How LIFE changed!!!

A Fresh Morning in my office!

Its 8:40 in the morning. I freely dropped my arse from two inches above the chair -“dhamm”.” Please take care of my health too buddy” , chair with a sound ‘cheooonn’ seemed to urge me as I swung back almost 20 degree looking at the grandeur and splendid historic building with lot of brick-red hue painted domes on its top standing tall amid the snowy white and purple clouds. ‘Ooh, nice fort.... -my yawn stopped remained air bubbles of admiration to come out of my throat-.....someday I will come you’. Its Royal Palace, Mysore printed on February calendar put on my table. Telephone, computer, keyboard are gazing at me. Mouse is trying to say me , shake me-wake me rahul i am still sleeping since you left me yesterday at 5:50 PM. Don’t cry you bloody mouse...Sorry sorry sorry. Sorry boss how i can dare to talk you in such a rubbish manner. You are my sole true friend who always holds my hand without any complaint. I love you dear. C’mon my lovely little companion, please don’t get angry. You should take rest, just chill.

But my affection for this little pal was enough that i couldn’t help my hand reaching it. Chalo mouse ji, help me open the PC. I bent, reached the button to start CPU put under the table. Windows started, Black screen appeared with few white and yellow icons on it. Habitual Mouse navigated arrow tip to ‘lotus’ icon. Signed in and entered my mailbox. 4-5 new mails. Not any important. Sab faltu….

OMG kaun se karmo ka fal hai ye......why, why??? Why i am here getting monotonous. Why i am given daily this tough job for which i am not eligible. Being a general category candidate it’s not my instinct that i should hold such a important job for which my qualification too does not allow it. My great work- staring at the clock and thinking when the hour needle will cross five- sucks all my energy. My tired eyes want to sleep but bloody shit phones are making noise all around disturbing my open-eye-nap.

Happy HOLI....

पीर समंदर

मत समझ
व्यर्थ,
निरर्थक
और दिशाहीन
मेरा प्रयास
निरंतर गति
एक लक्ष्य
सतत प्रयास
उठते गिरते
कुछ पाने का
जान जाते तुम,
गर की होती
कोशिश एक बार
जानने की, की
क्या उद्देश्य

कर्मों के पीछे!


मैं पागल सा
शोर मचाता
एक बवंडर
मेरे तल पर
लहरों का अम्बर
तन पर
एक वेदना
हर धड़कन में
आखिर ठहरा
पीर समंदर
जान जाते तुम,
गर की होती
कोशिश एक बार
जानने की, की
क्या राज छुपा
लहरों के पीछे!


पूर्णिमा की
दूध रात्रि में
पूर्ण कांतिमय
यौवन तन में
तुम जब भी आये,
मेरे गीले चक्षु
तेज प्रकाश में
देख सकोगे
इस भ्रम में,
क्यूँ मैं इतना
उछला हूँ
जान जाते तुम,
गर की होती
कोशिश एक बार
जानने की, की
क्या मतलब
हरकतो के पीछे!

ocean wants to express his feelings to moon in the full moon night but who is there to feel his feelings???

confused soul!!!

Really don't know how to do???

As i am getting mature, my confusion also growing against।” This is my latest update on facebook। We update something in our status, maybe to show off or to tell others how exciting or how hellful life is spinning around and get comments as , sometimes wishes, sometimes ‘congrates’ , sometimes suggestion and most of the time ‘BAKAR’.and i got –‘confusion is a perennial state of affaire. Everywhere you have choices-either good or bad and they bloody confuse you.’ My friend Pranjal commented very honestly and innocently the basic thing which causes confusion in this most smart shit-our head. But let me tell you my friend that my confusion is not for good or bad. I am so confused that hardly i can elaborate my confusions. Probably i am so confused that i don’t know my confusion, why i am flustered. But i am sure that my bloody confused mind is not confused with this bloody good or bad concept. Thank God. This is the reason, i think, that i am in transition state. State between confusion and frustration. my dillema is digital type. A binary confusion ‘Yes or No’ or ‘mine’ or ‘not mine’ or ‘true’ or false’. My choice is pretty good, i claim. It’s my illusion or confusion or belief –you can put a finger. My confusion is destroying me.

क्यूँ मैंने तुम्हे प्यार किया था?

ठहरे पानी में जैसे किसी ने
एक तरंग संचार किया था
हृदय-स्पंदन को मेरे मैंने
सम्मुख तेरे एहसास किया था
एक झलक पा कर ही तेरी मैं
क्यूँ दिल अपना हार गया था
क्यूँ मैंने तुम्हे प्यार किया था?

मेरे नैनो में जैसे किसी ने
अक्ष तेरा उभार दिया था
इन्द्र धनुष से रंग चुराकर
रूप तेरा साकार किया था
शाम सवेरे ख्वावों में
क्यूँ तेरा सत्कार किया था
क्यूँ मैंने तुम्हे प्यार किया था?

मेरी खुशियों की खातिर जैसे किसी ने
गलियों को बुहार दिया था
कागा ने भी स्वर में अपने
तेरे आने का प्रमाण दिया था
गुजरोगे इस रस्ते से, इस रहा में
क्यूँ पलकों को न्यौछार दिया था
क्यूँ मैंने तुम्हे प्यार किया था?

हाथ पकड़ धीरे से जैसे किसी ने
तेरे दृग पीने को लाचार किया था
ये मधु नही है, अमृत कह कर

चिर जीवित सुरूर दिया था
जाकर सपनों के आँगन में
क्यूँ चुम्बन स्वीकार किया था
क्यूँ मैंने तुम्हे प्यार किया था?

INTZAR MEIN...

PRASTUT HAI MERA NAMAN

On the eve of women's day i wrote this poem . i dedicate this to all NARISHAKTI.