1. Roti.

Sabjiyaan badalti hai thaali me,
par roti ko badalne ki nahi kisime himmat,
itna mahatvapurna kirdaar hai roti ka par afsos,
nahi hai logo ko uski koi keemat.

Taarif hoti hardam sabji ki,
 roti to nivaale k saath chup chaap chali jaati hai,
dost! jis din roti nahi hogi thaali me,
dekhna kitni kathinaai se sabji khaayi jaati hai.

4. Jadli Utho...Future Banega!

Bachpan me maa kehti thi, beta jaldi utho...future banega!

School me teacher bolti, padhai karne ke liye jaldi utho...future banega!

College me professor kehte, research ke liye samay nikaalo, jaldi utho...future banega!

Naukri pe laga to Boss sunaate, office me aake theek se kaam karne ke liye, jaldi utho...future banega!

Shaadi ki to Biwi taane maarti ki Chutti ke din family ko ghumaane le jaane ke liye, jaldi utho...future banega!

Business start kiya to Targets, Sales and Requirements meet karne ke liye Clients boltey, jaldi utho...future banega!

Retire hua to dost log kehte ki kya sust pade rehte ho retire hoke, samaaj seva karne ke liye, jaldi utho...future banega!

Budhaape me doctor saahab farmaate ki, Health maintain rakhni hai aur fit rehna hai tumhe to, jaldi utho...future banega!

Ek din maine socha ki bahot ho gaya jaldi uthna, 

Aaj main uthtaa hi nahi dekhte hai kiya hoga....

To Chaar logon ne uthaa liya

3. Bye - A Verse.

Hey boy! You just wanna fly
Up, above and higher and high
Alas! There ain’t a ceiling in the sky
Higher you go more will you sigh

All you wanna attach with “my”
But, in nature’s law, can you pry?
Still you long to accelerate your try
Have you ever asked yourself, why?

Not in control, yet you persist to ply
In accumulation, Life-span you apply
Whereas Full of water, though you dry
And, hungry despite having a pie

One day, surrounded by folks down will you lie
World in front, but shut will be your eye
Boy, you think you smart and sly
No one would care soon as you bid bye

2. Never say never (16-Dec).

One year back, had quit the world where hunger was limited to hierarchical escalation and motivation was all about money expansion. While I don't deny the fact that I owe loads and loads to the former world, I feel glad to have discovered a tiny world "within". I may not have soared heights but certainly have come closer to the "self"

I wanted to give myself one full year for exploring the horizons and pursuing the passion with a pre-condition mentioning that if I feel, I am not content with the choice, I would strive to return back (in a years time) to the world that I had quit.

As it goes with a famous quote - "Never say Never" - I would not say that I will never go back to that world but would certainly like to mention that I have accumulated some courage after sustaining more-or-less smoothly for a year with  no significant income pertaining to money but infinite inflow of learning and so far I am I happy about it...

Flowing with the flow...

1. Ae Dost!

Ae dost! Teri Phat-ti kyun hai

Neeche Dharti hai, Upar Ambar hai

Phir tujhe kis baat ka Darr hai

Maana ki saal me ekaad baar, Aatanki ka Qahar hai,

Sarkaar kehti hai chinta mat kar, Surkakshit ye Shahar hai

Ae dost! Teri Phat-ti kyun hai

Neeche Dharti hai, Upar Ambar hai

Phir tujhe kis baat ka Darr hai

Yaha to bhai dawaaon me bhi, mila hua Zahar hai

Himmar na haar, yaha Duaaon ka bhi bada Asar hai

Ae dost! Teri Phat-ti kyun hai

Neeche Dharti hai, Upar Ambar hai

Phir tujhe kis baat ka Darr hai

Kaanon aur Nyaay ki kisiko kaha khabar hai

Haan! koi hai magar, jiski kadi nazar hai

Ae dost! Teri Phat-ti kyun hai

Neeche Dharti hai, Upar Ambar hai

Phir tujhe kis baat ka Darr hai

Aamdani zara si badhi par, mehengai ka aatank besabar hai

arre! tu kyu fikar kare hai, jab khaane ko roti aur rehne ko ghar hai

Ae dost! Teri Phat-ti kyun hai

Neeche Dharti hai, Upar Ambar hai

Phir tujhe kis baat ka Darr hai

In haalaton me kya hoga bhavishya me, iski mujhe fikar hai

Ye sab chinta chhod, kaha jeena hai jyaada, dhal rahi to umar hai 

Ae dost! Teri Phat-ti kyun hai

Neeche Dharti hai, Upar Ambar hai

Phir tujhe kis baat ka Darr hai

1. Circus.

There is cirque du soleil, claimed to be the world’s best and there is this ‘the great Indian circus (TGIC)’. IMO, the competition is tough.

