Friday, February 8, 2013


To baat kuch hadd tak aisi hai
ki shaam ka intezaar hai subah ka nahin

Kahan to chain ki talaash thi
Ab fursat mein bhi aaram nahin

Jis raah par bhaagte thake nahin
Kadam ba-mushkil uth rahe hain

Dilli door ho ya paas, kya fikar
raaste ka hi pata nahin

Raunak to dhoop mein os ho gayee
muskurana bhi ab jamta nahin

Kuch is tarah badli hai karwat
ki dhuen mein ho gaye gum

Hosla to abhi bhi buland hai
Kambakht mauke ka pata nahin

Thursday, June 9, 2011

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Tuesday, January 11, 2011

An Old One!

क्या खूब ज़िन्दगी का तमाशा देखा
जवानी में बुढ़ापा आते हुए देखा |

देखा न तो बस सपने को हकीकत में बदलते
जो बनाया था उसे उजड़ते देखा |

दुनिया की निभाईं सारी रस्में
खुदी को दुसरे के लिए जलाते देखा |

हर किसी ने माँगा जो उसे लगा अच्छा
न देखा तो बस किसी ने मुझे उजड़ते देखा |

नए मकाम मिले तो खुश भी होना था
पर जो दिल के करीब था उसे जाते हुए भी देखा |

अब किस से कहें क्या है कमी
एक अरसा हुआ खुद को मुस्कुराते देखा |

न जाने किस राह पर चल पड़े हैं
कोई फिकर भी नहीं,
देखा तो बस कल, आज और आज का कल देखा |

Monday, January 10, 2011


Life is a game of chess,
I always thought.
Making moves thoughtfully
Endlessly I fought.

To every situation I found a move
Thought that it would make me stronger
Only to find that the move made the game
A little longer.

I could see people around me loosing
And those who did never loose.
I never lost hope thinking
Come on' my skills are inferior to whose?

But how is it that I feel like loosing
Was that a wrong move, I am always musing
May be not or may be
But this was not according to my strategy!

All I have is one square at a time
Black or white, the choice is not mine

I thought harder only to find
That it's not me who is playing the game
I am just another pawn on the board
Waiting for my move, I don't have a name.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Peace in Chaos!

Chaos!! chaos is mersmerizing, chaos is capitvating and above all chaos is incomprehendible. Peace in chaos does sounds like an absurd thought, so be it. Imagine yourself to be in Chaos, how do you feel? Occupied, no time for thinking something else, no time for yourself. Its all this and thats, all those something and nothing. So what if you could find some time for yourself, what do you do? Zen had a very beautiful thought for this, and it says that, at any instant either you are thinking of something which has happened or worrying about something which is going to happen. When we add all these instants, it can make upto the whole life time, so basically entire your life either you had been thinking of something which you have already done or would do, so when did you live the present? Chaos confines you in present, you think of something which is very near, which is very objective, a problem at your work, a relief when its done and if its continous, intermittent stress and reliefs. Keep yourself busy is what people would tell to handle the depression. Chaos makes you busy!! As the good Zurich axioms say, the problem starts manifesting when we try to order the Chaos, we try to find a pattern and since its a chaos, the whole activity does nothing but just makes you more unhappy. Let the universe take care of Chaos, be a part of it. Enjoy it!!

Saturday, July 17, 2010

The case for Maharaja

Even before I could forget what it means what it is like being better, amidst all the low cost carriers operating under cut throat competitions, I had a chance to fly with Indian Airlines. A trip from Goa to Bangalore, a journey of 40 minutes, just got extended by an hour because the flight was late. Never mind, it is to more than that. Dabolim Airport at Goa is a less crowded place, frequented by either exhausted with fun crowd or the spurt of enthusiasm from the arrivals. My flight being the last to take off on that very day made the terminal even deserted with only my co-passengers waiting for the flight. Presenting my passport and e-ticket at the counter of Indian Airlines, I looked at the person on the other side of the counter. A person who did not seem to be very attractive, a male of around 40+ age with a properly tucked in shirt and an even firm smile on the face. Gladly he asked me for any preference for an aisle or window. Surprisingly when the entire terminal seems to be sleepy, the staff of Indian Airlines seemed to wake me up with their warm gesture and a pleasant smile. It was not a fake one; it was not required to have a good customer relation but a smile with assurance and greetings. Collecting the boarding pass, I passed that 1 hour of delay reading everything that a page of newspaper, the name of which I has not heard before. The flight came and I boarded the flight with a little apprehension of the Govt. organization somewhere residing very firmly in my mind. The interiors were very clean and pleasant. Well equipped communication and entertainment setup. The crew was an all male staff, with flight stewards in their crisp uniform and a better than anybody else attentiveness. Just after the take-off meals were to be served, the staff was joined by one of their senior or may be very senior personnel who I am sure either would have happened to be travelling along or was certainly not there to serve the passengers. The sense of urgency by the two stewards and that one official was commendable. Just trying to fill every moment of those 40 minutes of your stay with them making you special. Making the way the Maharaja would have it had for himself. The food was good and even better was the sweet dish which was a Gulab-jamun with custard. The landing was a bit shaky but leaving the Bangalore terminal the services of Indian Airlines made me think.

Think of the beauty that it not always apparent. No offence to any flight services in particular. But imagine somebody just put out of age or moved to some other may be or may not be a lesser important job role, because he/she grew old? Is it so important to look young and may be attractive rather than pleasant to be onboard and face the customers. One may look at a very attractive and well painted face and have a feeling of awe, but look at the experience I had, a well seasoned staff just being themselves, just being ready and glad to have you onboard. The clean aircraft, a mature staff knowing that you might just require another water bottle not because you want to have more but may be you could be reminded of using another bottle, so carrying a couple more when giving it to one that asked for it. Making things better does not requires to be done different things, rather things differently.

Amidst a crowd of so many flashy and prompt flying experiences, flying Indian Airlines was a sense of pleasure. We might just crib about that Government organization but still speaking of Maharaja is not anything lesser special especially when I think of the airlines that was the first to make India Fly.

Monday, November 24, 2008

I need you..

Sometimes, I believe
there is this darkness.
A hopeless, gloomy air
filling all the corners.
The world thus seems to 
have no slots to fit me.
Everyone else seems to be
better, its like its only me.

Moments and time seems to slowdown
Into nothing but a frozen river,
cold and still.

I need you as much as person 
stuck in that river would need a small fire.

I need you as much as a pint of water
in a desert.

I need you as much as I would 
ever need you. All the times.