ਮੈਂ ਸ਼ਾਇਰ ਨਾਕਾਮ

ਮੈਂ ਸ਼ਾਇਰ ਬਣਨ ਦੀ ਕੋਸ਼ਿਸ਼ ਕੀਤੀ ਪਰ ਅਕ਼ਸਰ ਨਾਕਾਮ ਰਿਹਾ |

ਦੋ ਚਾਰ ਸਤਰਾਂ ਕੁ ਜੁੜੀਆਂ ਵੀ, ਤੇ ਕੁਝ ਲੋਕਾਂ ਨੇ ਪੜੀਆਂ ਵੀ,
ਸ਼ਾਇਦ ਚੰਗਾ ਲਿਖ ਲੈਂਦਾ ਹਾਂ, ਕੁਝ ਦਿਨ ਇਹ ਚਰਚਾ ਆਮ ਰਿਹਾ |

ਕੁਝ ਕਹਿੰਦੇ ਸੋਚ ਹਵਾਈ ਏ, ਕਖ ਜੋਗੇ ਵੀ ਅਕ੍ਖਰ ਨਹੀਂ,
ਬਦਨਾਮ ਹੋਏ ਤੇ ਕੀ ਹੋਇਆ, ਕੁਝ ਦਿਨ ਮਹਿਫਿਲ ਵਿਚ ਨਾਮ ਰਿਹਾ |

ਓਹ ਨਾਲ ਨਹੀ ਤੇ ਦੂਰ ਸਹੀ, ਮੇਰੇ ਦਿਲ ਦੇ ਵਿਚ ਉਮੀਦ ਤੇ ਹੈ,
ਪਰ ਮੇਰੀ ਆਸ ਦਾ ਸੂਰਜ ਫਿਰ ਵੀ, ਨਿੱਤ ਢਲਦਾ ਹਰ ਸ਼ਾਮ ਰਿਹਾ |

ਸ਼ੈਰੀ ਨੇ ਕਲਾਮ ਘਿਸਾਈ ਪਰ ਕੁਛ ਖਾਸ ਨਹੀ ਲਿਖ ਪਾਇਆ,
ਚਲੋ ਮੇਰੇ ਵਲੋਂ ਇਹ ਸਤਰਾਂ, ਕਵਿਤਾ ਨੂੰ ਪ੍ਰਣਾਮ ਰਿਹਾ |

ਮੈਂ ਸ਼ਾਇਰ ਬਣਨ ਦੀ ਕੋਸ਼ਿਸ਼ ਕੀਤੀ ਪਰ ਅਕ਼ਸਰ ਨਾਕਾਮ ਰਿਹਾ |

ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ ਦੀ ਰਾਹ

ਮੈਂ ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ ਦੀ ਰਾਹ ਤੇ ਚਲਦਾ ਰਿਹਾ , ਚਲਦਾ ਰਿਹਾ |

ਕੁਝ ਯਾਰ ਮਿਲੇ, ਕੁਝ ਦੁਸ਼ਮਨ ਵੀ, ਕੁਝ ਚੰਗੇ ਮਾੜੇ ਲੋਕ ਮਿਲੇ,
ਕੁਝ ਹਾਸੇ ਕੁਝ ਹੰਜੂ, ਕੁਝ ਛੋਟੇ ਵੱਡੇ ਸੋਗ ਮਿਲੇ,
ਹਰ ਰਿਸ਼ਤੇ ਦਾ, ਜਜਬਾਤ ਦਾ ਇੱਕ ਸੇਕ ਜਿਹਾ ਹੁੰਦਾ ਹੈ,
ਸੀਨੇ ਅੰਦਰ ਸੇਕ ਮੇਰੇ ਹੌਲੀ ਹੌਲੀ ਬਲਦਾ ਰਿਹਾ |

