Some Ulta Pulta

It was long after we had separated from each other, being in a blissful accord of marriage. I happen to come across a painting that was put up for sale in the café, where I use to come after my working hours. Coming here was a different feeling altogether, it felt as if I am away from the weird world which exist to not to exist. There was a certain kind of connection which I sensed whenever I am here, it was like someone might have awaken my soul from the crowd of soulless realm.  So I asked Abhijeet, the cashier how come this painting here and that too for sale. He told me it was of a customer who was a regular and had dues to be cleared off, for which the painting acts as surety. Out of my eccentricity, I asked for the price and what I was told was nothing compared to the beauty of the painting. Just twelve thousand and seven hundred, I cross checked but it was certain. By the time I had got my regular coffee which I took to the habituated corner table of mine, I felt so imm...

I don’t exactly remember how you look like, there is a blur imaginary memory of yours in my mind. More than the image of yours there is a feel of what you are and who you are? The way you held the hand, clutching of fingers in to the fingers, holding my arm when you walk around, the way you look up to me and see deep down in to my heart through my eyes. One thing I got it for sure, that its pure feel of the one you have, you may not see it, or touch it or hear it but you can always feel it. And that feel is so pure, so true to the thoughts of yours. It’s the soul that connects us nothing else. I have a way to believe all those things, it something that I have experienced over the period of time. This is one of those times when I feel short of words to express what it is all about exactly. People have given their own strange definitions to LOVE, but I’m still not sure whether it is love or not, or whatever it is. It is something that can only be cherished alone. One has to be completel...

Why I fall in love with every face I see ? Today while moving around in a marriage function, I had this strange emotional connect with almost every girl I saw there. It was as if, I have fallen in love with each one of them. There was not one particular girl who was special, all seemed to be more or less similar yet each girl had her own uniqueness. The girl in yellow suit had the prettiest eyes. The girl who crossed me near the mandap, who was wearing a black and golden chanya choli  had that waist to die for.  The curly hair girl in peach colored Anarkali suit, I would love to keep my fingers cuddling her hair locks. And lastly, the girl in blue lehnga, who was there at the kulfi stall, she had the brightest smile, so mesmerising. They all had something special in them, something unique that made me fall in love with all of them. None of them was perfect in all aspects but whatever they had, has surely made me go crazy for them. After coming back from the party, now i reali...

चारों ओर शोर सा है पर मैं ना जाने खामोश क्यों खुद से खफा नहीं हूँ पर यूं संतुष्ट भी नहीं नोटों से भरी इस दुनिया में इक पेड़ है जो छाँव और फल देता है मेरे जैसे पथिक का वो ही आसरा भी होता है पर जब तक नहीं मिलता वो इन नोटों वाले पेड़ों का ही गुज़रा है कब दिन ढल जाएगा कब रात बीतेगी, इस आस में के राहत मिल पाएगी बस चल रहा हूँ मैं उस झोंके के संग ले चले जहां वो मुझे मेरी डोर तो छूट गयी बस एक गांठ बाकी है अभी भी कुछ सांस बाकी है फिर पसरेगी खामोशी फिर पूस की रात आएगी जब जश्न ज़रूर मानेगा पर ग़म की घटा भी छाएगी निकलेंगे हम उस आँधी में फिर दीप ज्ञान का लेकर शोर होगा साँसो में और गरज उठेगी धड़कन लौ से दीपक की हम राख़ करेंगे नोटों को पेड़ों पे सिर्फ फल लगेंगे और छांव मे बीतेगा ये जीवन

FATE. Its a strangest thing in one's life. How much we deny it, how much we try to run away from it, it is something that keeps us reminding that "Hey! I am here". It is also said that our fate is written even before we are born. But it also said that our fate is in our hands, we can make it as we like. Our constant efforts and hardwork leads us to our fate. There is something that is rarely seen with fate and that is connection. Yes, the same connection that binds us as humans as relations as together. Our fates are also connected with each other. My fate will affect everyone around me. Every thing I do, is somewhere somehow will relate to someone somewhere, will make an impact on someone. While working and putting down constant efforts, another thing that comes before you is the Decision. Sometimes its not the whole hard work & effort thing by merely your decision/choice that leads you to your fate. Such a choice could be as simple as picking up a candy or as diffi...

O’ my mighty heart, why don’t u understand… she has left you long back & you are still waiting for the end…. Why can’t you accept the truth, that she has moved on…. times are changed now & you think she would still come…. Why you preserve those memories, which haunt you every moment…. makes you feel lonely and gives u pain again & again…. O’ my mighty heart leave her thought …. not for me but for those who wants u to be their part….

