Irony

It was her suitcase, the peculiar purple, with a hand made patchwork. It had to be hers. Saksham eyed the pretty suitcase on conveyor belt at delhi airport. 13 years have passed since he last saw Varsha. Suddenly two young hands picked up the bag. He was mistaken.
Kriti dropped the suitcase and hugged Varsha,as Varsha tried to wipe the tears and focus on her daughters chatter. She was sure it was Saksham.

Adhure khwab.

अधूरे ख्वाब दवा है

अधूरे ख्वाब यानि की
अभी चलना बहोत बाकि
नींद गर टूटी
आंख मल पानी मार चेहरे पे
ख्वाब हकीक़त करने के लिए
किस्मत ने खाई दी
मेहनत लगेगी भरने के लिए

कुछ अधूरे ख्वाब रहे
ये अच्छा है
नीरस जिंदगी न हो जाए
हम धार में न बहे
लड़े थोडा स्वार्थी रहे
जब ख्वाब पुरे हो
नए ख्वाब ठान ले

चहकती रहे जिंदगी
अधूरे ख्वाब दवा है
महकती रहे जिंदगी
रुक जाएंगे तो ठंडे पड़ेंगे
सडन हो जाएगी
ख्वाब लालच रहे
बहकती रहे जिंदगी

हाँ मानता हूँ
ख्वाब अधूरे दर्द देते हैं
कभी आँखों को नींद नहीं
दिल में करार नहीं
पर कुछ ख्वाब अधूरे से
मुझे ले आये है
यहाँ हौसला बन के

जब भी अधूरापन खटका
मै दौड़ा पीछे पीछे
पूरा करने के लिए
ख्वाब पुरे हुए
जिंदगी बिना ख्वाबो के
ये आंखे भी क्या करे
चल नए ख्वाब गढ़ ले

मै कुम्हार, ख्वाब मेरे कच्ची माटी घड़े
गर आज सारे भट्टियो में झोक के
सब के सब पुरे हुए
कल न माटी रहे चक्का घुमे
मै क्या करूँगा बोलिए
घड़े नए गढे
बेहतर कुछ ख्वाब कच्चे रहे

Shashi prakash saini.

This is a guest post done by none other than shashi prakash saini who has already proved his mettle in poetry with his e book saamarthya. He needs no introduction. I cant thank him enough for doing this guest post for me. I discovered him through Blog a ton and I have been a fan since then.

Of memories, moments and memoirs..

While we are breathing our lives through the monotony of our daily routine,we forget that it is nothing but an assortment of varied moments. Moments which we might remember for the rest of our lives or moments we try our best to erase from our memory. Whatever the case might be, that moment doesnt lose its importance. It hovers above us like a giant nimbus. It bathes all our senses in an earthy shower. What we do not realize is the fact that moment is transient, its gonna perish like every other thing. However hard we might try we can not hold on to that moment, its not humanly possible, and we let go of that moment. May be we fight tooth and nail to hold on that final straw but eventually we let go of that. It had to pass on, it did. That moment might be the biggest event of our life but it goes...

We assume that change is a gradual process when in reality change occurs suddenly, fast enough to suck air out of our lungs, and leave us breathless. We might try our best to brace ourself against the change but it is never enough to protect us against the impact. The hardest to deal with are the changes associated with loss.

Memories have played a tricky game ever since man started making memories..They make us happy when we are sad and urge us to cry when we should be smiling ear to ear. They hold our past together, they make impossible possible for us. Yet they remain underestimated when it comes to our commercial world. True that it is tough thriving only on our memories, specially when we are going through a personal loss but somehow they create the cocoon warm enough to shield us from the chilling reality. They have an unbelievably wide range. An innocent get together to wish good luck to a friends college life, which was the first moment a young girl realized she was in love. Four girls sitting rooftop on their hostel discussing and planning future with utmost seriousness when in reality they were just 20 something,young enough to plan a whole future on a whim. Memories never perish, and that is the difference between moments and memories..memories stay, rooted in the deepest layer of our soul and they find the most unfortunate time to bubble up to the surface and by Joe when they do,they knock us bad. The ones where we did something with spirit of life stand out erect. Memories never decay..

Memoirs are the binding forces between moments and memories..again sometimes its all we are left to hold on to. The testing times start when we are faced with a dilemma to get rid of those moments, memories and memoirs. Only if it were that easy to get rid of, we would have become God...:)

I read somewhere that world of pretend is not a warm cocoon but a hard bed, still most of us infact a vast majority of the world ignorantly survives in that world. If only the moments stayed and memories perished....

