Diwali 2010: What do we miss today?

(The below is dedicated to all those who are not able to join their family in India this Diwali)




Ghar ki safai ko,

kachre ki vidaai ko,

deewaron ki rangaai ko,

aangan ki dhulaai ko

bahut miss karte hai aaj...

Firkani ki thirkan ko,

fuljhadi ke indra-dhanushi rango ko,

patako ki pat-pat bajti chatai ko,

anaar ke daano ki oonchaai ko,

bahut miss karte hai aaj...

Poori choley ki thali ko,

rasmalai ki malai ko,

mathri ki khatai ko,

gift mei aayi mithaai ko,

bahut miss karte hai aaj...

Bajaar mei lagi sale ko,

bheed se bhari rail ko,

diye mei bharte tel(oil) ko,

phoolon ki us bel (thread) ko,

bahut miss karte hai aaj...

pooja-bhakti ke mahaul mei,

patako ke aate dhyaan ko,

bado ke aashirwaad-pyaar ko,

parivaar ke dulaar ko,

bahut miss karte hai aaj...

Wish you all a Very Happy Diwali...

Karva-Chauth ka Chaand

The Week That Was Not - Different

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Saturday is to sleep dead, Sunday early to bed,
Monday is the day to work, Tuesday to pray to God,
Wednesday does a balancing act, Thursday to turn the track,
Friday is to see the sun-rise, work a little, wipe the cries..

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Days in a week, is a count of seven,
the same boring cycle repeats in a fashion round robbin,
Monday reminds hell while Friday is heaven...
make a mistake, its never forgiven..

Life seems puzzled, time seems stolen,
Fun became a baked cake, ice-hard frozen,
trying it mid -week is considered ill-humane,

Spirituality expects to enjoy every moment each day,
businesses demands more of you to stay,
Lost in the thought whom to listen, what to say,
mind keep searching for the path, the way

Calender on walls go missing since Jan,
Outlook invites then pinches like thorns,
Length of day itself now varies,
ends with a value: good, ok, scary...

Pre-defined tasks have taken the front seat,
"Randomness" has no place, not even as a cheat,
Life once called a bed of roses,
is still at the same place, all we did is to wrap it with a blank-sheet...

Salute to the 33 miners in Chile who redefined Courage, Determination and Meaning of Life

They're all out: 33 miners raised safely in Chile. This is the news heading which caught my attention (and of the world)  today. The news story is about the 33 miners who got trapped in a Gold Mine in Chile on Aug 5, 2010 as the roof the mine collapsed and their extraordinary story of survival [Search Amazon.com for survival stories]. The rescue operations which was estimated to go as far as 4 months completed in just 68 days and 8 hrs and today the last miner was rescued safe from the mine to breath the free air. Luis Urzua, one among the trapped miners emerged as a Great Leader in this difficult time as he manged to keep the faith for survival alive among his colleagues whey they were fighting death deep down the earth. He insisted throughout this journey beneath the earth that the key to getting themselves out alive would be la solidaridad (solidarity). At the end of this survival battle, today,  he has proved his belief with tremendous support from his colleagues. Today the entire world salutes them for the courage and strength these men have shown to raise the bar of human potential and fighting spirit. He greets the free world today with below words, immediately after his rescue: "We have done what the entire world was waiting for. We had strength, we had spirit, we wanted to fight, we wanted to fight for our families, and that was the greatest thing."

Read the complete story here :http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/lt_chile_mine_collapse

Today's Headlines:How can I be Happy and have fun?

How can I be Happy and have fun when the world around me is showing more signs of sadness and miseries in a world which I believe was full of joy and laugh. This is a question which most of us ask ourselves every morning and during the day whenever we turn towards learning latest happening around the globe by reading or watching or listening to NEWS.

Over the period of time, has the social meaning of the word "News" changed? Or, is it we the audience at the other end of such News who have changed.
Is it the media or we the people? Who should be held responsible for the degradation in quality of news content while the quantity of the News Content is exponentially increasing.

To my understanding there are few factors behind this huge spectrum of creation and distribution of NEWS:

1. Emotional Behaviour: Human are emotional animals but lets be honest, we respond more promptly to a sad emotion than to a joyfull moment.
   A happy moment is more often neglected and mis-interpreted as "everything is normal". In order to get audience attention, the news also follow the same rule and has to be emotionally charged enough to be reported.

2. Scarcity of a 24 hour clock based measureable entity called "Time":
Almost 50 percent of the world's population face scarcity of basic human needs. At the same time there is an entity calld "Time" which in the new modern world every human on this planet feels short off through out his lifetime. Due to this high scarcity of "time" in a 24 hour day the human expectation now demands for fast response. This acts as a catalyst to transform news to be Breaked rather than to be reported. It can be well described as a relay race in which the runner, here reporters, have to run the first half (Collect and Edit) as quick as possible so as to hand-over the half cooked news baton to the distribution media, who will then take it to the finish line with the only goal to be the first to enter the stadium with the news-baton to be greeted by all spectators eagerly waiting to see someone crossing that finish line. First stays the Best

3. Evolution: Humans are said to evolve over time, and the urge to develop and explore New things has always been a priority for the human race. With this thought even the News Content gets explored for freshness and any sort of information which can be turned into an excitement potentially becomes News.

4. Social cause to a For Profit Institution:
News collection, reporting and distribution is now turned into a profit making business supported by Advertisment campaign from large multi million dollars business houses, firms. In order to achieve the target goals on profitability which mainly comes from these Advertisement revenues, the news has become a product than an information-message.  


