It’s easy to run but difficult to hold on something,

It’s easy to betray but difficult to come out of its guilt,

It’s easy to advice but difficult to improvise,

It’s easy to suicide but difficult to live the life,

It’s easy to lie but difficult to live with a lie,

It’s easy to break but difficult to gather the pieces,

It’s easy to say goodbye but difficult to look behind,

It’s easy to move on but difficult to stay across the time,

It’s easy to flow but difficult to step against the tides,

ya I know it’s not easy to come over  it,

but if you could,

then words are too less to define you …

विधाता ने मुझको बनाया था जिस दिन
धरती पर तूफ़ान आया था उस दिन
मुझे देख सूरज को गश आ गया था
मेरे रूप से चाँद चकरा गया था !

तारीफ अपनी करूँ या खुदा की,
तकदीर के लेख लिखने थे बाकी,
लिखा उसने यह कोई लीडर बनेगा,
वकालत करेगा या प्लीडर बनेगा,
बनेगा कसीजीन घोड़ों का मालिक,
हजारों का लान्खों करोडो का मालिक,
ये दुनिया में हलचल मचाता रहेगा,
सदा मुफ्त का माल खता रहेगा,
सभी वार होंगे इसके हक में ही अक्सर,
मंगल, ब्रहस्पति, शुक्र और शनीश्चर !

पड़ा लेख मैंने विधाता का लिखा,
शनिश्चर की ‘नी’ को गलत उसने लिखा,
में बोला लिखा आपने ‘नी’ गलत है,
शनिश्चर में लिखना बड़ी ‘ई’ गलत है !

वो बोला की तू क्यों तरक कर रहा है,
बड़ी छोटी ‘ई’ में फरक कर रहा है,
अभी तो तू पैदा हुआ भी नहीं है,
तुझे क्या पता क्या गलत क्या सही है,
अभी से अगर इतनी हिम्मत है तेरी,
तू लिखने में गलती पकड़ता है मेरी,
करेगा न जाने तू क्या जन्म पा कर,
मेरी पोल खोलेगा दुनिया में जा कर,
तू पहला ही है और है आखिरी भी,
जिसने विधाता की गलती सही की !

तेरे भाग्य को तो मैं चमका रहा था,
शनिश्चर से इतवार तक आ रहा था,
इसीको मैं लिखता हूँ  अब तेरे सर पर,
शनिश्चर शनिश्चर शनिश्चर शनिश्चर…

दिया श्राप उसने यूंह गुस्से में आके,
नहीं चैन पायेगा दुनिया में जाके,
जनम लेके यूँही भटकता रहेगा,
सदा गलतियाँ ठीक करता रहेगा,
फटे हाल होगा, फटीचर रहेगा,,,

उम्र भर तू हिंदी का टीचर रहेगा ||

Sometimes a breeze refreshes you after a tiresome journey,

Sometimes some path becomes destinations and destination becomes meaningless,

Sometimes silence is louder than voices,

Sometimes a stranger becomes your best mate,

Sometimes one momemt become your whole life,

Sometimes some words completes your world,

Sometimes shadows are darker than the reality,

Sometimes some times become timeless,

Sometimes I don’t mean anything and sometimes YOU mean everything…

Sometimes…

World's Best therepy - Shopping

To be a Girl means to take a different way to reach home just to do window shopping,

Girls mean  to go to a mall to shop for a shampoo and come out with a big bag and empty purse,

Girls mean sitting in a room alone and thinking after a full bag of shopping that oh! I forgot to buy the shampoo..

Girls are very predictable ..;)

I don’t know why people say it’s easy to understand the God but it’s very difficult to understand a girl. Girls always speak what they want but in a different way, now at that moment just use your mind, it’s always easy to understand a girl. But boys always commit mistakes to do so and half of the girl’s life passes in correcting those. After a long hectic period of corrections, girls realize that it is a waste of time.

There are so many thesis about girls which used to get updated time by time. Most thesis moves around what a girl wants and a simple answer is – “Diamond” After all diamond is a best friend of a Girl. And I think boys usually don’t want to let two friends meet because they are jealous from their competitor.

