यात्रा

तरस ना खाओ ऐ दुनिया मुझपे, हौंसला मेरा अभी बुलंद है,
नाव जो सागर की मौजों से टकराए , हिलता उसका परचम है,
कभी उठे कभी छपाक सी गिर जाए वो ,कश्ती मेरी चलती जाए वो, नई दिशएं नए छोरों को तलाशती , अपने आप को जान गई वो,अपने मालिक को पहचान गई वो।

Khushi

Khushi....khusi main nahi ..Khushi Gam main hai...

Apne aap see fir mil jaana...us haseen sitam main hai...

Duniya ko Kya dikhayein hum apni khushiyon ki barat..

Humari Khushi, Dillon ki gehraiyon main utar Jane wale us Sanam see hai...

Ek Sher

Sulagti nigahon main,iradon ki bulandi tasavvur hoti hai

dahakti hawaon main , kaymat ki hukm-o-tameel zehen hoti hai...

andar ki apni aag ko aisay jala ja tu, in hawaon pe sawar,bulandiyon pe apna parcham lahra ja tu...

dekhenge log, duniya kuch bolegi.....jeetne ke baad shauhrat tere kadmon ko chumegi.

Adieus 2017 !!

It's been a good year , I spent this year in the US, the land of opportunities.  I've always wanted to break the barriers of self doubt and I'm so proud of choosing to publish few of my writings. Self love is what is most important.

Link to my book

I also discovered about the "pursuit of happyness" which is made by accomplishing small happiness, What I felt, when I gave undivided attention to my 3 year old niece, dropped/picked her to the school,attended her sports day and went to the park, to push the swing for her. It was nothing but true bliss.

Also, a very dear colleague passed away in an accident . Avinash was only 26 and had gone to the southernmost part of the world (a city called Ushuaia) during the thanksgiving weekend. He was extremely hardworking and knowledgeable, and his sudden demise, hit all of us like a bolt, reminding us that how vulnerable we are, and that our time is limited. We interacted almost daily , and shared a special camaraderie. I shall miss him. RIP Avinash.

Amidst , the love-hate relationship that we share with unknown dimensions of life, time and destiny, the year 2017, made me an optimist and a believer led by hope..

Random thoughts...

And it ended, as the way of all the worlds is. But , it wasn't an end, nothing ends, its a pause, short or long,Its the nature's way to give time to a being, so that he may realize, that one must struggle ,constantly to elevate our being to higher levels of conciousness.

The Toad and the sunshine

And it was dusk, lovers were bidding adieu, so was the sunshine, who with a heavy heart prepared to leave the toad by the darkness of the pool, where he lived, and waited for her throughout the night. And everyday, she would come, as the first morning light, illuminating his being and existence.

The toad and the twilight, the God's envied what they had, and one fine day they plotted an eclipse. The toad waited by the dark pool, and the sunshine knocked at the shadow like wild waves hitting the shore, by the time the gods showes their mercy it was too late, the toad died and the sunshine wept behind the clouds.....the gods were cursed for killing what was pure and what was more..

कल, एक मिथ्या

यह कल क्या अपने साथ लाएगा?
चिंता,विस्मयता, अनिश्चित्ता, सवालों के झुण्ड,और जवाबों के तार?
यह कल क्या अपने साथ लाएगा?
जीवन का एक नया मोड़ या हर दिन की एक नयी दौड़?
क्या हमारा काल,कल आएगा,या सफलता का एक झरोका कल द्वार खट खटायेगा ?
यह कल क्या अपने साथ लाएगा?
इस कल का मैं सत्कार करूँ,आशाओं से इंतज़ार करूँ |
क्या मैं कल मैं जीता हूँ ? और आज को मैं खोता हूँ?
कल से मेरी आस जुडी, जो आज न हो पाया उसकी प्यास जुडी
अपने कल को खुद बनाऊं ,ऐसा प्रभु मुझे वरदान मिले ,
हिम्मत से अपनी, कल की फसलें लेहराऊं, किस्मत को मेरी ऐसा दान मिले|

The Boomerang

And then darkness gloomed around, it came to him as a familiar friend, who loved bullying him as a child, when he was ready to surrender to that innocent moment of joy.

It smiled to him with the viciousness with which, destiny gives hope to a drowning soul and gently draws every breath from him,

And then darkness came to him….

Like a sinking feeling of a broken heart, trying to escape rejection

It brooded all over and inside him, in his very thoughts.

There was fear, there was doubt, there was anger wanting to shout out loud.

In the deepest moments of agony and moan, he was full of shame, despair and all alone.

A tiny light twinkled deep inside, breaking the pitch black, challenging the darkness like morning twilight

“I’m not afraid” yelled that glimmer of hope, flushing the pessimism with sonorous roar.

There was a flash, across the sky illuminating the world with endless possibilities for a moment, echoing the magnanimity of what human will can achieve, reminding us, that hope is a blessing and that darkness is just absence of light.

It was the boomerang , returning to the master!!

When gravity came to me

It trickled down through the failures, like a small stream across the face of the rock...
It gently knocked at the doors of my conscience like a gift coming ,from far off shores.
The world hustled around me , and I had it in me to see it through....
When through the fog and mist of life, gravity came to me.
There is no shit to respond, no opinion to entertain.
Close all doors behind you and dive into yourself, my friend.
This gravity pulls me away from the illusion,and myth of the world,to respond.
All set to follow my heart , its time to put your dancing shoes on.