कितना मुश्किल होता है किसी को समझना

कितना मुश्किल होता है किसी को समझना,
जब कोई बोलता ही नही है,
छुपा लेता है, अपनी भावनाओं को,
दबा लेता है, अपने अहसासों को.

कितना मुश्किल होता है किसी को समझना,
जो सुनता तो सब कुछ है,
पर अनसुना कर देता है सवालों को,
या टाल देता है उनके उलझे जवाबों को.

कितना मुश्किल होता है किसी को समझना,
जो समझता तो है अहसासों को,
सवारता भी है उनको शिद्दत से,
पर उनको जीने से डरता भी है.

कितना मुश्किल होता है किसी को समझना,
जो चाहता है साथ रहना,
पर बुलाता नही पास अपने,
और दूरियों को बनाए रखता है.

कितना मुश्किल होता है किसी को समझना.

वो अनजानी गलियाँ

वो अनजानी सी गलियाँ

जिंदगी के किसी कोने मे छुपी हुई.

गलियाँ दिखाई तो देती है

पर उनका तिलिस्म उनको अनजान बना कर रखता है

कोई पर्दा ढंके रहता है राज़ को

और झलक दिखा कर उत्सुकता भी बड़ा देता है

कोई बुलाता है उस तिलिस्म को दिखाने के लिये

फिर खुद ही ढांक देता है , किसी डर से

हम भी उन गालियों मे झाँकते है

कुछ देखते है कुछ जानते है

कुछ सोचते है कुछ मानते है

पर फिर वहीं रुक जाते है

इंतजार करते है तिलिस्म के टूटने का

वही तिलिस्म, जो खुद भी एक तिलिस्म मे बंधा है

जो एक डर से बांधे हुए है कई डर

पर फिर भी उन्हे किसी को दिखाना है

अंधेरे से उजालों मे लाना है

एक सुन्दर सा दुनिया को कोना

जो अंजाना है सबके लिये

किसी के लिये वो सारा जहां है

उस जहां मे किसी और को बसाने के लिये

टूटना ही होगा उस तिलिस्म को

बिखरना ही होगा उस डर को

कोई और नही कर सकता यह क़रिश्मा

सिर्फ तुम्हे ही करना होगा

सिफ तुम्हे ही लड़ना होगा , अपने आप से.

फ़ासले

वक्त बदलता जाता है ,
फ़ासले बदलते जाते है . 
कभी होते है मीलों दूर ,
कभी साँसों में बस जाते है ,
कभी चलते है साथ साथ
कभी भरोसे नहीं बन पाते है .
कभी वादे  साथ चलने के ,
कभी  दूरियों के बहाने ढूंढें जाते है .
कभी खो जाते है बाँहों में ,
कभी पास भी नहीं आते है .
वक़्त खेलता है साथ हमारे
या वो हमें आजमाते है .

कोई तो रोक ले ..

एक बार फिर से
मैं उसी जगह पे खड़ा हूँ,
कोई जा रहा है ..
मुझे छोड़ कर
चाहता हूँ मैं,
उसके साथ रहना
चाहता हूँ मैं
उसे दिल भर के देखना
मैं कर नही पा रहा
कुछ भी
सिर्फ़ देख रहा हूँ
उसको जाते हुए
मैं बँधा हुआ हूँ,
अपने ही वादों मे.
झूठ बोल नही सकता,
सच सह नही सकता.
क्यों  जा रहे हो
मत जाओ ना.
मैं नही रोक सकता
कोई और तो रोक ले
हवाओं तुम रोक लो
पानी तुम रोक लो
धरती तुम रोक लो
आसमान तुम रोक लो
तारे तुम रोक लो
चाँद तुम रोक लो
कोई तो रोक ले ..
भगवान तो मेरी सुनता नही है,
जो माँगो वो छीनता ज़रूर है.
भगवान तुम्हारी सुनता है,
तुम ही बोलो ना ..
पर कोई तो रोक ले …
कोई तो रोक ले .

हॊली

प्रहळाद का हरिनाम जपना
अग्नि के शॊलॊं से बचना

बुराई का दहकना
होलिका का जलना

कृष्ण और गोपीयॊं का प्यार
गुलाल और रंगॊं की फुहार

अपनों का मिलन
दुश्मनी का दहन

त्योहर की उमंग
मस्ती की तरंग

hope is there

I wanted to win Heart, with no battle
Distance to heart is always very long
and I have no vehicle to cover it anytime
 
I went to Moon asking him to come with me
To impress for a decent meeting
Moon didn’t come
He didn’t want to feel inferior
 
I went to Stars for the little help,
They said,
when every smile is sprinkling stars ,
We will fall valueless
 
Now I’m standing clueless…
What else I could do…..
Its not my way, but I’m on it
so will keep on trying
 
Moon and starts cant help
but Sun will shine some day
hope is there
hope is there

I am different, not like others…

On an ordinary evening,
Heart at calm and Mind resting.
Something sparked, I yet to find what.
I found myself in a new stream,
Where I never thought of being.
 
Now Mind and Heart fighting with each other.
Heart knows right and wrong, but ignores
Mind keeps on pushing towards right.
Heart is always ahead and keeping me flowing in the stream.
 
Knowing my limitations, Mind is pulling me back.
I’m not God, but little less than a human
 
Mind lost to the Heart and as best friends does,
Helping Heart with what it is asking for
Now I am Ignoring mind and flowing with heart
Forgot about losing or winning, now I started moving
 
Path is challenging, and I have nothing
How to share, what I am feeling?
If my feelings are very bad
Stop me now, don’t let me go ahead.
 