ਹਰ ਇੱਕ ਅਖ ਵਿਚ ਸੁਫਨਾ ਕੋਈ ਰਹਿੰਦਾ ਹੈ,
ਕੋਈ ਦਿਲ ਦੀ ਕਹ ਲੈਂਦਾ ਤੇ ਕੋਈ ਚੁਪ ਹੀ ਰਹਿੰਦਾ ਹੈ,
ਇਹ ਜਾਣਦਿਆਂ ਕਿ ਇਹ ਸਚ ਹੋਣਾ ਮੁਮਕਿਨ ਨਹੀਂ,
ਮੇਰੀ ਸੋਚਾਂ ਵਿਚ ਇੱਕ ਖਵਾਬ ਪੁਰਾਣਾ ਪਲਦਾ ਰਿਹਾ | 


ਇੱਕ ਦਿਨ ਸਾਹਾਂ ਦਾ ਪੰਛੀ ਉੱਡ ਜਾਏਗਾ, ਮੈਂ ਰੋਕ ਨਹੀ ਪਾਵਾਂਗਾ,
ਸਾਰੀ ਦੁਨਿਆ ਗਈ ਜਿਵੇਂ, ਮੈ ਵੀ ਮਗਰੇ ਤੁਰ ਜਾਵਾਂਗਾ,
ਲਖ ਕੋਸ਼ਿਸ਼ ਕੀਤੀ ਰੋਕਣ ਦੀ ਕੁਲ ਦੁਨਿਆ ਨੇ,
ਪਰ ਫਿਰ ਵੀ ਜਾਨ ਦਾ ਸੂਰਜ ਨਿੱਤ ਢਲਦਾ ਰਿਹਾ |

ਉਂਝ ਤੇ ਇਨਸਾਨ ਚੰਨ ਤੇ ਵੀ ਗਿਆ,
ਕੀ ਕਮਾਇਆ ਸੀ ਤੇ ਹਥੋਂ ਕੀ ਗਿਆ,
ਕੀ ਕਰਾਂ ਮੈ ਗੱਲ ਸ਼ੈਰੀ ਕਲ ਦੀ ਹੁਣ,
ਹੁਣ ਭਰੋਸਾ ਵੀ ਨਾ ਇੱਕ ਪਲ ਦਾ ਰਿਹਾ,
ਮੈਂ ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ ਦੀ ਰਾਹ ਤੇ ਚਲਦਾ ਰਿਹਾ , ਚਲਦਾ ਰਿਹਾ |

ਇਕੱਲ - Loneliness

ਅੱਜਕਲ ਜਦੋ ਮੈ ਆਪਣੇ ਆਪ ਨਾਲ ਬਹਿੰਦਾ ਹਾਂ,
ਕੀ ਹੋਯਾ,ਕੀ ਹੈ, ਤੇ ਕੀ ਹੋਏਗਾ, ਏਹੋ ਸੋਚਦਾ ਰਹਿੰਦਾ ਹਾਂ |

ਦਿਨ, ਹਫਤੇ, ਮਹੀਨੇ, ਸਾਲ ਗੁਜ਼ਰ ਗਏ,
ਨਾ ਦਿਲ ਕੁਛ ਕਹੇ ਮੈਨੂੰ ਤੇ ਨਾਂ ਮੈ ਕੁਝ ਕਹਿੰਦਾ ਹਾਂ,
ਅੱਜਕਲ ਜਦੋ ਮੈ ਆਪਣੇ ਆਪ ਨਾਲ ਬਹਿੰਦਾ ਹਾਂ|

ਕੋਸ਼ਿਸ਼ ਜਦੋਂ ਵੀ ਕਰਾਂ ਮੈ ਖੁਦ ਖੜੇ ਹੋ ਜਾਣ ਦੀ,
ਸੁਣ ਆਪਣੀ ਹੀ ਗੱਲ, ਖੰਡਹਰ ਵਾਂਗੂੰ ਢਹਿੰਦਾ ਹਾਂ,
ਅੱਜਕਲ ਜਦੋ ਮੈ ਆਪਣੇ ਆਪ ਨਾਲ ਬਹਿੰਦਾ ਹਾਂ|

