To You...

I am lost! shuttling from one place to the other, i even call myself wandering soul
Don't know where am i heading and what is my destination?
In this world full of illusions,if this life finds some meaning, its only in your presence ..

I have been waiting endlessly, for that someone who is mine
because of this hope that someone will be here soon .
Until you came to my life and told me that, " I am yours",
its not just words, i can feel it and realised that i am no more alone

You have always been so giving and you have given me enough
But what have i done ? what can i give you in return ?
This Life is all i have to offer you ....

Teri surat

Koi baat chale --Jagjit singh and Gulzar....

Have been listenning to this album for quite some time now, have been humming one of the ghazal uthte baithe sote jaagte i think it strikes me somewhere and i love it ...so thought of finding the words and singing it completely.In the process adding it to the blog.

Teri surat jo bhari rehti hai, ankhoon main sadaa,
ajnabi log bhi pehchane se, lagte hain mujhe,
tere rishtoon main to, duniya hi piroo li maine

Ek se ghar hain sabhi, ek se hain bashende,
ajnabi shehar main, kuch ajnabi lagta hi nahin,
ek se dard hain, sab ek se hi rishtey hain

Umar ke khel main, ek tarfa hai yeh rashtakashi,
ek siraa mujh ko diya hota to, kuch baat bhi thi,
mujhse tagda bhi hai, aur saamne aata bhi nahin

Saamne aaye mere, dekha mujhe, baat bhi ki,
muskurai bhi purane, kissi rishtey ke liye,
kal ka akhbaar tha, baas dekh liya, rakh bhi diya

Woh mere saath hi tha doorr tak magar ek din,
mudd ke jo dekha, too woh aur mere saath naa tha
jaib phat jaye, to kuch sikke bhi khoo jaate hain..

Chaudvien chand ko phir, aag lagi hai dekho,
phir bahut der talak aaj, ujaala hoga,
rakh ho jayega, jab phir se ammavas hogi

Gulzar

socha nahin accha bura

Something very beautiful.. very meaningful ....

socha nahi acchha bura, dekha suna kuch bhi nahi,
manga khuda se raat din tere siva kuch bhi nahi;

dekha tujhe, socha tujhe, chaha tujhe, pooja tujhe,
meri khata meri wafa, teri khata kuch bhi nahi;

jis par hamari aankh ne moti bichhaye raat bhar,
bheja wahi kagaz use, humne likha kuch bhi nahi;

ik sham ki dehaliz par baithe rahe woh der tak,
aankhon se ki batein bahut, muh se kaha kuch bhi nahi;

do char din ki baat hai, dil khak mein so jayega,
jab aag par kagaz rakha, baki bacha kuch bhi nahi;

ehasas ki khushboo kahan, awaaz ke juganu kahan,
khamosh yaadon ke siva, ghar mein raha kuch bhi nahi.

~ Bashir Badr.

pitcher party contd ...

I had to leave as someone was in the lab and i couldnt continue writing .. Well, now the party is over and i am back. It went fine ..had a good time on friday evening with people, laughter and drinks around. Do i like to be in crowd ?may be ...if i am not the center of attention, if i am allowed to be me then i guess i enjoy being surrounded with people.
I watched " Troy" a movie which was waiting for long and i really loved the movie.. thanks to the dear friend who asked me to see it and it was a treat. It was so captivating that i had no thoughts passing my mind..which means something has been able to hold my attention for long enough which is a rare phenomenon these days..
I also got introduced to the poet Pablo Neruda's work. How dont know, though someone suggested me to get inspired by the work of master's and i guess in the process stumbled into his work and i seem to like it .have read only few poems yet..
Life has so much to offer, there are so many things that one can learn and do ..i dont know what i did for so many years .. its never too late to start something good .. thats what have heard .. i guess i will follow that ..

pitcher party time ..

Pitcher party time .. kind of custom at department, for the grad students who either pass cumes or qualifiers.. a reason to celebrate one of the steps towards the ladder that even i have decided to climb. It didnt stuck me till now and the party is in the evening.Its been almost a year now last March and April were the qualifiers and it was in May when the results were out... but now finally its here.. will write later have to go ...

jlt

Aaj ka din bhi khatam..

Though it was wasted ..well think again .. not really.. i worked yah finished old stuff ..well when it can be done on the same day.Are u telling this to me if that happens ...who will procrastinate then ?
waiting for something thats going to finish and i can go home then ..
In the meanwhile started writing things here .. seems like public diary ..

ya rabba de de koi jaan bhi agar ..dilbar ho na dilbar pe ho naa koi asaar .........well sung kailash kher .. kher reminds of anupam kher and a day..that was spent with visually challenged kids ..how it had touched u..and then incidences that followed ..

wandering soul .. how long are u going to wander ?

Muntazir -- koi kami si hai zindagi ke saath

yun to guzar raha hai, har ek pal khushi ke saath..
phir bhi koi kami si hai kyun zindagi ke saath ..

Risthey, bawafayein, dosti ,sab kuch to pass hai
kya baat hai pata nahin dil kyun udaas hai
har lamha hai hasein.. nayi dil kashi ke saath
phir bhi koi kami si hai kyun zindagi ke saath ..

Chahat bhi hai,sukun bhi hai, dilbari bhi hai
ankhoon main khwaab bhi hai, laboon par hansi bhi hai
dil ko nahin hai koi shikayat kissi ke saath
phir bhi koi kami si hai kyun zindagi ke saath ...

