LOVE HAS COME INDEED A LONG WAY..............

Love has surrounded this universe for a long time now & lately it has changed it’s meaning a lot.From “heer and ranjha” to “raj and simran” to “jack and rose” , it’s actually come a long way,the latest being “love – net “............
Anjana meets anjani on the super broadband connections & gets connected for quiet a few months .Thoughts shared , views liked , things exchanged , dreamz framed & then comes a “good-bye”.Months later………..a new anjana meets a new anjani and again a new anjani meets a new anjana & the song goes on.............
Years later,the new age Raj weds a Heer, and new age Simran weds a Jack , ohh well well well the confusion of this new love has left just two options with people around, either to get married to their own girlfriends or someone else’s ;) , it seems humourous but is actually a game of life where now love dsn’t mean bonding for ages,nor does it means commiting forever, ending and sacrificing their lives for each other.But this obviously expresses one side of today’s love , there is another as well , where love still means the most special feeling , the most pious one a human soul can xperience.These another set of people make the best use of broadband connections to stay connected as often their careers don’t allow them togetherness…………but this connection remains to their single soulmate……neither the soulmate changes nor does the love and nor does the bonding………it’s a matter of choice and few strikes of chances, along with the pinch of destiny that decides which round of people a person falls in……………..more of facebook frends then the real one’s , more of time spent on net then in gardens wonder who is to blame,is technology a burden or a light of hope in busy demanding darkness of life…..yet when I look around & I look back, it really seems funny to have this new “love-net” on the floor ……..but as they say “technology is the key to life”…………..alas it is true for everyone today………….unavoidable basic necessity of 2010 souls…………….

THE LUCKY ONES

Why does it happen that one sex of human species is always at a benefit as compared to another one? This question arises to my mind quiet often . How the so called “powerful” male gender enjoys so much while hardly giving anything in return,there always exist exceptions which undoubtly fall here too but very rare though almost nil. Right from the birth they have their mother to take complete care of them , to shower them with unconditional , uncomparable love, this lady, who even sacrifices her relationship with her husband , other than her physic , her sleeps , life, aspirations, dreamz almost all. Inspite of giving in so much this lady is the most neglected & taken for granted one by that same boy,yet she bestows him with all she has . These people are the same, who have sisters who cares for them,who at times even try to become good friends to their brothers ( under exceptional cases though they succed or the scenario can be different tooo), but in return these people over cover her all time in name of “being a brother” or “protecting her from evil eyes”. These are the same people , who will run for their lady like crazies, make her feel “most special” than she ever did, they would write to her, followed by gifts,cards,respect,care, & words , lots & lots of words…..words that change with times, respect, care that flies out of the window with time,gifts & cards whose frequencies go on falling… & reasons ……hello what are you talking about??? Reasons become unnecessary as time clock moves on, yet they receive best of love all life again unconditionally & above that without returning even.They are giften with daughters-angels of god,to whom they again gifts lot of love till she demands her life,her dreamz,her love,in the name of “guidance”, she is been held back by that same man.How weird is nature’s law, why do men enjoy so much of love- the lifeline for life , if they don’t even intend to return it equally? Forget about loving unconditionally all life, why can’t these people merely respect or care or stand by for lifetime unconditionally?? I feel jealous when I look at these people & the fact that these people are so much lucky to have mothers , sisters , wives , daughters …..to love them , obey them, care for them , respect them,mould them into super powers & the best part ‘unconditionally’ .In a very famous novel there is a line I can relate to as of now & that says “ a man’s accusing finger will always find a women” & sadly this is true most of the times. Wish god could understand how it feels to be a part of witnessing this & wish he hears me & change these people to become “the unconditional lovers” & we the kind they are atleast for some moments of my life……….

