Inspiration

A sweet and sour memory

" There were reasons we met,

 reasons for the good times and reasons for the bad;

and most importantly a reason to end.

 We have more to learn, more to experience and more loving to do in this lifetime."

" The time spent together was magical and evil. You are gone but you live within my memory. Thank you, for being a  part of Me. "

Ishtiyaaq

थमी दिल की धड़कन 

आज जैसे थिरकने लगी

उन्हें देख के बरसों बाद 

ज़िन्दगी जैसे चल पड़ी 

झोंका हवा का ले गया उन गलियों से

जहाँ चलते थे दोनों कभी किसी वक़्त मैं 

दो चुटकी पलों मैं 

एक सदी जैसे बीत गयी

बातें होतीं थी कुछ कुछ

कभी बस सर्गोश्हियाँ

अब तोह कुछ नहीं दरमियाँ

सिवाय खुला आसमान...

मौसम तो बदल गए

कदम मगर वही थें

नज़रें  उनपे जमी हुई 

ख़ुशी रोम मैं जलती गई 

होंगे वापस साथ 

मन मैं वोह ऊंस था

के आँचल मैं आज

दो भीगे बादल थे

आज दिल फिर से गुनगुनाया 

लफ्ज़ उसको मिल गए 

कहना था बहुत कुछ 

मगर...
अश्क ही कहानी बता गए...

The "i" who was the Apple of the world

Whenever I heard Steven Jobs's name, I remembered my 9th grade in school. We had a lesson on Steve Jobs and I still remember his story of what he has brought into this world by revolutionalising the digital world. Though I have not seen him in person anytime, Hearing the morning news about his dissolution from his life left me totally saddened the whole day.


           I kept on wondering what is it that affected me so much. Why the sinking feeling as if I have lost something. He has never considered Indian markets very keenly; nor has he done something out of his business. His was purely a corporate Identity, an iCON . And when I thought about this the whole day, I had got my answer only during the evening prayers to God.

"Each person comes on this earth for certain reasons. Some do Good things and few opt for the bad. However that person may be, Eventually its the Soul which is immortal, eternal. So I believe, the vacuum that a great soul leaves behind is the hollow left forever..."

R.I.P Mr. Jobs !

मनातला कोपरा

शांततेत एकदा बसले होते

दमून रोजच्या कामातून 

अगणित विचार डोक्यात चालू...

हळूच कुठेतरी दडपण वाटलं

बेचैन झाले हृदयाचे ठोके

काही कळेना काय होतंय ...

मग घुटमळताना मनात मात्र 

ह्याच्याकडे लक्ष गेले ...

अलगद दार उघडून मग,

दबक्या पावलाने मनात गेले 

धुळीच्या चादरीखाली कित्येक ,

झोपल्या होत्या आठवणी...

भीती वाटली .... झोप मोडली तर?

सारखा त्रास कशाला देतेस... हे म्हणून चिडल्या तर?

कधी तरी विचारवं , लागलाय का रे खूप मना?

ओझं उचलून एवढं ...  थकला आहेस का रे तू?

परत असा करणार नाही , त्रास तुला देणार नाही.

मग हलकेच त्या आठवणींना उचलावा...

मनाच्या कोनाड्यातून बाहेर ठेवावं...