Time - it never stays for you or me, its always on. When I thought I can hold it, its already gone. Time - its going on on - n - on....goin on All round-the-clock, I kept thinking of you and the moments we spent, as if they'll never flew like the bad times, these good times too have gone, before I knew. Now i dont know what to do, Thats what I have to make Thats what my like will take all i need is to go on just move on - going on on - n - on....goin on Dont feed your past bcoz it will never last & if it wud have last then its not the past. No one can get u wat has gone no one can tell u wat will come its U who has to carry on bcoz life goes on - going on on - n - on....goin on And I have to Move On

 ABC by Wislawa Szymborska An old poem by Wislawa Szymborska, it still finds it relevance even today… ABC I’ll never find out now What A. thought of me. If B. ever forgave me in the end. Why C. pretended everything was fine. What part D. played in E.’s silence. What F. had been expecting, if anything. Why G. forgot when she knew perfectly well. What H. had to hide. What I. wanted to add. If my being around meant anything to J. and K. and the rest of the alphabet.

O Teri !!! ye tera June & July... karne laga heart fir se fly... may be it too early for rains n romance... but jo bhi ho, it gives u a lifetime chance... leave ur past, just njoy ur present... He is a form of gift that God has sent... embrace the journey of love again... bcoz people loose, love always gain... sit on 'band stand', walk down the 'marine drive' till u reach 'nariman point' hold the hands n feel the breeze let it go in n ur make ur heart seize... bcoz in love rules dont imply... remember its June & July... n ur heart is gonna fly....

Vo jhooth bol ke tujse, baatein karna Sirf isliye kyunki, Dil chata h teri awaz sunna Unn batoon me saari kahaniya bunna Har baar ek naya chehra tujhe pesh krna jiske peeche chhup kr tujhse saari baat ho par jab bhi ye karoon to ek hi darr laga rahe kahin meri in baaton se tujhe naa koi aaghat ho jitna bhi main rokun khud ko utna hi tujhse judta jaaun har baar anjaane me vo kar baithu jisse tujhe main dard de jaaun... achha hota ke jhooth naa bolna padta mujhko sach se hi saare kaam ho jaate par ye mumkin naa tha kyunki naa tu mujhe samjh saki aur naa main tujhe jaan saka

If my dream had no sight of you, I would never close my eyes... I just had a space with no glace. Your hands on my face... Let me pamper you & caress you. Just two of us, me and you. It is not care, it is not affection it is not LOVE, as it has laws of attractions...

"The Princess" if i call u wud not be wrong... its just i wanna make my effort, not to regret ever in life long... i dont knw what wud be ur reaction, people say that its just an attraction... i dont need any yes or no as an answer bcoz will u marry me is not my question... just need to talk or have a walk only u n me & no one to stalk... nothing about future nor the past, present is something what i talk... Ur dreams, ur world is not too far lend me ur hand & i'll be at ur par... no one will know, whom u fear so ? let me be there again., where u rest on me n i vanish all ur pain.... its just i wanna make my effort, not to regret ever in life long...

The pain has not even got away, my eyes are wet even without rain... No way that I could take you out of me, You are still there even closer than that of me... Love never fades away what may the passage of time, as the sun just sets away but never looses its shine...

I don't need your care, no need of your cuddle, for my life you are just a hurdle... I know breaking all ties is sudden, but for me things have become a burden... Love just fades away with the passage of time, as at the day end fades the sun shine...

Sometimes life becomes a Sea Shore, people come & enjoy, they say they love it, they spend their best moments there, they even regret of not being there, but at end no one stays back forever, no makes it their HOME. Just as a Joker, people love him, enjoy him, but no one stays for him. But still he manages to keep his true face hidden from the world. This is my tribute to most fun loving person i have seen in my life. I across a strange fact, that while many were happy being together yesterday,many were happy being separated.  In Ahmedabad, 4 couples got divorce granted and the smile on there face was enough to explain there happiness. It may be the one side of story but still it makes me sure of one thing that is its all up in your head, whether its 14 Feb or 15 Feb or any other day or simply every day u need to celebrate ur LOVE. Outside a  garden in Ahmedabad, which is famous among couples as a hang out spot, there was this man standing and distributing Coconut Water f...

Enough about love but now about my country's govt, media & social activists. Old Story: The Ant works hard in the withering heat all summer building its house and laying up supplies for the winter. The Grasshopper thinks the Ant is a Fool and laughs dances plays the summer away. Come winter, the Ant is warm and well fed. The Grasshopper has no food or shelter so he dies out in the cold. New Indian Version: The Ant works hard in the withering heat all summer building its house and laying up supplies for the winter. The Grasshopper thinks the Ant's a Fool and laughs dances plays the summer away. Come winter, the shivering Grasshopper call a press conference and Demands to know why the Ant should be allowed to be warm and well fed while others are cold and starving. NDTV, BBC, CNN show up to provide pictures of the shivering Grasshopper next to a video of the Ant in his comfortable home with a table filled With food. The World is stunned by the sharp contrast. H...