Waapsi ki Raah

Uss Shaam Ki nami ke sookhne par, ek sunehri subah aayee thi.

Uss sard subah ki ek hawa uska Sandesa layee thi.

Uss khat Ko haath mein Thaame, din dhalne tak main roya tha.

Ki uske aane Ki Khabar thi, jisko Maine kabhi khoya tha.

Woh wapis mujh Tak aaya tha, mere ek Bulawe pe.

Aur Mujhe usne nikaala tha apne hi bhulaawe se.

Woh babool kat chuka tha jisko Maine boya tha.

Ki uske aane Ki Khabar thi, jisko Maine kabhi khoya tha.

Woh naraaz tha, khafa tha, aur sazaa dene Ko tayaar tha.

Maine Nazar bhar ke dekha usse, Wahi toh mera yaar tha.

Apni sab gustaakhiyon Ko Maine aansuon mein duboya tha.

Ki uske aane Ki Khabar thi, jisko Maine kabhi khoya tha.

Ki jiske aane Ki Khabar thi, Wahi Aaj aaya hai.

Aur Meri Nazar mein Koi dekhe, sirf uska noor samaya hai.

Ab shikva nahin zindagi se, ab Wahi mera sarmaya hai.

Ki jisko kabhi khoya tha, Aaj phir usse paaya hai.

Dramatic Indian Life

Laal suraj ko samandar mein khote dekha hai,

logon ko nafrat ke beej bote dekha hai,

Maut ke ehsaas se unchhuye hain hum abhi,

Magar zindagi ko khauf mein rote dekha hai...

Badhavaas hoke jab dard ki hawa chali,

Khoon se maang bhar ro rahi thi har gali,

Uss khaufnaak manzar mein bhi humne,

Zindagi ko maut se lipat kar sote dekha hai...

Dard ki chhekhein uthi, phir samaa shaant ho gaya,

Yun laga ki roshni ko andhere mein khote dekha hai...

Darr ka woh ek saaya tha,

Kan-kan mein jo samaya tha,

Tam ke iss saamrajya ka,

Jaise samraat naya aaya tha...

Iss taj-takht ke darmiyaan,

Khuda ko bechain hote dekha hai,

Maut ke ehsaas se unchhuye hain hum nahin,

Aur zindagi ko khauf mein hum sabne rote dekha hai...

Waqt - Bewaqt

Raaste mein chalte chalte, subah sham dhalte dhalte,

jab hum unse takraaye the

tab humne yeh jaana tha aur tab humne yeh dekha tha,

ki raaste ke saare phool humein dekh muskuraaye the

Un darakhton se hum guzre, un jharno ka paani piya,

unse kabhi kuchh na maanga bas jee bhar ke pyaar diya

haathon mein haath lekar jab woh saath hamare chalte the,

aankh band kar lene par kuchh meethe sapne palte the

us hari ghaas ki sez pe baith humne sapne sajaaye the,

ki raaste ke saare phool humein dekh muskuraaye the

Parvaton ne mere sur ko door door tak pahunchaya,

nadiyon ki khal khal ne apna ras bhi chhalkaya

apne saath lekar gayeen aur door samandar pahunchaya,

aur saagar ne saath diya toh raag nikhar ke aaya

panchhiyon ne hamare saath woh sur gungunaaye the,

ki raaste ke saare phool humein dekh muskuraaye the.

Ab un raaston par jhadte darakht dikhte hain, sookhe jharne milte hain,

ab woh zameen mujhse poochhti hai ki akele kahan chalte hain,

haath chhoot chuke hain, sapne toot chuke hain,

jinse kal takraaye the wahi aaj rooth chuke hain.

woh raaste ke phool ab murjha chuke hain,

kyunki us pal mein aane wale aaj muh pher ke jaa chuke hain.

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Life - A seesaw

Duniya ki iss bheed mein, safalta ki chah mein, hum bhi tez raftar se chale jaa rahe the.
Har cheez paane ki chah mein, rishtey kuchalti raah mein, ek ko dekh kar doosre ko chhale jaa rahe the.
Sapne itne bade the, ummeedien itni zyaada thi, unki aahooti chadhane mein hum pighle jaa rahe the.
Aag ki tapish mein, sholon ke aakrosh mein, hum sirf khade khade jale jaa rahe the.

Rishton ne karvat badli, apne paraye ho gaye, rishton k tarazu mein hum tule jaa rahe the.
Apno ka saath chhod ke, paristhitiyon ko mod ke, gairon ke beech mein ghule jaa rahe the.
Paise ki andhi daud mein, sab kuchh paane ki hod mein, apne aap ko hi hum bhoole jaa rahe the.
Apne sapno ki chah mein, saamne dikhti raah mein, apno ko andekha kar masti mein jhoole jaa rahe the.

Tabhi zindagi se mulaqaat hui, do pal usse baat hui. Usne dil ko aise chhua, laga dil ka koi bojh halka hua.
Aankhon se aankh mil kar jab, dil mein woh ghar kar gayee, yun laga maano ki aaj koi khaali jagah bhar gayee.
Uski baat mein sachchai thi, jo aaj samajh mein aayee thee, ki yahi duniya ki reet hai, is mein meri haar nahin yahi toh meri jeet hai.
Main uski baat sunta gaya, aur meethe sapne bunta gaya. Tabhi samajh aaya ki yeh sab ek chhalawa tha, woh meri zindagi ka paigam nahin, kisi aur zindagi ka bulawa tha.