The next thing is why I am giving this free education, well today weather is too good so I thought to do some social service

“India mein fokat ki advice bahut milti hai …”

Punch line of an Indian commercial, but perfect for Indians too. Specially when somebody is ill, anybody who visits you will show his care by giving his own formulation (“Nuskha” ). Some days ago I had caught cough and cold, and the shower of advices started. Every time I called somebody I was suggested a new recipe as a medication. Since I am in Munich and no “desi” medicines are available I called one of my friend to bring some medicine for me. She suggested me a new “Aayurvedic” medicine, cause as per her, the one I wanted has Alcohol in it and didn’t taste as good.

Then some friends who didn’t have recipes, but had loads of advices, suggested me to go to the doctor. I believe my trip to doctor earned them some commission too cause they also suggested which doctor to visit.

After much coaxing I took the said doctor’s appointment and reached there 10 minutes late. I was hoping I didn’t miss my turn but ended up in the queue when I reached there. I was wondering how typical doctors are no matter where you are, India or Germany. Visiting them is like going on a pilgrimage. And then you wait in a long queue patiently for your turn, and pay donation once the doctor has given you there holy company. Aren’t these weird coincidences. Suddenly one sound interrupted my conspiracy theory to be, I had been called. I went in and as usual lots of questions were asked. Why? How? When? Then a thorough introspection of my lungs and throat was done and I was informed that I am suffering from viral. OK. Glad to hear that.

At the end of this session a prescription was given to me (Parshaad!! Do you also see this pattern?). I noticed there was only one medicine with a dosage of 750mg. Only one medicine!! In India, the doctors get emotional when they get the slightest whiff of a Viral. They will give you dozen odd medicine. It almost seems like they are doing a field test. If one won’t work then second one definitely will.

Well, I moved towards Apotheke (German for Pharmacy) and asked for the medicine prescribed to me. Shopkeeper gave me a packet after ransacking the store. Which made me feel good inside that may be some heavy dose has been prescribed to me. I peeped into the packet and was about to faint when I saw the size of tablet. It was huge by all acceptable standards. They make these tablets for human? When I reached home I realized that I had forgotten to ask the instructions for taking the tablet. Left with no resort I decided to have it in Indian style ( one tablet every time after breakfast, lunch and dinner). The real shocker came when I opened the packet. I could not trust my eyes, for I was given as treatment of my Viral, a Very high dosage of Strepsils!! Yes!! Strepsils were medically prescribed to me for a Viral. And it doesn’t end there, I had to shell out around 600 bucks for those lame Strepsils and some stupid medicated napkins.

Great !!!

When I had asked for a cough syrup from a pharmacy before consulting the doctor, the pharmacist denied to give it without any prescription. And when I finally did get the prescription, I got something totally useless. And on a passing thought all those medicines in pharmacy were there for just window shopping? I wonder how these people run their business. In India when you go to some pharmacy the shopkeeper gives you two more medicines of his choice along with the ones prescribed. And if you get little too friendly, he might as well claim the doctor fake and prescribe his own medicines.

Finally, I had to go back to my own old recipe. And guess what, it worked!!

Sometimes you find yourself standing in a crowd, lost and confused, trying to figure out which is the right path to go, at such times listen to your heart and step onto the escalator, which comes into your path. Perhaps this is the right time to go with the flow. May be a journey to nowhere, actually lead you to somewhere.

Sometimes you feel a jerk and you realizes that escalator has suddenly stopped in midway, even there is nobody to help you out. You look towards the destination and only thing that you can see are number of steps. At that moment, you only left with two options, whether you have to stay there waiting for the light to come or you have to step ahead by believing in yourself.

In the beginning, everything seems like it is going against you, even wind( like old memories) pushes you back, towards a path which leads you to nowhere. But it is the actual time when you can push the whole escalator to move, just you need to keep up your pace by using all your strength to move in forward direction. Suddenly you will feel like the escalator is moving with your speed.

It’s always dependent on you how to proceed in life…

We (me and my team mates) had started our journey from Munich to Black Forest at early morning of Saturday. We had to change around 3 – 4 trains to reach there. Initially, it was dark but after two hours of journey the rays of sun was enlightening the whole area. The scenic beauty was tremendous. My eyes were trying to catch those scenes and my mind was trying to lock them, so that it could refresh me anywhere when ever I want.