A GENIUS

Two hand bags on two different shoulders, making the sound “tik tik tik tik….”, words aloud “chala pude chala….ohh tai chala pude”, and an excellent simple mind. No he did not invent “the telephone” , nor “the clock” , nor anything timeless & not even has he just striked a million dollar deal, yet I find him a genius.i am talking about a simple man from a lower strata of society whose work or rather the way he does it , amazes me- “ THE BUS CONDUCTOR”. I term this man “a genius” because to my heart , he is one. In a bus , full of passengers, it amazes me , how beautifully he manages to work,with so much of ease. While you juggle from one side to another in order to balance yourself in a moving bus, this man comfortably manages to balance himself while doing his task as well,enumber of rounds he takes within the bus so crowded , from start to end ,giving tickets,so easily .Constantly,you hear his instructions either to keep moving ahead or to give him the bus fare or announcing the next destination and no matter how crowdy or noisy is the environment,his words manage to reach your ears.Let that be any stop where you got in the bus from and no matter how crowded the bus is,he makes it sure, I dnt know how , you have your tickets before your destination arrives.Amazingly , no matter the number of passengers that add in to the existing one’s at every destination he remembers wisely who is to be given the tickets. I wonder, how inspite of so much of irritated crowd , he manages to keep his calm,while calculating your fare in the calculator of his mind.This man working in this kind of environment struggles so much yet gives his all to his task.People in air-conditioned offices keep complaining but this man does it without complaining,is it the need of his life or just the acceptance of it?My respect for him & for my job rises new levels when I see him everyday.As I thank him for giving my tickets daily,hardly this man knows I often thank him for who he is.As I move on with my day,an inspiration builds in me through him to respect my work each day.Deep in my heart,I respect this profession and all those who make it possible for us to travel each day.At times,life is so strange,someone I don’t even know,not even big inspires me …….It brings me a smile when he says “tai pude chala…..” A genius indeed he is to me , for who in this world can manage all it like he did.I proudly salute to all bus conductors of the BEST buses, second lifeline of we the mumbaikars……

Bandh toh honarch......

At times,it feels good,when it's a monday morning you wake up to,to find a bandh declared by the self-appointed god of the nation.Today's morning witnesseda "bandh" as already declared on saturday last week.But this bandh of city "mumbai-city that never sleeps" was different,it was different because this bandh was.........followed & actually followed.It's been years i have grew up in this place,but to the best of my memories,i don't remember the last time i witnessed this kind of bandh being followed here.This city,is a city of freedom,of vigour,of everything that many cities all over the world lack.It's never before been here that,a non-violent protest has been declared & followed,earlier whenever a bandh was declared it was followed only by a hand full of people,the rest could carry on with their unavoidable tasks.Most importantly,the local trains-life line of mumbai,the best buses,the rickshaws,the cabs all ran.This time it was different,a city that didn't halt at the earthquakes,the floods,the brutal terrorist attacks,halted today.No trains,No rickshaws,No buses at all.Person who has lived here for pretty long can sense what am talking about,what it means.The protest was against oil price hike,so .......was it really against it or has it a different side too???? "sat,sun,mon off hai re,mein to matheran chala",,,,,"teen dinn so so ke bore hogaya"....Is that the protest????well well well , the bandh was a protest or just a reason to relax to many,that remains a mystery,but as told by our great gods...."bandh toh honarch"...."bandh toh zalach",who cares the real motive,the loss behind...."bandh toh honarch"........

