तुम और तुम्हारा दिल

One of my friend who gonna compose a hindi song on the tunes of "You And Your Heart" By Jack Johnson. I tried my best to provide him the same lyrics in hindi. I hope it goes well with the music.

And if it really finally comes out well...

I am surely going to post the song too very soon........

जब तुम कुछ कहते हो, देखो

तुम क्या हो और किसको कहते हो

जब तुम इलज़ाम लगाते हो सब पर

तुम खुद ही टूटे रहते हो

और होता है ये

तुम अपना लक्ष्य खोते हो

  

क्योंकि तुम और तुम्हारा दिल

अलग हैं महसूस न हो पाए,

तुम सोचो 

तुमको क्या पाना है,

तुम क्यों टूटे हो और उखड़े हो..

तुम गलियों में पड़े रहते हो

कांच के टूटे टुकड़े की तरह 

जिसमे दिखती है सूरज की परछाई

पर तुम्हारे अन्दर आग नहीं,  

तुम्हे लोगों से मतलब नहीं,
क्योंकि तुम्हे पता है तुम्हे क्या गवारा नहीं,
ये इतना ही आसान है , हाँ आसान है....

क्योंकि तुम और तुम्हारा दिल

अलग हैं महसूस न हो पाए,

तुम सोचो 

तुमको क्या पाना है,

तुम क्यों टूटे हो और उखड़े हो..

हाँ तुम और तुम्हारा दिल

कभी भी

अलग हैं महसूस न हो पाए,

तुम सोचो 

तुमको क्या पाना है,

तुम क्यों टूटे हो और उखड़े हो..

रेत पे लकीरें बनाने में ही तुमने
अपने नाखूनों को खो दिया
अब कैसे तुम ,
मंजिल के लिए 
लकीर खींचोगे....

 इससे अच्छा है की,
समय ही लकीरें खीचा करे
हम उसपे ही चलें, चलते रहें
समय ही अब हमारे ,
किस्मत की लकीरें लिखा करे
हाँ लिखा करे.....


 

Last valentine in college...

Some days back a friend of mine shared a pick with me which she clicked from her mobile years ago and that reminded me to write this blog specially on this occasion of Valentine day. :)
3 years back , on same day we were in our last years of college. and Obviously it was a valentine day..
Although i don't think that there was much craze of Valentine Day between us as we had grown kind of old being in final years of our graduation that time but still i guess it was our last year so some of the crazy ladies of my class(who obviously had no boyfriends at all or in college at least) thought to celebrate "Virtual Valentine Day".  I saw it as a kind of scrap and foolish. But soon i saw people started taking interest in it.
Then just to make some pair they even started writing name of guys and gal together on the blackboard who need to be together. And i remember here also i was unlucky getting no one(as much as i remember).Anyways I thought this will be limited to this much only.. as we had classes also and i had thought everybody will think who cares...
But again in our last period which was free i saw group of my friends called me for celebrating virtual valentine day. God.. these ladies gone mad i think but i was interseted too to see what they are going to do? We gone to our college park and sat together in group. Then we all friends started chatting and gossiping.And then many of us used our creative brains and decided to make something as a memoir and gift it to our friends with their message over it.. Some ppl made mini greeting card, some made bookmark with valentine message etc etc. People like me just took some flowers from the plants nearby and presented it to friends.Overall despite having no one so special so close at that time we enjoyed the vallentine day in our own way. Although seems very odd but sounds very sweet and lovely.

My Valentine...

Another Valentine,
Another bottle of Wine..

No cake or pastry in my plate
Only hovering smoke of cigarette..

No tulip and no roses.
No pics of romantic poses..

No greetings and heart shape card
Have to accept truth although hard.

