Wednesday, October 15, 2008

4. Phir Subah Hogi (?).

Subah se lekar raat tak, chalna aur bhaagna
So jaana yah soch ke, ki phir Subah hogi

Agle din phir bhaagna, girna aur sambhalna
Wohi raftaar, wohi umeed, ki phir Subah hogi

Paiso ke peeche lagke, din bhar ka tadapna
Karna hai wo kal karege kyon ki phir Subah hogi

Is samay zaroori hai, dhan kamaana, kuch ban-na
Sukh to tab bhugtege jab kal phir Subah hogi

Doston aur Parivar ka to yahin hai thikaana
Khub nibhaayege rishtey jab phir Subah hogi

Aatmavishwas ki parakashta hai dil ko behlaana
Jivanbhar saare Jivan ki aas me kya phir Subah hogi?

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

3. Try or Die?

There are some things I’ll never try
But if I have to, will I prefer to die?

What if a mosquito is on a blood spree?
Will I end his life or offer my blood for free?

What if I am ill and need to consume meat?
Will I say no or bend the rule & accept defeat?

What if a poisonous snake is about to bite?
Will I think what’s wrong and what is right?

What if someone puts the gun on my head?
Will I miss an opportunity to see him dead?

These and other queries do hold me back
Reason being the determination that I lack

2. Patience (A 4-Liner).

Samay se pehle aur Naseeb se jyaada kuch nahi milta
Phir bhi sadaa chahiye mujhe, chutki bajate hi safalta
Mehnat karne se pehle, hai Fal prapti ki chanchalta
Vartmaan ko kho kar, sapno me hai mann machalta

Sunday, October 12, 2008

1. Carry Forward.

Gone are the days when I would top-up my cell phone with some amount and validity since I intended to carry forward my old balance.

Post death, Can I carry forward anything I possess in this life time? Certainly not but let’s assume if I could carry forward all the things I wished, what would they be?

1) “My” Money
2) “My” Friends
3) “My” Yamaha
4) “My” Honda
5) Some of “My” clothes
6) “My” Ray-bans
7) Almost all of “My” wrist watches
8) Lots of Pav Bhajis and Dosas and all the cuisine “I” love to relish.
9) So many books
10) “My” hard disk
11) “My” intelligence
12) “My” attitude
13) A Mahindra Classic (which is not yet mine)
And… (That’s all I can think of at this point of time but I’m sure there will be many additions)

No, I don’t want to carry forward any of my girlfriends as I believe in moving on :) haha…

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

10. xG.

Telecommunications have evolved over generations and every major revolution gets labeled as a new (or next) generation. Today, the world talks about 3G and 4G (where G stands for Generation). What happens with the ex-generations and the related features? Are they simply dumped or fairly used?

Post-independence (1947), this is 3rd human generation (3G) and 4G is in the making; considering 40s as 1G, 60s as 2G, 80s as 3G and the millennium ones as 4G. I see an immense generation gap between me (3G) and 4G; although the 4G has not yet completely developed.

As a so-called matured 3G piece, I feel I am pretty much ahead of the 2G features in all aspects; brains, emotions (rather emotion-control), attitude, approach, etc. I call these as multimedia applications. This makes me feel away from the basic features which are common over all the generations; I mean the basic voice and text features as in face2face conversations and writing letters for expressing the feelings.

With a heavy concentration on multimedia applications; I have nearly forgotten the basic application which any human is meant for. Although I witness the gap between 2G and 3G, I somehow intend to overlook it by taking things for granted.

What is the consequence? Do I care? When is the right time to realize? What if I realize when the time has already passed? Am I ready to bridge the gap or am I happy with the invisible but evident wall?

I believe, bridging the gap will result in maximum utilization of all the generations and it will also make me ready to accept the 4G with respect to technology and features. The best communication device on this planet shouldn’t go under-utilized, right?

PS: Concept concieved by my dear buddy Hemal.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

9. Where?

Where is the home, I would love to stay?
Where is the temple, I would love to pray?
Where is the line, I would love to say?
Where is the tune, I would love to play?

Where is the floor on which I would love to lay?
Where is the food to put on a tray?
Where are the shades other than gray?
Where are the nights that seem like a day?

Monday, September 22, 2008

8. The Jerk...

"The Jerk who saw happiness in ‘his’ Honda City".
(This is the actual title of this blog)

A few months back I was browsing a book where in a high profile millionaire sells his super luxury sedan, which he feels is his best possession in life. Thereafter, he starts his hunt towards the purpose of life.

Post reading this influential book, I started thinking about my possessions and happiness behind possessing them. Can I part with my possessions and still be happy? – was the question I asked myself.

The first thing that came into my mind was my luxury sedan – Honda City. What if I sell it (just for the heck of it)? And what if I have to sell it (due to some catastrophe)? Is there a difference?

In a way, Yes. There is a difference. If I sell it just for the heck of it, I’ll still be happy as it was an intended decision. What after a few days of selling it, though? Will I still be happy with my decision? Does that happiness lie in Honda City?

I don’t want to write anything further but just want to analyze this, feel and conclude something which will quench my thirst. Till then, I (as a Jerk) will enjoy driving my Honda happily. I know it’s an irony that in spite of being happy, my thirst is still unquenched.