ज़िंदगी, तेरा साथ.

कामयाबी के लंबे इंतज़ार से उबास हो,

मुक़द्दर मेरा जमुहाई लेकर सोना चाहता था,
खुली आँखों से कल के सपने दिखाकर
इस नाकारा को मैने सोने ना दिया.

वक़्त के थपेड़ों की चोट का मारा
नसीब मेरा ज़ार ज़ार रोना चाहता था,
कुछ खट्टे कुछ मीठे क़िस्से सुनाकर
इस बेसहारा को मैने रोने ना दिया.

हर किसी को यूँ हताश देखकर
खुद का दिल ही मुझसे खोना चाहता था,
हाथ पकड़ा, और खुद के साथ चलाकर
इस आवारा को मैने खोने ना दिया.

Learning the Secret of the Alchemy

There is only one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve: the fear of failure.

I feel my throat too dried to be able to stare at the book anymore. I place the bookmark between pages and pour a lot of water on my dried throat. I am sick. I go and stand in front of the mirror. My face is pale and lips dehydrated. Brightness in my eyes has gone off like a lantern after its fuel ended. I wash my face to feel refresh and succeed till an extent. The only thing that I am surviving upon is few pills, some milk and few remained fruits I bought two days ago. I swallow those dark colored pills and capsules. People say they taste bitter, for me they have no taste. Everything is tasteless except only the book that is kept side by my pillow. I think of my present, I think of my past. I remember a saying from the book: Don’t think what you have left behind. I know who has written this line is a wise man. I want to follow his precious advice. I try not to think of what I have left behind.

I am not even allowed to think by the force of that precious advice. I have nothing to do – nothing except sleeping and reading. The entire day I have been doing both of the activities alternatively, each an hour. Sleeping today is more likely falling unconscious and reading today is more likely consuming drug. In every span I sleep, I dream. In every span I read, I dream. But there is difference between both of my dreams. There is a saying about dreams: Life’s most passionate dreams are seen with eyes open.  And I can sense truth of these lines. I slowly walk back to the cot. Suffering I, lay on my back and put the book in front on my eyes; once again. More than half of it I have finished and as I progress, I lose the thought of sleeping again. I read and re-read when there is a sentence of wisdom. I feel as if there is some treasure in my hands not a book. I feel vital in the burned out lantern.

There is one great truth on this planet: whoever you are, or whatever it is that you do, when you really want something, it's because that desire originated in the soul of the universe.... The soul of the world is nourished by people's happiness. As I progress I get lost in deserts of Sahara. I am destined to Pyramids of Egypt. Once the boy threw his book away in the sand where used to be ocean someday, I wish I was mounted on the camel behind him so that I could step down for a while and could read the world’s greatest lie. And I learn that – At a certain point in our lives, we lose control of what's happening to us, and our lives become controlled by fate. That's the world's greatest lie.

Everyone should dream a lot as the old king had suggested and everyone should follow his destiny. Sometimes love comes as an obstacle in the path of their destiny and pulls their legs back. But they should know that love will never be an obstacle in the path of one’s dreams if it is true. So was told by the king. I see my own dreams – and I am going to put my heart on suffering. To follow my own destiny with The Alchemist.

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Subah Ho Gayi Mamu : A New Beginning

‘Subah ho gayi hai, uth kar mirror me face dekho, smile greeting do apne aap ko, brush kar lo din acha jayega :)’

Yes my dear all friends, first of all the awaited year for which we have been making plans, resolutions, has arrived and… okay ab resolutions ki hi baat ki hai to lets pehle yahi kar lete hain, apne message baad me type karunga padh to rahe hi ho na koi jaldi thodi hai. Haan to resolutions made in 2011, made for 2012… sabse jyada log to chahte hain apni waist wa size reduce karna increase karna. Boys want from 34 to 32 then girls taking an oath for fitting themselves in curved jeans of 24 nahi to 26 ya fir 28 bhi chalegi :-P
Per ladkiyon pehle khana to kam karo. Raat din khati hi rahogi to Jeans ke alawa aur kuch nahi pehn paogi ek din ;-) Maine khud resolution liya hai. I mean lena nahi chahta tha but jis tarah log kasme wade kar rahe the Facebook pe, maine bhi kar liya. Maine kabhi na nibhane wali ksam khayi that I will save 40% of the earnings I do. Huh! To kya ab savings me chakkar me mai Nikon SLR na lu? Blackberry sabke paas hai office me mai apna 4 saal purana Nokia le ke shaan se gumta rahu? Ya fir core dual 2 processer laptop le ke wait karu ki kab ye hang-mode se bahar nikle aur kab mai type karu? Mujhe bhi i7 chahiye. Lo sir ji and madam ji, mere resolution ka kaisa rape hua all of you have already seen. Well, after reading this article tum log bhi apne pura ya na pure hone wale resolution jinki tumne kasmein khayi thin, write down in comments. OK :)