Despite of having a similar crew of jokers and ringmasters and the so-called artists lined up, the latter is unique and incredible.

There is no fee taken to enter in TGIC unlike world’s best and otherwise happening circuses around. However, as soon as the show begins, the meter starts and regularly, frequently and haphazardly the audience is charged.

The patron cannot leave the show till he dies. He has no option but to keep smiling throughout and enjoy the mockery. All he can do is grumble about the clowns and the other artists.

If there is any conflict within the artiste, the fee gets hiked and obviously, it is the audience who pays. In case there is any hiccup or the failure on the artist front happening on the stage, once again audience bears the burden. Similar incidents keep on happening but the administration makes sure that the rates get dearer and never ever diminish.

There are around 500 odd authenticated and certified artists who are day in day out persistently performing to their best to ensure that the fee keeps coming by one means or the other. Besides, there are other clowns with no position whatsoever but they are still ruling the stage and they are the most sensitive ones when it comes to their performance. Any fatal or even minute push back in their performance matters a lot as the audience may end up starving because of them.

The customer keeps on watching and paying and grumbling and enjoying and mourning and somehow living till the end of his life, which either he himself wraps-up or over a period of time, his body ripens and he succumbs or passes way quietly. However, the circus continues.

Welcome to “The Great Indian Circus”. Enjoy the Show, a Life time opportunity for entire LIFE.

1. I&It.

An object is germinated… It takes a shape and a form… It is so new that a word for it is like a world and world is just a word…

In the defined norms, it grows… Well, the shape and form does, for sure…

Looks around and checks out the so called grown-ups… Tries to imitate… Either sets itself a target of growth or else is imposed upon one…

Why? Doesn’t appear…

What? Is out of question…

How? Is just to follow the suite…

Where? No where…

If it stops at why, can never ‘grow’…

What? How? Can make it think for a while but too less time to create own road so better to take the road – tried, tested and experienced by senior objects…

Where? If it thinks just no where, it goes crazy hence ‘where?’ is certainly defined, obviously as per norms…

Start with definition of somewhere – for instance – money, ambition, power i.e. MAP with a direction of happiness, satisfaction, relief… Although, all 3 transitory since after relishing for a short while, becomes stale and ‘moving on’ is the key…

Money… the race begins… earn something, be happy, lose charm, earn more, again happy for few, need something else… investment… property? Ok, shoot… great… appreciation… slack period… stock exchange… gamble… put some more… loss? No… Gold is a better option… Why not try ForEx?... Awesome… Appreciate – Depreciate- Inflation… The cycle keeps moving covering up the distance against the “time” invested. Money grows, falls, again grows…

With money, comes the power and with power comes the responsibility to sustain… One object scratches the back of another and maintain each other’s pride…  One object no good for other’s pride, then of no use… Chuck it’s pride as well.. Net, net… Pride relished, collapses, take a while to reconstruct, sustain, maintain…

Ambition takes the driver’s seat… Scale heights.. More and more… No looking back… Some things go out of control… unanticipated event occurs… Ambition succumbs… Either new arises… Get up and fight back… or else… apparently ok with the loser mode operation… Don’t intend to look ahead… By and large, Ambitions result in success, failure, mix of both, one after the other or other before the next…

In the course of all this, “time” only diminishes and nothing else…

Did the object miss something?

Did it experience that it had life?

Did it just feel that it was born to live?

Did it even realize that it was born, and not germinated?

Did it assume that there is nothing before the germination and after the termination?

Did it recognize that it was I?  Did “I” comprehend?

It drove me and I got driven till the termination thinking I was It