The Journey

 Was rushing to catch a bus, not sure would get it, but somehow managed. With a sigh i relaxed and kept moving forward towards the vacant space i could see. Rewarded myself by landing on the empty seat. And, within no time was in a different world. Humming  a song, looking out of the window i went into trance. The motion of the bus, 'ehsaas' of the potholed road, extra decibel noise around, nothing was bothering me. It's only when the conductor called for a break through his typical toned, specially designed voice for the trade, 'ticket bola' - TICKET i said loudly and laughed to myself. Even with his pre-occupied eyes, hands & balance, he managed to respond with a stare. They said it all, immediately shutting my expressions to neutral. I quickly rushed to my wallet, paid for the destination. And there he strongly registered my identity as a qualified bus-traveler, through a small piece of paper. Now the seat is mine till the journey lasts, this is what he must be thinking while staring away. by then i was back, now singing loudly as a BEST registered singer.

I started thinking.......this used to be the goal of my life at some point. Getting last corner window seat in the bus or train. If u achieve then keep looking outside the window enjoying the speed & the breeze. I almost used to die for it. Run behind buses, rush & push people in the train for the biggest achievement of life - 'a window seat'. I went nostalgic, its true! This feeling was buried somewhere down the memory lane. How beautiful its was & it is! 

But, things have changed so much now. Race with time & destiny has got me to an era where I just want to survive, so as to fuel my over populated dreams, accommodate all my desires, so as t o reach that one fine destination that is far far away. I hate to, but have to travel all the more. Is it a bus or train? I don't care i just want to reach as fast as possible. I sit or stand is not important. All i fight for everyday is to find a place for myself. Even a corner in these human carriers will do. 

Yes i am sitting here now. Not sure whether next time i will be so lucky to get a space like this? I will not think of it, never crave for it. Past was different, Present is relevant & future is a secret. I will not fall in love with this moment. I am OK!

This to me is the first step to make peace with myself. I have to pay heed to the struggles everyday. Monitor the pace of the journey. Manage the living beings along. And keep moving

The JOURNEY begins here........................................

SILENCE

SILENCE................never experienced before. Completely unusual journey back home today. It’s been years that I am running with the speed of this city - The place protected strongly by someone. Its full of noises, sounds, roars, whistles, horns, brakes, yells, quarrels, phone rings, loud talks, laughter's, announcements, etc..etc..etc.....experiencing unwillingly every day. All these came to a standstill. Whatever reason whether its respect, love, affection, hate, fear, envy, enmity, anger. But no one could have an outbreak unnecessarily. Everything was just so silent. The impact of an individual can be so tremendous. I am blown. Waiting at the stop, getting in the bus, the platform, train, a walk on the street. Everything seemed to be so silent.  We have a history of leaders who made a mark. But we experienced the power of this one man so closely in the present as we grew up. Yes we belong to the era of Mr. Balasaheb Thackery. Salute to your guts, your choices, and your winning attitude. All these are the only factors that will help us survive or make us win. You have given us major strong points. A reason to live with pride with whatever you have!                                                                                   
                                                                                                                       – deepest regards JIVAK

S C A T T E R E D ‘BIRDS’

बिखरे परिंदे

बिखरे परिंदों से केह दो  

हम भी उड़ चले है हवा के रुख से

आप साथ हो या ना हो !

हर एक पन्ने की स्याही तक मिट गयी

आप फिर भी जेहेन में हो

हम रुके थे कभी चौराहे पर 

युही वक्त को चौका देकर

कई लम्हे , कई सदियाँ

आप गए थे केहकर

लौट आएंगे यहिपर

लेकर निवाला और खुशिया

हम क्यूँ कुरेद रहे है

मिटटी के इन दानों को!

यादों की धुल तक

नजर नहीं आ रही,

धुंधला सा दिखाई देता है चेहरा

आवाज़ है कनोने सुनाई

ना जाने कब ?

इस दिल के कोने में

आपने खास जगह बनाई!

समय आ खड़ा है सामने

अब की बार नहीं फसेंगा

आप को भुलाने को,

ना याद करने को देगा

दगाबाज हमेशा

अपनी मनमानी करेगा

ये पंख भी बड़े जालिम है

सब के साथ ज्यादा फडफड़ाते है

अकेले में मानो रूठ जाते है

अब कैसे समझाए इन्हें

के उड़ चला है हर एक परिंदा

अपनी मान' सजाने को

सारा इकठ्ठा बटोरकर

आलिशान बनाने को

चढ़ उतार का है सफ़र

हमें कौन याद करेगा ?

पर उन्हें शायद ये इल्म नहीं

की ऊंचाईयो में भी     

हवा का तूफान तेज होगा

यादों का सिलसिला 

जारी रहेगा, और बढेगा

चाहो तो भुलाकर देखो!

बिखरे परिंदों से केह दो...................... 

                                            - जीवक



जिंदगी का दौर.........

हदे निगाह तक मुझे

वो रौशनी दिखाई दे

जो जाये मंजिलों तलक

वो हौसला सुनाई दे

मै दौड़ता चला वहां

न रुक सकूँ न थक सकूँ

मै गा रहा ये गीत के

गुजर सकू ये फांसले

अब देर ना करे ये वक्त

की मैं बढ़ा तूफान से .....

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चला चला चला हूँ मैं .....

यूँ जिंदगी के दौर से......

मै!

'मैं बद्दुआओ से नहीं डरता 

क्यों की दुआओं  की तादाद ज्यादा है

 किसीका बुरा तो नहीं किया

पर किसीका अच्छा करने को जी घबराता है

कोई पूछे या न पूछे

दिल तो केहता रेहता है

मै हूँ तेरे साथ

हमेशा !

Walking Alone.....

Walking Alone.....

One needs a different high

Higher than self

People will be mistaken

May call it ego

But deep within I know

It’s the only strength to follow

the biggest dream to come true

the strongest desire to fulfil

Power in words

Rage in speech

Understanding more than the world

Knowledge of the universe

An ‘AURA’ you have to carry

Walking firm with spine straight

The whole world is against you

and, you are the ‘KING’

to break all the rules

& create a new path

for self & the world

Fighting alone…….

..is all the more difficult

So much strength required

Tremendous believe in self

Toughest desire to succeed

An action beyond death

Walking alone…….

Fighting alone……..

Still Living……….

To conquer !!!

Prarambh

A sudden blink of your eye gives you a new thought.
It happened once with me. I passed by the sea side road, when it struk. A new bloom. I looked at the sea. Horizon was so attractive. I started moving towards it. I walked the rocky path. Reached the green mushy way. Sensed the water level declining. As if making a way for me. I kept moving in a rage. A song in my head. A dream in my eyes. I reached a long path. When again another blink and i turned back. Just to see that i am far away from the shore. Very far. I thought to myself how did i cover so much. The sea started growing. Spreading to the rest of the shore. I had to be back. Soon away from the Horizon. And after a long time on the shore. I turned back once and promised,
i'll be back again next time......on the shore
and will touch you............i am sure

Life's full of sudden blinks that gets' into an unimaginable change. We don't even realise when we are taken away to a place we wouldn't have noticed. Maybe we keep moving or else we have to come back. Just to wait for another blink......