Question ???

I have a question in my mind

I said i have a question in my mind, but now i have one more

I now have some more questions

Asking these questions..

Many more questions start to pop up

A question here and a question there ..

Such is life full of questions ..

I will end it with a question

when was it not a question ?

contd ....(still its incomplete )

naya hai suraj naya hai din bhi
naya hai din to hai nayi shuruwaat bhi
naya hain manzilain is liye naya hai safar bhi

kehta hai kudh ko naya musafir
naye safar ki is daud main
mil gaye hain usse ab naye humsafar bhi

Naye safar ki shuruwaat ab
lagti hai usse badi suhani si

Naya din hai laya saath
nayi khushiyaan bhi

kyun na ho ? yeh pal suhana
intezaar kiya hai usne
iss naye din ka

naya hai din ab ...nayi hai shuruwaat bhi

नया दिन नयी शुरुवात

नया दिन नयी शुरुवात (needs to be completed ) ....

naya hai suraj naya hai din bhi
naya hai din to hai nayi shuruwaat bhi
naya hain manzilain is liye naya hai safar bhi

kehta hai kudh ko naya musafir
naye safar ki is daud main ..naye hain humsafar bhi

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दुनिया जिसे कहते हैं

Another favorite ghazal of mine by Jagjit Singh and Chitra Singh ...
written by Nida fazli


दुनिया जिसे कहते.. जादू का खिलौना है ..
मिल जाये तो मिट्टी है .. .खो जाये तो सोना है ..

दुनिया .. दुनिया...

अच्छा सा कोइ मौसम .. तन्हा सा कोइ आलम
हर वक्त का रोना तो .. बेकार का रोना है ..

दुनिया जिसे कहते हैं ..जादू का खिलौना है ..

बरसात का बदल तो .. दीवाना है क्या जाने
किस राह से बचना है .. किस छत को भिगोना है ..

दुनिया जिसे कहते हैं .. जादू का खिलौना है ..

गम हो की ख़ुशी दोंनों. ..कुछ देर के साथी हैं
फिर रास्ता रास्ता है .. हंसना है ना रोना है ..

दुनिया जिसे कहते हैं .. जादू का खिलौना है ..

twenty love poems and a song of despair --Pablo Neruda

"Poems and a Song of Despair "this collection of poems came to me at a time when i was in the so called poetic phase. I enjoyed reading each and every poem, i read and re-read these poems. Thanks to a friend who shared the book with me ..

my favorites are ....

Ah Vastness of Pines

The morning is Full

So that you will hear me

I remember you as you were

white bee

Everyday you play

I Like for you to be still

In my sky at twilight

Here I love you

Tonight I Can Write..

I like this one the most.. I like the way its written, simple words which convey such deep emotions, memories of love and the pain still so romantic. Set up in the night under the starry sky ..orginally written in spanish and published in 1924 in chile as "Veinte poemas de amor y una cancio'n desperado" .. i have read the english translation .. as long as remember Pablo Neruda wrote this one when he was just 19 years old.

Its such a treat to read .. i absolutely love this one :)

may be i should share this one here ...


Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example,'the night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance".

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings .

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I love her, and sometimes she loves me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me, sometimes i lover her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight i can write the saddest lines.
To think that i do not have her. To feel that i have lost her.

To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

Whast does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.

This ia all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitenning the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but how i loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe i love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long

Because through nights like this one i held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that i write for her.

the exciting journey through google maps ..

It all started with getting directions to a place, from google maps .

I had lots of time in hand, and so saw the satellite option there ... had seen it before but didnt pay so much attention ...I had used satellite option but for locating places in US .. but ..today explored a little more .. reached home ...

ended up looking up looking for himachal..

I remember having a conversation with my advisor about himachal or for that matter with fellow students.or friends (international) who often know where bombay is .. but when i tell them about Himachal they look surprised ..and all i say is," have u seen map of india, do u remember the neck portion of it or the state below Jammu and Kashmir ????

