Allahabad by my mobile after 3 years (Journey Part -2)

While coming back from my journey my train was 3 hours late and it was early morning there. I thought to roam the city as some crucial years of my life have been attached with it and I gone out on a rickshaw. Many places were reminding me many sweet old good memories… I just captured many places on my mobile. Just have a look on them..

Atlantis Mall

Indira Bhavan -- Old Building still Standing tall

Subhash Chauhra- With Subhashji still saluting people

Rotate and u will find Tandon Studio Although blurred pic.

Twas early morning so everything was closed so was EL Chico

Palace Theater , renovation going on.

Rotate after saving pic and u will find the unrecognized Tandoor

By the evening time Malviya bandhoo opens up here.

St. Cathedral Church

Civil Lines Police station.. I have some great storieds to share related to it. But in other blogs.

My walking steps toward my train to leave Allahabad.

 

Why Biasing?? (Journey Part -1)

On my recent journey to my home I met variety of people ranging from very inspiring and influential  to humorous one. I really enjoyed my journey this time. I will write about many of them but here I am going to discuss one of my observed view point.

I was sitting against one of the Banker (around 40) who was soon going to leave for London and for the same came to Mumbai for training purpose. He was quite learned and experienced man. I just heard one of his conversation to his daughter and son on phone (although a bad habit)  which made me write this blog because although he talked both of them on same topic but tone and language differed a lot.

It was morning time around 9 A.M. He called to his home and asked her wife to made him talk to his daughter. The conversation goes like… Hello beta.. how are you… Still sleeping… studied till night na.. never mind , sleep well and and take full rest after studying hard.Ok beta study well, your exams are near by and take care good care of mom.  Where is your brother he enquired.He asked her to pass the phone to her brother who again was sleeping as told by her sister who herself was still in sleepy mode. As the phone reaches to the boy’s hand and he said hello papa… That man started shouting on phone..   You unworthy..still sleeping and don't tell me you were studying till late night …. I know how much you study… Its already 10 am .. just wake up from the bed and start studying , your exams are now very close. Now just put the phone off and go to study. This time I want you to score around eighties..

I was stunned to see this dual behaviour. I can write many things on it.. why is it was so? , or on gender biasing or parents changing expectation with their son or daughter , or the boy was really bad in study and daughter was doing well …. whatever the case may be but without knowing real fact i can not comment on it… But one thing I can say for sure.. , although I am not the right person to say this In our current modern time a father is more close and near to her daughter.. anytime!!

आयाम

दिल का हर एक कोना उसके आने की राह में

दूर तक पलके बिछाए.......

ना मिली जब दूर तलक उसकी झलक

तो बोला आँखों से

देखा क्या तूने उसको आते हुए.......

मैं तो देख नहीं पाता इस दीवार के आगे

तेरा तो रिश्ता है अनजानो की भीड़ से

और आयाम भी मुझसे दूर तक देखने का.........

बचपन

अफ़सोस की हम क्यूँ खड़े हुए,
अफ़सोस की हम क्यूँ बड़े हुए,
अफ़सोस की क्यूँ चलना सीखा
अफ़सोस की क्यूँ बढ़ना सीखा, 

माटी से कपड़े सने हुए,होठों पर झरने सजे हुए
वो झरने आज भी साथ में हैं, लेकिन आँखों पर सजे हुए

वो खेलना दिन भर सड़को पर, खुश होना हारे या जीतें,
खेला तो करते आज भी हैं,जीता भी अक्सर करते हैं,
अनजान कहाँ पर बैठी है, मुस्कान लबों की छुपी हुई,

ना समझ किसी भी बात की थी, फिर भी हम समझा करते थे
जो रूठ गया हमसे  कोई, पल भर में खुश कर देते थे
और आज समझ इतनी है कि, कहते जिसको साथी है हम,
चोट उसी को देते हैं, अफ़सोस ज़रा ना करते हैं

एक ख़त्म ना होने पाती है, वो दूसरी चाह सजाते हैं,
"ये मिला" मगर वो बात नहीं, "वो मिले" तो हमको होगी खुशी

आ जाए वही दिन फिर वापस, ख्वाइश जहाँ पर एक ही थी,

शाम ढले बाहर जाना, वो खेलना चौक-चौराहे पर
वो दीप जले वापस आना, और करना मस्ती जी भरकर
वो माँ के हाथों का खाना, और प्यार वही सिरहाने पर..

सुख से ज़्यादा दुख देते हैं, चलने और बढ़ने की आदत,
शायद जीवन तब ख़त्म ही था, जब ख़त्म हुआ वो बचपन था........

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... :)