I just want some time, spared for me.
I want to explain, what’s in me
I know I am bad, very bad.
But I have well, better than others.
I am different, not like others.
I am different, not like others..
I am different, not like others…

प्रकृति तो हमेशा ही, मेरी सुंदर माँ जैसी है

प्रकृति तो हमेशा ही, मेरी सुंदर माँ जैसी है.

गुलाबी सुबह से माथा चूम कर, हँसते हुए उठाती है,
गर्म दोपहर मे ऊर्जा भर के, दिन खुशहाल बनाती है,
रात की चादर में सितारे जड़ कर, मीठी नींद सुलाती है,

प्रकृति तो हमेशा ही, मेरी सुंदर माँ जैसी है.

हरे पेड़ों से साँसे देकर, जीवन हमको देती है,
मीठा नीर बहा नदियों मे, हरदम हमें पालती है,
खिला के खूबसूरत फूलों को, जीवन मे रंग भरती है.
प्रकृति तो हमेशा ही, मेरी सुंदर माँ जैसी है.

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Prakruti to hamesha hi  , meri sundar maa jaisee hai.

Gulabi subah se matha choom kar, Hasate hue Uthati hai

Garam dopahar me Oorja bhar ke ,  Din khushhaal banati hai

Raat ki chaadar me sitare jad kar, meethi neend sulati hai

Prakruti to hamesha hi  , meri sundar maa jaisee hai.

Hare pedo se saanse dekar, jeevan humko deti hai

Meetha neer baha nadiyon me,  hurdam hame Palati hai

Khila ke khoobsoort phoolon ko , jeevan me rang bharati hai

Prakruti to hamesha hi , meri sundar maa jaisee hai

Strength v/s Weakness

6 years back, I was being interviewed for my new job. I already cleared HR round and 2 rounds of Technical discussions. And it was next level of discussion. The interviewer asked me to tell my 5 strength. I replied with my 5 qualities, which I thought as my strength and one of them was Honesty. The next question was to tell about 5 weaknesses. Truly speaking, I was not prepared for this question . I took some time and replied back with my weaknesses. One of them was Honesty.

Yeah.. Same thing can be our strength and weakness as well. When we know our strengths, we use our strengths and very much depends on them. It is not necessary that we can use our strengths at every places. And some places, some qualities plays negative role and then it becomes our weakness..

I always felt that honesty is my strength. And like other followers of honesty , I think that I can achieve anything with it. But life is not so simple. We are surrounded by people, who do not understand meaning of honesty and want to achieve their goal by any means. When we start sharing our honesty with them, they take advantage of it and push us back. Even when we are close to achieve something with our honesty, they will take over from wrong side and snatch what we deserve to have.

Many places, I found honesty is appearing as my weakness. No one appreciate honesty , but try to penalize small mistakes which I accepted due to my honesty. People , those who are not very honest, hide their bigger crimes . And people happily accept them as nice people and sometimes getting rewarded.

For the same reason I say … Honesty is best policy, only if you have courage to compromise.

We all need to consider, when some strength becomes a weakness, then we must try to reduced our dependency and create some other strength.

At this point, I’m confused. Is honesty really a value for me ? or it will end me as a Looser

 

Value of Gift

My hometown Indore is famous for Namkeen. We get very good quality and tempting taste Namkeen in Indore. All my friends and colleagues knows about it. Every time when I visit Indore, I get some Namkeen for my friends. I was working in Germany and was coming to Indore for a short vacation. One of my friend asked me to bring a pack of special namkeen for him. Without fail I bought a packet for him and he was very happy having it. Then he asked me how much he should pay for the packet .. I got it for him as friend so I didn’t want to take the money. But he was continuously insisting to take money and asked him to pay Rs 51080. He got shocked, but he knew that I’m joking. I immediately gave him calculation , Rs 80 for Namkeen and Rs 51000 for flight expenses to Indore. Then he said, he asked for the Namkeen only, why he should pay for flight . And my logic was that I didn’t bought that packet for selling .., if I have to sell then I should include all the expenses to get the packet till there. In the end , my friend smiled and happily accepted the packet for free J.

Looking from his perspective, he was trying to pay for the packet which he was receiving. But actually, he was forgetting that there are some efforts and emotions associated to get the packet .

This happens very often with us . We try to evaluate gift by its price and we forget the associated emotions and efforts required to get the gift . For me actual value of gift lies in the emotions and efforts and which are priceless.

Today, I received an awesome and Priceless gift from one of my Friend…. Two pebbles.  What made pebbles priceless .. the emotions attached to it.  The pebble came from holy land of Mansarover, my dream place to visit once in life time.  I asked her to bring these stones when she visited there last month. She had BP problem and she was having very hard time to survive there. She  had to cut short her tour , suffering from breathing problems. Despite of all these odd situations, she remembered my request and got those pebbles for me. I’m really so happy, not able to find any word to thank her for this priceless gift. I am planning to frame these pebbles in glass case and keep with me for rest of life as one of my BEST gift I ever had.

 

Gifts are pack of emotions, and should be return in same way only. Price of emotions can be paid by emotions only. No other currency can buy it . We should not try to pay money in return of gifts.

If we really want to return , then we should also give some gift in return.

Value of gift cannot be compared with its price, but can only be compared with the emotions involved.