only expedient to be happen. You neglected your magnificent present in the remembrances of splendid future. Someone cried and cried but you didn’t wish to give him back happiness as a remedy.  And you complain people blame you. And you are unhappy.

 whyyyyyyyyyyy?                                       

Uhhhhhhh too much philosophical isn’t.                    

 a number of days. I was not getting peace. My happiness depends upon my mood. The reason is I am a very moody person having an eccentric mind. I tried and tried staying happy but I was failed to remain.

Now let’s talk as a layman. What is happiness? This was the question which was sticking my mind from so many days.the reason behind it is that we dont wish to accept  ourselves as really we are. Believe me it’s a very tough task to accept ourselves as actually we are. And the other reason of being unhappy I think is we don’t try accepting others as they truly are.

What is happiness? When we feel light hearted?                                       

Today I was reading an invitation card of my friend’s marriage. How amazing the girl who played with me, we used to quarrel, I remember those gossips which we did and we studied with each other. And now she is going to marry someone. You may raise the question she is going to marry, nothing wrong then why I am talking like this. For me it’s looking as she is going to ruin her life. For her the meaning of happiness may be her innocent dreams which she would we watching for her blessed future. The girl who was just a child has grown up like a full moon and going to spread the happiness in someone’s life.

***For a beloved happiness means if her lover says truly I love you. When he shows her how much she meant in his life. How sweet it will look when he says I love you rubbing their noses and kissing her twinkling eyes while sitting inside a quilt.

*** For a girl like me happiness means to have a well established life and career. Achieving those goals which she has set to accomplish in her life is the most important task. Happiness is all about fulfilling the dreams of her parents. Or writing her heart truly also makes her so happy.

**** For a small child happiness means his toys. Playing games outside with some other children, for him happiness lies in eating ice-cream. Crying for having a particular thing, and when the cherub child gets what he wants he finds himself on the seventh heaven. Having marbles more than his friends makes him feel proud.

**** For parents happiness is all about fulfilling the desires of their children. When we saw a flower it looks as the flower nodding at us, and brings a charming smile on our faces. The Same parents feel happy when they see their own flowers nodding at them and fulfill their heart with amusement.

***** ““But the real happiness is all above this all. Happiness is all about living your present fully without having worries of your future or past, without wasting even a moment. When we eat our favorite dish we enjoy eating each and every bite, even a drunkard also enjoy drinking each drop of alcohol. Then why don’t we enjoy the most precious life given by god. Why we forget to live our present in the tension of future? And we forget to cherish those moments which we shall never ever have again in our life.””******

·         Hathon ki lakeero ko yu hi na kosna,

·         Ye jingdagi mili hai jagmagane ko jaise moti,

·         Aata nahi sabko hasna or hasana,

·         Chalte chalenge unko b hasate jinki aatma hai roti.

“Decorate your life as a Christmas tree. Put the flowers in this tree so high which no one can have the courage to pluck. So firm in our own believes even a number of rocks of obstacle will not dare to bring away your cherishing smile” 

Keep smilingJJ

What does happiness means to you?

often

Often I ask this question stunning,

Why I am not worthy for those who are cunning,

May be I don’t know how to make them pleasing,

The cause I lack in having intimate associating,

To make friends, is this necessary to do buttering?

Often I ask this question stunning……..

Sometimes I miss having a best friend in my life,

With whom I could make all my moments revive,

No matter a girl or a boy, could sing the narration song quite,

Shall I have a companion who comes silently and smile?

Often I ask this question stunning……

I dream formerly my best friend coming towards me,

Says open your eyes, come out 
from your dreams and look at me,

Utters, so far from here cuckoo is composing a sweet poem just for you,

Having the grasp of my hand shows the showering drops of rain look alike sweet due,

Often I ask this question stunning……….

 

Does this really happen in this practical world ?

Or the milk of my fancies will convert into curd,

Am I just a worthless character of this world story?

No I have different visions; I am not just for making others happy,

Often I ask this question stunning………………….