Tum Bin...

Nazar ghuma ke dekha to har taraf 'couples' nazar aa rahe the. Door se dekho to kitne khush maloom ho rahe the saare. In sab mein lazmi tha ki tumhari yaad aayi. Ek kasak si hui tumhe paas paane ki. Ek tees si uthi seene mein ki hum to jab saath hote hain to saare jahan ki khushi bas humare beech hoti hai. Doston ke beech bhi rahoon to akela sa lagta hai. Kahan 'complete' hain hum ek doosre ke bina. In sab mein tum saath nahi hote to dil udaas sa ho uth-ta hai.

Jaane kab se isi aas mein baithe hain ki ab milenge to tab milenge. Khali sa lagta hai mann, veeran si zindagi. Lagta hai jaise khushi humse rooth kahin door jaa baithi hai. Ab shayad tum hi le ke aao use apne saath. Yaad aate hain wo hanste -khilkhilate lamhe jo hum-ne saath guzare the. Jab bewajah hi ek doosre ko chidhaya - gudgudaya tha. Jab ek-doosre ko dekh bin-wajah muskuraya tha. Inhi lamhom mein to shayad tumhe zindagi banaya tha.

Tum kehte ho intezar to karna padega. Kaise karen, ye bhi to bata do tum. Tum bin zindagi badi sooni hai re. Tum aao to rang bhare zindagi mein...

Zindagi, teri talaash abhi baaki hai..

Kabhi soochun to lagta hai zindagi abhi baaki hai. Kabhi lagta hai jaane kya kya gawanya hai maine. Peeche mud ke dekhoon to lagta hai har mod pe galtiyan ki hain maine. Aaine ko dekhoon to dil kehta hai zindagi gawa di tune. Jaane kya kar sakta tha, jaane kahan ho sakta tha... Kyon kiya khud ka ye haal? Peeche dekhoon to khud pe gussa aata hai. Aage dekhoon to dil ghabraata hai jaane kya hoga? Phir se wahi galtiyan to nahi doharunga? Kabhi aage chal mud ke dekhoon to pachtaunga to nahi?

Kabhi lagta hai khud se jyada to nahi 'expect' kar liya tha, kuch jyada hi sapne to nahi dekh liye the? Lagta tha sapne hi zindagi ki raah ka pehla kadam hote hain. Aaj lagta hai jaane kitne sapne peeche choot gaye, jaane kitne yun hi bhula diye. Jaane kitni raahen chod main aaj is mod pe khada hoon.

Phir kabhi lagta hai, zindagi to chalti rehti hai, kabhi tham-ti ruk-ti nahi. Wo to shayad hum hi nirash ho uth-te hain zindagi se. Andar ka bachcha kehta hai zindagi kabhi humse naaraz nahi ho sakti. Sapne kahin khoye nahi honge, wo to bas ek kone mein dubke intezar kar rahe honge humara. Zaroorat hai agar kuch to shayad khud ko pehchan-ne ki. Sapne to man dher saare dekhta hai, dekhta rahega. Chahiye humen ki un sapnon ko talaashein jo sach mein dil ke kareeb hon, jo dil ko khushi dete hon. Inhi sapnon ko anjaam dena shayad zindagi ho. Inhi raahon mein shayad zindagi kahin mil jayegi humen. Zindagi, teri talaash abhi baaki hai...

Of absoluteness of love..

Come think of it, our life has been reduced to so much petty competition. All that matters is better grades, better degrees, better jobs, better home, better car, and a hot spouse. Somehow along the lines of evolution and the so called 'survival of the fittest', we as humans have ingrained competitiveness amongst ourselves. We have learnt to measure our lives relative to those others around us. In its defense, it has worked more or less just fine till now.

But the sad part is that we have become so accustomed to measuring our lives against others that we derive pleasure only by satisfying our notion of being or having better. What we so effortlessly forget is that in true terms happiness isn't relative, neither is life. Yes, competition brings out the best amongst us but it should stop there - improving ourselves. True happiness can be found only by being at peace with oneself, in confluence with our instincts and emotions, being true to our natural self. And trust me, pleasure isn't even a distant relative of true happiness or joy.

What's more saddening is that we have allowed this to pervade even our most basic of emotions - love. The most common 'underlying' reason for break-ups is "I can get better." Is this how shallow we have become? Sometimes I feel like the "good old, all conquering" unconditional love is all but lost, left for a few to keep the concept alive. I for one, know just one love. For me there aren't different ways of loving. Love is just love - you can't lay limits or boundaries or conditions on it. Love need not just be the girl/boy in your life, it's also about what you love to do, what quenches your passions, what makes your heart skip a beat.

How then can you rationalize your love, loving only when there might be appropriate payback or loving the so called 'best you could get'? In doing so, isn't the beauty of love and life itself is lost somewhere? I know, I know, this will once again be one of my self righteous, purist, idealistic rants, but I know no other way. It's a small life we've got. I intend to live it to the extreme, living and loving each one and each moment the most I can, surrounded by things and people that I love. Completely...

The Unreasonable Man...

"The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore, all progress depends on the unreasonable man."

G.B. Shaw