Socha tha jaisa waisa hi jeevan to hai magar
ab aur kis talaash main beechain hai nazar
kudraat to meherbaan hai daaryaadili ke saath
phir bhi koi kami si hai kyun zindagi ke saath..

Cooling breeze sometimes burns

A thought of you brought a smile to my face...
Though the reason, is different this time ..

You always said we wud always be like this ..
Cooling breeze in tough times for each other..

Today all i have is this tough time and breeze...
the only difference is that it isnt cooling...

Breeze isnt always soothing, it also intensifies the fire..
Blazing fire, causing wounds and lots of soot..

The pain is being cherished and is the reason for smile!

attempt to scribble ...

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Tears, tears and tears ,
Don't you know how to stop
Where do you come from?
causing this deep pain..

Hours,hours and hours go by
but don't you know how to stop
Enough is the word,that describes it all
but see here you come rolling again

Deep,deep and deep
are the roots of this pain
Still,enough is what i feel
you should now know to refrain

No one has hurt you but you, yourself
All i want now is to be happy..
So, if you come again
let happiness be the reason for your arrival

attempting to write ..end up scrbbling
wandering soul

Nothing much

Anoher day comes to an end,work kept me busy and towards the end of the day while working, listenned to few old movie songs. Actually classics from hindi movies, was a delight to my ears.

Its friday evening, sitting on this couch, watching TV.. i begin to write and that also on my friend's laptop. TV for sure can be used to kill time, watched a movie Ms Congeniality and now some talk show about social issues realted to women, things that people go through in their lives, and some light stuff now ...

When i look outside the window, Its dark and the sky makes a background of the sketch made by the branches of the trees without the leaves and looks like snowfall has started ... another shower of white snow ...so let it snow !

Phir se mausam baharoon ka aane ko hai ...

Phir se mausam baharoon ka aane ko hai...Phir se raangein zamana badal jayega ! These are the lines from one of the ghazals .. and it inspired to me scribble few lines today ..

Times are changing and so are the things around.. Cold cold cold winter is about to get over, its just a hope though i see snow all around..I am from snow land, have always loved snow then why this expression..

Suraj ki kiranien, jab girti hain is barf par.. jagmaga si jaati hai yeh safaid rait

Ek pal main badal jaata hai, sara nazaara ..

Garmaish un kiranoon ki pighla rahi hai ...iss jammi hui barf ko

Daffan zindagi, lagi hai panapne phir se... kya karti hai yeh badalte mausam ka isshara..

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Whats there in the name ?

While reading a blog from a person ..who i always feel writes very well .. this question..whats there in the name popped up ?

The story written was good from the point of view of a writer .. but the name of the character .... did make this sound " ting " . . It was my intuition or what i dont know ... but as i got introduced to the first character's name, i knew that the name would appear .. and just after reading few lines in the story, it did ..

I know its nothing to do with a person, its just the name that been used and there are thousands and thousands of the people who have the same name. Its just a work of art " fiction" as they say ...

When the justification in the name of art was given, something else started to talk ...
Oh are u really so open minded that u could let it go.. if so ? then why the ting in the first place ? why couldnt you read it normally ....whats there in the name ?

Do we associate with the people through the names .. or we start identifying them with the name ...name brings many things .. some bring sweet memories and smile while others bitter experiences .. but those feelings are not because of the name but they are or they were because of the person .. so who matters the person or the name ?

One good thing that came out of all this is .. It atleast provoked me to write this blog ..and in the process of writing .. many things became clear ..

It might stop me from doing certain things in future.. .coz it was used in the way as it was...."horrified depicition though it was fiction " ..

Again the same voice, Oh really ? what if it was just used beautifully in some poetry .. the person who seem affected and horrified by the visions that he got while reading .... would still feel the same ? or will be lost in the romantic world created by the words used by the poet...

Why is it that reading something pleasant .. makes one happy but reading something harsh affects them .. One has to rise above such things ..

Its all about perception ....In this case its not even the person its a character thats build up in the story telling and after all its just a name .. but this name is so close and dear ...

Anyways these are just the thoughts that are running in my mind at this time .. dont know what the consequences will be ..

But one thing thats learnt is dont take things seriously when they are not ...one thought here and there is fine .. take it easy and enjoy the work ...whats there in the name ??? Its just a name afterall ..

Ek subah

Ek subah vidhesh main ...
jab mann naa lage kissi bhi cheez main ..

Baas ek tum ho .. jis ke pass, aa gaye hain hum ...
yeh akela pan mitaane ..

Aaj tak daude thee auroon ke pass ..

Gaye woh din .. Gayi woh baatein ... Gaya woh sab ..

Kaash aap se dil lagaya hota .. .aap ko sab bataya hota ...
aaj shayad hum aapke saath hote ... aap ko samajhte .. aap ko jaante ..

kya kare koi jab khud ko hi naa samajh paaye???
baas apne saath thoda samay bitayein ..... shayad khud ko he jaan paayein ...

Aur yeh kya hua ..... ab aap hamein lagte hai khush:-)
naa hai koi akelapan naa hai koi shikayat ..

Din hai saara aapka ..too kyun naa .. ho jaye shuruwaat..
ek hasein din ki.. ek naye humsafar ke saath ..
joo lagta hai naya... par tha sada tumhara

jo koi aur nahin... baas tum ho ..

Ek koshish ... kuch likhne ki ..
By wandering soul

Here It Starts ...

My entry into the blog world ...decided to have one .. So here i am ..
I am not a creative writer, but can scribble .. dont know what exactly, will it be like ...
Now when i think of it .. will mostly be my thoughts and experiences ..
So , here it starts !