ਦੋ ਚਾਰ ਨਾਮ ਹੀ ਹੁਣ ਦੋਸਤੀ ਦੇ ਰਹ ਗਏ,
ਕਿਸੇ ਯਾਰ ਦਾ ਬੋਝ ਨਹੀਂ ਮੈਂ ਲੈਂਦਾ ਹਾਂ ,
ਅੱਜਕਲ ਜਦੋ ਮੈ ਆਪਣੇ ਆਪ ਨਾਲ ਬਹਿੰਦਾ ਹਾਂ|

ਹਰ ਗ੍ਹਮ ਪੀ ਜਾਣਾ ਹੁਣ ਆਦਤ ਨਹੀਂ ਰਹੀ ਮੇਰੀ,
ਹੁਣ ਕੋਈ ਅਗਨ ਨਹੀ ਮੈਂ ਸਹਿੰਦਾ ਹਾਂ ,

ਸ਼ੈਰੀ  ਜਦੋ ਮੈ ਆਪਣੇ ਆਪ ਨਾਲ ਬਹਿੰਦਾ ਹਾਂ|
ਕੀ ਹੋਯਾ,ਕੀ ਹੈ, ਤੇ ਕੀ ਹੋਏਗਾ, ਏਹੋ ਸੋਚਦਾ ਰਹਿੰਦਾ ਹਾਂ |

Informality and Disrespect - Not the same

I was reading this article the other day and came across something that struck me as bizarre. It denounced calling your dad "Yaar" during conversations. It was worded as if it was utterly disrespectful and one of the deadly sins. Baba Bulleh Shah has famously said
ਦਿਲ ਵਿਚ ਤਾਰ ਇਸ਼ਕ਼ ਦੀ ਵੱਜਦੀ, ਨਾਲੇ ਵੱਜਦੀ ਖ੍ਨ੍ਜਰੀ ਏ,
ਬੁਲੇਆ ਨਚ ਕੇ ਯਾਰ ਮਨਾ ਲੈਣਾ, ਭਾਂਵੇਂ ਲੋਕ ਕਹਣ ਭੈੜੀ ਕੰਜਰੀ ਏ
And if calling the supreme lord Yaar is not disrespectful than I don't understand the fuss behind anything else. I agree that there is a certain level of respect required while conversing with your parents but I don't see the reason for creating havoc over the usage of Yaar for as long as the respect s maintained. After all it symbolizes a better acceptance and understanding. Any ideas??? 

Of course I Love you... Only I can't

 I was intrigued by the title of the book, and subsequent ones for that matter, and wondered if the plot would involve some infidel and heart breaking drama. It, however, turned out as a title with a deeper meaning. "Ofcourse I love you...till I find someone better" is refreshing take on college romance and its effects. Author, or Authors as they are, takes the reader on a whirlwind of Journey. Dialogue are witty and humorous, even dark at times. Story revolves around Deb, a semi-fat semi-stud, who finds true love in Avantika. As for Avantika, she is a 'been there done that' girl and had her fair share of drugs & boyfriends before meeting with Deb and slowly realizing the truth of their relationship.


 Focus is entirely on story and a racy narrative. There is little done on developing the characters except a little for Deb, the hero. It would have been better if there was a little insight about other characters like Shrey. Avantika, the Heroine, is also treated similarly with little said about her past and for that matter current except her interactions with Deb.

Story is good and thats about it to the Novel. If there is anything I despise more than a bad story or narrative, its bad editing. There are way to many grammatical mistakes and they are spred evenly thorugout the novel(All errors in last sentence are intentional). A major blunder that I just can't accept at any level is that there is a WHOLE PAGE missing. There is no page 138. The sequence blissfully goes like 137,128,139,140 and so on. I don't blame the Authors as much as I would blame The proofreader and Editor. Its almost like there was no one to proof read the book before it was sent to press. 

Verdict: Good story & Narrative. BAD BAD BAD Editing.

