Dates are meant for Calendar only...

‘So how was your V-day,’Ram said. ‘Dates are meant for Calendar only,’I said while adjusting my chair. ‘You have all answers ready or just excuse,’Ram said with smile. ‘Some years back this date used to be special for you, when you were in college,’Ram continued. ‘Yes...you won’t believe I never went to college on V-day,’I said. ‘What...you mean to say in all four years?’Ram said. ‘Yes in all four years...In first year we started towards college but went to pool club on our midway and ended up watching ‘Black’, Bollywood movie, nice movie. In second year we woke up late as usual, played games on system and boozed as usual. In third year had a good amount of Vitamin D with tea, momos and noodles and the best thing bought 1 very good blazer on V-day offer sale. In fourth year, we played cards, had noodles with ginger tea and yes in evening I went for haircut. Haircut was special as it was after 1 year or something,’I took a pause.

‘So you enjoyed with your girlfriends or?’Ram said. ‘Ohhh no no... this we is not that, what you are thinking,’we’ friends,’I said.

‘You are making fun out of yourself, you can write a book,’Ram said.

‘One more thing I forgot to mention, when we went for movie in first year, girls with their boyfriends were looking at us...it was awesome,’I smiled.

Hahahaha...when are you writing a book...

Love is...

Sometimes some people treat love as an alien thing. We can’t learn this just by reading a romantic novel or watching ‘if only’. It has to be experienced. People read or watch something and manipulate things as they are critics. Why to believe on those things. We can’t explain love in words, movie or novel is just the individual’s journey which gives us joy.  Love is not out there in any street, it’s here inside us sleeping because we want to dream of things, which we only create to make our life more and more comfortable; but end up with more and more complexities. One can’t experience love if he does not love himself... 

Love is when I ping you good morning and wait till afternoon just to get a reply
Love is when you ping me hi and the very next second it follows with your bye
Love is when you make so many excuses just to show me how hectic is your life

Love is when I switch off all my logics to see those stupidities with ultimate joy
Love is when you irritate me with your talks just to give me so many reasons for smile
Love is when I call you with those alien names and you forget the real one for a while

Love is when others see me tough but you read gentleness in my eyes
Love is when you try to lock your smile within lips and I read your twinkling eyes
Love is when I do those childish things just to prove how stylish am I
Love is when I smile sometimes and even I don’t know the reason why
Love is when you tease me and really, I feel little shy

Love is when I type random thoughts to write a poem which no one will ever enjoy

Love is... 

P.S. I Love you...

Just photograph? No, it's time machine...

Someone said, it’s not good to think of past, one should live in present, like kids do...

Kids craft their own world out of nothing. Sometimes they try to catch air like they are in garden full of colourful butterflies; they swing in air like they are the best dancers; they sing like a rockstar. Really past and future are only grammar things for them. They live every single moment in present...

Thank god we have camera to capture those moments in photograph. Clicking a photograph is not a simple task; one has to freeze those perfect moments so those moments can live forever inside photograph.

When kids grow up, so many complexities come in so many forms. They realize that future is not just a tense, it’s something which they can’t see but their all efforts will have to be for future only. Again I am thankful to God, now a day’s technology is giving us a view of future and we have some artistic imaginary images of future...

Literally I have to say sometimes these photographs do time machine’s job. I am not talking about movies, but those flashbacks are really awesome. What else we can wish from a time machine, just to travel in our best time. These photographs do the same. I still wonder how my father was so fascinated about clicking pics, somewhere he also knew that those colourful moments will never come again, so why not to capture in photograph. I wonder how we used to be so mad for that phone cam in college days. We used to try so many poses and I was the declared mad by ‘a group of crazy creatures’, my friends. Sometimes they used to say I have to pay them for click.

Soon our all (not so) hard efforts started giving us fruits and complexities came in form of different cities. I earned some money and bought a cam far better than that phone cam. But very soon I realized it’s not the megapixel or price of cam, it’s the moments which matters for a good photograph. I did some attempts to recreate those moments, but somewhere those crazy creatures and stupidity were always missing. Now I am ready to pay those mad guys, but they don’t have time to click me.

