Right or Wrong - II

Right or Wrong….

We have spent our lives half way long,
Thinking about things Right or wrong.
Right is right and the wrong is wrong,
Why did I wasted so much time just thinking along.

I watched a spider build a web weaving it through stand by strand.
She didn’t thought who would land, she just weaved it with a hope so grand…
Her hope of trapping might pay off or not
But she didn’t wasted her life just thinking along.

Touch your heart and ask, has there been a time before,
Where you thought of the things as wrong,
But in the end, Regretted …
Only to find it was not the things but ‘you’ who went wrong.

Its still so much left to do which we can,
Not thinking too much over the foot we land..
If it turned right , it’s the luck for us
But turning wrong would not cost us that much….
After all what is there to loose…
The punch is not effective until it bruise….


Its just the other half left with us & the choice is ours..
To be the spider building a web,
Or To stand at the shore, thinking for the river to take us along…….

Flying Thoughts......

Last week I went to Mumbai on a small official trip… I don’t know why , but I was pretty much excited of moving back to place which I left some 6 months back….Anyhow with tight workschedule I could not find much of the time to meet my old friends and visit some hot spots of mumbai but yes, got some time to brain storm something and write these few funny lines…..

I wrote these lines not because of some prolonged deep thoughts but just out of sheer boredom on my flight back to delhi & hence :

I would like to dedicate these (good or bad at discretion of reader ) lines to those boring air hostesses or I should say air aunties ( You can very well guess the airlines ) and a heavy weight gentleman sitting on my left seat snoring like hell who compelled me to take up the pen against his loud music……

So here it goes …..

Mixed vichar..( Fusion)

Khule aasman se maine jab zameen ki aur dekha,
to aisa laga maine apne khyalo ko aur kareeb se dekha.
Upar dekha to neela khula aasman,
Mano keh raha ho apni he dastaan………

“The sky says to see the limitless universe, suggesting to spend my life without any boundaries and spun.”

Neeche dekha to sir chakraya,
Kaise yeh zameen aaj itni shant, yeh samaj na aaya,
Main thoda ghabraya fir Bapu ka wo rule yaad aaya..

“Life mein aage badna hain to ucha socho but hamesha neeche dekho & then this world would look so much beautiful and nice place to live “


In thoughts ke saath fir khidki se jhaka,to Arabian sea nazar aaya ,
Yeh gehrayi aur behta pani fir mujhse kuch kehta nazar aaya…

“The flowing water says to be energetic , suggesting to keep moving without thinking about any results”

Mujhe yeh vichar kuch atpata(confusing) khabar aaya,
Kyu main chalta rahu bina kisi result chasing just my saya…
Pal bhar mein he mujhe ek taapu(island) nazar aaya,
Usse takrata paani saari confusion dhoondli karaaya...

“The island says it all….once you move with energy and focus the destination would sooner or later follow”

Thoda aura age bada to upar baadlo ka sehra nazar aaya,
Yeh chamakti hui dhoop ban gayi Ghana saaya…
Yeh sochte soche jagjit singh ka wo gana yaad aaya,
Zindagi dhoop kabhi Ghana saaya……:):)


“ The cloud says us to be patient, there would be ups and downs both sunny and funny days …

Chalte chalte waqt guzra aur main destination ke karreb aaya…
In boring air hostess ki wazay se mera likhne ka shauk fir ubhar aaya
Khair yeh Mumbai to delhi ki yatra mujhse kafi kuch keh gayi,
Kuch in shabdo se aapko aur kuch apne man ko he bayaan kar paaya…..

Final Destination

Final Destination ……

Rohan was getting late.. It was only 30 minutes left and he had to cover an entire span of 11kms to reach to Final Destination. It had nothing to do with his aim in life or some kind of dream but he was going to watch the latest Hollywood flick “Final destination 4" whom he awaited from the time he saw a previous part of the same movie.