We Chat!!

I am nervous, a bundle of super excited nerves, anticipation bubbling and brewing on top of my mind . Today is 'the day' I had been waiting for a long time. Today I shall get all my answers and the ultimate secret of life. I have to finish my shift or I would be the last one to join.

When I saw the advertisement , I did not not believe the possibilities, but here I am ready to have a tete-a-tete with all these biggies. Whats the use of technology if you cant attempt the impossible. It took me 3 weeks to decide the 5 personalities with whom I wanted to "connect". Today I will have my own private 20 questions with them. May be now you can share my excitement.

As soon as I reached home I was faced with dilemma of what to wear, considering the grandeur of my guests today I could not be seen in a drab jeans, t-shirt. And to top that one of the guest has been my crush since eternity. Before I could make myself presentable my phone started whirring crazy.

GOD-Kiddo you cant be late when you decide to have a chat with me. I have work to do, now dont sit on your lazy ass and come here.

ME-Arent you supposed to be all gentle, calm and patient.

GOD- Aah!! another moronic assumption about me. You seriously think I could manage this chaotic hell of a world by being patient or calm. You see this Macbook Air, I have purchased it recently to organize my chores. Pretty mean machine this is!!

ME- You purchased it?? You could have snapped your fingers and got it for free..is'nt that how it happens.

SHAHRUKH KHAN- Dont worry senorita, bade bade deshon me aisi choti choti baatein hoti rehti hai...

ME-Oh my god, you are actually here, and this is so cool , you seem so close and real ...(I was blushing already and he could see me)

GOD-(rolling his eyes) Listen kiddos I dont have all day to listen to this Love-Guru so ratsy are you ready to shoot your queries..

ME- Sure, but all of them are not connected there are 2 more to follow..;

GOD- Okay, but then you guys have to smoke up the pot with me..

SHAHRUKH KHAN-  This is unexpected...It wont go well with my reputation..I have a daughter you see..she wont like it...

GOD-Stop with the hypocrisy you fool, dont tell me you have stopped smoking infront of her, coz seeing the promos of your Chennai Express I can only imagine the packs you have devoured.

MOTHER TERESA-Be faithful in small things , it is in them your strength lies.

ME- Aah!!  The person I was waiting for...

GOD- stop lying infront of me, You are forgetting I can read minds...You were waiting eagerly for SRK to turn up..(Rolls up a joint and takes a drag)

SHAHRUKH KHAN- I knew senorita , you were waiting for me, isnt it?? Kya karu ladkiyan aksar mujhe apna dil de baithti hain, hmmm.(magically the joint appears in his hands)

I was getting exasperated, I wanted to ask so many questions, so many ideas I had to discuss, and here they are discussing there own philosophies, getting baked like any thing. I wasnt expecting Mother Teresa to smoke, but she was the most enthusiastic smoking like a pro. May be God had something else in mind, may be he was just playing with me. But I still had hope, as the 4th person I had invited for this is Danielle Steele, may be she brings about a semblance to the party.


DANIEL STEELE- Ratsy, you realize that some people are not meant to stay in your life, they are just a fleeting moment in your life, now you may wanna hold on to that moment and get stuck in it, or you might wanna move on.

that was my moment of truth, this was something I had in my mind to discuss with her and God ofcourse. Then I looked at my screen, God was smirking behind the joint and the quirkiness of the moment had me smile too. He had read my mind and was answering my questions through other people.

ME- If you know what I want to ask each one of you, you might be knowing the 5th person I wanna chat with , but I have no inkling whether its possible or not.

SRK- agar dil se kisi cheez ko paane ki khwahish karo, to puri kaaynaat use tumse milaane ki koshish karegi.

DANIEL STEELE- Sometimes if you are not sure about something, you just have to jump down from the bridge and grow wings on your way down.

ME- Thats not the case with me, I guess I have passed the phase of wishing and hoping. Its about how to deal with the loss. The absence which is sharpening the feelings every second, the memories haunting...

MOTHER TERESA-I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.


GOD- Listen kiddo, I can tell you only one thing, I have seen it all, I have brought it all, I know you have had it tough, but I also know you have the strength and thats why the pain. You have never let me down, and if I wouldnt be stoned I wouldnt have told you this, but you are doing fine till date and will be alright.

SRK- I am supposed to be an expert on the topic you wanted to discuss, but let me tell you just one thing its difficult what you did. And you dont need to find happiness outside, just look for it in right places.

DANIEL STEELE-  If you can see the magic in a fairy tale, you can face the future.