They would say yah .. but i know most of the times its just a yes !

Anyways, i could locate few districts of himachal, like Bilaspur (visited), Chamba, Hamirpur ( visited ), Kangra (my place), Kullu, Mandi, Shimla ( visited),Una (been there)

But couldn't locate Lahol and Spiti, Kinnaur, Solan (visited),sirmour..

I have travelled a lot in HRTC and other private buses to go to school, and i remember the routes and the names of the places...and there is so much more to it ..

I was happy to see palampur, dharamshala, yol, pathiar, bhawarna ...

The wandering soul .. actually travelled far far away through google maps, reached a place so close to her heart and the journey actually became exciting !

PS: all the images are taken from google maps .

Likhna to chahun main ...

likhna hai kitna kuch
par likh nahin paaun main ..

kehna hai bahut kuch
par phir bhi kyun keh nahin paaun main ...

Kya woh main hi thi ..
jo kehti thi sab kuch

subah ki shurawaat karti theen meri batein
raat bhi to dhalti thi meri baaton se..

pal pal ka haal sunati meri baatein
sab kuch keh daalna
sab pata tha
tumhe bhi..mujhe bhi ..

yeh bhi main hi hun ..
jo keh naa paaye kuch bhi

kehna to main bhi chahun
par keh na paaun

baas sunte sunte tumhein
kuch sansein bharti hun abb main.

Likhna to bahut kuch chahti hun
par likh naahin paaun main

.............devnagri script might bring some impact ........

लिखना है कितना कुछ
पर लिख नहीं पाऊं मैं ॥

कहना है बहुत कुछ
पर फिर भी क्यों कह नहीं पाऊं मैं

क्या वोह मैं ही थी ..
जो कहती थी सब कुछ

सुबह की शुरावात करती थीं मेरी बातें
रात भी तो ढलती थी मेरी ही बातों से..

पल का हाल सुनाती मेरी बातें
सब कुछ कह डालना
सब पता था
तुम्हे भी..मुझे भी ..

यह भी मैं ही हूँ ..
जो कह ना पाए कुछ भी

कहना तो मैं भी चाहूँ
पर कह ना पाऊं

बस सुनते सुनते तुम्हें
कुछ सांसें भरती हुं अब मैं।

लिखना तो बहुत कुछ चाहती हूँ
पर लिख नहीं पाऊं मैं

............ How about some translation ..................

likhna hai kitna kuch par likh nahin paaun main ..

I want to write so many things .. but i can't write ...

kehna hai bahut kuch par phir bhi kyun keh nahin paaun main ...

I want so say so many things ... but donno why can't i say ...

Kya woh main hi thi .. jo kehti thi sab kuch

Was that me ? who used say it all ..

subah ki shurawaat karti theen meri batein raat bhi to dhalti thi meri baaton se..

The morning started with my talks and the night ended with my talks too

pal pal ka haal sunati meri baatein sab kuch keh daalna sab pata tha tumhe bhi..mujhe bhi ..

My talks used to narrate the story of every moment ...That way you were aware of whats going on and so was i ...

yeh bhi main hi hun .. jo keh naa paaye kuch bhi

This is also me .. who can't say anything anymore

Baas sunte sunte tumhe kuch sansein bharti hun abb main.

I just listen to you ...taking some breathes in between ...

Likhna to bahut kuch chahti hun par likh naahin paaun main

I want to write a lot .. but i can't write anymore !