Tera mukhda

ikk mukhda tera dhupp varga,
kade mere dil de shor jeha, kade teri akkh dee chup warga,
eh mukhda tera dhupp warga.

jiveN sawer dee azaan hove,
jiveN makhmal de thaan hove,
kade bahaar ch rukkh warga,
eh mukhda tera dhupp warga.

jiveN sajjre saver dee hawa hove,
jiveN garmi vich chaaN hove,
kade maa de hatth de tukk warga,
eh mukhda tera dhupp warga.

do roohan dee judai warga,
ishq ch kamle shudai warga,
kayi saal baad de sukkh warga,
eh mukhda tera dhupp warga.

sherry de dil de shor jeha, kade teri akkh dee chup warga,
eh mukhda tera dhupp warga.

Two Fates - Story of My Divorce - Stretched humor

I liked Two states by Chetan Bhagat (referred to as CB hereafter ) and it was only natural that I read this book too after I chanced upon it. I was browsing through an online book store and was intrigued by the synopsis. Pre-ordered the book right away and I am not regretting it.

Two Fates continues two years after CB's book. Since it is supposedly a continuation to CB'ss book Author takes liberty and assumes that readers have gone through it and hence does little on character development. Narrative is good and keeps you engaged until you reach at midpoint. First 100 pages of 199 page long story keeps you glued and interested. Somewhere after the half-way mark wit, sarcasm and the detailed narrative starts to get on your nerves. At two-third mark one actually starts counting pages till end. Narrative, naturally, is influenced by involvement of a one too many characters. Some characters are redundant and could have been done without. You might relate to some characters personally and a couple to your relatives. Like they say everyone has a duplicate.

Witty sarcasm is all abound the story and is plenty.  Central characters keep throwing regional sarcastic remarks throughout the story. Apparently, Judy Balan, the author has done good research on intricacies of two cultures, namely Punjabi and Tamilian and uses it to highlight witty, sarcastic remarks by Hero and Heroin.

It is Judy Balan's first book and she can be excused for a little faltering in narrative and continuity. The book ,overall, is above average and much better than many corporate executive turned writer's pathetic excuse of a novel.

If you appreciate dark humor and sarcasm, then you should definitely read this book.

God Save the Dork - Dorky corporate humor

Having not read the Original "Dork", I hadn't the slightest idea of what to expect. Except some reviews that were all gaga for first book and good enough for second book, I was totally uninitiated.

The story continues in the same universe where the last book ended. There are abundant references to the first book in the current story, which kind of irritates and takes your mind off the current topic at hand. One keeps wondering what the mentioned 'incidents' were and how it affected The Dork. Naturally, story revolves around the hero, Robin 'Einstein' Varghese; who is working on client side at their London office and trying to improve the organization qualitatively. While doing so he has to attend to his personal agendas as well, that include but are not limited to, an irritatingly nagging girlfriend and a crush on a colleague. Considering the fact that the project is not going very well, it seems out of place.

First half of the book is pretty good and is very humorous. it has some very funny situations and at times there is a feeling of deja-vu. Story stretches a bit towards the end and one can't help but longing for it to end. After a while it feels like an endless narrative of a smart-ass, jargon spitting, corporate worker. Just like a Bollywood movie,the detail is lost towards end and a wrap up is performed. As a result somethings are left on reader's discretion. For people, who don't know about short selling or equity markets, the end might not make sense as they won't know what happened actually and how an investment in company that eventually goes bankrupt can yield millions.

Verdict: Good read if you have time to finish it in one sitting. Four reading hours should be enough. Some good punches that will actually make you laugh. A tale only a Dork would cherish.

Secret of Nagas - Multiverse continues

After reading book one of Shiva trilogy, The Immortals of Meluha, I was very excited to dive into the second part. Since I had ordered the set of two, there was almost zero wait time before jumping into it.

The book continues the promising story and narrative into the better part of novel. Author has successfully compiled the mythological events into an action/adventure storyline. At times it gets so realistic and logical that one starts feeling that all the stories he has heard till now were senseless.

