Saturday, 2 June 2018

Listen To Your Stories

Listen to your heart
Listen to your stories
Create stories,
Have kids, aren't kids great stories?

What's your story?
Each one of us has a story, don't we?
Our struggles, our happiness, ambitions or lack of them
What enrages us, what amuses us
Our parents, our siblings, all are part of our stories

Our choices, our decisions
Aren't we all story creators?
Aren't we all writing stories?
Stories of our lives

Dear Age

Dear Age,
I hope you are in good spirits!

You know,
Every year when I cut the cake, I think of you

I have decided to say this to you

With all these grey hair peeping out
and 'best anti wrinkle cream' searches done by me on almighty Internet
I hope,
I am getting wiser with age !!

Let us make a deal,
With me being busy with sundry exterior things,
you take care of the inner one

Oh, I am just appealing for some reward,
for the maintenance work that can no longer be ignored

Yours truly,
You know who

Sunday, 13 May 2018

दोस्तों को सलाम

दोस्त जो बिजी हो गए
दोस्त जो शादी कर के दूर बस गए
दोस्त जो बदल गए
दोस्त जो दोस्त ही न रहे

उन सभी दोस्तों को सलाम
जो कभी मेरी ज़िन्दगी का हिस्सा रहे !

दोस्त जो भीड़ में पीछे छूट गए
दोस्त जिन्हे हम भूल गए
दोस्त जो कभी सड़क पे मिले थे, तो कुछ tution classes पे 
दोस्त जो हमेशा रात 12 बजे ही जन्मदिन wish करते थे 
दोस्त जो हमेशा जन्मदिन भूल जाते थे
उन सभी दोस्तों को सलाम

दोस्त जिनके कारण हमें teachers से उलाहना सुननी  पड़ती थी
दोस्त जिन्हे हम मम्मी पापा से मिलाने से बचते थे 
तो कुछ दोस्त जो इतने संस्कारी थे की मम्मी पापा से हम सुनते थे
दोस्त जो असाइनमेंट कॉपी करने के लिए दिया करते थे
तो कुछ दोस्त, जो हमसे कॉपी करते थे 

उन सभी दोस्तों को सलाम
जो कभी मेरी ज़िन्दगी का हिस्सा रहे !

दोस्त जिनकी शादियों में हम ना जा पाए 
दोस्त जो हमारी में ना आ पाए
कुछ दोस्त जो कभी हमसे शादी करना चाहते थे
तो कुछ दोस्त, जो शादी कर के गायब हो गए
कुछ दोस्त जिनने अब तक शादी नहीं की हैं
दोस्त, जो अब कहाँ बस गए हैं हमें पता नहीं 
दोस्त, जिनकी फेसबुक पे भी कोई खबर नहीं 

उन सभी दोस्तों को सलाम 
जो कभी मेरी ज़िन्दगी का हिस्सा रहे !

Saturday, 12 May 2018

Ladakh Starts Where The Road Ends

I have not been able to get over you,
You live within me or, seems a part of my soul, has been left behind in Ladakh
(part of soul sounds so cliche but couldn't express the feeling any other way)

I so vividly remember everything about you,
Your lanes to the market from where we stayed in Leh,
If I am left there at night, I would still find way back to the hotel

That homestay surrounded by trees whose nameplate said 'Milarepa'
I had thought we should stay in it next time
And how can I forget your beautifully carved wooden windows on every home
Ladakh's signature style!

I remember the shop where Rotis were being made and we had asked which type are these
I remember the shops in the market, even the ones we didn't visit

I remember those faces, people who hosted us in their homestays,
Those lovely people, our Drivers who drove us on that tough but breathtakingly beautiful terrain
to even more exotic lands of Ladakh which seemed so untouched,
That's why I smiled when I saw the Quote in Hall of Fame
"Ladakh starts where the road ends"

I am glad we went during the onset of winters
when there were hardly any tourists,
half of the restaurants and homestays were closed,
And it was you, just you.

I remember that cold night at the hotel by the side of Pangong Tso,
where some of us couldn't sleep due to cold
and, rest, woke up at night due to breathlessness.
But, my god, the evening that we spent beside you,
laying on the mat, sipping tea, eating our mathris and pudis,
the view, the very you.
And in the morning when we went for walk,
I found those little streams of water flowing between houses
had frozen overnight and the fun I had jumping and breaking the thin sheet of ice

Can I forget Nubra Valley,
on so many weekends such as these, I feel transported to that place.

What is it abt you?
Why you are such an enchanting land beyond words.

I will come again Ladakh.
I will experience what I missed last time,
Lamayuru being one of them.
And this time, I will have Thupkas,
And, will again, delightfully sip your buttery tea.

Everything seems pointless when compared to you,
these jobs we do, these lives we live, these houses we stay in.
Can I live rest of my life in Ladakh, my heart says yes.
I will come again Ladakh, and I hope I never go back.
I hope u give me some sort of employment so that I can stay on.

Monday, 2 April 2018

हमें खुद को टटोलते रहना चाहिए
साल दो साल में 
देखने के लिए की क्या बदला 
कहीं हम ही तो नहीं बदल गए 

पुराने दोस्तों से मिलते रहना चाहिए 
देखने के लिए की क्या बदला 
कहीं हम ही तो नहीं बदल गए

हमारे कमरे का वो cupboard
जहाँ ग्रीटिंग कार्ड्स, class फोटोज, handwritten notes रखे हैं
कभी-कभी देख लिया करो,
पुरानी स्क्रेपबुक्स, पुरानी पिक्चर्स,
और अगर मिल जाएँ
तो पुरानी classwork copies के आखिरी पन्नों पे बने हुए FLAMES

कभी-कभी अपने गांव हो आना चाहिए 
देखने के लिए की क्या बदला 
कहीं हम ही तो नहीं बदल गए

क्या हम सचमुच बदल जाते हैं?
इसका जवाब हाँ भी है और ना भी 
कौन बदल देता हैं हमें?
वक्त, अनुभव, मौके


माँ के साथ कितनी ही चीज़ें खत्म हो जाएँगी
गाँव वाली कहावतें 
छोले कैरी के अचार की रेसिपी 
क्रोएशिया के बनी हुई स्वेटर्स

माँ, आप अपने साथ कितनी ही चीज़ें ले जाओगी !

जब माँ की याद आएगी तो क्या करोगे?
माँ की बनायीं स्वेटर पहन के बैठ जायेंगे 

क्या चीज़ होती  माँ,
हम समझ ही नहीं पाते 
किस मिटटी की बनी होती है माँ 
तब तक नहीं,
जब तक हम खुद माँ नहीं बन जाते  

अब जब माँ है मेरे पास, कितनी आसानी से भूल जाती हूँ मैं 
की एक दिन माँ नहीं होगी 
जो आप को इस दुनिया में लायी, वो ही नहीं होंगी 

Let's go and tell our mothers how much we love them
How much we are grateful to them
She meant the world to us, let them know she is still our world
how much they deserved and how little they got
I love you, Maa.

Friday, 9 September 2016

Oh stages of life
how cruel u are!
i wish i cud be born old and age backwards
just like Banjamin Botton
how fantastic that wud be.
if i cud live this way, wud i still hv regrets at end of my life?
no, coz i wud be a kid and kids dont harbour regrets.
if i cud live this way, i wud be born with all the lessons and learnings of life
and gradually forget them all and wud just be myself, living in present.
how fantastic that wud be.

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