....

An year - 12 Months

A month - 30 days

A day - 24 hours

An hour - 60 minutes

and in each minute - 60 seconds.

And each of these seconds you have been running...

running hard,

away or towards something,

Why??

Only your own “self” knows…

Each minute you keep yourself busy,

Not giving your soul a bit of time,

time to think..or feel..to let anything heal..

Wheres that soul of yours that was free,

The soul which sang carefree?

When was it last time that you called up a friend?

or went out with family on a weekend ?

Weeks of absence turning into months,

months into years,

and the running continues,

and still you dont give any respite..

What has happened in that you go on continuously?

Giving yourself no time to think or savor?

What has happened that you've shrunk ur emotional self into a cocoon?

What do you want to prove and to whom?

I think all this as I sit yonder…

Meanwhile, the running continues...

Wish...

With a guitar in my hand,
I strum a few tunes,
As it rains in the balcony,
at my old dune.

No one to company,
Just me, some randomness, music, rains ...and my tune.

The music wafts through ....

I hope it reaches a soul,
Who can sift the thought beneath all mah gibberish ...jus uncoil

As the rain cuts through this black night,
Wish if I might,
To see the above sight,
Which will make me aglow with happiness & an unexplained inner light...

Nish

VGSOM, SDS 2I0
13/07/2007

Shayari...

Farhan Akhtar Shayari in Zindagi na mile dobara ...

Jab jab dard ka baadal chaya
Jab ghum ka saya lehraya
Jab aansoo palkon tak aya
Jab yeh tanha dil ghabraya

Humne dil ko yeh samjhaya
…Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai
Duniya mein yunhi hota hai

Yeh jo gehre sannate hain
Waqt ne sabko hi baante hain
Thoda ghum hai sabka qissa
Thodi dhoop hai sabka hissa
Aankh teri bekaar hi nam hai
Har pal ek naya mausam hai
Kyun tu aise pal khota hai
Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai

...............

Pighle Neelam Sa Behta Ye Sama
Neeli Neeli Si Khamoshiyan
Na Kahin Hai Zameen Na Kahin Aasmaan
Sarsaraati Hui Tehniyaan-Pattiyaan
Keh Rahi Hain Bas Ek Tum Ho Yahan
Bas Main Hoon, Meri Saanse Hain Aur Meri Dhadkane
Aisi Gehraiyaan, Aisi Tanhaiyaan, Aur Main… Sirf Main
Apne Hone Par Mujhko Yakeen Aa Gaya

....................

Dilon mein tum apni
Betaabiyan leke chal rahe ho
Toh zinda ho tum
Nazar mein khwabon ki
Bijliyan leke chal rahe ho
Toh zinda ho tum
Hawa ke jhokon ke jaise
Aazad rehno seekho
Tum ek dariya ke jaise
Lehron mein behna seekho
Har ek lamhe se tum milo
Khole apni bhaayein
Har ek pal ek naya samha
Dekhen yeh nigahaein
Jo apni aankhon mein
Hairaniyan leke chal rahe ho
Toh zinda ho tum
Dilon mein tum apni
Betaabiyan leke chal rahe ho
Toh zinda ho tum..........

Awesome....

Nish
July 20II

PS - Life has turned up side down and the above seems so much more meaning ful...

The Indian Bride

The Indian Bride

Filled with fear
N excitement
Doubts n expectations
And dreams of her life ahead
Curled up into herself
She sits out there quietly.

Beautiful as ever,
Shining amidst the crowd of her relatives
She is like a POLE star
Lost in her own thoughts of afar
While the sisters, brothers and friends dance & sing
She is the only one quiet and sitting
She then smiles and gets up
Starting to join the merry ones
But then her mind drifts
Drifts away to thoughts
Thoughts of her future, the new life that awaits…
She blushes deep red,
As she thinks of the groom,
Her lips curl upwards,
Lighting her face abloom..
But then,
trickles a tear,
Down the lashes on to the cheek,
She herself doesn’t know,
If for sorrow or joy - which emotion does it speak.
She shakes her head,
Wipes the tear,
Gets up again to join the cheer.
Not pondering on the impending future,
Leaving it to the destiny mere,
Enjoying the moment, enjoying herself,
Making most of the time left with her dear…
Whilst she awaits the new life and is eager,
In her heart, along goes a prayer….
That may her new life unfold -
One day at a time,
Slowly, beautifully and peacefully,
filled with joy love and happiness,
and not any fear.

Nish
Fourteen dec 2000

THE JOURNEY DOWNWARDS FROM A MOUNTAIN TOP..

