~~Aur kuchh Nazron se hai jhaankti~~

Nazron ki gehraiyaan chhupaati
Kuchh kehti, kuchh muskuraa jaati
Aur kuchh nazron se hai jhaankti

Kuchh dabi aawaaz, kuchh toote alfaaz
Kuchh bikhre sawaalon ke jawaab
Morti, jorti, dhundati, aur fir unme kho jaati

Samandar ki lehron si halchal
Par andar ki shaant gehri tanhaiyaan
Lehron ke saath ufanti, khelti, tootati, aur fir tanhaaiyon me samaati

Roz ki sahi galat pe hairaan hoti
Duniyaan ki hairaaniyat pe gungunati
Pareshan ho simat jaati, bikhar jaati
Darti, sulajhti, ulajhti, ek gehri saans ke saath fir se baandhati

Aanson ki boond se moti banaati
Dil ki dharkanon me unko piroti
Pehenti, utaarti, nihaarti, fir unhe dil me chhipaati

Nazron ki gehraiyaan chhupaati
Kuchh kehti, kuchh muskuraa jaati
Aur kuchh nazron se hai jhaankti

When he gave up on himself

"As if I care.... You don't like me? Great! Oh go ahead, hate me! You wonder why I don't care? I wonder why I should care. I tried being nice. I tried a lot. I forgave you every time, not any more. You think I am arrogant. Now, I will show you arrogance. You can hate me even more. The last time I cared was something like a few days back. You made me heartless. You killed me. You murdered the good soul in me. You are a murderer. You are fake. Its high time, time to clean up the society off with people like you. You tried to make me weak. Didn't happen though. Won't happen... ever. I am not weak. I am strong, stronger than what you can ever imagine. Now, you stay away from me. I said, "when it will reach my saturation point, even I do not know what will I do?" It reached the saturation point, and you made one wrong move and now I'll make your life hell. Worse than ever you could think of. You know it too, don't you? I, on the other hand, will take every opportunity to hurt you. Because I can. I will make your story of life from today, "Sadness ever after". You did the same when you were stronger. The tables have turned. Face the devil inside me...You suffer now!

I generally do not promote 'hate notes'. But, this is thought provoking. This is all I can hear him shout in the partially lit corner outside the compartment, standing close to the open coach door. Train moving fast and wind through his hair. Barely could see his face. I was fear struck by 'a thought'. Before numbeness could take over me, I had myself ready to take a steady leap and hold him back. A paper flew off his hand. He stood still. The calmer it became, the more blood thrust up my veins. And, then, he half turned his face. Our eyes contacted for a fraction of second. I could see red watered eyes of a fair lean young guy. To avoid the situation of this mortifying moment, I turned back and stepped inside the compartment without slightest display of my presence. I kept a close ear to catch any movement outside. I stayed awake for another 2 hours when I saw him cross mine and sit on a seat after two compartments. That was when I took my first breath of slight relief. He felt lost and broken. I walked out, saw the coach gate closed and locked. Near the gate I found a few pieces of torn paper and a photograph. Could not manage to put all the pieces together though, scarcely manage to put the picture together where I could see a sweet girl and the smiling happy 'him' looking blissfully in love. The picture was taken in some theme park. I left the pieces there again and went back to my seat. Thoughts disturbed my sleep. His suffering soul gave up on his love. But, actually, he gave up on himself, on his goodness. My only thoughts were that another happy soul dies today, another angel turns to ashes. If only, anyone's emotions and feelings are not played with, this world would be a happier place for everyone. There is goodness in all, and that goodness needs to be displayed. By about the dawn, when the soft sun rays peeped through the thin gap between my window curtain, I got up and sat on my seat. I could see no soul awake and curtains drawn everywhere. His seat was empty. I went out to find all pieces of papers gone and the door open. Soon the train stopped at a small station and I got down for my further journey. I never saw him properly, I do not know who he was, and what was his story? This is disturbing. Its true, "Hurt people hurt others". We have to break this chain.

listen to it... the sound is just there!

An interesting story.... i just happen to get on to some site and read it. i loved it. so posting it up here.

A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door! He slammed on the brakes and drove the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car, shouting, "What was that all about and who are you?Just what the heck are you doing? That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money.Why did you do it?"The young boy was apologetic. "Please mister ... please, I'm sorry... I didn't know what else to do," he pleaded."I threw the brick because no one else would stop..."With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car."It's my brother," he said."He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up."
Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out his fancy handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay.
"Thank you and may God bless you," the grateful child told the stranger.Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the little boy push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home. It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!
God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us.
It's our choice: Listen to the whisper ... or wait for the brick!

we v/s they....

"some ppl wud nevr change... they wud always stay the same, with their own ego n self-conclusions... wish they cud come out of their self made thoughts n see the real side.... huh! i realy feel if i cud talk out n make them understand, but no use talking to ppl so much shakled up in their "own" thoughts... such miserable ones!
they make theirs as wel as others life difficult. cant keep it simple n easy! sad ppl!"
This is the 1st statement i made for the day today in the middle of the nyt wen thoughts were crowding up my mind....
i got some comment back stating that one shudnt ask other to change, y not change ourselves, or rather accept them the way they are or rather forget them coz "no one can change one innate nature"... very true indeed...
the whole point wasnt to ask them to change, but yes, it shudnt be that our individuality, our presentation shud b changed by them, that also in a wrong way coz their brains manipulate it the other way.

and the conclusion ended up as "ignore it, coz ignorance is bliss"
hmm... at times in life u cant do anything other than accepting the way things are coming up our way.

but the dichotomy of life n relations are always there, which make us ponder over the two split-ends at times, (specially wen u r literally jobless... u c todayz sunday :P)... but seriously, how many of us actually think it from the all possible perspective, "from our's n from their's"? difficult it is!

Back again with new life

Its been long long n long since i wrote something here. Reasons??? Many... but its been more than a year, almost the same time i have been in .... in 3rd year of my graduation. Think it was made to make my life change a lot, going through a lot of drastic changes, lots of contrasting changes. People who know me closely, or who are near/around me, know it all. At times even i wonder over my life and its path n its phases. Going all through it, one thing i know for sure, "life is at its best if u keep it simple" , its beautiful, wonderful, and best of all, peaceful. :)

Here after completing (almost) my 3rd year of graduation, n working as a internee at this office, with lots of work, with friends at a little distance to contact, with thoughts of special people, with thoughts of past life, with time constraint, with hopes to lead a better life, with thoughts to take out time for myself, with thought to spend quality time with others, with plans ahead, with independance, with a solo soul, with thoughts to keep things simple, with some moral upliftments (it doesnt mean it wasnt uplifted earlier :P ), n being a little more wise on thoughts n actions, n keeping myself busy.... all these things together are making my life awesome.

I do miss a few things, i do miss a few people, i do get lost in memories, i do get sad, i do cry at times. I feel, n i wish, few things wudnt hav happened or wudnt have happened the same way they did, or the happy parts of past wudnt hav changed or wud hav still been there. I know all these things are a part of our life n will stay with us forever, but moving ahead in life on better paths is what is the demand of life and of persent situation. I have to give little time to these part of life, but at the same, have to keep going towards fulfillment and happiness. Every other person/ living being is "In Pursuit of Happiness". Even if they do something for others, they do it because it makes them happy in some way.

"Its a new day, its a new life" everyday.... n i'm living it, trying to make the best out of it. So, lets live it before we realise it gone. Lets be in touch with pain of realities, but lets try, n make it all happy in one way or other. N trust me it works.

:) :)

ANGELS TO ASHES, DEVILS TO DUST

That pain was forgotten 
Those bruises were gone 
Life was new as I tried to move on 
Once again things seemed to be fine 
The cuts and rashes were getting filled with time 
Once again I learnt how to fly 
Once again I learnt how to hug the sky 
Things were beautiful, things were new 
Once again the words seemed true 
But again the dark shadow has been cast 
Once again I am in the painful past 
The box has broken and so has the final string of trust 
Angels to Ashes and Devils to Dust

The tears seemed far away 
Happiness I thought was here to stay 
Once again the grass was green 
Once again the world wasn’t mean 
Once again there was no distress 
No more was pain my mistress 
Once again smiling wasn’t a task 
There was no need to hide behind a mask 
But now I know the façade is here to stay 
The more I want happiness the more it goes away 
The box has broken and I have been cursed 
Angels to Ashes and Devils to Dust 

Your memories will never be the same 
This heart will never take your name 
This angel is not yours; this devil is not yours anymore to claim 
But now I wont have repent, now I wont have shame 
For it’s time for the phoenix to rise 
For it’s time that change is a must 
For it’s time that the Angel is Ashes For it’s time that the Devil is Dust

PLEASE NOTE: ITS NOT WRITTEN BY ME... I READ IT IN SOMEONE'S BLOG N I LIKED IT. SO JUST COPY-PASTED IT.

"LET IT GO!"... Hmm... I'm letting it come now. Rather I think it has already come. Dont know if its for better or for worse, but I'll face it up, be it the fact, the consequences, or the shadows if it. Have to be like this, have to face it, have to live up with this. And I will...!