Again as usual complexities came in a different form with fake smiles and I had to pretend that I am also happy like everyone. I stopped pretending, so I stopped laughing as well. Now I just smile for the sake of laugh...

I have some photographs, which sometimes seem old and faded comparatively to my latest photographs. But only I know the beauty of those photographs. Those photographs are not only image files, they have power of flashbacks and believe me I use to travel in past where I am chasing colourful butterflies and singing like a rockstar...

 

Show-off, feelings? No it’s Science...

‘Why are you smiling?’ said Ram.

‘Nothing, I wonder how people use feelings and emotions in mail’, I said. ‘So, what’s there to wonder in that?’ said Ram. ‘No, sometimes it’s too much...I mean what’s great in writing a wiki article, I think it deserves only good tag but Ben replying with great job,’ I explained. ‘Oh strange... someone is appreciating your work and you are complaining and smiling on that, really you are a saint,’ Ram said. ‘No... I am not complaining, but...I mean...maybe it’s my first wiki article, so the reaction is more than what I deserve, ‘I put my point. ‘OK...come let’s have a coffee break,’ Ram said.

‘Ok...you said you have a blog and you write when you find time,’ Ram said. ‘Yes,’ I said. ‘So what do you write, do you use emotions in your writing?’ Ram said. ‘Yes, I use emotions pretty much,’ I replied back. ‘Ok...Do you say, ’I love you mom’ when you call your mom?’ Ram said. ‘No, why do I need to say, it’s again show-off for me...I mean why do I need to say ‘I love you’ to my mom in every call...yes I say ‘Pranam’ in every call,’ I said. ‘OK...so you say ‘Pranam’ as this is in our culture...every time you say it ,‘ Ram said. ‘Yes...twice in a call, I start call with ‘Pranam’ only and end with this as well,’ I said. ‘OK...good you show respect but you don’t show your love to mom...don’t you think someone can take it as a show-off, ‘Ram said with a smile. ‘Why do you need to show your respect in every phone call...does it matter if you say ‘Pranam’ only once or not at all...Do you think your mother will stop loving you if you won’t say Pranam?’ Ram continued.  

I took a coffee sip and smiled, as I did not have any answers for these questions. 

‘Do you drink pepsi?’ Ram said.

‘What...why pepsi here,’ I said.

‘I am coming to the point,’ Ram said.

‘Not very often...I prefer to have fruit juice, you know how much health conscious I am,’ I replied with smile. ‘OK...that’s fine...but what do you think, why there are so many advertisements in TV, sign boards all for these drinks?’ Ram said. ‘It’s marketing, they want to sell products so they have to do all this,’ I replied. ‘Yes...you are right, it’s marketing...do you know the science behind marketing?’ Ram said. ‘Science...no,’ I said. ‘Ok...just to add little much It’s because a human mind can’t remember things after certain time, I don’t know exact figure...so they have to show pepsi on tv, on sign boards every time, just to register that pepsi word in our mind,’ Ram said.

‘I am telling this pepsi story, just to give a practical answer...saying ‘I love you’ on every call is not show off, it’s just we want to make sure to register ourselves in other person’s mind that I really care for you and I love you,’ Ram said.

 I was just listening the theory.

 ‘Try this... call your mom and don’t say ‘Pranam’ for some time, it’s possible that your mom will say someday, may be just to tease you, that you are not saying Pranam,’ Ram continued. ‘You know you respect your mother but you have to remind every time, our mind is so complex, it tends to forget very soon’, Ram smiled finally after watching my expressions.

‘I will take one more coffee, I love these kinds of discussions,’ I smiled again.

‘I hope now you are clear and next time you will say ‘I love you’ to your mom,’ Ram said.

‘Yes, feelings are meant to express, I am trying to see the world with my own window... it’s not show-off, it’s just the ways of expressing feelings...In west people are very straight to show their feelings and emotions and I feel,  I am very shy in doing that and I use them in my blogs’, I said.

‘Yes, it’s not only you...I think it’s common here. When we don’t do something which someone is doing quite frequently, we say its show-off’, Ram said. ‘Yes, I need to change my perception on this emotions thing...really it’s Science...but I am bit worried, how my mom will react on ‘I love you’...hahaha,’ I smiled.  