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wandering soul, attempts another poem , have tried to translate it..any comments or suggestion are welcomed, this will help me improve :)

somewhere down the menory lanes of my childhood ..my times in himachal.. in pahadi

aaj kuch pahadiya ch likhne da dil karada ..par kya ..eh haali tak minjo paata ni hai ..

akhin band karein taa ..pehli cheez minjo je dusdi seh hai ..mera ghar ..
kaane tithu the dusde duraan ch lukde ucche pahad..

yaad aunda minjo .. se neugal khadda da paani. tispar lal pul ...
pulle par chaldi chuk chuk kardi railgaddi ..

kadi kadi yaad aaunda seh time jaalu .. saare bache khadda ch khelna jande thee
ghante ghante machli pakadne di koshish kari ke ..ek bhi machali ni mildi thi ..

bhedaan charde gaddi bhi dusde citiyan bajande apne dhane jo wapis ...gaderne jo layi jaande ..
kadi kadi bheduan , cheluan kaane khelna .. par gaddiyan de kutte te dar bhi darna bhi yaad hai

Sanjha pani lene tayian bain jaandiyan kudiyaan kanne main bhi gappa mardi
seh saare apne ghade ghadolu.. chukki kari .. kai bari matiyaan gattan lagande
minjo sain kuch sirf doolu ye jo layi kari bhi jaande thee ..
baas peene tai paani lai undi ..eh boli kar ghare te bahar nikali se jaandi thi ..


seh kacche amb,, kaddi kaddi imli, amrood, aaloo bhakhare kanne mirchaan waala lun ..
hmmm.. muin ch paani aayi gaya ...

Bhedach baithi kari .. sunset dikhna ..badde the haith khelna ..
phulanue de phulla kaane malan bananiyaan ...chikka de bhande banane ..

seh gulli danda khelna, kanche khelne, stapu ..kadi kadi chatta te chalang marni
munduan kanne reddi banani ...kanne phiri tissa reddiyan ch sawari karni

baitha de upare te bunna tak jaana .. phiri aagar kadi kapde gaye phatti ta gharein jaai kari daant khana bhi yaad hai ..
sadaka ch cycle chalani .. kai bari bassa diya chatta par chadi kari schoole jo jaana bhi yaad hai ..


Likhde likhde .. many memories are sprouting out ... some things which were there but were hidden somewhere down the layers of time ...

these are just some of the glimpses of all the fun that i had .. there is lots more .. may be i should write it all down ...sometimes i feel i am making this blog like my dairy .. which is filled .. may be i should gift one to myself ... anyways these are some of the random thoughts of this wandering soul .. which went to its childhood ...

My time in himachal was one the best times i had.. first 11 years of my life that i spent there.. thats why the strong connection with himachal ... love himachal from the core of my heart :)

enough scribblings for the day .. bye bye ..

title track from cheeni kum ...

Recently heard the soundtrack of cheeni kum and liked the songs ...
The title song cheeni kum sounds pleasant to me ..

have been listening to it for quite some days now :)

here are the .. lyrics of the song ...

चीनी कम है चीनी कम है , थोड़ी थोड़ी तुझ मैं है कम, कम कम है कम कम
धीरे धीरे, हौले हौले, दूर दूर होगी प्रॉब्लम, हमदम ओ हमदम
सुनले कभी, कहती है क्या, दिल की सदा भी
चीनी कम है..चीनी कम है, थोड़ी थोड़ी तुझे में है कम, कम कम है कम कम
धीरे धीरे, हौले हौले, दूर दूर होगी प्रॉब्लम, हमदम ओ हमदम

दर्द जाता है मुस्कुराके, देख ले देख ले आज़मा के
नर्म होता है मौम जल्के, देख ले देख ले तू पिघल के
मौझों में है कल्कल, लम्हों में है हलचल
ठहरा यहाँ पे पल है क्यों, क्यों

ख़्वाब रंगीन हैं इस जहाँ के, देख ले देख ले तू सजा के
अपने साये से तू निकल के, देख ले देख ले तू बदल के
रंगों के है मेले, खुशियों के है रेले
ध्ढ़्कन में पहरा क्यों है क्यों... क्यों

चीनी कम है चीनी कम है, थोड़ी थोड़ी तुझ मैं है कम,
धीरे धीरे, हौले हौले, दूर दूर होगी प्रॉब्लम, हमदम ओ हमदम
सुनले कभी, कहती है क्या, दिल की सदा भी
चीनी कम है .. चीनी कम है, थोड़ी थोड़ी तुझे में है कम, कम कम है कम कम
धीरे धीरे, हौले हौले, दूर दूर होगी प्रॉब्लम, हमदम ओ हमदम

what did i listen today

Morning started peacefully with amma bhajans ...

