Life: A Journey Untill End

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Life is a journey they say which goes on till end. But does this life really ends after the end of this physical existence. Yes?  No?
Well everyone has their own ideology and perception about it, my ideology says that may be our physical existence ends someday in someway for a reason but the act and the deeds of us remains still and alive in this place. Sometimes good and sometimes bad imprints we leave behind our expiry. Whether good or bad is not in our control because what is good according to us may not be necessarily accepted the same way by others.
In this life long we have many short journeys with innumerable destinations, bends, ends with new start. We meet people. We leave people. We dream. We construct. We destruct. We fall. We rise. Sometimes we live memories and other times we leave memories…but life goes on…

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Life: A Journey Untill End

Life is a journey they say which goes on till end. But does this life really ends after the end of this physical existence. Yes?  No?
Well everyone has their own ideology and perception about it, my ideology says that may be our physical existence ends someday in someway for a reason but the act and the deeds of us remains still and alive in this place. Sometimes good and sometimes bad imprints we leave behind our expiry. Whether good or bad is not in our control because what is good according to us may not be necessarily accepted the same way by others.
In this life long we have many short journeys with innumerable destinations, bends, ends with new start. We meet people. We leave people. We dream. We construct. We destruct. We fall. We rise. Sometimes we live memories and other times we leave memories…but life goes on. But the question is in this unlimited roller coaster of success, life, failure, emotions, loss etc how much we live? Actually we forget in moving, falling and standing up so much that we usually forget that the life is to be lived. Don’t you think survival is too mainstream?  😉  Surviving is easy, everyone does that. Have you ever tried living? Ever tried laughing till your stomach hurts? No you never tried but you actually did when you were a toddler. ❤
Living is simple. Living is easy. See a kid while he laughs without care, when he runs without fear.The thing is we are so busy in chasing the unworthy things that we forget to live. Yes it’s unworthy, because you’re running after it like a puppet just to please this world and losing your own pleasure of living.
Chasing dream is fine but won’t it be more fun if you do it for yourself, laugh loud but not for hiding the pain but because you are really happy. 🙂

Chase the dream; but live the reality..

 

 

Time Changes

Although I travelled so far,
But still a part stuck there.
It stayed there ‘cos it waited
or ‘cos it was that moment’s
An unusual chaos,
some distress
claims that ’twas moment’s
The pain in euphoria,
The happiness behind distress,
speaking in numerous way,
chaotically.
Survived the adversity.
Overcame and lived.
Laughed loud.
Mocked the life.
“Now it’s my turn” life says.
Again in distress,
but neither helpless,
nor hapless.
Bcos not distressed,
but definitely strengthened.

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संंगीत और मैं

कुछ  ऐसा िरश्ता है मेरा संंगीत से.
मेरे जज़बात खामोशी मेंं िलपट जाते हैं ,
और संंगीत  उन्हें़ शब्दों में
िपरो के मेरे िदल के करीब ले जाता है.

मैं कोई बहुत अच्छी गाियका तो नहीं,
िफर भी गाती हूँ.
िजतनी मुझे संगीत से मुहबबत है,
उससे कई  ज़्ायदा शायद
संगीत को मुझसे इश्क है.
तभी तो मैं जब बेसुरों की तरह गाती हूँ
तब संगीत भी मेरे साथ
मुझे सही सुरों की समझ देने वासते
मेरे संग गाता है.

शायद  इश्क कुछ ज़्यादा ही है
संगीत को मुझसे.
तभी तो मेरी  उदासी और खुशी
या कभी कुछ ऐसे जज़बात
िजनका  मुझे भी नहीं पता होता
उन्हें भी शबद्ों में िपरो देता है.

कभी-कभी मन
कुछ  उदास सा हो जाता है
और िफर संगीत भी  उन्हें
शबदों में बयान नहीं कर पाता.
मन िफर  संगीत से कुछ
खफा सा हो जाता है.
पर संगीत की किशश
मुझे अपनी ओर खींच ही लेती है.

आिखर कोेई अपने मुहब्बत से
ज़्यादा देर दूर् रह भी कैसे सकता है ?

कुछ  ऐसी होती है
मेरी और संगीत की गुफ़तगु.
मेरी और संगीत की मुहब्बत| 🙂

Sister’s Tribute

She didn’t realise how two years passed. The time when Kusum was in senses again after spending two precious years of her life, in a single room of the house where she lived with her family, she felt that is enough of mourning of her brother’s demise.

“Oh! life is unpredictable, everyone has to leave this earth some or other day. So, please move on.” This is how she was consoled by every visitor.
But is it really very easy to forget the loss of a part of the family?

You know family itself is like a body and losing anyone of them is like losing a part of the body, and this how she felt when she lost her dear brother Rehaan. Her brother’s death was not a normal one.

Rehaan used to stay at any other place, away from his family, he had a job there. He stayed there for almost two years. Everything was going very smoothly untill Rehaan’s mother got a call from his rent owner.

He informed her that Rehaan health is in serious condition and he can’t even walk, so he asked her to come and take him. After a while she pleaded the rent owner to bring her son to their place and in return he will be paid. So he brought Rehaan to his home in two days.

Rehaan wasn’t in the same condition the way he left home. His health deteriorated, he was lean and weak, and when he saw his mom he showered a smile, an ecstasy of reaching, a place called as heaven on earth for him. His dad rushed to him and hugged him and brought him inside home. Rehaan memory was turning weak, his memory of past one year washed away. He didn’t remember anything, whatever happened in last one year. Actually, his brain was infected and this was the reason he was losing his memory slowly and also he was losing his sight.

