Showing posts from September, 2009

Thy belief gives strength

Few days back, I found an old friend online. It's more than two years years since we met. So we had a lot to talk about.Old memories were revived, all smiles and laugh, and then all of a sudden, she asked Do you believe in god ? I was surprised, What kind of question is that ? Off course I do. I am a firm believer in god. But Why this question out of nothing? I asked. Nothing, actually past few months many things happened in my life, so now I really doubt if god really exist. I was more than shocked. I had never seen her so low. Once lively and straight-forward, I remember how we used to sit and chat long in tea break, we were never short of stories.But when she said that, probably I understood what she really meant. From past several months she is staying alone in US for a job assignment and faced few problems there. Few months back when I too was at onsite in Europe, there were times when I too felt a bit lonely and disturbed. I had shared my thoughts with her, and she had conso…

Smoking ?

Maein Zindagi Ka Saath Nibhata Chala Gaya har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Udata Chala Gaya...

Probably that's what guys hymn when they light the cigarette. Smoking seems to be part of life for some, rather as important as food for some. I have always been taken to surprise by smokers with their impulse to smoke. For instance, earlier our office was far from the main road and one had to walk for 10-20 minutes to reach any shop, which was not of concern for most but it certainly was for those who couldn't get their daily dose. So they waited every day for inter-office shuttle in afternoon, have a sniff and get an auto back. Most of them kept good inventory, occasionally there would be lending and borrowing.

Then, after smoking, a way out, Chewing-gums and Mint chocolates, a must before entering office or to avoid confrontation with parents. That is also important, isn't it ?
One reason for smoking I have heard is that it gives them temporarily release from all the tensions. Is it just t…

The Red Wall

When she painted that wall red, she had some plans. Years passed but the wall remained plain. She had painted Ganesha for the wall, but it was least interesting for the rest. The painting never hung on the wall.Finally she decided to gift the painting to someone. But couldn't part from it. It was dear to her…
Life is difficult for some
for some it’s easy
Its hunger for some
for some it’s party
It’s about undone plans for some
for some genie's wishes
Some are lucky
while some stay hungry…

The killer on street

It was cold foggy night. He was alone on the dark street. He could hardly see what's a feet ahead. His mother had said, God is always with you. Though he was never afraid of the dark, for some reason he wished that the fog drifts away. Lately from few weeks an awful news had hit the headlines. He had seen the gory pics of people murdered in cold nights by a serial killer. His motive still unknown.

'Men brutally murdered'

He kept walking. The silence was killing. Only he could hear were the sounds of the chirping crickets. He sighed as he realized that the thick fog was getting clear. A noise and he stopped. The air smelled sinful as if some bad thing is going to happen. Will it be him ? He stood still waiting to for the person to be visible.

The picture was now getting clear and he saw the man's face. He was talking on the phone. A sly smile. He's the same man. His mother's words revived in his ears, 'Those who hit woman are demons. They don't deserve to l…

Lonavala trip

After spending drably days in office and weekends wasting at home doing nothing, finally we had a plan for weekend. A movie or an outing ? Outing got majority and we finalized for Lonavala trip. With monsoon reviving in the city, we were not short of destinations, but Lonavala was the first name to come up and we said ok.We were 7 when we planned but by Friday evening just a night before the D day, four members dropped out. I am surprised how casually people take their words. Seems like promises are meant only to be broken for some. Anyways, we didn't let our spirit dampen and we sought out for a joyful day.After a lot of run for train and bus, we finally arrived at Lonavala at 12.30 pm, 2 hours behind schedule. The first thing we did was to have lunch. Then we stepped out to explore. Since we had wasted much time just in travelling we could only visit at the most 2-3 spots of Lonavala, we realised. We picked 2.1) Bushy Dam
As we reached the place a couple of groups were enjoy…

The weak moment

He leaped from edge in thin air
Now that heights didn't scare
He knew this would be end of all
But now that that he didn't care

No life, no pitiful looks. Life's now a mayhem
The young soldier sobbed...hopes were thin...

The man came running to his mother
He ended life, he yelled with shudder
Without limbs, life was difficult for anyone
But you were a soldier of war won

You would have won this war of life too
The old mother sobbed.......hopes are thin...

Written for Three Words Wednesday

Ganapati Bappa Morya

He came
He blessed
He went...The mundane streets of Mumbai got a reason to celebrate and it lit with twinkling lights, pandals, spiritual songs...for our beloved God Ganesh.

Last two weeks I was too busy with office work. For first time I was reaching home past 10 pm, that too in days of festival which was upsetting me. But that didn't kept me away from visiting few pandals. Visiting Sarvajanik Ganapatis one after another that are dotted closely in Mumbai streets has its own fun.
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