But in this vaccum one can hear a jingle
That can only be heard by a "single"

We have our own ways to enjoy the day
Something is there which keeps tensions away

We feel the love and warmth of our dears
Its our parents,elders and our peers... :)

Overstyle faux pas

Sometimes in over-style we go on doing mistakes and instead of mending them continue to repeat them.It happens with everybody and here I am going to share a funny incident that happened with me.
It was my chemistry lab in my 2nd semesters. Our chemistry teacher was busy in staring girls after telling us what to do in experiment.Our lab assistant Mr. Rajkumar has provided us the chemicals which we need to test or do something(i don't remember) with test tubes. There were around 30 students in my batch of class. We were made to stand either side of the lab desk where all apparatus for experiment were kept.
Before writing any further one information shared, we had fine on breaking any instruments and apparatus  right from Rs50 to some upper limit.Whenever there was any sound of broken glass he used to run with the register to note down the name of the student along with fine amount.
I was standing in between a row of a side. I was trying to be over-smart and was just playing with the test-tubes. Actually i took a test tube and the initial step was to clean it using brush. I just inserted brush in my own unique style in test tube and was keeping a watch on other guys to check if somebody is watching me doing it and I can show him/her my style stunt of cleaning test-tube in unique way. I don't know the brush was tapered or my hands got SUNNY DEOL power or the test tube was of bad quality(which I am sure because I know how my college management was.), a stroke of brush just  pierced the test-tube and gosh it was broken. I cleverly put it back at the test tube stand (so that assistant couldn't notice) and took another , but again instead of taking it normally I just popped it up from my one hand to catch from another which again was one of my style stunt which failed again as in my attempt to catch from other hand it just slipped and broke. Gosh one more!! And failure of style too along with an insult feeling as everyone was laughing at me.But somehow i manged to not come in the eyes of assistant and collected the broken pieces very well in a paper torn from my friends copy.
So here came the third time where i was very cautious about using the test tube but this time I saw Rajkumar coming , I thought he saw me with other two and will fine me , in this thought suddenly the third test tube too slipped from my hand and made a sound... and I felt Oh Gosh... not again third time but it was already broken.And I was sure now I had have to pay for it. But suddenly somebody else's test-tube too got broken which made a big noise and the assistant ran toward him for the fine with register. With the little time I got, I collected the broken pieces again and thrown all of them in dustbin and fourth time I carefully took another test-tube without any style or flamboyance.While I was working on it , assistant came to me and checked. He saw me working with test-tubes which were all fine and hadn't asked anything and I was saved from fine. But I was feeling like it was not my day today as no style, no tricks are working and I just made fool of myself in front of others. Although lucky enough that I was not fined. Three test tubes broken in just a minute just by my over-style deceived me.A kind of faux pas to me. Afterward I never tried any kind of style tricks in chemistry lab at least.
Moral: If really need to be in over-style , be cautious or practice well before actually giving public display or you will be a fool out of yourself only, like me.