From the time when Rehaan was brought to home, Kusum looked after him like a mother. She used to take care of his meals medicines, cleanliness and what not. It felt like Rehaan was recovering, although condition of his memory was still the same but physical appearance seemed to be better. But we know well about the silence and calmness before the calamity.

One night everyone was having dinner but that night Rehaan refused to eat, he was anxious, but Kusum like a mother again gave him strength and hope, she said “we will fight together, you’re not alone.” She made him to eat dinner and everyone went to their bed.

Next morning when Kusum went to see her brother, she saw that Rehaan was still, he was not breathing anymore, his heartbeat stopped and his eye lids were not responding. This was the time when Kusum gathered as much strength she could, this was the time when she saw he dad shedding tears for the very first time.  Then how could she forget these things at once?

But now, it has been two years and Kusum couldn’t forget this incident. This broke her from inside and outside, her soul, mind, body, she was lost. But now when she came back to senses, she realised she mourned for a very long time and by doing this she has already disappointed her brother a lot. Now she promised herself to pay tribute to her brother by realising his dream. He wanted to see her independent. Kusum with firm determination started working on her dreams and she turned into a successful entrepreneur and named her company “Rehaan Enterprises”.

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Life

Sometimes we are so lost in the brightness of the world that we are unable to see the valuable and most precious things.
We often forget that all that glitters is not gold. No matter how many times you paint the silver, it will never turn into gold. Similarly, while being lost in the illusion of this bright world we often leave behind many things which actually mean to us.
In making money and to attain luxury we leave our people, for being pragmatic we forget emotions and become a mere puppet, we keep working 24*7 hours and remark that “change is the need of the hour”. But is it really worthy? Do we really stay happy with this change? Do we enjoy the hefty of bank balance saved? Actually we don’t want to answer these questions, the reason is we know that the only answer to it is NO, and the reality is we are so trapped in this that inspite of many trials and wishes we are unable to come out of it.
We want to stay comfortable inside the room with air conditioner without bothering that it’s effects causing harm to the outside environment.
We want to have costly designer attire but we are never concerned about the soul.
What’s the point on living such life? Is it really a life or an alive body with dead soul causing harm to the nature,soul,emotions? 
Why despite knowing and understand everything, why are we so lost?
Don’t let this fake brightness to lead your soul to the darkness. Enlighten your soul and live this beautiful life.

Infinite Love

She was so much in love with him that she forgot about herself, it was a pure, selfless and unconditional love.

One fine day while talking over phone he teased her about the girls who used to chased him. She got angry and disconnected the call. Just like her he was also madly in love with her and couldn’t bear a single drop tear in her eyes…..
So, as soon as she disconnected the call, he left for her place, he reached there in twenty minutes and knocked the door. She knew it was him so she took a while in opening the door and when she opened it, she turned away and started walking towards the living room while peeping him through the corner of her eyes and hiding her ecstasy behind her fake anger. He overtook her and stood infront of her folding his hands; but now she couldn’t hide her happiness which her heart felt and  also couldn’t hide the pain that how much she missed on those twenty minutes. He wiped her tears and gently hugged her and said “Sorry”. She hugged him even more tight and said,”Please never ever leave me alone”. He said,”first you promise me you will never ever cry again”.
She smiled, they giggled and this sacred, never ending pure love never ended…

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Life And Adversity

Sometimes things change and people distant themselves from us, it’s not because they wanna get rid but because this is what the time demands from you so that you can have some time of your’s for yourself and learn to be self reliable in all aspects. It’s not like you’re alone but you are with yourself. You’re with your own thoughts try to make it a positive one, you’re with your own actions try to make it worth appreciating, you are with your own words try to make it worth listening. This is because some people might have surely distant themselves from you but still you’re surrounded with many more people who are waiting to be a part of your life. No don’t rely upon them but let them rely upon because your going to be more strong and a great example of a person full of wisdom who will conquer all sorts of upcoming adversities.

DEPRESSION

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*Two Persons*
Person 1: I am going through depression.
Person 2: There is nothing like depression.
P1: But I am going through it.
P2: It’s just a state of mind. Cope up with it.
P1: It feels like drowning.
P2: Are you sick? Go and get some fresh air.
P1: I think I need to consult a psychiatrist.
P2: You’re not mad. Right? Try to be positive everything will be fine.
P1: I need counselling.
P2: Tell me. I am listening.
P1: I am going through depression.
P2: There is no such thing.
P1: It feels like suffocating.
P2: Try hobbies.
P1: I am unable to sleep, eat, think, and breath. Please help me I am drowning.
P2: ….
P1: Help me……
P2: ……
P1: Help….
P2: ….
P1:  *DROWNED*
P2: He was a coward.
P2: It’s too gloomy without him. It feels like drowning.
P2: I am suffocating.
P2: Why is it feeling so?
P2: Why am I unable to eat, sleep, breath and live.
P2: Do I need counselling?
P2: Do I need a psychiatrist? But I ain’t mad.
P2: Am I going through depression?
P2 : someone please help…………

It’s a conversation full of negativity but it’s the truth that we as society, is unable accept depression as a serious issue; and rather helping the depressed the person we tag him/her as a coward.

Khwab Ki Talash

Chalo aaj ek safar ki…
shuruwat karte hain.
Kho gayi hain jo manzil,
unki talash karte hain.
Kuch murjhaye khwabon ko,
Kuch soyi khwashon ko,
Ek nayi subah se
gulzaar karte hain.
Kho gayi thi jo…
kayi uljhano me,
Kuch rasmo-riwaazon me.
Tadap rahi hain jo
qaid parindey ki tarah zamane se,
Aaj unhe udne ki ijazat dete hain.
Chalo aaj ek shuruwat karte hain.
Kho gayi hain jo manzil
unki talash karte hain.