One thing that I noticed was, the population was very less. At quite distant places, only one or two houses were visible. This was a usual scene in the whole journey, a wide green field, only one or two human beings and far away an isolated wooden house. Sometimes, I was surprised to see how people are living here, totally unconnected from the cities and facilities but I got the answer soon. Usually, nature provides all the necessary thing and other than that people used to do hay harvest and sell it for getting money. Some other people are farmers here, since there is no shortage of water and land is also very fertile.

After a journey of four hours we reached at Trieberg, which is famous for the World’s biggest coocko clock, also it is famous for its waterfalls. Treiberg has the largest waterfall of Germany. The whole place was settled on the hills, every road was slanted minimum at the angle of 30 degree and maximum is at 60 degree. I have seen the waterfall there, it was one of precious moment of my life to stand on the bridge in front of a waterfall, feeling the drops of falling water onto my face. It has vanished all my tiredness to get upto there. When I reached at the top of the hill , it was covered with ice and a combination of water, ice and sunlight was making the whole scene as beautiful as heaven.

Next day, we went to Titese, which is a lake of black water. The water was pure but it contains some minerals which makes it black in colour. In winter, the lake becomes totally freezed and people used to play ice games here like ice hockey and skating etc. But It was April and no more winter, still it was very cold there, the breeze was freezing us then we had Glue Wine (a wine made from many fruit juices and served as hot). It saved all of us from freezing there. Then we moved to Frieberg, a well settled European city, here one of the tourist place was the

Church

which was the only building left after Russian attack on the city. It is an ancient Church very big and tall. The city was restructured after second world war in an ancient manner, the roads, the buildings and everything was giving an ancient European feel.
Now, it was the time to return, but the return journey was as refreshing as the trip. Nature nature all around, no pollution, no noises only calm nature..

I am very sorry Neha that I couldn’t attended your marriage, I would always miss your company. I know we are far away from each other but I believe you are my special friend, a friend to whom I can never forget. Please don’t change your self, you are a beautiful person.

Happy B’day !!!

Sea beach of Konkan

A Touch of a droplet of rain always pulls me towards it. I always enjoy moments of rain. May be because I belong from a very dry place, a desert, The Rajasthan.  Mansoon is my favourite season,  if you leave the part “mud and pits on road”.

Well my today’s experience is not related to “Mansoon”. But its very much related to my soul. . .

We group of seven friends started our trip for DIVYAGAAR with the beginning of our weekend. It is a very popular sea beach located at west coast of Konkan. Everyone was tired as it was a working day but still everyone was ready to eat this refreshing treat… We reached our destination at mid night, after a long journey of 4 and half hour. The way was very beautiful but darkness of night limited us to see its beauty. As I stepped at our resort, a mix noise of whistling palms and sea water gathered my attraction. We planned, to see the sun rise from the west coast of Konkan… . But soon we realised how silly it was.

Now we have to wait till morning. We passed our time by playing cards, chatting and laughing. We played a new game called Future in which we came to know about each other’s hidden qualities.
In morning,  we stepped onto the beach, every one was so excited to touch the endless property of nature. With every step a sound of growling sea water was increasing, like its calling us to take away our all tiredness and fill us with energy and content.

Its wonderful to feel its each wave, stepping over the shells and seeing towards an endless and unbounded empire of water. With my each step,  I was walking away from my tiring life. . . Each wave was saying something to me,each wave was looking like lots of children are running and racing with each other to get their target… A rhythm , a harmony was every where, in wet sand, in jumping and bouncing waves,in air every where … I spent my all time sitting on beach’s wet sand, looking towards dancing waves and people on the beach enjoying by playing into sea water.

Well now it was time to leave that place, we had our lunch rich with Maharashtrian cuisines specially sea food prepared in Marathi style. All enjoyed this delicious treat a lot and which was very much helpful for our journey. Then we started our return trip to Pune. This time there wasn’t any barrier of night which can hold us to see the nature’s anonymous beauty. In our journey of 176 kms we passed from lots of villages, lakes and dam, all these things were giving me a flavour of rural India which was far away from rushing life, competition, cheating and insecurity.

Finally we reached our home, sweet home and decided to plan another such kind of trip who’s fragnance would keep us refreshing till many weeks.