Ek bandi ne resolution liya,“No abusing.” I clicked on ‘Like’ and made a wink. You know why? Because I know when she will see my wink, wo apna resolution tod degi ;-) Hehe One frustrated Facebook-sick guy says my new year resolution is that I will quit Facebook. Kamal hai sir :-) Facebook ke samne hi bol rahe ho Facebook ko chhod ke chale jaoge. Bade bewafa nikle aap to. Look, is bandi me dum hai who says,“I will make new boyfriends.” Sahi ja rahi hai dost… ek aad chance mere ek do desperate friends hain unhe bhi de dena ;) shayad tum logo ki kahani set ho jaye :D Ak bache ne majak kar diya new year wale din. Bolta hai,“To study hard.” Joke of the year award goes to you kid :) Hats off to you Ankit Gupta. Ankit says,“Parents ko time duga.” That is such a good thing you can do in this year and I wish you fulfill your pledge bro. Another she wrote,“ To get my book published....” and I wrote her back, this time in inbox, wishing her all the best for her book. I pray that her book gets published this year. And let me talk about the last kasam and then we will move on to further discussion. Priya says that she will get up early in the morning and try not to fall in love. Girl, falling and not falling in love is not in your hand. And mai bhagwan se hath jodkar prayer karta hu ki kisi ko saal 2012 me pyar ho chahe na ho, aapko zarur ho jaye, by God kasam se maja aa jayega (:

Chalo bahut ho gaye kasme-wade… wo to humne bhul hi jane hain, lets come back to kaam ki baat pe. OK I left my sentence incomplete in the beginning. Well, I was saying morning has risen up. Day has started. Just like you brush your teeth every morning so that you day goes well (I know usse pehle tum 10 baar bed tea pi chuke hote ho, so it doesn’t make a sence in fact … LOL) just like that day one has started and instead of wasting its precious moments why not utilize those moments in writing a history. I mean not literally writing history. Woh to hum exam sheet pe bahut karte hain. Mera matlab hai khud ki history likho. Uff.. how to tell, words nahi fit ho rahe. OK… let me try one more time. Khud ki kahani liko… apne aane wale kal ki. Har ek pal ko jiyo aise jaise ho pal ye akhiri tumhari zindgi ka. Rone me barbad bahut kar li zindgi, ab haq hai mera khilkhilane ka… hasne ka… muskurane ka… mar jauga ek din… marne se pehle ji jane ka. Smile in every moments, live life at full etcetera etcetera etcetera :D While writing this article one of my friends jumps from no-where and says,“Precaution is better than cure.” Hehe.. how true. Sahi baat hai yaar accident se acha hai pehle hi savdhan ho jao. Agar pyar nahi karna to college jana band kar do. Na college jaoge na bandi dikhegi na pyar hoga. Agar boss ke anger se bachna hai to precaution le lo, office 10:00 clock pe jate ho 08:00 jana shuru kar do. Chalo.. forget… jisko jaise suit karta hai, adjust karega. O! dirty minds, motivational lecture chal raha hai yahan and you people thinking about I know what. Sudhar jao bata raha hu, huh.

Alrighty, keeping our lecture on hoping you aren’t getting bore, I am pulling it bit lengthy. Ugghh!! Will anyone let me write in peace, please? Another friend disturbs,“Bhai new year kaisa gaya tera?” had hai yaar. New year gaya? Kab gaya? Kahan gaya? New year start huye abhi char ghante bhi nahi huye aur ye puch raha hai kaisa gaya? Gaya nahi hai mere dost just start hua hai. Still 365 days and few hours left, uske baad batauga kaisa gaya new year. OK… thoda sa inspirational add-on deta hu yahan pe. Hmm… so still 365 days and couple of hours left, we have plenty of time and energy to make this year one of the best year of our life. I mean seriously… think about it. Think… what you since ever wanted to do. What is within deadline… what you can plan and what you can do. Start working on it. And the most important thing is start working on it right now. The best example is the girl above who wants to get her book published and I am hell sure it will happen. So let your passions live; live for your passions. Nautanki karne me time bahut waste kar liye, ab thoda sa invest kar lo. Aur itne impress mat ho jana meri baton se ki nautanki karna hi band kar do… that is also an important part of life and it makes you clicking lots of photograps ;-) Photographs? Haan, photographs. Memories bahut zaroori hain. Keep cherishing moments, bahut yaad aate hain baad me, especially after college jab sab apni apni professional life me ghus jate hain, paise kama rahe hote hain na, tab udhar ke paise se pi hui chai bahut yaad aati hai. When you eat meals in expensive hotels on office-expense, canteen ke samose ki bahut yaad aati hai. Build memories mere dosto, kyoki bina mamories ke to rona bhi nahi aa payega tumhe. Kam se ro loge to man halka ho jayega.