As I begin on my journey
Journey back to my home
I capture some last moments here
Beautiful sights plethora not mere
The clouds sway across and paint the evening orange blue sky
Colors that blur between blue, white and grey…

Take my breath away the unending mount visage,
Standing still, portraying a timeless age,
From the ones near covered with a blanket of tall green pines,
To the ones far away, towering with snow covered white peaks,
Peaks that aglow with the setting sun’s golden hue,
To be parting away fills me with rue…

The valley beneath cradles a city within,
Interspersed with home for family and kin,
Silver ‘n’ golden evening lights in there brighten up the otherwise dark sights,
From bottom of the valley to the tallest of heights.

Clouds soon begin to change their shade from light to dark,
But the sky is still all stark,
All stark except for its sole embellishment – the big silvery moon,
Shade of the sky too changes soon,
From bright clear blue to the dark dusky grey,
With an orange golden light washing it mid way,
A lone star makes an appearance,
Shows itself intense,
Communicating of feelings that make no sense…

Abode in the valley alight with hundreds of lights,
Seems to me an upside down star lit sky – a breathtaking sight...
The golden on the snow changes to silver,
Splendor such that sends down a quiver…
Awakens thoughts of someone dear
Far, yet so near…

Celion Dion sings in the background of being alive
I simply wonder who could be otherwise amidst the nature’s amazing jive ……..



Nish
26 April 2010
7pm

An old post...

O Lil kid ...
In this journey of life
Soon along the way
U'll meet folks of many a sway
Hear loadsa stuff; some worth a nickel some worth a dime.
Some will speak, some will chime..
Don’t hear them all, don’t take to heart them all
Hear some, Listen some, and filter 'em all…

Remember To
Be nice to all,
But never weak.
Be pleasant,
But also firm.

Remember
Do not accomodate ..
...for all.

Don’t see their age,
Don’t see their visage,
Don’t see their wealth or sheen,
But be sure that they are not mean.
Recognise with whom your heart connects,
Forget then the class and the sects,
Make THEM your friends for life...
You 'll have much more of care, and negligible strife,
Much more of sunshine,
N none of that whine !

Remember to have fun along this journey in time
A Lil more of sugar and....
......a lil less lime ...
Nish
5 August 2008
completed on 28 Sep 09
00 30am

The Gurl Gang

We are a group of four , since engg. times...Neetika, Me, Pooji and Vandy. (Its Pooji Neetika Vandy and Yashi in the pic)

Somehow after grad college we havn't been in one city for long . First it was me for tcs in coimbatore, then Neetika in Europe, Vandy in UK and then me again gone for 2 years to Kgp for MBA (awesome times for me though), then Neeti again to US this time for an year and Vandy to UK for 6-7 months, so when Neetika and Vandy returned this time in Mar 2009, i was like :) happy !! Finally all of us in one city @ one time ...But life caught up work n blah blah that somehow we couldnt meet (all 4 of us together ), and then on one fateful Saturday we met !! And guess what...irony of it all was that we met BUT to bid Pooji farewell...as she leaves for her studies further this Oct 2009.....

Fate ... Fact !! To be faced ....... All d gud luck Pooji ...we will miss u here; and Vandy , its jus me and u now !!

:) :(



Nish

1130pm
27 Sep 09

Tuesdays with Morrie ...

Tuesday with Morrie - is a wonderful book that one should necessarily read..not theat it has something out of world which is taught / written in the book, but its sheer simplicity of language of the book and the protaganist's directness in his approach towards the simple things in life ...something that cuts through the clutter in one's life and hits you bang on! Doesnt matter what stage in ife you are in - working, student, old, 30s, 40s, I think its one book which will speak to you...

A Must read ...

Nish
27 Sep 09, 11 25 pm
Long Weekend and bored with work !

Dil bole Hadippa ...

Awesome Lyrics ....

Duniya firangi syappa hai, fikar hi gum ka papa hai
Apna to bas ye jaapa hai, fikar karein fukarey (hadippa)
Chewing gum hai chabbi ja, hand pump hai dabbi ja
Life ka joose kaddi ja, fikar karein fukarey (baliye)
Khush rehne ka nahin lagda, koi tax o rabba
Oye bhool fikraa, hai jigraa, toh sang mere bol hadippaaaaaaaaa !! :) :)

For those who have difficulty understanding punjabi ...

The worlds a foreign Syappa ( dunno hindi / eng for it)
Tension is the root of all down n sad in life
I have only one matra in life - dun take tension n be happy !
only idle take tension
Its (Lifes) like a chewing gum , keep on chewing
Its like a handpump , keep on pedalling to get water
Just extract d max out of life
let the idle take tension !!
One doesnt have to pay tax for being happy...its free
Forget everything , Enjoy and say Hadippppppppppa !! :) :)

19 Sep 09