Seldom Pleasures!!

And now i think you are finally free...RIP Michael All we have to do, now, Is take these lies and make them true somehow. All we have to see Is that I don't belong to you, And you don't belong to me....yea yea Freedom; Freedom;

I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A Poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed—and gazed—but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils. -William Wordsworth

Dear Sisters, This is the letter every sister would want to write to their sisters. This is the time when I see you both getting to an era of responsibility with your adulthood! You live in a society which will always ask you to look your best, stand straight, speak less and speak soft.  The Society would pretty much know what you are best at then your own-self. They will know which Profession you should choose and which not; what kind of friends and how many of them you should have and whom not and to work or not to.. This is a web of complexities which starts its fabrication right from the time you take birth as a girl. This Society, people around you will try really hard to fit you in a certain mould. But its upto you how you take it. I know you have equally worked hard for your life, your career, your individuality just as our brothers. I know you too look out to be acknowledged for what you are and what you can do. You may do things a little differently but beautiful i

‘What’s you favorite colour?’ She  asked,. ‘All your emotions’,  He replied. ‘What made you stay here?’, She wondered. ‘The hope in your eyes’ He smiled. ‘Is that your love that echoed?’ She Doubted. Yes and its grown in time. He admitted…. Such was the story they lived, So virtuous and alluring, He loved her more than the tree carrying its leaves, More than the sun, Who died every night to let his love (moon) breath.. Slowly and all at once, He fell for her with his each heartbeat.

ज़िंदगी चल रही थी, पर वक़्त थमा सा था, साँसे चलती थी, पर सपनो में कमी सी थी, हर राह अनजानी थी, हर राह अकेली थी, पर चलते रहे हम राहों पर बस उम्मीद ही तो अपनी थी। दबा के हर जज़्बात, दफना के हर ख़यालात, चलना चाहा वक़्त की रफ़्तार से, भूल के हर सितम, मुस्कुरा कर बस हम, चल पड़े थे ज़िन्दगी की तलाश में, उम्मीद न थी इस सिरे, न मिली कभी उस सिरे, बिखर सी रही थी ज़िन्दगी, कभी इस सिरे तो कभी उस सिरे। बिखरे सिरों को समेटे हुए, अपनी उम्मीद को संजोते हुए, ये कहा लाई थी ज़िन्दगी फिरभी, दो पल का सुकून था जहाँ, सूकून वैसा और कहाँ, घर अपना था पुकारता, पिता के सपनो को खंगालता, माँ मेरी भी सोई नहीं, उम्मीद मेरी अभी खोई नहीं।

This day a few years back, When i was even less than half of what i am infact, When this day meant a lot to be, And today also i have all those memories intact. The excitement prevailed for days before, What should i expect, created a chaos, When the only confusion was what i wore, And my sandals did not match oh god.. I invited her for my birthday party and cake, And she preserved some gifts for this date, I guessed what's in there with a tremulous smile, Noiselessly prayed it's not something I hate. Years are gone and days went, We are grown ups and only a little zeal left, We wish could go back and be child again, And relive these moments as earlier felt.

ज़िन्दगी को हमने हकीकत के आइने में ढलते देखा है, अपनों को अपनों से वक्त के साथ बदलते देखा है, गुरूर था उन्हें जिन ज़ज़्बातों पर, उनहीं ज़ज़्बातों को हमने वज़ूद खोते देखा है। जिन नज़रों में कभी प्यार झलकता था, आज उन नज़रों को ही बदलते देखा है, आज हमने भी एक ज़िन्दगी से, एक ज़िन्दगी को अकेले लड़ते देखा है। न पूछा कभी और न कभी जाना, फिर भी हर पल शिकायत करते देखा है, बस कुछ वक्त के लिये हम गुम क्या हुये, हमने हर रिश्ते को मुंह मोड़ते देखा है। आसान नहीं हर पल बिखर के यूं सिमट जाना, हमने पहाड़ों को आसमान से लड़ते देखा है। ख्वाहिश तू किसी बात का गम न कर, हमने हर गिरने वाले को संभलते देखा है।

Kal ki hi to baat hai ye, Jab hasi ke thahake lagte the, Bachpan ke bisre kisso pe, Jab geet suhane likhte the.. Kal ki hi to baat hai ye, Jab hasi ke thahake lagte the.. Vo gudda tera aur meri gudiya, Jab saj dhaj kar taiyaar hue, Lete phere aur dekhe duniya, Vo pal kitne suhane lagte the, Kal ki hi to baat hai ye Jab hasi ke thahake lagte the.. Kuch badal sa gaya in saalon me, Kuch alag se ab halat hue, Gudda Gudia ki us kahani me, Shayad alag se ab jazbaat hue, Pariyo ki kahaniyo se nikal, Jab haqeeqat se hairaan hue, Laga kal ki hi to baat hai ye, Jab ye khel suhane lagte the.. Ab na vo Gudiya hai, Na uski pariyo ki toli, Badal gaya sab kuch , Jab uthi thi uski doli, Apno ke beech reh kar bhi kyu, Use log anjane lagte hain , Kal ki to baat hai ye, Jab uske hasi ke thahake lagte the. Sab chod chad ke aai wo, Hai sabke mann ko bhai vo, Par kuch to hai jo chuth raha hai, Kuch andar hi andar toot hai, Ab to bas

There I see the dawning day, With lovely hues of red and grey, I see the birds singing their dreams, And a flight with their icarus wings.. I see the hope building in the light, For each day is new and equally bright, So why is there a shadow of past, So it's the pain which never lasts. Look through the sky that it's a mirror, Mirror of what you believe in dear, Look through the sunshine, and its yellow light, For light which has never shattered. It's been days and it's been nights, You have trembled and have been blind, But it's time to tap your zingz. And take a flight with icarus wings..

Once again I see the child, As Stubborn as any could be, Sleeping like a baby. When pain tumbles down your body, And aches in agony, Once again I see the Child, In your firm loose Anatomy. Your shivery hands look for me, To hold you firmly, Before you put those tiny steps, You voice for eternity, The impatiently taken patient moves, That helplessness that grooves, But trust still pertains in your eyes, And then you look at me like a child Mother see I stand here, The early time has returned, Its that time of life again, Me and you in the same chain, The only difference is me is you, And you are me, To your childhood, I will agree, I will be your hope and courage, To play with you and your steerage Here are I am, To be a child again..