Chalo ab mujhe khud rona aa raha hai, mai ja raha hu rone :-P Heehee… baad me milege. I hope khuch ghusa ho tumhari khopdi me. Maine pura one hour spend kiya hai ise likhne me. Mera naye saal ka ye ek hour waste mat hone dena, investment hai ye mera. Wish you all a bombastic, positive, happy year twenty twelve. Celebration aaj sham ko khatm na ho jaye dosto, pura saal baki hai. Lets keep the fire burning throughout year within ourselves. And yes, not be afraid of dying. Mar bhi jaoge to kya, maro aise ki log yaad kare.

Love, Ashish

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Man, Machine, Emotions

“There is no fate but what we make for ourselves.”

So true. The last line from the movie Terminator Salvation. The best movie ever exposed differences between humans and machines. I completely agree the fate is what we make. But the fate what we are making, the trail we are leading to, the story we are writing has a horrible tomorrow. A world where will be no place for emotion, where is no place for love, where everything is mere a commodity, where exchange will the only rule. Is this the tomorrow we have dreamt of?

Have you ever thought of the difference between a machine and a human? Machine can work hundreds times faster than a human can, they can perform tasks which are beyond capabilities of humans, machines are much stronger and have a much higher caliber than a human can hold. Then what is that makes humans conquering over machines? Why machines are still slaves of humans? Why they work according to human instructions and not rule over us?

There is one principal difference between humans and machines. We humans have feelings. We are made of emotions. We cry when we are happy and we cry when we sad. But now-a-days the way human emotions work, sometimes it feels machines are par times better than us. At least they are not selfish like us. They do not hurt others’ sentiments. It is miserable when we people go ruthless more than machines. You know even a gun kills only when its trigger is pressed.

Look at ourselves friends, where we all are leading to! Our whole lives we keep committing sins, doing wrong things, hurting other peoples for our own happiness and what we get at the end? a heart full of regret, a heart seeking for just one sentence of forgiveness, a heart yearning for one drop of love. We hate a poor man lying on the street because he is wrapped in rags. We are too afraid to hug a man because he is HIV Positive? We slap a little child serving on shop because he has spilled tea on expensive suit? We leave our parents alone to die because they are too old and a burden upon you? You break up with the girl who loves you more than herself because things are not working between both you? What is this? Why is this? Are we that much self obsessed? Do we think only about ourselves? Have we gone too much blind for for the sake of our own smile that we cannot see tears of others?

Hundred questions, not a single answer. Don’t you think people, those emotionless machines are far better than us? I would wish to born as piece of some steel rather than being an emotionful but emotionless so called best creature of the universe ‘The Human’.

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Glory in Death

Bestow, God! difficulties, I will race
Create, Mighty! complication, I will face
Fix there a target, I will chase
You build obstacles, I will keep grace.
Ask me to die, middle of battlefield
To batter on my chest, not to put the shield
Swear take I breath last, detest I to yield
Exterminate me in glory, shalt not I bield.

Thorns are always, before you win the throne
Mourns are always, before your earn the Krone
Souls brave not born, ‘cause heroic verses
But epics sing splendor, do listen universes.

Success Versus Success

This sonnet is dedicated to one of my friend. She is going through a tough time of her life. I can understand this is so frustrating for her but I want to convey her to follow path of truth like she has always kept doing all her life. May be a little late but success is lying there in her bright future.
"Dear friend, please be patient and God will surely greet you with what you deserve. I wish you a very bright and successful tomorrow."

Two paths can lead you to one goal,
Way of truth; difficult; passes through hell,
False is glittering but destroys your soul,
Stay true life long; make your heart swell.
Flip old pages or hear ancient stories,
Conclusion is one; legitimacies endure,
Hollows vanish; true spirits write glories;
May stay hidden in fog but finally conquer.

Success and celebrations; ‘ll prove brief,
Even if permanent, cannot peace thy heart,
Stumble, fall, rise and never lose hope,
They deject but you; never give up the rope,
They make marry while you are in exile,
But they will regret and you will smile.

The Death Time : Counting Back to Eternity

Black dark, dead silence, passing seconds, tik-tok,
White walls, breaking rules one hanging clock,
Engraving peace, echoing loud, making sound,
Tik… tik… Sixty moves complete round.

How magical to see three sticks' cruel game,
Walking clock make us dance still we to blame?
Nothing real, all fake, only time is wise,
Tik-tok tik… tik… makes me realize.

Handful time, short life and a big desire,
Stoned eyes, cold lips and a heart of fire,
All life we greed, demand, want and conquer,
“End of day have to go.”, only these words pure.

Find a place, hide deep and put your all mind,
Fixed time, anywhere, certain body, death fill find,
Judgment day, crash of world, you will meet trinity,
And my soul constantly counting back to eternity.

Way of Success

Dreams bigger than my own world;
In my tiny black eyes,
Believe commitment and faith is enough;
Not matter now my dreams size.

I think, imagine and work always;
The sky is not limit of my flies,
When all of them will come true;
The great day would be my prize.

No way is interesting without challenges;
Stumble, fall, look and rise,
Success is just a step ahead;
This path is told by wise.

I want face all difficulties;
So I don’t listen my painful cries,
Faraway where my dreams are laid;
There is my paradise.


Ashish
Nov 21, 2009
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