Saturday, May 22, 2010

Let Me Go.....

Don't stop me
Let me go to my friend's house
I'm the wasp
Let me get to the candle flame
It's my life's goal that I achieve this
and if i have to die to get him let me die.
I have seen my love in my mind's eye
now, let my last breath leave me on this event

Saturday, May 15, 2010

This song is Apt when you are counting days

Chupke se sun, is pal ki dhun
Is pal mein jeevan saara
Sapnon ki hai duniya yehi
Meri aankhon se dekho zara


Gehra hua, phatne laga
Kohre chhate
Dekho chaaron taraf ab noor hai jannat ka


Ujli zameen, neela gagan
Paani pe behta shikara
Sapnon ki hai duniya yehi
Teri aankhon se maine dekha
Chupke se sun, is pal ki dhun

Aasha ke par lage, panchhi banke main uddi
Jinki thi aarzoo, un raahon se main judi
Kuch paa gayi, kuch kho gaya
Jaane mujhe kya ho gaya

Jaagi jaagi soyi soyi, rehti hoon khoyi khoyi
Meri bekaraari koi jaane na, jaane na
Rut hai deewani badi, chhede mujhe ghadi ghadi
Aise mein anadi dil maane na, maane na
Sapnon ki hai duniya yehi
Teri aankhon se maine dekha
Chupke se sun, is pal ki dhun

Friday, April 23, 2010

One of My Favorite Songs

Hum na samjhe the
baat itni si
khaab sheeshe ke
duniya paththar ki

Aarzoo humne ki to hum paae
Aarzoo humne ki to hum paae
roshni saath laai thi saaye
saaye gehre the
roshni halki


Sirf veeranee sirf tanhayee
sirf veeranee sirf tanhayee
zindahi humko ye kahan laayee?
kho gayi humse raah manzil ki


kya koi beche kya koi baante
kya koi beche kya koi baante
apne daaman mein sirf hain kaante
aur dukanein hain sirf phoolon ki


Hum na samjhe the
baat itni si
khaab sheeshe ke
duniya paththar ki

Thursday, April 22, 2010

I met Manas Maria

Though mentally I have come out of the problems, but phsyical pain still continues. I had never got so much pain when they inserted the tube for my test. i thought I am going to choke and die and I was vomiting profusely, but they told me it is normal, If it is normal then what is abnormal?

I met Manas Karia. Yes, he is a 13 year old boy from Guwahati, who is at second stage of blood cancer. The buy was really thin and had a small cloth around the neck. I never expected that boys of that age should leave the world so early. yet, he was very composed, may be he hardly understands his own condition except getting the bout of pain and blood vomiting.
They have no money, so they came from Guwahati and are undergoing treatment in Adyar Cancer Hospital. I met them in the middle of the night and the doctor was with me, a young doctor with a passion for patients. The sister was also not very helpful for Manas's life, may be they are not hopeful for any patient who walks in there.

I have made friendship with many little kids who are guests for few months and years. This friendship is developed over last few months, many of them very similar, they dont have hair and often eyes are swolen, but they smile and are happy with their conditions, when pain goes higher they are given a dose of sleeping pills,


They are counting their days, Is nt it that all of us are counting our days, then why so much hatred and jelousness for each other.

Its not the end but silence of the end that makes me to feel the coldness of death, let it come slowly like the darkness from the shadows of trees in summer evenings, are not all evenings are so pleasant???

Yun rahon pe pehle kadam rakha thaa, ki manjile gum ho gayee........

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Back to a Normal Life

Though I can not say completely that I am back to normal living but I can hope to say so. In between has been very tough physically and emotionally. Lots of rounds of medical tests, tubes, needles, tests, chemos, blood changes, needls being hammered to the spianl chord and all the money being spent paying medical bills, making rounds to large medicals and consulting doctors in between,

At the end of the tunnel there is some hope and hope is of a newer life. Hope the hope of the hope survives. In between read so many books, wrote a lot, chated with God and ghost simultaneously and in the fathom of the winter thoughts came about surviving. Cursed enemies, cursed enem who came in the disguise of friends and ditched in their act, thought and mails. But finally forgiven them.

laughed about people who pretended to be close and took benefit of my position and power and once you are gone, had the face to write that they were never my friends. What do you call such opportunitistic bastards, who like shadows suck you up and in the afternoon, ditch you thinking that you are gone in the wind. What God des with such kinds of people. I know God has aleady punished such people in some or other way but they pretend to be sane (being insane).

Life taught a great lesson in last copule of months, may be you need centuries to learn what I got in few months.

New book is out (thats on the birthday ) - a bridged version of marketing management.


Now months and years, new thoughts and new begining for life.
I am drenched so much in the rains of my newness that I am soaked up the bone and I will never be dry again.
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