kisi kee zindagi ka saar

aaj kuch log mere ghar aaye the
do ne mukhaute pahne the
aur baaki do ne chaashni zabaan par chipkayi thee
charon kee jebon se kuch nikla pad raha tha

maine thoda jhuk kar dekha, thoda mudi bhee
shayad laal rang ke rumaal the
ek kursi khaali padi thee, khidki ke neeche
us par baith main unhe dekhne lagi

sabki nazarein poore kamre me daud rahee thee
aisa maloom padta tha jaise main bhee uska hissa hoon
ek ne meri aankhon mein dekha aur nazrein neechi kar lee
baaki teen use sakhti se dekhne lage

main saham gayi.mausam kuch badla sa lagne laga tha
maine unse poocha, "bahot door se aayein hain..?"
Wo shoonya me niharte rahe
maine socha shayad suna na ho, to maine phir dohraya

unme se ek utha, aur darwaze ke bahar kadam rakh diya
doosre ne kaha, "main bhee chalta hoon"
teesra muskaraya, aur daudte hue seedhiyon se utarta gaya
chautha kuch der baitha raha aur phir chal diya

maine dekha mez par wo laal rumaal rakhe huein hain
"bhool gaye shaayad", kahkar main unki oar badh gayi
ek mein anh ke tukde the, doosre mein matmailee see lalak
teesre mein raakh thee, shayad kisi rishtey kee

Chauthe ko kholne ka man nahin kiya
Kisi ne apni zindagi ka saar meri mez par bicha chhoda tha

Sukoon

Khidkiyon ke sheeshe ke paar
Bauchaaron ke beech
Tharrate patton ke galiyaaron mein
Mera koi ehsaas simta baitha hai

Hawa ke rukh se behaal
Raaston kee geeli fislan par ladkhadata
Chal chal kar rukta wo ehsaas
Ab kuch samajh me aaya hai

Kisi yaad ko pakadkar
Kal ke kalpurzon se nikal
Aaj kee safed chaadar odh
Phir koi saamne aayaa hai

Feeki see muskaan shuru hui hai
Hothon se nikal
Aankhon kee palokon se chipak
Us ehsaas se jaa mili hai

Is chhat kee munder par bahot baar aayi hoon
Bikhree hui rahti thi humesha
Aaj ek tinka nahin hai
Wo bhi sukoon mein lagti hai

kuch adhoora sa...

kuch ruka sa hai
fansa hai kahin
dhuan saa,dhund sa
thama hai kahin

talaash kar rahi hoon
andhera hai,nami bhi
tatolti hoon kuch khaas
milta hai fisalta bhi

ab sochti hoon ruk jaun
shayad thak gayi hoon.

A walk in the rain

Its strange how when you think of writing about something-you don’t know where to start and when you do you can’t stop. As a friend interestingly pointed out-I start speaking in the second person the moment am intending to criticize myself and it even goes to a third person when the criticism is severe like for instance-they all are like that-the people of the world…blah blah.Works when you want to shift the guilt...eh? (There I go again!)

So coming back to where I started-this happened on a late morning, couple of days ago. On a day when a particular news channel-“India V.T” or was it “Kal Aaj Aur Kal” was announcing that the city was to go down the drains (literally, possible and believable) with videos marked “files” showing waves lashing out of some sea. On another channel, a hassled looking guy with a hooded jacket was standing besides a Tata Sumo with 4 guys on top of it. He was saying- “Jaisa ki aap dekh sakhte ek baar phir Mumbai hui behaal..Aaiye jaane iska aankhon dekha haal”. (Man! this guy was good at rhyming!) “Hum khade hain Mumbai ke ek vyasta ilaake me jahan log fanse hue hain...wo jahan ban pad raha hai...Apni zindagi ke liye latke hue hai.” The camera just then zoomed on a passerby busy happily talking on the cell phone followed by a voice-“gaadivar focus kara “(Roughly translated to – focus on the car) ” and the camera zoomed in where it was to be meant to in the first instance. Before the man could finish elaborating on the inconveniences of subjecting one’s butt to the roof of a vehicle (pardon my language-or is it unwarranted till I use its synonym..a certain a**?) –I swiched off the I-Box (The ‘I’ does not stand for Internet). I looked outside the window. It was drizzling and decided to take a walk in the rain.