Ab baat samajh mein aayee thee, aur aaj barso baad main roya nahin. Ki maine sab kuchh paaya hai aur kuchh bhi khoya nahin.
Rishton ki khaai paatne ko ab bilkul tayaar tha main, aur khud se milne ke baad shayad thoda hoshiyaar tha main.
Ab nayee raah par nikla tha, nayee manzilein paane ko. Paaya sab ko saath maine, apne gale lagaane ko.
Aaj sab kuchh hai mere paas, sirf ek baat se dukhi hoon. Par agar meri zindagi khush hai toh main sabse sukhi hoon....

Road Trip to Dalhousie

Day 1

After an overnight journey from Delhi to Nangal by train, our roadtrip started for Dalhousie. Nangal is a small township on Punjab and Himachal border, commonly known for its dams, Bhakra and Nangal Dams which are two separate dams and I ever confused them as one.

Well, coming back to the roadtrip, it started on 9^th October,’09 when I left for Nangal with one of my friend. Reached Nangal on 10^th October where we had to meet our friends to continue our journey

Day 2

Started for Dalhousie at 10.00 am with a stock of 6 beers and 2 bottles of Vodka and 5 people with Bhatia saab holding the wheel.

Crossing the gates, entering other states, passing railway lines, we were speeding towards Dalhousie.

After entering Himachal via Una, the landscape changed to the better. From plains to mountains, from straight roads to curvy routes, from uninterrupted shot till horizon to mountains popping up turning into a treat for eyes.

No when you are in hills, you can’t afford to miss the signboards installed to guide you to drive safely J

Time is flying by and the sun has indicated that it’s going to be tough ahead as it is setting. But as they say, when the going gets tough, the tough gets going. Descending sun gave us the will to continue to reach Dalhousie. After a drive of 7 and a half hours which included lunch at a local dhaba with drinks (not to forget).

Reached Dalhousie at 5.30 pm in the evening, the first place to visit was Tibetan Refugee Market, nice place to eat local food and buy local items with hot bargains.

The day ended with visiting Dalhousie Public School (DPS) thinking a hotel, wandering in local market, nice and hot Chicken Do pyaaza and Butter chicken and again hell lot of drinks.... J

Day 3

Started with some hot cuppa tea and boiled eggs…. Too cold to even stand barefoot….. and witnessed the sunlight descending over the valley…

Followed by some maggi, bread omelettes, boiled eggs and again some hot tea…..

Day had an amazing place in store to be, a place which is just the clone of Scotland…. On our way to the place, the picturesque beauty took our breath away…

After witnessing the breath taking natural beauty of Himalayas, we reached the place called KHAJIYAAR.

Khajiyaar is no less than Scotland and highly recommended for people who wants to play in the lap of nature surrounded by mountains.

Other activities which can be done in Khajiyaar are horse riding, para gliding and it offers a good range of food. Aaloo paranthas with butter are highly recommended but try to avoid soups available.

Finally we started back for Nangal leaving behind the mesmerizing natural beauty and capturing the memories that will last forever

The five people who were involved in making this memorable (including me) are……………

To Rohan with Love

Rohan Suchanti, a person who is responsible to an extent for what I am today, a person who made me comfortable when I was all alone in a new city, a person who had an insight of me or for that sake of everyone who have worked with him, a person who was my boss but never made me feel that he is one. He always treated me and other colleagues as his own family and friends.

I still the remember the day when I was supposed to meet with him for the interview in Delhi to join his Mumbai office. He called me to meet and when i reached the venue for the meeting, he called it off. He repeated this twice or thrice but now I feel that it was worth it because, he wanted to see my aggression to join his company. Not only me, he has tested his each employee in his own very distinct but charming way.

As the time passed by, we started understanding each other better. He gave me everything which I needed as an employee in a new city. We started hanging out together for drinks and games of pool along with other colleagues. He always used to say, your work is good and i'll take care of you. But as they say, good times fly very soon. It was 10th September 2009, when he was admitted to hospital and it was me who went and dropped him home unaware of the fact that i will never get to see him again. We talked on phone, through messages and never met again. We were in a notion that after couple of days, he'll be back to normal but god had some other plans for him.

He came back home and started recovering but soon was taken over by some major disease. He was again hospitalized and was put in ICU, by that time I was back in Delhi so could never go and meet with him during his illness. On the afternoon of 16th November 2009, a dreaded phone call took away my senses when one of my ex-colleague that Rohan has left for heavenly abode. The news made my life shattering like a stock market as it did hurt my sentiments and seems like all my investments has gone in vein.

A person who took care of everyone be it known or a stranger, god himself decided to take his care and called him to be with him.

I still remember the way he used to call us in his cabin..... arrey Amit..... arrey Lalit.... with a little bit of singing tone....... The way he used to come rushing and ask for the sensex, the way he used to discuss his technological problems of laptop and phones with us with an eagerness of a child.

We all know that the one who has gone will never come back but on our side we can try to live his dream, the way he wanted to see all of us after couple of years so that wherever he is, he is satisfied that the investment he made in his people has been fruitful to him as well as to his people.

Rohan, everyone will miss you till their last breath, the time we spent, the deeds we did which were not supposed to be done and all that which has always been a mystery to the people outside our circle.....

May he's comforted wherever he is and his soul rest in eternal peace.