Introduction of new characters is seamless and author has done a commendable job. Introduction of elephant headed Ganesha and deformed Naga queen is handled exceptionally well. Novel carries on smoothly till the middle and then suddenly the narrative hits a low point. Shiva's involvement with Vasudevas & his fixation with Brihspati irritates at times. Shiva seems very attached to Brihaspati and further devastated by his death. The development of any such close relationship was neither displayed nor developed during the course of two books. Hence, at times reader fails to relate to Shiva's anger towards suspected murderers and his anger towards Naga clan.

Another annoying part of this section of the story is that there is not a single major character except Parvateshawar(who by now also believes in prophecy), who sees Shiva as who he really is, that is a Mortal like everyone. I simply can't accept the fact there is absolutely zero resistance to Neelkanth.

Last chapter in book one was titled "Question of Questions" and book two it "Secret of All Secrets". I guess the final chapter in Book three would be "Answer of All Answers".:-D

Verdict: Although the Magical multiverse continues, not as entertaining and gripping as Book one. A surprising twist awaits you in the last chapter that will keep you wondering about the motives of many characters and waiting for third book. Anyways, you have to read through it to get to the other end of the story where the book three awaits.

Immortals of Meluha - Mythological Multiverse Begins

It was a chance that I stumbled upon the blurb of Immortals of Meluha.  The moment I read about the plot I was hooked and wanted some of it. The plot promised so much there was much anticipation. So I ordered the both the available books of The Shiva Trilogy, and am I glad that I did.

The basic plot of story, Shiva being an ordinary man who has been visioned as the ultimate savior, 'The Neelkanth', holds immense potential for narrative, character building and story telling. Author Amish Tripathi has done a very good job at spinning a gripping narrative. He takes time to develop characters, sub-plots & storyline. At no point do you feel that it is being stretched for sake of it.

The novel is well written and is pretty detailed without being overtly sketchy. In the beginning of the novel, you can actually feel the coldness of the Mansarovar lake and chilliness of wind at Kailash. Finer nuisances of characters like Shiva's indulgence with weed, Nandi's build and his servility or Bhadra's friendly loyalty towards Shiva, are very well woven into the narrative. Since the plot is based on the basic premise that our mythology is truth disfigured by time, the narrative  is well connected and explains a lot of things in a new light. Author with his immaculate style makes you believe in the narrative and somewhere down the line the difference between the set mythology and this Multiverse begins to dissolve.

All characters, like Sati & Brihaspati, are introduced in due time and are very well placed. Character development is handled very efficiently throughout the novel. All the characters sketches are kept close to their original stereotype but with a logical deduction and sound reasoning.

Immortals of Meluha is Mythology married to Matrix. If there really are Multiverse, then it can be no different than what Amish has written. A must read for fresh perspective on Hindu Mythology.

Ikk yaad...

jad vee asmaan nu takkda haaN, marjaani chete aaNdi hai,
jo kattheya ralke likhde see, kahani chete aaNdi hai.

jad bull nahi kujh kehNde see, jad akkhaan gallaaN kardiyaaN sann,
oh akkhaaN akkhaaN dee uljhi, ikk taani chete aaNdi hai.

je pyar nahi te hor kee see, eh samajh nahi maiN paaNda haaN,
ikk labbh ke cheez anmol jehi, guani chete aaNdi hai.

khamoshi ohdi nazar di oh, meri dil nu kujh kujh dassdi see,
ikk mukhda dekhan layi ohda, kol bithani chete aaNdi hai.

hun door hai oh par door nahi, mere dil de nedhe hai kidhre,
singh sherry dil de raaj dee hun, oh raani chete aaNdi hai.

jad vee asmaan nu takkda haaN, marjaani chete aaNdi hai,
jo kattheya ralke likhde see, kahani chete aaNdi hai.

mai vee viah karwawanga.

ikk din aisa vee ayega, ke mai vee viah karwawanga,
oh meri jaan nu royegi mai ohde sirr nu khawaanga,
ikk din aisa vee ayega, ke mai vee viah karwawanga.

