Friday, September 14, 2018

13th Sep 2018 - Ganesh Chaturthi - a small gesture by me.

I purchased 2 kgs of Motichur laddoo (4 * 500 gms) with the intention of sharing with the office security staff and my colleagues, who were working on a festival day.

I however gave a few to the staff and customers at the sweet shop, and one to the security guard outside the building.

On my way to office, I took a u-turn to share the sweets with a traffic policeman. Found a hospital on the way (which I had recently visited) and gave a box to the security staff over there, asking them to share among themselves.

I then reached the signal and gave a sweet to the policeman, whose happiness knew no bounds.

Moving ahead, I stopped at the police station and shared a box with the staff over there.

Next I had to refuel my car at the petrol pump and ended up sharing sweets with the entire staff over there.

I was next at the office main gate and security check, where in I distributed the left over sweets to them.

Unfortunately I had nothing left for the office building staff/security and my colleagues, who were intended to be the original recipients of the sweets.

But the best part of this entire event was the happiness I saw in the face of those sweet shop staff, the customers, the security outside, the hospital security staff, the policeman, the police station folks, the petrol pump folks and the security folks at my office entrance. Everyone of them was grateful of this small surprise gesture of an unknown person.

I wish some of us do this often, at least on the day of a festival with those who are not privileged to enjoy with the family.

The game called "life".

Life's unpredictable and kind of strange, also funny at the same time.

My age is beyond 30 and I'm married for about 10 months; an arranged one like many others.

I never had a relationship prior to my marriage and I always wanted to be committed only towards the lady of my life, my wife.

Life, however, wanted to teach me a lesson, of not having expectations from life itself. My marriage sustained for hardly 3 months and we have been staying separately after that, eventually on the verge of a permanent separation now.

My personal theory of commitment was shattered by life itself. Not sure if I should say I had a fierce commitment level that stopped me from having other relationships during my bachelor years or I was just being immature with that theory.

I have felt earlier that I'm not meant for family or relations in this life; I'm rather meant for something bigger, with a commitment towards the society instead. This feeling has now grown immensely within me.

Waiting to see life unfold ahead!!

Thursday, September 13, 2018

छिप-छिप अश्रु बहाने वालों / गोपालदास "नीरज"

छिप-छिप अश्रु बहाने वालों, मोती व्यर्थ बहाने वालों
कुछ सपनों के मर जाने से, जीवन नहीं मरा करता है |
सपना क्या है, नयन सेज पर
सोया हुआ आँख का पानी
और टूटना है उसका ज्यों
जागे कच्ची नींद जवानी
गीली उमर बनाने वालों, डूबे बिना नहाने वालों
कुछ पानी के बह जाने से, सावन नहीं मरा करता है |

माला बिखर गयी तो क्या है
खुद ही हल हो गयी समस्या
आँसू गर नीलाम हुए तो
समझो पूरी हुई तपस्या
रूठे दिवस मनाने वालों, फटी कमीज़ सिलाने वालों
कुछ दीपों के बुझ जाने से, आँगन नहीं मरा करता है |

खोता कुछ भी नहीं यहाँ पर
केवल जिल्द बदलती पोथी
जैसे रात उतार चाँदनी
पहने सुबह धूप की धोती
वस्त्र बदलकर आने वालों, चाल बदलकर जाने वालों
चँद खिलौनों के खोने से, बचपन नहीं मरा करता है |

लाखों बार गगरियाँ फ़ूटी,
शिकन न आयी पर पनघट पर
लाखों बार किश्तियाँ डूबीं,
चहल पहल वो ही है तट पर
तम की उमर बढ़ाने वालों, लौ की आयु घटाने वालों,
लाख करे पतझड़ कोशिश पर, उपवन नहीं मरा करता है।

लूट लिया माली ने उपवन,
लुटी ना लेकिन गंध फ़ूल की
तूफ़ानों ने तक छेड़ा पर,
खिड़की बंद ना हुई धूल की
नफ़रत गले लगाने वालों, सब पर धूल उड़ाने वालों
कुछ मुखड़ों की नाराज़ी से, दर्पण नहीं मरा करता है।

--गोपालदास "नीरज"