"Those of you who are phynique about numbers would say 11kms in 30 minutes ... Easy job done...but then try driving the same in Delhi rains and you’ll shatter your overconfidence pretty soon...."

Excited about the plan, Rohan drove fast his new car Hyundai i 10 which he recently took on his own. As with every one of us, that first car is somehow emotionally attached and so it was the case with him. He had already jumped two of the signals at full throttle and was about to jump the third, when suddenly......

He had to change over foot position, from the full throttle at the accelerator the foot moved to the brakes with double the energy he had.... The energy paid off he was able to stop the car at time, though a young boy had already fallen on the road....

"Hey you bastard , cant you see " yelled rohan moving out of the car..

" Sorry Sir " came a weak voice from the other side ....

Unbothered about the boy, rohan just gazed off to his car bumper all worried .It was a look as if he had bumped his car into a truck rather than into a boy....After entire clinical research which made him sure that nothing has happened to his beautiful car it was time to turn around...

Turning around he saw a young lad, probably 14-15 yrs neatly dressed in school uniform with a tie and a big school bag. The guy was collecting his stuff from the ground when again Rohan spoke :

“You should see your steps, you nearly killed yourself just now”

“Sir i was watching my steps, it was a signal for me to move rather than you, and it was you who nearly killed me ..."

He didn’t expected a reply like that, but then thinking of the destination he was getting late he decided to avoid and move on...As he drove 50 meters ahead a thought stopped him .. It was his conscience which reverted him to ask at least if that guy is all right or not...

Rohan parked his car and went back... as he moved towards him some thing unusual striked ....

He saw the same guy standing up at the same crossing talking to car owners one by one ..Confused he covered some more distance to see what is he engaged with....He saw the same young lad selling pencils at the traffic signal....He was shocked to see the determination of the boy who crimpled from one car to another asking the owner to buy a whole bunch of pencils from him .

"why is he doing so " Rohan thought ?

Is it for some drugs , rohan asked to himself ...But soon seeing the determination and the pain in the eyes of the boy this thought of his washed away......

Rohan moved back to his car , but didn’t had the energy to roll the keys.....The thought which troubled him was not that a kid is street selling (obviously in a country of 1 billion street selling has become a big industry and we have seen kids selling things at each nook and corner ) but it was the strong character of the boy and the questions posed by him . He sat there for another 20-25 minutes watching the same lad moving from one car to other requesting cars to buy stuff from him... The tears rolled out of rohan eyes as if the pain of that young boy is flowing down his cheeks....He thought of helping him with some money but then decided against it for not hurting the determination of the boy...

Later, He went to the boy and said:

“Sorry” and bought 2 pencils for himself....

While driving back the shadow of that young lad empowered Rohan . There was so much to learn from the boy, will power, calmness & keeping all the pain under cover. Also present are some of the never ending questions:

"Why is there so much disparity?”

“How can we help and spread some smiles to people around us”

Neither does rohan had answers to his thoughts nor do i writing this. We all are still living in ignorance of our self centric happiness..... T

oday Rohan possesses more than 30 odd pencils which he bought time and again from him..Whenever rohan feels shaky he moves to the same lad and buy those pencils which serves as a energy pill making him more determined. Till today Rohan didn’t had courage to ask the pain this boy possess for the fear of feeling guilty of not being able to help him adequately.. But what he knows is a young lad named “Sarthak” fighting all alone against the storms...He calls him Rock which brings a small smile to both ….Sarthak has now become an integral part of Rohan’s prayers to give this boy all the strengths to reach to his Final destination …..



"If the misery of the poor be caused not by the laws of nature, but by our institutions, great is our sin." – Charles Darwin…..

And we should look forward to do a bit to overcome these sins :) :) :) :) .....

"Someone"

"Someone"

Life is a lonely path ,
where everyone of us ran so fast.
Amidst this race, you need someone who cares,
one who holds us close in their thoughts and prayers.

Everybody search for someone,
one who is like none other,
someone to hold you tight
who gives you a feeling that everything is allright.

Someone i can walk to
Someone I can talk to
Someone I can trust
When everything of mine rust.

The one who laughs when i am a clown ,
but the same cry when i drown .
someone who picks you when you fall,
but the same pushes you hard when you crawl.

Someone who listens
At any time of the day.
Someone who brightens ,
Any thing that’s gray.

The one who always wants to be my friend ,
but the same fights for me until the bitter end.
Someone to hold you when you're weak
Someone to make you feel complete

Someone who wil save me,
When everything goes wrong.
Someone who will comfort me,
And help me to be strong.

The one who knows the real me ,
but the same drives to the better me.
Someone who will always be,
Just like I want to be..


Actually we dont live for the wordly fame ,
neither we require a great acclaim.
But we live to know that someone cares
Someone who wil always remain true-
Someone who is my best friend.
Someone just like u.......


" Happy Friendship Day "


..............................Nits................................

Devil has Arrived !!

DEVIL has Arrived !!!!!!!!!!!!! 20th June ,9.30 am

Yes , The Devil has arrived. On June 20, 2009 at the midnight stroke the devil has creeped into the city that seldom sleeps. Putting an end to all speculations and billion of rupees “ Satta” ,Devil Monsoon has arrived today in Mumbai with a bang.

Arrival of the first showers, announced by dance of the peacock, the birds begin their songs. The smells of the damp soils roam the air, and the Earth turns to a modest green. Monsoon rain always gives you nostalgic feeling, taking you back to child hood times when you rushed out just to get the feel of that first drop. Rains are the best thing which work as a mood switcher , however stressed you are it washes away those worries and tensions and brings to you a little spark.

The silence before rainstorms give a feeling of excitement, and the immeasurable peace following them leave a feeling of satisfaction and contentment, as though a great pressure had been released.

But , People who knows Mumbai would understand why I choosed the word “ Devil” for this sweet and unarming phenomena of nature . Rains are completely embibed into the mumbaikar culture and brings with it a new flavour to this city . Obviously there is joy of rains but along with also comes a fear of what might paralyses the city .

I used the phrase “ it embibes into Mumbai culture” because henceforth inspite of whether it pours or not the day would start with the thought of rain and end with the same thought. Umbrellas would now become an essential part of daily routine and you cant imagine moving yourself without this 2 feet creature. As any other city , water logging and transport problems are complementary gifts with the entire package . The world has already seen the pictures what rains brings with it to Mumbai. E mails have already started started jamming your inbox telling you when not to move out of your homes and when to move out early from offices.

Personally the 2 M’s , Myself and Monsoon entered the city last year at the same time . Though I have always been in love with rains but somehow I hated it last year after my initial days in Mumbai . As I wrote before :

“Rains and travel are the two things I am worried about the most in Mumbai. Both are so unpredictable that for first you always have to carry an umbrella and for second you always have to keep extra time at your stake. The funniest part is even after taking care of both the things you might end up struggling with both.”

As everybody I sincerely hope that rains this year should portray itself as that sweet and unarming phenomena coloring Mumbai in green and bringing the best of the valleys rather than exhibiting the power ( floods and high tides) which it showed 2 years back .Everyone salutes the mumbaikars spirit but none of us would like to check that again .
As I conclude the rain have started again though with a much little bash….

“ Ghode jaisi chal , Hatthi jaise dum” Plays in the background

PS : Humans have sought to be in such perfect tune with Nature that their own heart is consumed with its beauty, moods, and expressions. However when there is a trade off between them the ego of both hurts each other . For all these floods , late monsoon it is us who are responsible. It is us who should take a pledge and do our little bit to save environment .
For more , you can visit :

http://www.simplygreens.com/green-tips.html

………………………………nits………………………………

....... Continued Part 3

"The following version is by an inspiring writer ... my younger sister.....swati"

Wondering about that call, with unending questions popping in mind, Ruhan lied on his bed.
“Why did she call now?
Is she okay?
What about her marriage?
Maybe she heard of my promotion, but how?
I did not tell her.
What could be that she wants to tell me?”
And the list goes on………..

The questions just did not stop. He was happy, sad and shocked. All at once.
Happy for his promotion, shocked about that call and sad thinking that he almost lost his love forever.
He found himself lost between these feelings and didn’t knew what to do when suddenly phone ranged up. He hastily grabbed up and said, “Hello”, but no one replied. He again said, “Hello, whose it?” Since this time it was his landline, he could not make out whose it. He merely shouted and intended to disconnect when he heard a cry. And not to his surprise it was her.
Yes, Nikita. He tried to calm her and asked what the matter is. She just said, “I wanna meet you. Tomorrow at 11a.m. city square mall, Lawrence street.” He again asked what the matter was but the only thing she spoke was, “do come” and disconnected.
He was glad to hear her after so long but moreover worried.
“Why was she crying?
What’s wrong at her end?
Why does she want to meet me?”
It was around 2a.m. after scrutinizing the answers to his questioning he finally dozed off.
It was bright Sunday morning and 10:30a.m. in clock. He saw the time and jumped off his bed and shouted, “SHIT! CRAP! I’L BE LATE.” He hurried and finally reached there by 11:15a.m. She was already there, sitting and waiting for him.
He went closer, quite puzzled, and as he saw her, it seemed to him as if nothing has changed and it was just like their any other meeting(date). She looked as beautiful as ever and even more. He greeted her and sat opposite to her.
The waiter asked for their order. She ordered a CAFFE FRAPPE for him and ICED ESKIMO for herself. (These were their individual favorites’). He was glad enough to know that she still remembers all this.
There was a deep silence. None of them had courage to make a direct eye contact. Then to start up with the conversation, he told her that the very last day he got his first promotion. The lady was really happy and that was the first time she looked up into his eyes and congratulated him.
The guy knew it was something big and serious and if he would be straight forward to ask why she called him it would seem rude. He gently holds her hand and asked if everything was okay. She looked up and asked him, “DO YOU STILL LOVE ME?”
He was shocked and his lips sealed, his heartbeat increased and merely nothing went into his mind. He was thoughtless. (The waiter came and served). He did not know what to answer. He was confused between his feelings. It is not as if he did not thought about her or this these months or the love he had for her was fake. But……..
He took a deep breath and said, “BUT AREN’T YOU MARRIED?”
She again asked him,” DO YOU LOVE ME?”
He said, “BUT……”
She,” YES OR NO……?”
Ruhan,” YES I DO BUT….”
Nikita,”THEN PLEASE TAKE ME AWAY WITH YOU. I DO NOT WANT TO BE HERE. PLEASE, I WANT YOU AND NOTHING ELSE. PLEASE.”
(She started crying)
He came closer and took her into his arms. Wiping out her tears he said, “DON’T WORRY I AM HERE NOW, WITH YOU, FOR YOU, FOREVER. I’V REALIZED WHAT I WAS TO LOSE. GOD HAS GIVEN ME A SECOND CHANCE AND I’L NOT GET IT SCREWED UP.”
He kissed her on her forehead and assured that he will talk to his parents about it that day itself and would make them meet her the next day the same place.
Nikita,” NOW YOU WON’T LEAVE ME NA?”
Ruhan,”NEVER.”
They had their lunch and went back to their residences.
He went to his parents and convinced them for this relationship and to meet her the next day. That night he called her up to confirm the next day program, but she didn’t pick the phone. He felt little different. He tried again and again but the ring went on and on. No response.
He was surprised. But then felt that the program was almost fixed so he left all worries and slept. Next morning he called her up but still no reply. Then he went there with his parents and waited for her.
Time slipped from minutes to hours. Still no response. He finally convinced his parents that probably she was stopped by her family and would look in the matter himself.
He went back, wondering why she is not picking the phone and also why she did not come to meet his parents. When suddenly his phone ranged up. He hastily received it but no one spoke. It was her only but she did not speak. He shouted and yelled, when unconsciously he shook his head and realized that it was his landline that was ringing and he immediately got off his bed to receive it.
Yes, to your surprise he was in his subconscious mind all this while. He was merely dreaming of all these wonderful moments. For some time he was still. He just could not make it out how this happened and what the truth really is. The phone disconnected and he again started wondering about this whole episode.
The phone ringed again. He grabbed it and said, “HELLO”, but no one spoke. He again tried and amazingly heard the same cry that he heard that time. He was damn shocked and could not make out what was happening.
As he talked further each and every word of her and their conversation was exactly the same that he had in his dream. He was thoughtless. He questioned himself if it was just a coincidence or something supernatural. He made it clear to himself that whatever the case maybe he would not let this chance slip from his hands and would talk to her about this himself. He just cannot afford to lose her this time. He thanked GOD for this lesson<> and slept.
Now was it really a lesson???????
Would everything happen the same way as it happened in his dream????????
Would Ruhan get his love back???????
Well then wait for the next morning…………….

....................!!!!!!!!!! Continued Part 2

The next set of coincidence came when Ruhan joined a salsa class. To his astonishment he found nikita present there as well. The first thought which crossed Ruhan mind was to swap partners and to be a partner of Nikita. As filmy it could be, the trainer intervene and found Nikita and Ruhan would look good together (in the final performance) due to their complementary heights. Ruhan for the first time in his life was happy about his short height.

Salsa proved to be a big bang in their relationship. Now they were more than good friends. Both started liking each others company and spent most of the time together and more than anything respect each other. For everything it was discussed between them before coming to any decision or action.

It was now a year long relationship they were now seen as a couple by every one in the group. Though there was no formal proposal by either of them but both of them knew. As with closeness came names for each other, Ruhan was named “dugga” and nikita “duggu” by each other.

By the time dugga was completing his third year of engineering, duggu was about to finish her graduation. For duggu, with the graduation degree there was another thing which was standing on the doorstep. It was the pressure of marriage from her family. Both of them discussed about the problem before but could not find anything near to solution.

But now the storm wasn’t far. Duggu parents have already found two or more prospects for her and now it was inevitable for her to talk to Ruhan. She explained everything to Ruhan and asked for his take. Ruhan repeated the same which he told before that he would only think about marriage once he would have a nice job and probably would take this step only after his first promotion. Though she understood and considered him right but she didn’t have options. For the first time in 18 months they had a huge fight.

“ You don’t have choice to choose your boss , but you always do have a choice to choose your friends and more importantly your life partner”

Next few days were terrible for both of them. Nikita wanted Ruhan to talk to his family and she would in turn talk to her family and then they could find a solution. Ruhan on the other hand was fearful of the fact that he hadn’t even completed his engineering and the relationship would not be accepted anyhow by his family. Moreover he wasn’t in the position of confronting them. Both have their own limitations and their own way of explaining each other.

Now it was only one point of discussion on the calls and there were tears all over the call. After 3 weeks of indecisive discussions it was the day when both of them didn’t uttered a word. There was just silence all over and it was a probable end to their so called love story.

For the next 2-3 weeks none of them talked and on a Sunday morning Ruhan found himself at the epicenter of earthquake. He received a message from nikita about her engagement. He also received the card of her marriage which predictably he never attended.

For Both of them it was an end to Dugga- Duggu saga ….

Today - Bangalore
Ruhan was shocked to see that name again on his mobile. He has lost that person in the memories which in turn were now covered with mist. He was unsure why is she calling him today when a thought gave him shock of his life . He was promoted today for the first time in his life…... but how???? ##### %%%%%…………..By the time he would get over with these crossing thoughts, he had already missed that call….

Why did she called him today , would he call back is unknown , but what is known is, it’s the game which fate plays with each of us in some or the other way ….

PS : Don’t ask me about the how about of that call …and yes I could not find a suitable title for the same , so guys pls help…..

...............nits .................