Wednesday, February 14, 2018

I am a lonely dweller on the path of life



I am a lonely dweller on the path of life
Seeking asylum in the most silent corners of my heart
Amidst the chaos and turbulence
Cacophony of relations and emotions,
Relentlessly Striving to stretch the realms of wisdom

The sail has taken charge of the journey
guided by the winds of time into the unknown deep  seas
Will it be a, directionless, meaningless, purposeless life ?
Will i ever discover the reason of my creation
will  time wipe me out from its memory
cleanse every record of my existence ? 

I am Waiting for that  flicker of light on the horizon.
for a day break with warm sunshine full of hope
to Awaken me from the slumber of my thoughts
 help me know the answers, the reasons, the rules
to Walk me on the right path into  the ultimate
 Away from this vacuum  and loneliness  



Thursday, February 8, 2018

ऐतबार रखो, कभी खुदा को भी अपना फ़र्ज़ निभाने दो !

जिनके दुआओं का कोई असर नहीं हुआ
उनके  बद्दुआओं का सच होने का डर कैसा

जिन्होंने  कभी तुमसे प्यार ही नहीं किया
उनके खफा होने का खौफ कैसा

मुक़द्दर तो किसी का गुलाम नहीं है
वक़्त के फैसले किसी के मोहताज नहीं हैं

डरो मत , कोई और नहीं , सिर्फ और सिर्फ
 तुम्हारे  कर्म ही तै करेंगे तुम्हारी तक़दीर


लोगों को खुश रखने के लिए अपनी अत्मा पे बोज न डालो
ऐतबार रखो, कभी  खुदा को भी अपना फ़र्ज़ निभाने दो !




Wednesday, February 7, 2018

The man was teasing me today that I became Leo's photographer and , everything he does is novel to me .
Our first child was born when we completed our studies and we were on our first job, after his birth with all our savings we purchased a camera and a roll with 36 shots in it. We used one roll for more than 2 months clicking pics of the most precious moments only, careful enough to not waste even a single shot. He never had a pram , so he was always in our arms, diapers were very expensive we used them only on an outing, for all the days and nights he was wrapped in comfortable cotton nappies. We took turns in reading him books, telling him stories, explaining a lot of science and religion, assembling and dissembling his toy sets, playing scramble, doing drawings,, I used to take him in lap and make doshs, make him sit on kitchen platform and roll rotis, chop vegetables etc. He used to ask me a lot of questions as he had me around him all the time. He got our quality time and attention but I used to feel guilty of not giving him the best of everything in comparison to his Contemporaries.
The daughter came six and half years later and we were well settled in our work by then we could afford to buy her all the material comforts which we couldn't for the son. She got the pram, digital camera, camcorder 📹,, 24 hour diapers, automatic toys, a dedicated maid only to take care of her and play with her.
I thought I was giving her a better life but now in the hindsight I question myself did I do the right thing? I feel guilty of depriving her of our time and attention.
Leo came 2 decades later, from day 1 he has a servant for himself, a designer kennel with special electric fittings, eats the most expensive food, his monthly medical bill is very high, he has the best of toys and clothes, even now I feel guilty when people say that I am spoiling him with comforts, time and excessive attention.
The son while going back to hostel today held Leo and said, you idiot you are growing up in more luxury than I could ever imagine for Myself at your age. The daughter is scornful at leo once in a day that he gets more of daddy's attention than her.
‌ were we the happiest in our early days of family life? If we carefully analyze, the Wealth and material possessions have become a liability . We buy big cars and spend a fortune in paying emis and insurance premiums, buy a diamond set spend more resources in safe guarding it, build a bungalow and work extra hours to take care of the maintenence needs.
Are the comforts enslaving us and putting us in a vicious circle? are we the masters or the slaves of our material possessions?
I don't know the answers, did we handle the responsibilities well, are we good parents, good children, good friends and good investors
I don't know, have to wait till the end to know the answers..
The roses in my garden either are eaten by the DOG or offered to the GOD.
I appealed to LEO to stop eating roses and apologized to god, that for the next 1 week I will be decorating him only with marigolds and not roses.
The daughter asked, maa what is this new melodrama.
I want to help your dad honey, make him feel less guilty of not giving me roses all these years. He can pluck them from the garden and fulfill my fantasy of having a filmy valentine’s day.
Maa he doesn’t even remember that valentine’s day is around the corner , even if he remembers he is not going to do anything new for you, you should understand that he is BUSY, working the whole day, he is also FORGETFUL on anything concerning the house.
No baby the forgetting option is ruled out, his right wing friends in various sena’s will start making noise about the valentine’s day much before the lovers make their plans. The news will be everywhere.
Being busy is a convenience story darling, his friends will call him at 8.30 for a get together, he will wind up the work and be there by 9.15, but I asked him in 2016 to take me out to big bazaar for puchkas, and I am still waiting! Huh
Ma is you in a mood to pick up a fight today?
I said no honey , it is a social experiment in which we create situations and wait for the reactions and responses to study the pulse and mood of the people involved.
The way karni sena and sanjay leela bansali played the emotional game, after all the drama of trauma SLB is now laughing all the way to the bank and the social experiment to gauge the tide of public sentiment is successful!
This is the season dominated by “p’s, padmavat, pakora, padman. On Twitter , face book, instagram, aajtak these are the trending topics along with taimur Ali khan's daily routine .
And now it looks like Karan Johar will manage to bring the kids (Taimur and Misha) together, thanks to his kids Yash and Roohi who are turning one. This is how deccan chronicle decided to play cupid between exes kareena ans shahid’s kids.
If you remember on Sunday at the picnic we were discussing about intent and content, today I found a perfect example to quote in reference to the same, poor rahul gandhi always fails in content though his intent is good, when he said that Mahatma Gandhi was always surrounded by women, Women on this side women on that side where as Mohan Bhagwat moves alone. His intention was not to project bapu as a womanizer and bhagwat as a pious Saint.
My youngest uncle is of Salman khan's age and he is blessed with a grandson recently, there is a euphoria in this county, on social media and national TV when salman recently announced "ladki mil gayi”, I don’t know about others but jr bachhan might have heaved a sigh of relief. On the other side our impish, impeccable 50 something shashi tharoor married thrice and is still single, eyeing a Pakistani 🇵🇰 journalist.
One thing is certain now , bofors deals will be replaced by Rafale deal. Bjp and congress will play Rafael nadal kind of shots on this deal for the next 2 decades. Let’s be prepared for a volley of allegations from both the ends.
The daughter updated our discussion to the man in the evening, dad she planted the rose garden for her own self, you better remember the date and make a bouquet of red roses only, otherwise she will do a big write-up against you. She will tag you and then post it to fb promulgating you as an unromantic husband. He slyly replied "in my defense I can always proclaim that I brought the entire garden for her" in a tone discernible by me.

sangeeta reddy 7/2/2018