'Your mom will say...wow that’s great...hahahahaha,’ Ram said.

hahahaha...that's actually great and I am no more a saint...hahahaha...

पहाड़ों की सुबह...

एक अरसे बाद आज सुबह को नींद से जागते हुए देखा...

आज मेरी आँखों में नींद कहाँ थी

और इसी बहाने सुबह को एक नए रूप में देख लिया

अभी रात की खुमारी पूरी उतरी भी ना थी

और वो कुछ बिखरे से बाल अभी भी अँधेरा किये थे

धीरे-धीरे ओंस की बूंदों से सुबह ने जो मुंह धोया

तो मेरे शब्दों की पोटली में रखे चंद हुस्न के मोती भी कुछ ना कह पाए

अभी तो ये आरम्भ था सुबह के श्रृंगार का

वो सूरज की बिंदिया जो सुबह ने माथे पे लगायी

तो हवा ने भी बिन कहे इत्र सी खुशबू बिखेर दी

इस अनोखे रूप की कहानी कुछ पंछी भी गा रहे थे

और कुछ देर में सूरज ने भी खुश होके अपनी रोशनी के मोती बिखेर दिए

वो फूलों का खिलना ही बाकी था श्रृंगार के लिए अब

सच में ये सुबह भी शरमाती है शायद बड़े शहरों से

तभी यूँ बन संवर के कभी शहरों में नहीं आती

या फिर इसे भी फुरसत नहीं इन भागते हुए शहरों में

जो कुछ देर आराम से यूँ ही सज-संवर ले...

On the way to paradise...

Angels in the valley don’t matter me, I see 1 everyday.
I just want to get lost with her in those valleys where all seasons melt and freeze, to write a fairy tale... 






I can see one trail to paradise staring from that bay,
you just hold my hand and let’s start the way. 

Sun is still behind that hill,
there is nothing much to pack but just our will.
those water droplets on the grass,
seems like stars have broken clouds into glass.
these birds are singing for you only,
don’t make a rush just hike slowly.
Moon is still there in blue-black sky,
just got behind the clouds and feeling little shy.
.............................................

I had a chat with a village boy,
he pointed me the track of ultimate joy.
.............................................

cone shaped trees and clear sky,
I've never seen before these colorful butterflies.
Sun is playing hide and seek,
this will continue till that peak.
.............................................. 

sweet waterfalls and cold breeze,
every single moment I want to freeze. 

the only season this valley knows,
which don’t have a name but peace of-course. 

let’s lost in this valley and forget all the ways,
don’t say a single word, just smile as you do always... 

P.S. I Love You...

the phone girl...

My new office has open work-space culture, we don't have dedicated cubes. I don't know much about this culture, but one of my colleagues said it's European culture open work-space. First few days were kind of cultural shock for me, while watching on my screen without any head movement I was able to see girls using lipsticks and other stuffs. I was shocked when I realized machines also do makeup things so frequently. ‘Machine’ yes most of the people behave like machine. We have been programmed to do our tasks; we don’t have a concept of status meeting in meeting room but some colorful charts where everyday some colors change. In office people know only few colors which they put on chart with their status.

Sometimes it’s literally a task to find a human among those machines. Luckily I found one who is very much human among those machines. I can see the phone-girl from my place only, really thanks to this open-space work culture.  

I was really surprised to see how she manages to use that extension phone quite frequently. I don’t know whether she speaks words on phone, as I find her smiling all the time whenever she is holding phone. I have never seen her with any emotion when she is not using phone. She don't mingle with her team-mates, during her daily status she give status at the last, no emotions at all. She takes her lunch alone and strange thing is she prefers much crowded food-court over our own small pantry area.

I am surprised, how she creates her own carefree world where she is smiling all the time. She reminds me of the movie ‘Matrix’, where Mr. Anderson used phone- booth to enter into new world. At the same time she reminds me of some crazy creatures who all are pretty much decent now but sometimes use phone to explore that craziness… 

I wish I could invent an invisible phone for phone-girl to see her smiling face all the time.