Its time we think back and take a look on what we expect from NEWS and how do we get that and act towards keeping News as a responsible, noble, authentic medium of passing information.

Jal

Neele aakash ki unchaai ko,
tapte suraj ki parchaai ko,
baadal ghane ki gehraayi ko,

khud mei bhigo kar rakha hai,
"Jal" mei hi jeevan hai yaaro,
suna bahut ab dekha hai...

Hunar (Talent Search)

Apne agyaat hunar se milne ko khud se sawaal tamaam kiye,
kuch par bas ek tippani thi kaafi to kuch par ghor anusandhaan kiye,

haath na aaya pyaare par kuch, mat poocho kya kaam kiye,
2 bol taarif ke sunne ko, yaaro ko coupen daan diye,

apne isi khoj ke dwand se khud tak ko hairaan kiye,
jo nahi mila tha ab tak uske sapno mei gungaan kiye,

aakhir wo ek din bhi aaya jab hum yeh sach jaan liye,
hunar nahi mila humko "token' mei, hum kyu yeh imtehaan liye?

hunar-mand ka tamga paane ko hum kuch yuh betaab rahey,
"nahi khoj paaye hunar ko", aakhir yehi hunar hum apna maan liye :P

Do Sitare...

(05/05/2005,Hyd) Very small children begging@road side w/o caring for the RED Signal and running traffic.


sadak kinare do chand sitare,
Suni aankhon se hai jag ko nihare,
Nanhe se haathon mein katore ko thaame,
Maang rahey hai aane-do-aane

Raam-rahim ka woh rahey naam pukare,
Dono ki roti hai jinke sahare..

Sukh kya hota hai...yeh itna bhi na jaane,
Rab ki es mehfil se ab tak hai anjaane,

Jal rahey hai paav, chil-chila rahi dhoop,
inko hi hum kehte hai rab ko ek roop,

Aisa nahi hai inhe koi bhi na jaane,
Aate jaate gujar jaate yun lakhon sayane,
Dekhte hi inko yun bante hai anjaane,
Sadak kinare hai yeh...koi kyon apna maane?

Apne chirag lagey sabko hi pyarey,
par kyon na wo hum ho jo in sitaro ko bhi sawarey...

Koshish...

Haste hue khwaab ko pehchaanne ki koshish,
Jeevan ke maaine ko jaannne ki koshish,
Rote ko hasna sikhaane ki koshish,
Andhere ko roshni mei laane ki koshish..
Jindgi kya hai yuhi “koshish” mei gujar jaayegi…
Ek din hoga savera…aur yeh maut se mil jaayegi…

Me n dream

I am no Jesus I am no God,
Me a mere human living on the earth,
No matter whom I live for who do i care,
Whether the dream I live is mine or someones share,
I am to live and make it a real,
No question whether I am real-alive or living-a-dead…
I am happy to do this and just wanna say,
Just leave me n the dream alone, no need to pray…

Just like that

Khushi ko jahan mei failaane ka dil karta hai,
Gam ko chupke se pee jaane ka dil karta hai,
Yeh anjaan dil bhi par jaane kaise kaam karta hai,
Hum isse chupapate hai sab kuch, yeh fir bhi hameein rulakar hi dam bharta hai…

kal ya aaj???

shunya se shuru hoti hai shunya par khatm,
roz naye roop mei dikhlaati khushiyan aur gam,
zindagi ki kahani to zindagi bhi nahi samjh saki,
fir kal ko hasin banane mein kyo bita dete hum sadiyan aur janam???

June 17, 2007 One year experience with NY

subah shaam ki anant-daud mei waqt yuhi kuch gujar gaya,
paane aaye they hum yahan khusiyan, par dil usko hi taras gaya
yahan haste chehre bahut se dekhe, dil se hasta ek nahi tha,
shayad jeevan se ladne ki is jung mei dil khushi mei hasna bhool gaya...
darta hai har shaks yahan koi dekh na le uski uljhan ko,
yahi ek kaaran hai jo wo khud meenaro mei chupna seekh gaya...
choo raha hai aaj aasmaan... garv hai usko un haathon par,
jo haath ek rote ke aanson ko rumaal dikhana bhool gaya...
har shaam khushi ki mehfil mei jaakar dil to behlaana yaad raha,
par khushi se mehfil mei bhi ek dost banana bhool gaya
apna bas apna soch soch khud kya tha yeh ab yaad nahi hai,
par beetein kal ki yaadon ke saath raat mei kuch samay beetaana seekh gaya...

First Thoughts on Niagara Falls!!!

aakash se girti lehro ko dekha to,
yeh laga maano aakash khud ro raha hai,
uski bhi is jameen par aane ke chaah hai,
par jameeni sachaai se wo bhi seher raha hai,

oonchaai par rehkar bhi wo yun darr raha hai
hum insaani fitrat ka lagta usko gumaan hai,
jab tak khada hai aasmaan mei ooncha-wo humara rab-khuda hai,
jo aa gaya jamein par - to bas adna-bejaan-insaan hai...

Uske jameen par na aane ki shayad yahi ek wajah hai,
hum insaano ko samjh gaya wo, bhale hum khud se abhi anjaan hai...
oonchai se girte un aansooo se bhi humne kahaan kuch seekh li hai,
humne sarahi... to sirf oonchaai...jameen par girrey annso ki dard-e-awaaz humne kahan sunni hai???