As I came near the gate of my building the watchman called out (should he be called watch-person keeping in mind the gender equality trend in line with the likes of chairperson, etc?).”Maidum - aaj haiee taid hai haiee taid-aaj duniya khatam hone waali hai”.As I looked at him nonchalantly patting the tobacco leaves and baring his beetle leaf stained teeth-I was surprised by the unremarkable impact of doomsday on this guy. He might as well have said – “Maidum aaj doodh waala nai aayegaa”

As I tugged my jacket closer and walked on the road, I saw the shutters of “Siddhivinayak” drawn up and sacks of grains being pulled out to display. Heard Raoji – the store owner call out – “Walk pe niklaa hai kya...bain-staind pe khoopach public hai…aap bi jao..Chutti hai…he he”. I smiled at him and continued walking. A couple of rickshawaalahs were gathered at a tea stall. One said-“aaj suboo se hee carter pe ricksaa lagaya.Do ghante ke andar paanch sau...khaali idhar se udhar...he he”. So Doomsday Tourism was turning out to be quite profitable for some people. There were some BMC vehicles marked on the roadside apparently in anticipation of the calamity. Prolonged periods of sleep curled up on a seat is said to induce high levels of action orientation or so I thought looking at our “rakshaks” enjoying their late morning siesta.

The rain had stopped. The sun was shining with determination against all odds as if to disprove the media and weather bureau speculation of its performance. I smiled hearing a passerby on a by-cycle singing, “Dhaga li laagli kadaa paani them padaa...”

And I walked back home

What I Want

I would love to know what I want
For what I need has been made clear, aplenty

I would love to know
That which will bring joy to my heart
And start a smile on my lips

I would love to know
That which I want to hold on to forever
And know that I will never let go of

I would love to know
That which I will know to be right
And have my conscience in agreement

I would love to know
The state that defines happiness for me
The being I will want to call my companion
The act that brings me peace

Will I ever know?

u do friendship with me?

Orkut is an odd and mysterious creature. To some, the social networking giant is a way to keep in touch with whats going on and having everyone you know at your fingertips. Well, the Internet is a creature in of it's own and when it is combined in a melting pot with your social life there are bound to be horrible consequences.

Here is a guide to aid you in friend selection to make your life easier:

1) U do friendship with me

I am almost tempted to reply - Sure..will ya plz tell how on earth do i "do" frienship--is it like "doing" drugs..or "doing" u know what!!!!.But its prudent to stop just in time cuz any activity on your part (at times rejection of the freind request or ignorance of it is also percieved as an activity)will instigates him/her(usually him) further..

Variants of this kind - "Cute(or whatever) name(or whatever)-u my friend?","tumhara chehra dekha to laga..(some such bullshit shaayari)",etc


2) the girl from school that gave you a hard time.

I always add these because it makes me feel better when you find a picture where they're much heavier than before. Jack pot if they've given birth four times within the last five years, married their childhood sweet heart promptly followed by divorce, or still work at mcdonalds 10 years later.


Life is so cruel sometimes.


3) the guy you've never met but share 115 friends in common.

You are dead positive that you've never met them before but it seems that, according to the laws of the universe, you should have met a billion times and have become best buddies. He's adding you because he has heard about you through cute anecdotes from friends and after having your name repeated and drilled into his brains he is sure that you've met and are kindred spirits. Don't add him until you meet him, don't perpetuate the lie that you're actually friends because every time you see an update from this guy you'll have the momentary "Wait, who the hell is that... oh right, that guy" moment followed by guilt for tainting your friend's list.

4) The "Hey, you look hot" creepy, old man.

If you look through his friends list, every person on his list either shows a bit too much cleavage in their photos or are just down right camera whores. Usually, the perp is at least 20-30 years older than everyone on his list and most of his scraps consists of "who the hell is this?" and "HOW DID YOU FIND OUT WHERE I LIVE?". You shouldn't add him, he just needs to have some one tell him that some porn site is a free service that can scratch that itch in a way that orkut cannot.


Orkut: A great way to meet people that are registered sex offenders.

5) The bleeding heart.

She's a girl you've met once during a save the (insert your favorite cause) meet..that you weren't really attending, you just needed to get to the other side to get a vada pav. This is the girl that you don't think twice about adding as a friend because you think "What's the harm?" WELL, what you should have known is that orkut isn't just a social network site for her but is really a way to let every one know about every cause known to man in the form of group invites. It will become obvious when you log in and have 13 invites to random causes ranging from "Save the fly" to, but not limited to, "Stop the gross mistreatment of grass in Dombivli".


PETA! You should be ashamed!

6) Your relative

Yeah..Blood is thicker than (insert your favorite liquid) ..but the breed is not worth the add because they will expose you to every relative ever related to you by whichever thin decaying irritating vein of the family tree branch!


7) Your boyfriend's ex-girlfriend

Is she kidding? ... yes, she must be... ummmm, is she planning to destroy you via the internet? You can't afford to not add this person because if you don't then the gossip will fly and you'll appear as the jealous, crazy bitch. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer