you are my reason...

We can’t separate stupidity from that crazy and precious thing called love, as the gravity responsible for falling into love has its own rules…

You give me reason to smile when I am alone
You give me reason to cry when we are together

You give me reason to craft strange little fights
You give me reason to stand tall in winter nights


You give me reason to get confused
You give me reason to explore my boost

You give me reason to enjoy  rain drops
You give me reason to watch stupid daily soaps

You give me reason to say every mirror hi
You give me reason to share alien tales which no one wants to enjoy

You give me reason to think illogically
You give me reason to do things really silly
You give me reason to let me be real, really!

You give me reason to sense new seasons

You give me reason to make new reasons

You give me reason to write all lines out here
You give me reason to share these reasons everywhere


You are my reason,

Please don’t ask me the reason…


P.S.  I love you...

Buddy... it’s February again!!!

According to the Wikipedia:

February is the second month of the year in the Julian and Gregorian calendars. It is the shortest month and the only month with fewer than 30 days. The month has 28 days in common years and 29 days in leap years.

In the Southern Hemisphere, February is the seasonal equivalent of August in the Northern Hemisphere.

February starts on the same day of the week as March and November in common years, and on the same day of the week as August in leap years. February ends on the same day of the week as October every year and January in common years only. In leap years, it is the only month that ends on the same weekday it begins.

According to one of my friends:

February is the month of love.

I wonder why February is the chosen one. My friend says as the Valentine day and lots of other days fall in this month. I really don’t know much about those ‘lots of other days’. Yes I know the Valentine day falls on 14th February and I am not bothering what Wikipedia says about the Valentine day.

Why February? Having only 28 days in calendar, is the month of love. Why not January? I think January could be a strong contender for the month of love, as New Year starts with January and it’s having 31 days. We can start spreading love from the first day of the year itself. As falling into love could be a new year resolution of some people, may be for the sake of stretching that time window from 31 days to 45 days; its 14th February.

Yes February has a really beautiful season of Spring, the transition period between winter and summer. According to Wikipedia, Spring and "springtime" refer to the season, and broadly to ideas of rebirth, renewal and re-growth.

I think lovers know only one season PLH (peace, love and happiness). And for the sake of those lovers if someone from the history has already chosen the day then cheers for the V day, the mid day of February,’ the month of Spring’.

Celebrate the season of Spring with peace, love and happiness.

P.S.: I personally feel days are meant for calendar only. 

  

You’re my sugar biscuit...

You’re my sugar biscuit really

You’ve changed my taste truly

You’re not much crispy

But still there is some mystery

You’re the fiber one

Yes, that fiber one... 

You’re not the usual one

You’re very special one

Yes, very special one...

You’re not like tea bun

You’re not for everyone

You’re my personal one

Yes, I skip the morning bun

But not you the classic one...

You’re my sugar biscuit literally

Do I need to say this really?

You’re my...

P.S. I Love you...

uP in the AIR...

You must have heard this line so many times, “Life is a race”; not a new statement. But this race is quite interesting. Everyone wants to be ahead in race but don’t want to cross the finish line, the end point. So the technique to enjoy the race is to try to be up in the air as much as possible, run like a Kangaroo or walk like a frog. Implement PHYSICS theory- use parabolic path up in the air, you will definitely enjoy the race having two constraints in mind. But the problems start when we try to mix COMMERCE in this PHYSICS, money overcomes the real happiness of life and the situations become worse with CHEMISTRY comes in form of chemicals, which we use to forget our sad moments. These chemicals are like catalysts which will accelerate your ride and you will definitely reach to the end point sooner.

So don’t be the product of environment, apply PHYSICS and have a joyful ride uP in the AIR...

यादों का पानी...

आज यादों के पानी में डुबकी लगाने का मन हुआ

डुबकी सोचके डूबा था ये तो गहरा गोता हुआ

गोता जितना गहरा हुआ

खजाना यादों का और सुनहरा हुआ... 

सूरज शायद आसमां में अपने पूरे जोर पे था

और मैं भी कहीं छोटी राह पे चलने को मजबूर था

हाफ-पैंट पहने बड़ा रहा था मैं छोटे-छोटे कदम

और धूप-प्यास से निकला जा रहा था मेरा दम

गले में मिल्टन की एक बोतल जो लटकी थी

शायद उसी पे ही मेरी जान अटकी थी

धूप से चेहरा लाल था

और कुछ बड़े से बैग ने किया हाल बदहाल था... 

सारे मौसम शायद दोस्त थे मेरे,

तभी तो सर्दी , गर्मी और बरसात का ना था कोई मलाल

बस थोड़ा मायूस होता था बरसात में,

जब देखता था मैदान का बुरा हाल

घर पे कैसे टिकूंगा ये सोचकर,

चेहरा गुस्से से होता था लाल

फिर थक हार के बैठ जाता,

होमवर्क निपटाने का था जो बड़ा सवाल

बेसब्री से इन्तेजार करता था संडे का

दिन भर क्रिकेट का, जो होता था पूरे साल

यूँ ही गुजरता था हर साल,

फ्यूचर का कहाँ था कोई सवाल...

आज में ही जीता था

और आज का ही पानी पीता था

अब तो कहने को आज में जीता हूँ

कल की यादों का पानी पीता हूँ

कल की फिकर है ज्यादा इतनी

फ्यूचर का टेंशन सीता हूँ

बस यादों का पानी पीता हूँ,

और कहने को आज में जीता हूँ...

Naina d girl with specs...

There is a girl in my building, my building means office building; there are around more than 50 buildings inside campus. Her cube is in the ground floor and my place is on the first floor. When I take stairs exactly from the 6^th step I can have a glimpse of Naina. I don’t know her name but she reminds me the character 'Naina' from ‘Kal Ho Naa Ho’, played by ‘Preeti Zinta’. She wears specs and having those dimples on her cheeks,’Zinta wale’. I guess sometimes she wears hair-band and why not, beautiful hairs need extra care. 

When I use to go for lunch most of the time I find her sitting on the bench outside the building with soft-drink glass, I guess ‘Pepsi’. Sometimes I can find her sitting at the building reception sofa reading novel with the intense expressions. I like those expressions in girls, intense reading expressions with specs.

I am not sure but there is something missing in her life. I haven’t seen her laughing with the full of mouth. It’s very bad actually, a beautiful girl with dimples on her cheeks doesn’t laugh much. I am recalling the day when our HR people did some innovative tasks; not much innovative, but for the sake of some good ratings people have to show something innovative on paper, “the balloon burst”. I have to say the only innovation I found in that balloon activity was, Naina was laughing really like a kid. Thanks to those HR people for that innovation.

When someone laughs with that intensity, I hold for a moment and really that movie type of things happen with me, “time freezes up” and somewhere in the background I hear those sounds coming from every corner; sometimes one small football and lot of small feet, all chasing the ball with the Maradona intensity; sometimes that green tennis ball on a big ground having 3 or 4 cricket pitches; sometimes those colourful ranger cycles...

Boooomb...sound of balloon burst, Naina found a balloon; now she is laughing and only laughing with that black ribbon on her eyes. After finishing her turn, now she is enjoying other colleague’s game, but not laughing with the same intensity. I don’t know the reason but may be without that black ribbon she is now back into present and somewhere her present is not much happening like her past.

O Naina...Naina...where are those Rohit, Rahul and Raj...

I wish I could give her that black ribbon which sometimes works as the time machine, which doesn’t switch the time but Naina into the real Naina... 

P.S. : I wrote this story 3 months back, when I was in Bangalore. Today it just got the touch :) 

आज चाँद भी कुछ है ख़फा-ख़फा...

आज चाँद भी कुछ है ख़फा-ख़फा

इतनी देर से यूँ जो नहीं दिखा

इस अंधियारी-सी रात में,

शायद हमने कुछ की है खता

ये चाँद तो सबका चाँद है,

अपने का भी कुछ नहीं पता

आज चाँद भी कुछ है ख़फा-ख़फा...

अब तारे गिनना आसां है,

कुछ काम का अब तो नहीं पत

कोई तारा गर यूँ टूट ही ले,

कुछ मांग ही लूँ इसमें ही मज़ा

आज चाँद भी कुछ है खफा-खफा...

इस जाड़े की लम्बी रात में,

अब इन्तेजार सूरज का है

वो धूप संग लाये खुशबू,

यूँ बेकरार मैं कब से हूँ...

इस गुनगुनाती धूप में,

ये खिलखिलाता सा चेहरा

वो चाँद तो गया है छुप शायद,

एक चाँद है संग जो है मेरा

आज चाँद भी फिर से निकलेगा,

खुश होगा देख संग हमदम मेरा

आज चाँद भी...