A STRANGE CONNECTION

It seems pleasant to me when every evening ,tired with the day, I return home & witness a pair of friendly eyes staring me from far off,jumping in joy he comes running towards me & accompains me till my house,& most important…. selflessly.All life I grew up with instructions “stay away,he’ll bite”, but strangely today one of my finest friends is the one who can actually bite.yes , it’s a stray dog,with no house,no family & mostly no conditions . I met this dog few months back in my locality,my sister had introduced us,she told me tht he was one of the friendliest dogs she met,but for me that love of this dog was yet to witness,since me & my sister both are fond of dogs & we dnt differentiate much between the pet ones & the stray ones,we regularly spent some time with that stray dog & went our ways.Just like any other dog , he too would follow us till the main gates & then would leave us on our way.Since then it’s been few months when we , especially me encounter him often,no matter how far I m he recognizes me from far off & accompains me ,I serve him with parle-g that cost me rs.2 and we share lots of love that cost us none,then I move my way & he on his ………..Recently he was been kicked off by my society from my compound & so for past few weeks he accompained me only till main gates , the fear of vilonce scares a friendly animal too…Yesterday,while me & my sister were returning from routine street market ,we met him like regular,but this time something different happened.I was feeding him as I always do & all of a sudden there were few other stray dogs that got on him,they bite him real bad,his painful yell could indicate it was real bad & all I could was witness him scream in pain,I looked for a stone here & there but couldn’t find any,finally I threw a plastic bag towards them & they ran off,I never knew the concept of “boundaries” had become so stringent in animals too,this little poor dog had started weeping initially,in pain he screamed louder & louder & louder & all I could do is see him licking his leg the right one that was bent after that bite , he couldn’t walk anymore on four legs & cried so bad,so bad.I saw his tears fall down & somewhere found myself so helpless,in search of a safe place he ran hayway & I just got frooze in my place,I looked up for some water & tried serving it to him but the eyes that looked up with love always,today prayed me to stay away,my eyes went moist & I couldn’t belive i had this strong bond with that stray animal,that his pain made me have tears,at times god is weird,while returning back to my house I couldn’t imagine the thought of loosing him & that is when I realized there is a strange connection we share,not of master-servant,not of human-animal,but of humanity that’s almost extinct on this earth now.Today when I was walkn back my home,he dnt jump,he did run towards me,quiet ,sitting in a corner he weeped,I went to him & to my surprise this time he didn’t run away,rather he shifted my palm from his head to his chin & kept his face on it & just cried , and just cried….like helpless friend I sat like that , couldn’t even wipe off his tears,rather wept along,what ……………………………………… A strange connection……………………………………..

life from a black window...

At times it amazes me ,when i luk around 2 witness few girls of my age group or even younger than me in a completely different view than what i or my other fellow girls c. I wonder , how would the world seem from a lil black window put on my face ....everythn so narrowed at it's view,so weird....four - five years age girls i see all covered falln in their draps when their lil feet want to run,chase a butterfly.......& why???does just being born as a beautiful girl or rather lets say just "a girl" gives a family, a community or a religion a right 2 decide everythng connected to her even as to how much 2 cover her & how often?? m talking about a community where men can have several wives without any reasonable reasons to give,or probably the reason could be "she can't give me a son", as if its "she" alone responsible for not giving "a son". you can have several wives even when wen u hv sons 4m ur already existing wives,isn't tht unjustified??? thy say thy cover their ladies 2 respect their beauty, their pride.....but someone explain me thn wht it means when u leave ur wife to marry someone else....isn't tht hammering their pride???isn't that undignified???? or does her beauty changing with nature's time clock gives u a right to change your life clock too???same beauties tht the men seem to protect....are thrashed down in the same house isn't tht petrified??head to toe that god's beautiful creation is been covered, even her eyes been jailed,but no one would question a man watching her if she wants to free a bit,it's anyways easier to force the weak,than question a power.Wonder the suffocation beneath tht black cloth,wonder the humiliation to not live free,wonder tht restrictions n name of safety....at times,it amazes me more than ever to see a lady support this cruelty in the name of custom or duty,is it mere acceptance of their fate by them or is it lack of wings n ths birds,does that narrow view seen al lyf makes their minds narrow too??.....don't know what it is .....but someone should allow these birds their wings....to let them live as they want & then witness what power means....

a new start...

It's raining mumbaiyaa rains outside ....few cars rushn somewhr thru ths rains....street lights off,cold breeze arnd,i can smell the wet land & i tell u ths fragnance is so refreshn n a stressed out lyf,it's lightnin ...sky so beautfl, i sit quiet n my balcony feeln wet drops of nature's beauty wettn my body,missin my best frend & his company,2moro is a big day 4 me,i'l b finally being at a place i waited 4 pretty long now 2 b.....a new place,new environment,new ppl arnd....dnt knw hows it goin 2 b,how it's goin 2 make me feel....jus hopn my best,thy say "a gud start is half job done ",prayn 2 hv a gud start.....wanna regain a part of me tht i lost amidst rocks of lyf sumwhr sumtym back, 2moro on wanna win thm back...my lost self-confidence....as of now wanna spread my arms feel ths beautfl rain drops refresh me 4 a new lyf , a gr8 start , a big success.......god bless.....off now....