as a kaleidoscope reflects back the beautiful patterns of all that has gone into making of it, so does life... reflecting back all the emotions, the efforts, the work that has been put into it...this blog is about a bit of this and a bit of that and all the little stuffs that life is made of !
Yet each man kills the thing he loves, By each let this be heard, Some do it with a bitter look, Some with a flattering word, The coward does it with a kiss, The brave man with a sword! Oscar Wilde
"Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don't even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child - our own two eyes. All is a miracle." (Thich Nhat Hanh)
over the horizon i see a defining line, one separating the dark and the
not-so-dark.... there seems to be a silent tussle going on, each of them
trying to cross the line and blend with the other one.... but then
crossing the line needs much more than just a mere desire.... it needs a
dedication that's beyond the boundaries defining the norms.... they
stir within themselves.... they fight with themselves... they grow....
they expand and they finally rise.....rise way above that line.... and
there is nothing that can now stop them from blending into each
other.... no line in the world can now divide them...... and then they
together blend into each other to the perfection.... the onlooker can
only marvel at their dance of togetherness....the way they mold into
each other taking different shapes together.....flying everywhere...
moving in all directions...... and now not only over the horizon but
instead they take over the entire sky..... the white and the dark clouds
together ..... ready to pour down .... ready to take the journey
together for the ultimate destination..... ready to quench the thirsty
earth :
क्या हो जो तुम ना भी मिलो तो..... जीना तो फिर भी है.... बस एक कमी रह जाएगी..... एक कसक बाकि रह जाएगी.... हर बार जब भी ख्यालों में आके मुस्कुराओगे तो आँखों में एक नमी सी आ जाएगी .... चलता है, ज़िन्दगी है जैसे भी चल ही लेगी .... क्या हुआ अगर थोडा कम हसेंगे तो ... और अगर थोडा ज्यादा रोए तो ..... ज़िन्दगी बेचारी भी कितना हिसाब रखे और ग़म और ख़ुशी बराबर बाटें .... थोड़े ज्यादा ग़म जान थोड़े ही लेंगे.... उनका भी अपना मज़ा है... सच पूछो तो पता नहीं क्यों ऐसा महसूस होता है की तुम्हारा ग़म भी हमे और बेहतर बनाता जा रहा है..... वरना लोग खुद साथ रह कर भी कुछ अच्छा नहीं कर पाते और तुम तो जाते जाते भी हमे तरासे जा रहे हो..... जा तो रहे हो, पर जाने क्यों लगता है एक बार मुड़ कर देखोगे नज़र भर एक दिन.... और कदम खुद-ब-खुद वापस चल पड़ेंगे हमारी ओर.... और हम वही खड़े मुस्कुरा रहे होंगे जिंदगी को बाँहों में समेटे बिना किसी शिकायत के ... कोई शिकवा नहीं ना तुमसे ना जिंदगी से... क्या करे दोनों अपने हो और खुद से क्या गिला....
Tere bina zindagi se koyi, shikwa, to nahi, shikwa nahi, shikwa nahi, shikwa nahi
Tere bina zindagi bhi lekin, zindagi, to nahi, zindagi nahi, zindagi nahi, zindagi nahi
Tere bina zindagi se koyi, shikwa, to nahi
Kaash aisa ho tere qadmo se, chun ke manzil chale aur kahi door kahi
Tum gar saath ho, manzilon ki kami to nahi
Tere bina zindagi se koyi, shikwa to nahi
Jee mein aata hai, tere daaman mein, sar jhuka ke ham rote rahe, rote rahe
Teri bhi aankho mein, aansuo ki nami to nahi
Tere bina zindagi se koyi, shikwa, to nahi,
shikwa nahi, shikwa nahi, shikwa nahi
Tere bina zindagi bhi lekin, zindagi, to nahi,
zindagi nahi, zindagi nahi, zindagi nahi
Tum jo keh do to aaj ki raat, chaand doobega nahi, raat ko rok lo
Raat ki baat hai, aur zindagi baaki to nahi
Tere bina zindagi se koyi, shikwa, to nahi.....
Didn’t know an emotion, such a strong one can exist at such an age too. This is the problem with we human beings, we always are either underestimating things or overestimating them, hardly ever are we able to achieve that golden beam… that perfect balance…
Why do we feel we are beyond age for a particular thing…. Lately,I’ve been realizing it very frequently that, there is no age related boundaries for emotions, we actually are never too old to not to feel anything….
So, why am I being harsh on myself for feeling that little pang of jealousy…. why not just enjoy the moment when that fiery feeling rises up and clasps your heart for a moment and you feel the sharp pinch there…. And you realize how ardently you want that thing/person to be just yours… all yours !
ps: for people who think emotions like these spring up from the sense of insecurity….. well, mostly it does but, not always…. and it’s ok to feel this way at times… and let yourself go with the flow of emotions and enjoy it while it lasts… so couldn’t halp humming this song to myself…. J
