Kuhase ka seena cheerkar nikalna chahta hai sooraj, batana chahta hai wo zinda hai. Kuhase ke is paar main, janti hoon wo zinda hai magar chahti hoon kuhasa use aaj poori tarah zinda na hone de.
Kuhase se chhan kar ane wali dhoop, dhoop to hai magar jalane waali nahin, balki narm, mulayam, pashmine jaisi hai. waqt yahin thahar jaye toh? Thahar nahin sakta, par uske thaharne ka bhram ho jaye toh isme harz kya !!
कुहासे का सीना चीरकर निकलना चाहता है सूरज, बताना चाहता है वो जिंदा है। कुहासे के इस पार मैं, जानती हूँ वो जिंदा है मगर चाहती हूँ कुहासा उसे आज पूरी तरह जिंदा न होने दे. कुहासे से छनकर आने वाली धूप,
धूप तो है मगर जलाने वाली नहीं, बल्कि नर्म, मुलायम, पश्मीने जैसी है. वक़्त यहीं ठहर जाये तो? ठहर नहीं सकता, पर उसके ठहरने का भ्रम हो जाये तो इसमें हर्ज़ क्या !!
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Sunday, December 29, 2013
Saturday, December 21, 2013
MANIPULATIVE.....
Sometimes, heart reads mind,
acts naive, as if knows nothing.
Manipulative !!
Thursday, December 19, 2013
MASQUERADING...
Smile when heart wants to weep, laugh when heart wants to cry. This helps in gaining control over our emotions. I think masquerading makes us stronger...
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Wednesday, December 11, 2013
FICKLENESS...
When life sends cold breeze,
heart craves for sweet petrichor.
Fickleness, what else !!
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Tuesday, December 10, 2013
HUM KABHI DIL KI TOH KABHI DIMAG KI SUNA KARTE HAIN.. हम कभी दिल की तो कभी दिमाग़ की सुना करते हैं
Raakh bankar uda tha jazba
jo jala tha dard-e-muhabbat ke saath
ye aur baat hai ki jahan woh raakh bicha, wahan gul-e-sukun khilte hain
Aandhi toofanon ka ana-jana
rasmoriwaz hai sadiyon purana
humne to hawaon mein bhi shama jalana seekha hai
Dilodimag ke guftgu ke silsile
chalte rahte hain bakhubi shaam-o-sahar
hum kabhi dil ki toh kabhi dimag ki suna karte hain
Aisa nahin ki hum kamzor ya kamzarf hain
aisa nahin ki hum toot kar bikhar jate hain
jab bhi waqt milta hai, hum bikhre hue motiyon ko piro lete hain
राख बनकर उड़ा था जज़्बा
जो जला था दर्दे-मुहब्बत के साथ
ये और बात है की जहाँ वो राख बिछा, वहाँ गुले-सुकूँ खिलते हैं
आँधी तूफ़ानों का आना-जाना
रस्मोरिवाज़ है सदियों पुराना
हमने तो हवाओं में भी शमा जलाना सीखा है
दिलोदिमाग़ के गुफ्तगू के सिलसिले
चलते रहते हैं बख़ूबी शामो-सहर
हम कभी दिल की तो कभी दिमाग़ की सुना करते हैं
ऐसा नहीं की हम कमज़ोर या कमज़र्फ हैं
ऐसा नहीं की हम टूट कर बिखर जाते हैं
जब भी वक़्त मिलता है, हम बिखरे हुए मोतियों को पिरो लेते हैं
Saturday, November 23, 2013
DREAM...
The matin you sang,
mellow notes merged with my dreams,
and a teardrop smiled
A dream lurks nearby,
waiting for sleep to awake,
weaving a story.
Thursday, November 21, 2013
WHEN WIND CHIMES....
Anticipating
a breezy love-laced autumn,
the glum soul frolicked .
but wrote poems and paeans .
Love is so complex.
Day, night, sun and moon.
Love, dislike, self-pride and warmth.
How inevitable !!
Life sails unhindered,
so do I, with my luggage.
Intrigued, unfatigued.
When wind chimes in sync,
when moon shines and stars twinkle,
don't ask, just soak up.