asi roz karaange pyar dee gall, te aqsar jhagde howange,
kade dekh ke kake hassange, kade ladhde dekh ke rowange,
ladnha vee pyar nishani hai, eh gall mai beh samjhawanga,
ikk din aisa vee ayega, ke mai vee viah karwawanga.

jad saun mahina ayega, te dil vich kuch kuch hoyega,
jad baith ke har ikk chadda kuwara, apni qismat nu royega,
oh naal mere ral baithegi, mai baith pakode khawaanga,
ikk din aisa vee ayega, ke mai vee viah karwawanga.

kade kise gall te jado, oh mere naal na bolegi,
mere lakkh booha khadkaan te vee, oh kundi na kholegi,
ohdi hovegi lakkh galti, mai fir vee hatth jod manaavanga,
ikk din aisa vee ayega, ke mai vee viah karwawanga.
kahe singh Sherry , ke mai ve viah karwawanga.

maiN punjabi haan

maiN punjabi haaN,
kite majhail, kite malwai, kite duabi haaN,
maiN punjabi haaN.

kite singh haaN, kite kaur haaN,
kite gabru dee mucch dee anakh, kite mutiyar dee tohar haaN,
kite rangla doriya te kite pagg gulabi haan,
maiN punjabi haaN.

jahaan de har kone vich mai jaake laaya dera hai,
mai iss jahaan da, te eh jahaan mera hai,
har taale nu kholan wali chaabi haaN,
maiN punjabi haaN.

kite vaili te kite yaara da yaar haaN,
yaari dushmani har paase ladhan layee tyar haaN,
har ikk "jee" te "oye" dee gall jawabi haaN,
maiN punjabi haaN.

kite hatth jod ke keeti benti, kite gale utte talwar haaN,
kite veerji bhainji da pyar, te kite yuddh dee lalkaar haan,
iss bhaaNt bhaaNt dee phulwari vich, khidya phull gulabi haan,
maiN punjabi haaN.

kite majhail, kite malwai, kite duabi haaN,
kahe singh Sherry, mai punjabi haaN.

Ikk awaaz mohabbat dee

ikk awwaz mohabbat dee, mainu aje vee chete aandi hai.

ikk naam jo hun lai sakda nahi, ikk gall jo hun keh sakda nahi,
mainu saun na dinde raataan nu, baahon fadd jagaandi hai,
ikk awwaz mohabbat dee, mainu aje vee chete aandi hai.

je mai ohde bin rehnda nahi, kee oh mere bin rehndi e,
kee oh vee vaang mere kalle vich ro ke chitt parchaoundi e,
ikk awaaz mohabbat dee, mainu aje vee chete aandi e.

mai kalleya rehna sikkh leya, eh ainna vee koi aukha nahi,
jiddan langhda hai din kidhre, eh raat vee unjh langh jaandi e,
ikk awwaz mohabbat dee, mainu aje vee chete aandi e.

har roz nava din chadhda hai, har raat haneri roz navi,
na din sona, na shaam moti, te naa hee raat dee chandi e,
ikk awwaz mohabbat dee, mainu aje vee chete aandi e.

je zindagi naam hanere da, te maut ve koi chaanan nahi,
hai pata Sherry nu koi nahi, duniya mar ke kitthe jaandi e,
ikk awwaz mohabbat dee, mainu aje vee chete aandi e.

Revolution 2020 - Another Chetan Bhagat great or Bollywood Fiasco

I have just finished reading it and I must say that I am not impressed. I had pre-ordered the book online and forgot about it, so there was no anticipation involved when I started reading the book.

  Story starts similarly to "Three mistakes of my life" with CB ending up in a hospital with the hero named, not surprisingly, Gopal. Story starts in similar fashion with Gopal narrating the story and CB ending it up in a book to be shared with his readers. Disappointingly enough, CB misses on the fact that his fans expect a certain level of quality from his books. CB's stories end up as movies but this one seems like it is inspired by some SRK movie. With clichéd scenes like Gopal pissing off heroine, Aarti, by using two prostitutes and his change of heart on watching a poor dying kid who haunts him in the dreams, this book is pretty disappointing for CB fans.


