Sunday, July 19, 2009

“Kyun hai” – My first poem

Har saans mein ehsaash kyun hai?
Har ehshaash mein ek pyas kyun hai?

Har pyas mein milawat kyun hai?
Har dard mein ek chahat kyun hai?
Har chahat mein ek dikhawat kyun hai?
Har dikhawat mein ek banawat kyun hai?

Har lamha itna bikhra kyun hai?
Har aaj itna mohtaaj kyun hai?
Har chehra itna suna kyun hai?
Har roj mujhe jina hi kyun hai?

Sochta hoon sochna hi kyun hai?
Na sochna hi achha kyun hai?

Har khwahis itni jiddi kyun hai?
Har aadmi itna piddi kyun hai?
Har raat itni chhoti kyun hai?
Har din itna bhaari kyun hai?

Sochta hoon ek aadhar dhoondh loon
Jine ka sansaar dhoodh loon
Par us sansaar ki jaroorat kyun hai

Sochta hoon sab mithya hai yahan pe
Per in sab mein itni haqeeqat kyun hai.


Monday, July 13, 2009

Many many congratulations “Raza and Mubeen”

With the title of the blog, most of the readers would have guessed that probably its a congratulation to a newly wed couple. you are right and i am on the way to return journey from Hyderabad to Bangalore and just trying to recollect the moments which I spent this weekend. There are so many sweet memories attached with the trip and I would like to share it with you. These memories make it a memorable one. Some of the main reasons are:

  1. It was wedding of one of my very good friend (Raza)
  2. First time i was attending a Muslim wedding and I was very excited for it.
  3. The day of marriage was also my birthday :)
  4. I met with many old friends and spending time with them was real fun.

What else do you want to achieve during a normal weekend.

I left from my office on Friday evening then met one of my very old fiend on station. It was his first day in office after passing out from IIMb. we sat in the train and my phone started ringing from 11 P.M. onwards. Many of the people who were knowing that i was travelling that night were wishing before time as they were worried about what if i am out of the signal coverage. So, first time i celebrated my birthday inside a Indian Railways coach.

Next morning we were in the city with which i have a lots of memories as this is the city from where my career started. Then we met with the groom and here we were a little bit disappointed to see the tummy of the groom (Raza i am sorry but its a truth).  Next with friends i moved to a nearby shopping mall (GVK 1) and did some shopping for my birthday. Celebrated the birthday with the pastries from Karachi bakery and then in the evening finally reached the place where the marriage was supposed to take place. i was thrilled as i wanted to know the way it goes on and i actually found it very exciting. We met with the boy, congratulated him and then finally had that awesome biryani which was the crux of all things. Thanks raza for the awesome biryani. I suggest you to open a restaurant with the same caterer.

The very next day it was a fun time with friends, met with raza and bhabhi. I along with Vineet and Himanshu did lots of masti and the finally i am returning back from Hyderabad to Bangalore. When i recollect the moments many of the things are still there which make me either laugh/smile like:

  • Joke by Himanshu (Because I find that i have some responsibility towards the society, I cann’t publish that here, but it was a killer one :) ).
  • Dhokala, Raj kachauri and masala milk of Tiwari. I miss it like anything in Bangalore.


Wish you all the best Raza and Mubeen in the new life.

Friday, July 10, 2009

Thank you sir

Today was a great day for me and this blog will explain it how.
We had a party time from our company and we went to a resort (Leo meridian) outside the city for having some dance practice from john britto gang. Every thing there was cool and we all tried (because I think it was only a try not a dance) to dance for almost 4-5 hrs and then came back home. While coming back home I met a person who is in Indian military. I must say you here that this was not planned. We just met him and I was really very much impressed by his thoughts he shared with us during that small meet. I feel that it should be a valuable thing to share those with my friends and that’s why I am putting all the thoughts in this blog.

We all were returning from the dance class in which all the dances were of western nature or better to say non-indian kinda. When we let him know about this I feel that he did not feel very great about it. Though it does not mean he was against these things but still he wanted it to happen some other way. Then he told us the way he feels and just with in 15 minutes he put his thoughts before us and here are those precious ones…
First of all being a military person he told us the kind of invasion a country can have. He told that there can be 3 types of invasion in this world.
1. Military Invasion: which is the least dangerous in its impact as the asset lost and things destroyed can be recovered and rebuilt if the nation has a good will power for it. Its impact goes out in the least time once the war is over which we can justify by many such events which happened in history.
2. Economic Invasion: These is the 2nd type of invasion whose impact is worse than the first one and in this one you never get a direct feel of the attack being taking place and after some time you realize about your inability which automatically generates as an aftereffect of this. Its impact is more lasting and the recovery takes time.
3. Cultural Invasion: This is the 3rd in its kind and most brutal in its impact as the recovery is almost impossible. In this you even don’t feel that some thing wrong is going on somewhere, rather you feel that there are something sweet going on. And you get a feel of things going positively with a rocking speed. And in most of the cases while persuading that speed you forget your roots and your own culture and finally when the impact appears bare faced then you are not in a position to recover. As mentioned here this one is the most deadly due to its impact and the hidden nature of attack.
The person who was putting these thoughts said to us that we (actually most of us, mostly young generation) are under attack of the 3rd kind of invasion and as per its nature we are not able to feel it rather we are feeling better. His main concern was that its not bad in tasting things which others have and others do but there should not be a blind aping of things.
He even quoted the starting days of this attack when Englishmen used to distribute packets of tea free of cost during his grandpa’s days and we gradually lost our own sarbat, lassi and sattu pani.

