Friday, December 24, 2010

The Macho Girl

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After tedious and monotonous nine hours in the office I was returning to my flat at the break of dusk by a cab accommodating eight more gentlemen other than me. [FYI: you should be aware how exhaustive it appears for a GET to work in office whether he/she is bombarded with work or given complete rest. Both cases cause the acidity which appears as ‘kaha aa gaya main yaar’, GET saying frustratingly.] Being quietness part of my instinct, i was sitting calm without involving in time pass kind of discussion that was booming in the cab. Intruding my calmness somebody asked curiously, “UP16 kahan ka number hai?” ‘ UP20 belongs to Bijnor, so it may be for Ghaziabad, Noida or Meerut ‘, i replied with laziness. (due to his peculiar kind of voice i was confirmed about who asked this question but was surprised why he had asked this question because there was a proverb -“ he knows everything”- which we all used to admire his knowledge. Thank God i got the privilege to be his colleague. A walking encyclopedia. Now i seldom need to go for “Google Search” for any information. But he angrily snaps, ‘stop teasing me’. “Don’t worry soon you will become complete ‘google search engine”, I want to say looking at his furious face. )

Before i could question-‘what you have to deal with UP16?’- I noticed that everyone except me was peeking out of cab excitedly. So i did. ‘Oh! This is the matter’- i smiled. I noticed even the driver in his 50’s who turned excited at the steering, trying to utter wordlessly ‘Let me catch her’, defying the notion that excitement gets diminished with growing age, was impregnating charged occupant’s stomach with jerk making abrupt cut with different combinations of gear, brake and acceleration.

I looked at the bike. Number plate read UP16. ‘Oh! Beta isliye pooch rahe the UP16......’, i commented with a smile. The macho-girl was impeccably able to draw anyone’s attention because of rareness of the scene, a girl-slim, tall and model like look-driving a bike. Everyone looked at her face. “ abe ye to L&T me hi job karti hai”-someone spoke. Apart from her being a girl everyone was familiar with her face because of her fashion smeared look and attitude. Her face itself cleared the query about UP16 since almost everyone in cab was known about her being from Noida.

‘See here... who says UP is not forward and advanced?’ , my mind said to me sarcastically. ‘Thanks to Bahin Kumari Mayawati and Mulayam singh like Local Politicians for developing UP upto such advancement.’

*GET-graduate engineer trainee

Thursday, December 16, 2010

ग़ज़ल : शरारत तो देखो वक़्त की


शरारत तो देखो वक़्त की,
इंसान को क्या कर दिया
राख छू कर कह रहा है
आग में गर्मी नही है !

गर तेरी नादानगी को मैंने

यू ही मुस्करा के टाल दिया,
मत बोल शीतलता देख मेरी
खून में गर्मी नही है!


वक़्त के संग चलना है तो
कुछ चाल फरेब सीख ले
भाई वक़्त के इस दौर में
ईमान की कीमत नही है!


कैसे समझोगे भला तुम
क्या दिल की मेरे आरजू है
दर्द है मुझको भी, बस
रोने की फितरत नही है!


खुद-व-खुद जानोगे; संग मेरे
दो कदम चल कर तो देखो,
मुटठी भर हृदय मेरा
समंदर से कम नही है!

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