Life.... It Goes On !!

na jane kya mila kuch kho kar na jane kya mila kuch pa kar, jo paya hi nahi tha kabhi, na jane kya mila aaj use luta kar. baat do karte hasrat thi ye humhari na jane kya paya hum ne aaj apni baat un par luta kar. samajh kar bhi hum naadan hi rahe keh nahi paye woh baat jo 'dil' din raat hum se kahe alfaaz chand aaye zubaan pe keh na paye jab hue wo saamne chale gaye hain woh to ab sochte hain hum, kya paya aakhir hum ne.... fir se unka didaar pa kar isi kash-m-kash mein jhoojhte hain zindagi mein nai raah koi dhoondhte hain sochte hain jee lenge unki chahat mein fir poochte hain khud se, e 'aks', aakhir kya paya tumne unko chah kar aadaab 'aks'

I keep wondering how to best put my thoughts across. Sometimes these come out in form of poetry, sometime as chat with friends, sometimes these die a premature death in my mind itself. Everytime I promise myself that I will write these down but am never able to. Reason ? May be coz I never think the same way with same intensity the moment a moment passes. May be thats what happens with all... But this moment is really different for me as the thoughts are intense enough to push me to writting what I feel this moment. It sounds like I wanna share this with myself ... Its been over a year and half ever since I last met this close friend of mine 'Neetu'. She has been around but we both know how much has the world, her world and mine too changed over this time... and if there is something that has not changed between us two it is that understanding which always existed silently... There have been differences in thoughts, opinions towards life, self and our actions but still somethin...

Thanks to all for the comments and posts which kept pouring all the while when I was missing from here ... So 'Here I am' .. Life has been even more colorful during this phase when I abstained from writting. There were shades in all colors, bright and dull too, joyous moments and tearsome too but then thats how we defined life.. Nothing predictable and still so much fun. Have been going places, had reunions with family n friends after long long time.. the most euphoric moment i must mention has been my brother's wedding... which I lived to the fullest.. not a single stone left unturned to rejoice , feel hppy and make everyone happy on the occasion.. Am watching bro's wedding DVD and overwhelmed with the memories of what happened and how it went and I just feel like pouring my happiness in words here. Will be back with some pics and description soon ...

-Rudyard Kipling If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream—and not make dreams your master; If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools: If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve...

khoya hai maine jo karna hai hasil woh, hausle past hain dikhe nai disha mujh ko. khud ko bhulaya jo maine to bhula jahan aaj mujh ko pa kar sab kuch aakhir khoya hai maine khud ko. astitva ki khoj fir se karni hai mujh ko, jo khoya tha maine woh pana hai fir se mujh ko. jo ruthi hai khushiyan lautana hai khud ko unko bas is baar khushiyon ka naya matlab samjhana hai ab mujhe khud ko.

ik kona hai dil ka jise sab se chhupana chahti hun, kaaran nahi maloom fir bhi us mein tumhein basana chahti hun. ho nahi tum wahan jahan maine tumhein basaya tha, jane kyon us kone ko apne aansuon se sajana chahti hun. dhoondh rahin hun aaj fir se bebasi mein, is ghutan mein, ye baat koi samjhega nahi na hi kisi ko batana chahti hun.... ************************************* paas rehna hai mushkil , dur woh jane nai dete. batiyayein agar hum to kehte hain, waqt zaya kyon karte ho, na kahein kuch to poochte hain chup kyon baithe ho..... dil mein umange kayi jaga kar shararat aankhon se woh kehte hain, paas aane ka jhansa de kar dur se hi alwida keh chal dete hain. paemana ishq ka pila kar jaan humari woh loot lete hain, jab ho jate hain hum bekabu to dur hum se woh khud ko kar lete hain. dur khade reh kar shararton ka asar woh dekha karte hain, hum jaante hain ye ada hain unki pyar mein pyar se sazayein woh dete hain.

Sitting on the recliner, more precisely an old man's chair in my friend's words, I feel like thinking nothing but going a week back when a journey began. A bus journey through Greyhound bus to Pittsburgh. Believe me, in US you got to see US through these too. These may not be that comfortable as our Volvo drives from Bangalore to Mumbai but they indeed reflect true self of US. There is not much difference to see, same people, same gossips of bus or may be just a bit of difference in skin color and this is it. Amidst this chit chat started a night drive in one of those Bangalore type local buses. Night journey has always enchanted me for more than one reason but one of those is the breath taking view of big cities lit like stars of yellow color laid on earth especially when viewed from top of hills. Ohio looked essentially the same and the arrival at Pittsburgh was marked by a sight of rivers also as soon as we came out of a tunnel. The city was snow clad and it was easy to gu...