GOD'S GIFT TO MANKIND...... AYURVEDA
Winters make me very nostalgic, especially during late
afternoon and in the evening. I cannot help but look out of the window with my
coffee mug in my hand and take a fascinating stroll down the memory lane which
takes me back to my school days and college days. School days they say are the
best days of life when you can put aside all the worries and enjoy your
childhood and carefree adolescence. I had an extermely wonderful childhood and
most of it was spent playing outdoor games with friends after returning from
school.. we had a great time riding bicycles, playing cricket, badminton,
pitthu, gulli-danda, dodge ball etc etc. This also meant eating right and
healthy since falling sick would mean missing school and also no play which was
purely undesirable.
Our guardians (moms who were mostly hands-on), had a tough
task at hand of keeping their children disease-free and they depended mostly on
natural remedies. I remember our mornings would start with juice of chirota/
chirayta (SWERTIA CHIRATA) , every alternate day and a teaspoonful of Dabur Chyawanprash . This worked wonderfully well for the immune system and later
when we attained adolescence this ayurvedic medicine prevented the skin
breakouts with pimples and acne. When I was a toddler my mother used to massage
me with an uptan of freshly pasted haldi/turmeric, Dabur Honey and milk which
had a long lasting benefit, and trust me I never encountered a pimple outbreak
in my growing up years.
I must mention that when I was doing my graduation, my
grandmother would take lot of pain in preparing masoor dal and Dabur Honey
paste in summers and a mix of Dabur
honey, rose water and glycerine (all in equal proportion) in winters. At times
I would be too tired to go through all the fuss of applying the pack but she
would coax me till I applied the pack. When I look back I can hardly stop
marvelling at the patience she had after a long day's work to do so much for me
and that too with a smiling face.
This practice was handed down to me by my grandmother and
mother and I used to apply the same pack along with Dabur Lal Tail when my son
was a toddler. It worked better than the baby products available then in the
market.. Also when he started taking food supplements like cerelac and
lactogen, I would dab a little piece of gauze in Dabur honey and wipe off the
milk residue from his tongue with that. The sweet taste of honey made the
process easy and the goodness of honey protected him from cold and cough.
There are no short cuts in life really, in nothing that we
do. It really petrifies me when I find these teenagers depending so much on
artificial and chemical based products to look beautiful. Out of ten atleast
seven have artificially straightened hair which is also artificially coloured.
The excessive use of eyeliners and make up is also very common amongst these youngsters. This should not be encouraged.
But honestly children nowadays are little disobedient,
becoming couch potatoes with ample access to television, mobiles and computers
to mention a few. Then there is an added pressure to compete in various exams,
projects, coaching classes and extracurricular activities.The stress generated
as a result affects the immune system and we make umpteen rounds of the doctors
chamber.
In situations like these we as parents feel very helpless.
Dealing with children is very challenging at times and one feels clueless when
it comes to convincing them about the natural remedies. I am an ardent fan of
natural products and herbs and believe in eating a balanced diet, therefore as
and when required I put my foot down if my child refuses to listen to me. Its
Dabur Honey all through the year, in a glass of warm water, lemon juice, on
breads, with chapatis and also sometimes I add it in his favorite chicken and
prawn also. He likes it. In winters I make it a point to bring home a bottle of Dabur Chyawanprash and Honitus is a must.It substitutes for the extract made
from crushing the tulsi leaves and adding it to honey to cure cold and cough.
The foundation has to be strong if we want to build a mansion. So healthy
children would mean better future...
Since my son has a sensitive skin, I also give him a cotton
ball dipped in Dabur Gulabari whenever he is playing games on internet so that
he can at least wipe his face with that while continuing with the mindless
video games. Believe me it has had brilliant effect on his skin. The skin looks
cleaner and clearer. In a life so fast paced and busy if we can keep aside just
a few minutes for ourselves and instil the same discipline in our children,
then life will certainly become more beautiful. We can also save time and money
by avoiding endless trips to the hospitals.
An expensive facial or a face lift can give you a beautiful
face but only for a specific period of time that too with hundreds of side
effects. Botox, age defying creams, fairness creams etc are nothing but
artificial means to an end. It is better to age gracefully, eat healthy and stay
away from diseases as much as possible. What could be more better than
incorporating some natural products in our regime. A spoonful of Dabur Chyawanprash and Dabur honey in the morning and littlebit of Dabur gulabari for
the skin should take of our body. Then we have Hajmola to take care of
indigestion. Actually, Ayurveda has solutions to all our problems, all that WE
need is a little bit of patience. Discipline is the key word, the results take
time to show but they are very long lasting unlike the chemically enhanced
products. Truth is, nature is the best doctor, who helps us to make ourselves
beautiful inside and out....
