Friday, May 20, 2011

Zindagi ke safar mein guzar jaate hai jo makaam


Bachpann mei hum sapne dekha karte the, maa ki godd mei baithke, taare gina karte the


Sapnon mei sochte, jab bade honge, tab taare tod layenge maa ke liye


Jab bade hue, tab paison ki chamak mei iss tarah andhe ho gaye, ki sapne kahi peeche kaali parchaai mei chupp gaye


Paison ke peeche aise daude, ke parchaai bhi kadam na mila saki


Pyaar, sanskaar, parivaar, sab reh gaye peeche, hamari parchaai se guzara karte hue


Humne socha, jab Lakshmi ke haath dhare waapis lautenge, tab pyaar, parivaar, parchaai sab haath failaye khade honge


Humne to iraada kar liya tha, lekin Lakshmiji ke iraadon ka hisaab nahi kiya


Wo thehri, natkhat, chanchal hirani jaisi, jitna hum paas jaate, utna wo durr bhaagti


Arso gujar gaye, paison se kabhi jee nahi bhara


Ek roz jab palat ke dekha to pyaar ne saath chod diya tha, sanskaar bhrashtacharya mei ulajh gaya tha aur parivaar, wo to hamari raah dekhte dekhte jaane kab parchaai ke andhere mei simat gaya tha


Parchaai ab bhi hamare peeche thi, par paison ki tez daud ne uska naksha iss kadar badal diya tha ki hum khud apni parchaai ko pehchaan nahi paye


Sab kuch to kho chuke the hum, bas chitta ko aag lagana baaki reh gaya tha


Aaj paise kaam aayenge, kafan jo khareedne hai


Kaash ke hum bade hi na hote, hum maa ki godd mei, taaro se baatein karte hue hi khush the





(This is something I've been meaning to do since a while - write something in Hindi. It's just such a beautiful language.

I know there will be a zillion glaring errors so please feel free to point them out.)



Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Do you know what lies behind these dark eyes?




Look at me, LOOK AT ME! Not like that, you’re not ‘looking’ really. Try again. This time, really LOOK. Look into my eyes, what do you see? Do you see what I see in the mirror? No, don’t tell me they’re pretty. Look deeply, do you see the insanity? The creeping psychosis? Do you see it now? Do you see the worm in my brain?




Tuesday, May 10, 2011

If death is kind

Perhaps if Death is kind, and there can be returning,
We will come back to earth some fragrant night,
And take these lanes to find the sea, and bending
Breathe the same honeysuckle, low and white.

We will come down at night to these resounding beaches
And the long gentle thunder of the sea,
Here for a single hour in the wide starlight
We shall be happy, for the dead are free.


~ Sara Teasdale

Friday, May 06, 2011

Humanity - the most important quality in an individual

Patriotism is over rated. All these wars and blood shed to protect the interests of one's country and countrymen, does it make sense at all? Hell no! There is this amazing quote I heard somewhere 'Patriotism is simply the belief that my country is better than yours because I was born in it.' I mean if a fiercely patriotic Australian was born in England instead, he'd be obsessing about how great England is. We're all exactly the same, no matter where we're born right? The countries, the borders, they're just details that have been receiving far too much importance. It is just a way for governments to stay in power, same goes for religion. I would refrain from discussing religion though for obvious reasons.


The single most important thing, according to me, is humanity. Just that, nothing else. Like a friend of mine recently pointed out - You can judge the real character of a person based on the way he treats someone who can be of no particular use to him. Her example went like this, "If I own a dog who is faithful to me, I'm obviously going to treat him well because he belongs to me, and he is a great comfort to me. But my character cannot be decided on the way I treat my pet dog. It should be ajudged depending on the way I treat the stray dogs who are of no use to me." Same goes for humans, for example, you can judge the true nature of a person by the way he/she treats an ex he/she has just broken up with. Does he/she excercise caution while dealing with the stray dog, that used to be his at some point, for the simple reason that it is a living being with feelings, or does he kick the stray, because well, "you are no longer there to lick my feet when I get home".


Makes tremendous sense I feel. Anyway, that's all I had to say through this blog. Humanity - the most important quality in an individual.