In school, wanted to hear a song which came to my mind from no where ..listenned to it many times ...

mastana mausam hai
rangeen nazara
dhadhkan kya kehti hai
samjho isshaara ...
aaj se jaane man dil hai tumhara...

listenning to it actually helped me solve something was that long due...I finally got it :)
was happy all day :)

Afternoon was spent listenning to a CD which was made by a friend .. bangla songs ..
sweet language and some wonderful songs .. enjoyed it thoroughly though dont understand the language completely ..but music had no language ... if u like it ... u like it ...

and as i am writing this .. a friend enters with his guitar .. so i am going to try my hands on it ...
may be its the right time to have my own .. i think i will have it soon ...

i think rest of the evening will be filled with the guitar sessions ...

happy days are back again .. filled with music .. friday evenings are not boring anymore :)

pyaar koshish karne se nahin ..

Pyaar koshish karne se nahin hota
pyaar to baas ho jaata hai ..
pyaar main effort nahin lagta
issi liye to pyaar effortless kehlata hai ..

Kabhi kabhi manzil pata hone se ..
safar assan ho jaata hai
par ..
hamesha manzilein teh kar ke
safar shuru to kiya nahin jaata hai

kabhi kabhi sab assan lagta hai
lekin phir kathin ho jaata hai ..
par ..
hamesha kathin dikhti rahein
samay assan bhi to bana jaata hai ...

Pyaar koshish karne se nahin hota
pyaar to baas ho jaata hai..
yeh to ab samay ke haath hai
ki woh tumhe aur mujhe kahan le jaata hai ..

Thoughts of wandering soul..
started scribbling on 5 june 2007
completed 7 june 2007

real rollercoaster ride :)

Summer is in full swing and so is the fun ...

what a rollercoaster means .. i know it now ..

After 1987 ie in Appu Ghar in Delhi was the last time when i remember i had such rides, not the intense ones though as i was still a child.

Now in 2007 after 20 years went to six flags, have been avoiding it to the best i could but thanks to dear friend who because of his persistent efforts finally convinced me if not to buy a season pass but to atleast go.

When i entered the park and i saw the rides. I was scared to see people scream and way rides were going. But i was asked to try the batman ride, as according to my friend's philosophy," if i decide to have no more rides after this one, i will at least be able to tell all that i had taken this one".

All the time while we were waiting for the ride ... i kept asking this friend .. do u think i will be able to take it ? all he said was, yah it will be fun !..

so was it ! .. i was glad that i did it :)

Then came the other one Mr Freeze .. which was something that scared me.
It was fun again ..

My fav ride was superman's power of tower .. it was around 220 ft in height .. this ride made me realise that i am not scared of heights and the free fall was a real thrill.

Other rides were fun too .. it was a day filled with fun .. absolute fun :)

It was a great day .. so much different then my normal days.

I saw the child inside me... become live :)

bhram hai tumhe .. lekin yeh yakein hai humain

भ्रम है तुम्हें ..
लेकिन यह यकिन है हमें ..

भ्रम मैं यूं भ्रमित मत रहना
कहते रहो जो है कहना ..
आवाज़ ग़र दोगे ...
कहते रहोगे जो है कहना ..
तो सुनेगा ज़माना सारा
वह ज़ुबानेँ भी सुनेंगीं,
जिन्हे है तुम ने पुकारा

भ्रम है तुम्हें ..
लेकिन यह यकिन है हमेँ
बहुत ज़ुबानो को आवाज़ ज़रूर दोगे तुम ॥

This was an attempt to write something inspired by this line "yeh bhram hai mujhe ki bahut zubaanoon ko awaaz doonga main"