Charged for Charging

We had entered the second decade of new millennium.India is shining everywhere and leading to a path of developed country.And Mumbai is one of the modern city of India , even though sometimes we encounter something which make us know we have still long way to go.
I was going to one of my friend's party who happens to live at a place which comes after going through a long and alone jungle area. Population is less and people are not seen after 7 PM. There are very less shops on road.He chose that place to live as even the posh and best 2 BHK apartments are very cheap over there but there is no such social area. These builders just for the sake of money create housings wherever they get the free land. Let it be inside a jungle. Anyways my friend after marriage chose that place to live so as to show her wife how grand he is. In a way he shown his cleverness as with the amount in which he could not afford even 1 BHK in Mumbai main areas he got two BHK that too furnished.
Anyways I along with my friend were going to his home first time as he invited us to meet his wife on dinner. For free dinner we are always ready that too if made by some lady(here it was our new bhabhiji who would surely had put all her effort to make the dinner as tasty as it could be , i thought). And as always i was late, and it was around 8 pm and we entered the jungle on my friends bike, it was really scary. Means nobody was on road and and there were one or two street lights at very long distance. Most of the parts were dim. We were unable to locate his house and after making many rounds and circles we find it best to call my friend and ask him only. My friend don't carry mobile, strange na!! Even i was aghast when i came to know this initially. But he himself is a strange person , couldn't help. I called from my phone and as the call received by my friend a low battery tune came to my ears.. my friend just said "Where are you people , we are waiting.." it get discharged :(
Now what to do? We again started making a ride on bike in the hope someone if found on the way will tell us the way.After much time we saw an old man going.. we just reach to him and asked if he could help us.. he just told there is shop after going inside a narrow road, rest he don't know anything. We reached to the shop as told by old man.We followed the narrow road and the end of road was his shop's address actually.It was small roadside panwala kind of wooden box shop having some cigarettes, biscuits, toffees and some other things. I wondered why he opened shop over there instead of roadside. I asked the address if he can tell,but again he was of no help. But luckily i saw a board over there on which it was written Mobile are
charged here. It was like a thirsty person just got well in a barren island. I just asked if he can charge my mobile. He smiled and pick out 10 wires and said insert whatever pin type of your mobile into your phone. While charging my mobile i asked him why the shop is so inside , he said because police don't allow us to sell addictive openly.. I was dumbfound. I thought of leaving that place as soon as possible. But needed to be there for at least 5 more minutes for getting my mobile get charged enough to talk. My friend asked what else social service he do apart from charging? He said he charge for charging mobiles. Its not social service. and people from nearby village come to him for getting their mobile charged. As the nearby region do not get proper electricity. I couldn't believe. Its just 20 min ride I came from light clad mumbai area to a place in mumbai only where there is no proper electricity. Anyways i thought for leaving that place and call my friend. It has been around seven minutes since i started charging my mobile. I asked man the charge for it and took out my wallet. He said 50 Rs!!
How come 50 ???  We started shouting on him. He just lit his torch and beside his banner of "Mobile are Charged here" shown the rates shown in small letters 25 rs per 5 min. I said i had done for 7 min only and I will pay 25 only. He said even a second after 5 min cost you 25 more. I wondered "What was this??". We argue with him for around 10 Min's and getting late as well. My friend suddenly out of frustration took out 50 rs and said "take it and be happy." I felt cheated. I said now i will charge for extra 3 Min's that too while talking and utilise the money. If we paid fully we will utilise it totally. The man said yes sure , go on who stopped you. Saying this he left the shop and gone for doing toilet and asked us to call him if somebody ask him. The shop was all open. I was feeling to steal something from his shop and equate the matter. But it was too risky , all local branded biscuits were there and he openly said it was the shop where even police come to have drugs.I better left this idea and place as well when he returns.. called my friend and asked the way to reach his home..

My Handovers!!!

As and when i was about to quit my last job a lot of handover was expected from my side. Ooh don't think anything related to work.. I had almost done all my part of work before leaving , no body can blame me on that part. But here are some unique and interesting handovers that i had given to some chosen and deserving ones.

Handover of my eye candy: We in our group had chosen a specific lady from our office who served as our eye candy. And like in most of the case the best and hottest thing always remain in some other team, we had no much interaction with them but we cant help staring them.Everybody had chosen their own specific one and so had I. And there were some rules like one will never take even a glance of others so called item and even if he looks then treat her like "Bhabhi". A single lady cant be shared between two , one has to compromise in case of clash. So final day i had just handed over my eye candy to the person who was compromising since long as our choice clashed and he being a junior to me had no choice but to compromise. He must had been very happy at my last day, but was showing himself as very sad.

Handover of my position in my "Group meeting":  For distressing ourselves and even at free times our group use to have a special Sofa Coffee Meeting (SCM) where we with tea and coffee used to discuss many things while sitting on office couch.The topic varies from very comic to political to serious to emotional even sometimes. We all had some special place of sitting and specific role in meeting. Last day i handed over my position to someone who was lasting since long to join our group.

Handover of my Workplace: As i was leaving many people in my team requested PM for taking my workplace as it was the best seat for anybody who want to do many more things side by side with the work Let it be playing some game or Facebook,Gmail, or whatever. Also the view from my seat was also nice. Hope you people understand what i mean to say by view...