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Saturday, November 16, 2013
CRACK UP
Kali Puja to Diwali to Chhath Puja to Jagadhatri Puja...and
now cricket, more so because of Sachin's retirement...no respite at all...Every
few seconds there is a cracker or a bomb bursting somewhere. Is this how we
celebrated auspicious occasions in the past? The other day I was having an
insightful discussion with my father on the same topic and that is when I
realized that people have become so impervious towards the major environment
related issues and the problems that the old and sick people have to encounter
because of so much air and noise pollution. Think about the new-borns, the
bedriddens, the animals, birds and the poor and penurious, think about the
money that is being wasted especially when the times are so difficult.. I have
a pet dog who could not eat properly because of these high decibel sounds.
We keep blaming the ruling party, the entire system and the
circumstances for our plight. But are we not equally responsible for the ruckus
that is being created , are we not part of this system? Yes, I am referring to
the way we celebrate Diwali and Kali Puja. We are all aware of the turmoil that
our beloved earth is going through, then does it make sense to add to the
sound/noise and air pollution? What kind of world are we leaving for our
children?
At the risk of being criticised by the admirers of the
ruling party, I want to ask what is this with their double-talk? Why do you
make rules when you allow people to break them? In the very first place, why do they issue permits to sell these harmful crackers? The decibel marauding firecrackers and
the microphones blaring from all four directions, is this right? Politically may be,
but for the common man who hates too much noise, smoke and dust these merriments
are becoming nightmarish.
Tantriks and purohits, in the olden days, used to perform
Kali Puja when it was pitch dark outside on the night of amavasya/ new moon,
late at night in the quietness. The sadhna, the ritual was so difficult and
demanded so much concentration that any distraction would mean displeasing the Goddess. Thus using firecrackers was out
of question. Even during Diwali (Diwali literally means a "Row of
Lights", celebrated on Krishna Chaturdashi ), one of the most festive and
beautiful times of the year, a time when Indians all over the world rejoice .It
is the darkest night of the darkest period, yet it is a celebration of light!
Diwali is presaged as the victory of good over evil.
Diwali celebrates Lord Rama's glorious and long-awaited
return to his Kingdom of Ayodhya after his fourteen long years of exile in the
forests. It celebrates Lord Krishna's victory over the demon Narakaasura who
had kidnapped and terrorized the gopis of Vrindavan. When the evil Naraka was
finally killed by Bhagwan Krishna and Satyabhaama, he begged pitiably for mercy;
thus, upon his entreaties, it was declared that this day of his death would be
celebrated with great joy and festivity. It is also celebrated as the day
Bhagwan Vishnu married Maha Lakshmi.In general, Diwali signifies the triumph of
good over evil, of honesty over deceitfulness, of truth over lie, and of light
over darkness.
Burning candles, fireworks and sparklers are brilliant methods
of conveying our joy. But, they are not the only or true meaning of
"light." Diwali means dispelling the darkness of our ignorance; it is
a festival of the light which shows us the way on our journey through
life. The purpose is to glorify the
greatness of love and truth, triumph of good over evil. Lighting diyas or candles
is still fine but the crackers! Hard times are ahead we all know, infact
difficult times are already here. What with the rising prices of potatoes and
onions without which Indian cooking is unthinkable, still we burn money all in
the name of festivities.
Well, some may think that I am preaching but no.. honestly I
abhor the kali potkas and chocolate bombs or any other form of firecracker. Not
just because of my allergy and respiratory problem but also because the elderly
people find it very difficult to step outside or sit in the puja pandals. I
felt very dearly for my pet dog who could neither eat nor sleep properly all
because of this undesirable noise. The explosives made him very restless and
nervous. I am sure others have had similar experience.
One may justify the use of firecrackers as the fumes produced by the crackers kill a lot of insects and mosquitoes, found in plenty after the rains. But here, in and around my building and also in many other places in Kolkata I see no reduction in the population of mosquitoes and other insects...
One may justify the use of firecrackers as the fumes produced by the crackers kill a lot of insects and mosquitoes, found in plenty after the rains. But here, in and around my building and also in many other places in Kolkata I see no reduction in the population of mosquitoes and other insects...
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