A tryst within

People around keeps wondering about who I am, what I am or what's going on with me. These are pretty serious questions within our hood, howsoever, absurd they appear to our eyes and ears. But, the truth is I am someone who just loves doing things in his own way, in his own time and according to his own will. I love setting my own goals, being guided by my impulses and keep trusting my senses.

But, being community component helps. More often than not, you are bound to find people willing to help. Not because you are in dire need of any guidance or you are virtually travelling towards the path of monk-hood, but, people like to help. And, this is something where we are always going to remain literally unbeatable - Our impregnable quality to discover sorrow in other people's silence. People around you tend to know about you than you, your personal advisor or your kins. Any ways all jokes apart, I encountered a similar imbroglio once I reached home after a hard earned leave from my work when one of my neighbour offered to help me plan through to my future. But, for someone like me it was more of an escapade, since, I always loved to be in "my zone" about my plans, prospects and results.It is only that you can always walk to them if you ever need their help. And, it certainly becomes difficult to explain anyone about the depths of my past, condescending present or palpable future.

And only through these moments, I feel this hopper humour when judged as an egotistical maniac, or a introvert sucker, or a darn foolish idiot or, some black and blue hot shot. These moments are interesting but what annoys me is when they try to invade me in "my zone". It is my way to build and grow and to let me sink within my doings but, your overt concern towards my well-being has started to make me feel too much in debt or impertinent that I keep feeling sorry for us . 

Life has been short for me, but, I have managed to keep it interesting in my own myriad ways and I intend to keep going along with it. I am not sure whether it is right or wrong, whether its conventional or unorthodox but, this is how I chose to carry it on. So, please dear take care of your own business. My little stunts have managed to let me be interesting, inquisitive, innovative, impulsive, perplexing, appalling and also, at times subversive. But, at every other time it has helped me to discover my new avatar and I have loved it. And only these likings have resulted in continued exploring and imploring through what others may think as residual junk. But, doing these little things have brought me a lot of happiness and scribbling them has given me a world of joy.

Speaking then might have appeared obnoxious but scribbling it now gives me relentless pleasure. I have never been a pro but I love to scribble every once in a while. Although not good enough but these small things have been providing  me with a world of peace and joy along with moments of happiness to share with my inner me.

Life's been pretty simple, all courtesy of these moments and I have managed to learn and preserve. A bit of reading, bit of writing and a smaller bit of other things have done it for me till now.I don't want to muse about my future or babble over my present but intend to keep the river flowing. New weather brings new leaves and I can already sense that summer

 

                   








is paving way for the drizzle. Flowers are waiting to bloom and crust has already begun to expand it's crevices. Future's green but it's the present which is hot. So, keep living through, UN-BOUNDED!!!

Thank You 

Do you have an identical ghost in your closet?

Clocks keeps ticking and we keep getting older. Unlike any other day, early in the day I was wondering what has been changing over time apart from me getting aged. And, it was at that moment that I realized that what I used to call my native confidence is transforming into what you people like to call maturity. Those days are left behind when I was a bullying kid. Just give me enough content to spell something and I used to start bragging about it as if I am some hard-core Harvard pro. I refuted to deny my excellence unless and until I am in with people with real ingenuity. Above all, there was no prospect of attention towards what people around me are talking or thinking .

But, with age and time, I started being meticulous about what what I speak or what they ought to hear. Although it made people around me think as if I am very astute in my age but it always kept me bothering whether this is true me or it was just a façade that I have created around myself.

I am already becoming a zombie full of these unnecessary Q&A's, Sometimes trapped in thoughtfulness of whether it is worth spending my time over these petty things. I have already been waging a war towards correct and incorrect.

So, it's been a while since I have tried speaking my heart out. I always thought that nobody would care about what you truly make of the circumstances presented to you but people are rather more concerned about what pleases their ears. That has long been the irony of the situation and that's how it is supposed to be.

I don't really know whether I am grabbing your attention or if you are starting to feel like some dick head wasting your time, but it feels good to share my thought around with peoples.

But, today was one of those days when I was myself for the entire day. It has been one of the most eventful and serene day for quite a while. Now, since I have just passed my college about two years back my while is a bit shorter. But, moving on, today for the entire day I was carefree, ecstatic, joyous, happy, satisfied, rejuvenated, replenished and content. And, what sums up all I am having an urge to make this day every bit longer since I have never felt so much content over a time.

So, I really don't remember what I was up to earlier in my day. As if nothing feels more important than sharing this feeling, than these thoughts and the calmness that seems tantalizing every moment. I am not some hot shot, I am just a regular guy who keeps working in IT from Monday to Friday. One who didn't have time towards introspection for past few weeks, but, one once tried he loved to be what he used to be in his past, with limited scope and gravity. So, just go and try being yourself once, it did help me and it sure is going to help you. Breaking the shackles that we have created within ourselves gives us great joy when we break them for the right reasons. So live life and prosper!!! 

ज़िन्दगी का सफ़र

छोटी सी है ज़िन्दगी, तन्हा सा ये सफ़र है । 

मुसाफ़िर है हम वक़्त के, फ़िर है सो जाना ॥ 

बंद है जो ये दीवारे, क्युँ तू सर  पटक रहा है । 

लम्हा तुझे एक मिला है, बाग़ आज आगे खिला है ॥ 

कुछ  पल का है तमाशा, फाटक आगे खुला है । 

 मंच सामने  सजा  है, लोग बैठे हैं टुकटुकी लगाए ॥ 

तमाशा कि है ख्वाहिश, आस तुझ पे लगाए ।  

तेरे ऊपर है सबकी नज़रे,  तमाशा तू इन्हें दिखा जा ॥ 

किस गम में तू खफा है, या खोया है तू किस ख़ुशी में । 

दो पल की है ये कहानी, जी ले तू इसमें ज़रा सा ॥ 

खोल मुस्कान का फाटक, आज सजा ले महफ़िल । 

कल अभी दूर पड़ा है, बंद अस्थिर कल्पित धरा है ॥ 

सपने हैं तेरे कई सारे, अरमान सब दबे पड़े है । 

मत रख उन्हें सिराहने, कल्पित कल अभी दूर धरा है ॥ 

रोड़े हैं कई सारे , मुश्किलें भी कड़ी है । 

पर तू है एक मुसाफ़िर , आगे तू बढ़े जा ॥

हौसला धरे तू ,सामने  तू बढे जा  ।
बाँध हिम्मत कि चोली ,ओढ़ विश्वास कि चादर ।

 कुछ पल के लिए तू ,ख़ुद के लिए जिए जा । 

साथी मिलेंगे कई सारे , मंजिल तेरी सजेगी ॥ 

सेतु, दरिया जायेंगे सिमटते , तेरे करवटे बदलते  । 

अगर फिर भी न तू  चढ़ पाया , सो जाना हँसते हँसते ॥ 

छोटी सी थी ज़िन्दगी, मुसाफ़िर था तू कल का  । 

लम्हा जो मिला था, जी लिया तुमने लड़ते लड़ते ॥