The story is not original and refreshing as Five points someone(FPS), not  captivating & gripping as Three Mistakes of My Life(TMML) and definitely not interesting as Two States(TS). Skip it if you can.

Fun fact: You may not have noticed but names of all the Heroes of CB's stories are spinoffs of Lord Krishna's Name, starting with Hari, Shyam, Govind, Krish and now Gopal. This is my original deduction and is published here for the first time.

Maa... Extension to Munawwar Rana's original two lines

Kise de hisse ghar aaya te kise de hisse dukaan aayi,
mai ghar vich sab toN chota haan, mere hisse vich maa aayi.

veer ne hunde baahaan te baabal mauj baharaaN e,
iss sabh toN waddh ke dekhaaN te, mere hisse vich chaaN aayi,
mai ghar vich sab toN chota haaN, mere hisse vich maa aayi.

mai gussa bahut hee karda haaN, har ikk naal ladhda rehNda haaN,
kuch keete honge chaNgge kamm, mere hisse vich taaN aayi,
mai ghar vich sab toN chota haaN, mere hisse vich maa aayi.


ikk din sabhne turr jaana hai, sadaa nahi reh jaana hai,
par hun te mere kol hee hai, eh dekh ke jaaN vich jaaN aayi,
mai ghar vich sabh toN chota haan, mere hisse vich maa aayi.

jad maa nahi honi mere kol, maise kise de hatth vall vekhaaNga,
kee ghar vich koi puchega, ya kahega roti kha aayiN,
mai ghar vich sab toN chota haan, mere hisse vich maa aayi

Fear...Friend, Foe or a Nagging Companion

This is the second time that I am talking about fear in here, though it is different than first time. Earlier it was fear of unknown supreme power that forced people to religion and spirituality. This time it is about fear of something much more materialistic. They say that fear is the your best friend and biggest enemy; as it stops you from achieving what you deserve and also gives you unsaid once you face it.

     Particularly, I am more focused on the fear that constantly nags you through. Its like you know that a clock is ticking somewhere and every time you hear a bang you are afraid that it might be the bomb. You meet people and are instantly concerned if anything has gone wrong. I come back and first thing I check if everything is as calm as it seems. I am afraid. Very very afraid. They say that a wife is your best friend despite her constant and continuous nagging. Is it same with the fear? I say so because in most cases the fear remains with you in all times like a good wife. It constantly is there. Ticking, nagging, pushing you; but never really leaving you

I am told to not worry about such issues but is it really possible to ignore what you see and hear. Also, as rightly said in "Anatomy of a Murder"; "How can Jury ignore what it has already heard? It Cannot. It cannot."

Harmony: easy to pronounce, difficult to achieve

Its all around. I see everyone trying to balance their life and many trying desperately. I also see that people have trouble doing so and also that they have best ideas on how to do it when it comes to advising others. Harmony is no easy task whether its in instruments or in life albeit more difficult in latter.
 Its like trying to tune a bass guitar to the tune of flute; and that too on a higher note.  I find it difficult to accommodate  and not to mention irritating, that people mostly chose to ignore the logic behind certain things or they simply lack the plain tolerance. That includes me too, however I believe I do it lesser than most others I know. Th biggest problem is that people chose to ignore things that shouldn't be ignored and stick to the ones that ought to be ignored. Why is it almost an impossibility with some to let go of the situation. I know, by personal experience, that it is not possible to forget what has happened but at-least one should have the sense to move on and not hold a grudge.
 As rightly said by S H Bihari and beautifully sung Mahendra Kapoor
                                          " लाखोँ हैं यहाँ दिलवाले और प्यार नहीं मिलता 
                                               आंखो में किसी की वफ़ा का इकरार नहीं मिलता "

The Illusionists

Well, this is not about the movie but the people out there. Actually its about people in here. I am fed of the people with their masks on and projecting themselves as someone else. Isn't it ironical that how people with masks fail to project and people who can project don't have good enough masks. Why is it that certain people fear nothing when they step on others? Somehow they feel no remorse, no guilt about it. Its as if they take some pride in doing so.
   I know everyone has a right and way of life and are free to lead their lives the way they want to; but isn't it outright human to care and consider for others. Is it there upbringing or social circle that molds their thoughts the way they are or is it certain circumstances that force them to do so? I know some of you would tell me to outright ignore these people but believe I would have if I could. The problem is that one can not ignore what has transpired and is inscribed in the memory forever. There is no reset in life.