MOTHER TERESA- child you are a reflection of god, (god rolled his eyes at that, and I caught him doing that) and you shall behave like him, be generous, be giving and you shall receive.

GOD- i wouldnt go as far as to compare you with me, but be brave, forget the past..stop worrying about the future and you will be alright..now take up the joint and attain nirvaana.

Now I couldnt refuse God his wish, so I smoked....and suddenly the whole gang appeared infront of me, SRK flirting with Mother Teresa, Daniel Steele chatting up With god as if they were long lost buddies, and then the 5th person I wanted to be a part of this conversation appeared...may be I was hallucinating, may be it was all my imagination, may be all of it was my imagination, but there he was..and all I wanted to do was ask just one question, where did I falter?? What was my fault?? I saw him mumbling something but it was inaudible.. he tried to hold my hand but was fading slowly, and then I saw GOD smiling a calm one. May be it is time to let go, may be its time to heal...the scars will be there but they will be a reminder of letting the expectations go and be happy..After ages I am feeling sleepy and I just want to close my eyes,..its time to sleep and dream new dreams...


The above post is a work of fiction and is written for We Chat We connect contest in association with Indiblogger.

बोल

जिन  जंजीरों ने जकड़ा था 

वो टूटना  बाक़ी है 

कतरा कतरा रोज  मरे हैं 

थोडा जीना बाकी है 

उन अरमानों से कह दो 

फिर फैला ले अपने पंख 

 कदम चाल अब बहुत चल लिए 

थोडा उड़ना बाकी है 

शब्द लिखे वो सुने नहीं थे 

बोल कहे वो पढ़े नहीं थे 

ग़ैरों  की अब बहुत सुन चुके 

थोडा कहना बाकी है 

कतरा  कतरा रोज मरे हैं 

थोडा जीना बाकी है 

Life happens!

Courage is not about having the strength to go on,its all about going on when you dont even have the strength. I read this when i was going through one of the worst phases of my life(and i seem to have made a habit of having worst phases every now and then.) and this has stuck with me ever since. i have had days when i gave up, i have had days  when i stood up, i have had days when i stumbled ,fell flat on my face but what i never did was give up,(though i was tempted to do It most of the time,but fate did not let me) i would be lying if i say im  again ready to take a challenge , im not. All i want to do is rest my  tired to the bone soul, put my head in your lap and sleep for the rest of my life dreaming the   dreams i always saw.. but life does give you lemons. Someone said to me once that the real emergencies are only if  your house is on fire, you are starving or you are dying. Well its none of these right now  but another kind of emergency the heart burning kind. I know  the wise man who told me about the real emergencies must be smirking  on reading this. I have gone beyond the point of really caring about else. Selfishness becomes your barrier and an effective one at that. I am not ready to give up,not yet. Just one more try even if takes every ounce of will power i have. One of the biggest misconception we feed our souls is that change is gradual, well its not. Its so sudden that it sucks the air out of our lungs, knock us on all fours. One day we are  alpha  while the next moment we Are surrendering our selves to the higher powers. I want to write, magical words, gleaming with emotions, but they dont come to me easily. I wont give up, not yet even if it means writing a blogpost about the leibster awards I received(trust me this was not emotional blackmail to get you to read my post but an honest confession.

Ritvik Gautam who writes at Casacio has been gracious enough to pass on the liebby as he calls it, Im sure you all know the rules of liebster. So here are the 11 questions Ritvik wants me to answer.

1.What does your name mean?

Well my Name was kept after goddess Rati.

2. What is your ideal holiday destination like and why?

On top of my mind is Greece island, dont ask me the reason why.

3.if you had a geanie and he could grant one wish what would be it and why?

Well its simple, i want to go back to 9th july 2011 and remain stuck in that day for ever.

4. What according to you is that one thing that could change the present situation of the country?

Again very simple,  make rajnikant the head of our country and deport the foreign rulers.

5. What is god to you?

The only light i see when rest of the people in my life have blown all my candles.

6. Before I die, I want to...

Simplicity is my middle name, try all the adventure sports in the world.

7. Blogger or wordpress?

Well im a self confessed tech-challenged person so blogger for me.

8. What would you like to be reborn as ?

Considering the amount of pampering my murphy is getting definitely murphy.

9.  One thing you wish you could just delete from your life.

Not thing, but person.

10. What would your alternate occupation be?

Without a doubt journalist.

11. Whats your honest opinion about my blog?

Well without being diplomatic ill tell you that i make it a point to read all your BAT entries and they are upto the mark. You are getting there.
 Rest of the rules i have already followed and you could read them here.