It was really a great a talk with that gentleman and I would like to salute his way of thinking and attitude. He did not preach us to live our life differently than what we are doing right now, but he just cautioned and requested us to check our roots time to time.

I salute his thoughts and I hope that his concern will not go in waste. Thanks a lot sir for sharing such valuable thoughts.

[This is a post from my old blog. On public demand I am re-posting it  ;)  Please refer today as december 3 2006.]

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

In the lap of nature

“Reading about nature is fine, but if a person walks in the woods and listens carefully, he can learn more than what is in books, for they speak with the voice of God.”

I almost heard this voice during my trip to Coimbatore. It was really an awesome experience to be there. It was a random trip which was planned at the eleventh hour. I, mummy and Vikas went to coimbatore to meet my youngest sister.

We only stayed there for one and half days but the places where we visited and the fun which we had was awesome. First we started with a visit to a temple called Dhyanalinga, which was so soothing in its own. It is a Yogic temple which is more a meditation center. We had the first time experience to take a bath in the kund where the shivling was immersed. To worship the shivling standing inside water was a different experience altogether.

The main temple was a large ellipsoidal dome with the lingam (more than 10 ft in height) in the center. People who were visiting the temple were sitting around that lingam and doing meditation for some time.

After the temple we had lots of fun during the lunch time and then we roamed other places around the city.

In the night we went to a restaurant in the city where we ordered family dosa which was a unique experience in its own. You can imagine the uniqueness about it by looking at the photographs.



We enjoyed the food a lot and actually we gave prizes as ranks to people who played key role in finishing the child Anakonda aka THE DOSA.

Next day we had a comparatively peaceful day when I got more time to observe nature more closely. I was so fascinated with the beauty of nature that i could not stop myself composing and singing these lines

आसमां कह रहा है जमीं से!  बादलों को छुओगे कैसे !!

पत्तियां हिल रही हैं ऐसे ! ज़िन्दगी जी रही हो जैसे !!

बादल भी उतरने को आतुर ! चुमते हो पहाडों को जैसे !!

झरने भी बहे जा रहे हैं ! गीत गता कोई बैठे बैठे!!

अब चली है वही फिर बयार! जैसे सब को सिखाती हो प्यार !!

पछियों की ध्वनि छा रही है ! दिल में वीणा बजी हो जैसे !!

ज़िन्दगी तो बसी है यहीं पे ! दिल मचलता है जीने को जैसे !!

Many many thanks to Archu and her friends to make all this real.

Friday, February 6, 2009


This is one of the many poems written by my younger sister. I really love to read her poems. Whenever I go through her poems, I feel so proud of her.

आज कुछ पल हैं, अपने साथ होने को,
जीवन की रफ़्तार में अपनी गति समझने को,
मैं कठघरे में हूँ, उस मैं के आगे,
जो कभी मेरा आत्मीय था,
अब उसका होना ऐसे पलों पर आश्रित था.

मेरे दृश्य पटल पर सारा अतीत चलचित्र है,
अचंभित सी वहां अपनी मौजूदगी देखती हूँ,
दृश्य पर दृश्य अपने अस्तित्व की तलाश है,
पर अपनी पहचान धुधली नज़र आती है,
क्यूँ अपनी जय पराजय में मैं स्वयम दर्शक मात्र हूँ ?

जिंदगी चंद दस्तावेजों की ही मुहताज क्यूँ है?
क्या मेरा समर्पण मेरी जीत नहीं है ?
प्राणवान होना हास्य पैर नहीं स्वाश पर निर्भर है,
तो हँसने की ही चाह क्यूँ करती हूँ मैं?
क्या मेरे रुदन में कोई सार्थकता नहीं है?

क्यूँ अपनी नीयति को अपनाना नहीं आता मुझे ?
वो जो मेरे होने से भी अर्थहीन है,
उसके होने में अपने अर्थ की तलाश कैसी?
शायद इन सवालों के जबाब दूसरे सवाल ही हैं
और निष्कर्ष की चाह व्यथा को आमंत्रण.

-- वंदना वशिष्ठ


My first blog

Hi All,

This is going to be my first blog entry. It does not mean that i never blogged before, but this time i thought of giving blogging a new try. Hence I deleted my previous blog and recreated with the same url from the scratch.

As the description of the blog itself says, the blog is about

“Digital Serialization of my realization of the world.”

Hence I will post about anything what I feel to share with myself and my readers. Lets wish and hope that this effort has a long lasting effect.