कसमें वादे प्यार वफ़ा सब, बातें हैं बातों का क्या; 

कोई किसी का नहीं ये झूठे नाते हैं नातों का क्या..

Is it all???

I sometime wonder at my persistence at advising to all and mostly failing to act upon them myself. I hear myself telling others about their behavior and telling them what to do and blatantly ignoring the same when it comes to me. I lose temper quickly and end up doing that I expect of others to not do.
 I believe that this is not anger but angst. I guess part of it is the insecurity that stares me in the face about my future; and present. I am afraid that it might be too late for anything actually good to happen to me or my life. I see so much and I hear so much that I wish that I was never here. I want to get out and shut myself out of it.

ए मेरे दिल कहीं और चल, ग़म की दुनिया से दिल भर गया, ढूंढ ले अब कोई घर नया....

An Obituary

With heavy hands and a heavier heart, I offer my deepest condolences to Nikhil on his loss. No words or actions can fill the void that has been created in his life with departure of his dad to his final resting place. May his soul rest in peace and may God give Nikhil and his family the strength and will to bear the loss and look forward. We stand by him in his hour of need.

ॐ शान्ति शान्ति...

Prejudice... Unlimited !!!

I have always believed that people respond more to prejudice, less to logic and even lesser to context. People listen to a word or sentence and form a view about it and don't even take time to let the context sink in. Comment on my last post had me believe even more firmly about it. It seems like everyone thought that I am whining or lamenting or crying over what has been. I am many things but I am definitely not a cry baby. Context of the post was not to be sorry about the past. I very firmly believe that there is nothing, and I mean nothing, that can not be talked about. If I have something on my mind, I don't mind (pun unintended) talking about it.
                                             Its not just about people connected to this blog that I am talking about. I know a lot many people who won't even let you complete before passing on their judgement; and I sometime wonder that if they have listened to anyone at all in all their life. I see people who cling to smallest mistake of someone else but very conveniently cover up their own. I don't say that they are not right at times, but to think that they are the only ones right is the height of prejudice. Of course it is prejudice to think that other one is wrong without attaching any logic or context to the whole episode. Back in days, I was repeatedly  told to look at the big picture. Who does it now?

Covering the Gap !!!

Its been a long time and it is not unlike me to be not write for such a long time. There has been a lot happening in past days and I wanted to write about it too. I, however, decided to do other things; like watching movies or reading literature, to take my mind off the incidents instead of writing about them. Maybe I was too affected by them at those times, and I decided not to write fearing a biased outflow of emotions; which I consciously try to avoid. My idea of blogging on the go using my phone also couldn't materialize due to the fact that my phone is too small and screen to hard to type anything. I will try to address all I wanted to write in the past month, which for obvious reasons will be quite a mess as thoughts will not be streamlined.
                                      First things first, we have shutdown one of our business locations. It has been a long due decision. I don't believe that it was very well timed but it was to be done sooner or later. So I guess, sooner the better. Most of my time, and for that matter frustration, in the last week was due to the moving out operation. Theoretically it was supposed to be a cakewalk, due to be completed in first week of the month; which like any other project turned out to be quite different than planned. I guess it was my fault to assume that everything would go as planned without any interference, direct or indirect. I forgot that some people tend to dabble till the very end and then pull back, just like that.                               

  As I said earlier, my thoughts are not in sync at the moment. I guess, I will have to write daily to get my point across. It however may prove difficult than I think as proven by my earlier attempts at daily blogging. Lets see...

New medium

Just got my new Android based Dell XCD28 phone. Look forward to more updates on the go.