एक आकारहीन और अस्थायी विचार
अनियमितताओं के बीच अपना रूप ढूंढता हुआ
है लघु पर निर्बल नहीं
है अविकसित पर असहाय नहीं,
है चंचल, है कुशल, है उदार,
है दृढ़, है निरंतर, है प्रभावशाली
जब समय के साथ सब कुछ परिवर्तनशील है , कौमार्य से पहले संभवतः यह भी परिवर्तित होगा
अंततः किसी क्रिया में बदल जाएगा, जिसका परिणाम मैं भोंगुंगा
न जाने कितने असंख्य विचार दिन प्रतिदिन आते हैं इस मस्तिष्क में और मुझसे क्या क्या करवाते हैं,
ये विचार ही मेरी आधारशिला के स्तम्भ हैं, ये ही मुझे विद्वान बनाते हैं
Friday, May 22, 2009
Ek Vichaar - Nih-Shulk ! (Hindi)
Ek aakaarheen aur asthaayi vichaar
Aniyamittaoon ke beech apna roop dhoondhta hua,
Hai laghu par Nirbal nahin,
Hai aviksit par asahaay nahin,
Hai chanchal, Hai kushal, Hai udaar,
Hai dridh, Hai nirantar, Hai prabhavshaali
Jab samay ke saath sab kuchh parivartansheel hai, Kaumrya se pehle sambhavtah ye bhi parivartit hoga
Antatah kisi kriya me badal jaayega, jiska parinaam main bhogunga.
Na jaane kitne asankhya vichaar din pratidin aate hain is mastishk me, aur mujhse kya kya karvaate hain...
Ye vichaar hi meri aadhaarshila ke stambh hain, ye hi mujhe Vidwaan banate hain......
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Viccissitudes....Of subtle charm!
Of sublime thoughts and grounded existence,
Of jaded memories and rusted fantasies,
Of subtle instigation and simmering composure,
Of archaic dreams and digital fairy-tales,
Of fermented gags and twisted bowels,
Of unconditional successes and immaculate failures,
Of irreverence and fanaticism,
Of resistance and persistence,
Of imposition and submission,
Of intricate simplicity and lucid complexity,
Of randomization and reliability,
Of miracles and destiny,
Of grandeur and chaos
Of Sita and Gita,
Of Ram and Shyam,
Of You and me,
Of me and God.
Of this much and no more,
Of so much and still more……
Of jaded memories and rusted fantasies,
Of subtle instigation and simmering composure,
Of archaic dreams and digital fairy-tales,
Of fermented gags and twisted bowels,
Of unconditional successes and immaculate failures,
Of irreverence and fanaticism,
Of resistance and persistence,
Of imposition and submission,
Of intricate simplicity and lucid complexity,
Of randomization and reliability,
Of miracles and destiny,
Of grandeur and chaos
Of Sita and Gita,
Of Ram and Shyam,
Of You and me,
Of me and God.
Of this much and no more,
Of so much and still more……
Of reverence and fanaticism!! and Blasphemy!
A Monologue - Hot Air Balloon to the Moon :
You are up there...you are sought after....you are a mystery.....you inspire that giant leap for mankind......you are the maternal uncle for a 5 yr old......you dont have a light of your own and the light you reflect is not good enough to show one the woods.....still your light's comforting to a guy who pops the question to a girl by the lane.....Despite the blemishes, you are what I am in awe of......You are what I wish to become.....
Hold on.......
While you are "up there", I am grounded.....You are well beyond, I am accessible......
You are priceless, I am worth.......You are complacent, I am ambitious.
You are stagnated, I am driven......You are eternal, I am "here and now"......
All my life goes seeking "you", but I dont give up till my last breath......
Credentials :
Photo Courtesy - Shadab
Idea of the shot - Harshdeep
The Global Slumdog Indian
One of my juniors recently went to Spain on her honeymoon and a Hispanic out of the blue asked her – Oh you are from India, you have slums and all, how cool!!…and incidentally I also feel that my junior looks a lot like how kiddo Latika (Rubina Ali) will look when she grows up. So, I don’t blame the Hispanic for relating so well with her…First time you meet an Indian and slums are his biggest identity.
Another of my good friends and a fellow batchmate participated in the assessment center of one big company in
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