Saturday, November 30, 2019

ठीक हु मैं

आज बहुत दिनों बाद मेने अपनी किताबों की अलमारी की तरफ रुख किया,
  उस एक किताब की खोज मैं जो मुझे मेरे सवालों का हल दे सकती थी,  और मैं ढूंढने लगा उसे, तभी अचानक मेरी नजर अलमारी के नीचे खाने पे गई वो वहा रखी हुई थी |
मैंने उसे उठाया और उसके कई पन्नों को पलटाया, 
वो बोल पडी, “इतने दिनों बाद,  how come?”
मैं उसके पन्ने पलट रहा था, “ just searching solution to my problems.”
वो बड़ी मासूमियत से बोली,  “ तुम्हे इंटरनेट पे उसका जवाब नहीं मिला?”
मैं अपनी धुन मैं था,  “नहीं,  मेरे सवालों का हल तुममें कही है|”
वो मुझे उसके पन्ने पलटते हुए देख रही थी मानो कई दिनों बाद वो मुझसे गुफ़्तगू कर रही हो,  अचानक से मैं उछल पड़ा,  “ मिलगया जवाब |”
तो वो तुरंत बोली, “ अब कब मिलना है अगली बार?”
मैं चुप था और उसको बंद करके निकलने लगा,  तभी पता नहीं क्या दिल मैं आया, उसकी तरफ मुडा,  और जाके उसे खोला और वही उसके करीब बैठ गया|
वो मुझे देख रही थी,  पर चुप थी
फिर मैंने ही पूछ लिया,  “कैसी हो तुम?”
उसने कुछ नहीं कहा, शांत थी वो
“ठीक तो हो तुम?” मैंने दोबारा मैं पूँछ लिया|
वो थोड़ी देर मुझे देखने लगी और बोली, “हा ठीक हु,  अगर इस अलमारी की सजावट बनके रहना मेरी ठीक होने की निशानी है,  तो मैं ठीक हु|
ये जो धूल मिट्टी मुझमे के अक्षरों को धुंधला कर रही है, मेरे अस्तित्व मैं अंधेरा भर रही है,  और अगर ये ठीक है तो ठीक हु मैं|
अब तुम्हे अपने महंगे मोबाइल और लैपटॉप वाले दोस्तों के सामने मुझे हाथ मैं थामना पसंद नहीं है, तुम्हारी बाहो मैं समाना अब मेरे हक़ मैं नहीं है,  और अगर ये ठीक है तो ठीक हु मैं|
तुम्हारे इंतेज़ार मैं,  मैं धीरे-धीरे ख़तम होती जा रही हु,  जो मैं तुम्हे कहना चाहती थी पर कह नहीं पारहि हु,  और वो अनकही बाते अगर ठीक है,  तो ठीक हु मैं|
आज भी मैं तुम्हारे कलम की लिखावट का इंतज़ार करती हु,  तुम्हारा आज भी मेरे शब्दों पे निशान बनाना और अपनी तरह से उसे लिखना याद है मुझे,  अब जब उसके बारे मैं सोचती हु तो रो पडती हु,  और अगर एक किताब का रोना ठीक है तुम्हारे हिसाब से तो ठीक हु मैं|
मेरी ही कहानी तुम मुझमे ना लिख के एक मोबाइल मैं टाइप कर रहे हो,  मेरी बाते दुनिया को सुना रहे हो,  और मेरा  अस्तितत्व कही नहीं है,  पर अगर ये ठीक है तुम्हारे हिसाब से तो ठीक हु मैं |”
मैं चुप था और कुछ पानी जैसा मेरी आँखों से गिरा;  शायद वो शर्म के आंसू थे; उसके पन्ने का थोड़ा सा हिस्सा गिला होगया,  और वो बोल पडी,  “ अच्छा सुनो,  अगली बार आना तो कुछ ज्यादा सवाल लाना,  थोड़ा वक़्त मेरे साथ बिताना,  तब शायद मैं भी कह सकूँ,  ठीक हु मैं,  ठीक हु मैं|”
मैंने उसे बंद करदिया, अपनी गलतियों की कहानी और नहीं सुन सकता था,  उस रात मैं उसे पकड़ के सोया|
पर सच कह रही थी,  दुनिया के दिखवे मैं हम अपनी असलियत भूल जाते है,  जो हमसे प्यार करते है हम अकसर उनसे दूर जाते है|
दिखावा,  सुंदरता,  ऊंचाई कुछ इसकदर पसंद आने लगी है हमें,  की अब हम अक्सर अपनी गहराई और सच्चाई भूल जाते है|




Friday, November 29, 2019

एक दिन मेरी हसी ने मुझसे पूँछा, “ मैं तुम्हारा दिखावटी प्यार क्यों हु भला?”
मैंने कहा, “तुम्हे ऐसा क्यों लगता है ये बताओ?
तुम्हे तो मैं सारी उम्र चाहता हु, तुम्हे पाने की दुआ तो मैं हर रोज मांगता हु| तुम्हारे लिए तो कई जतन करता हु, तुम्हे सँभालने के सारे प्रयत्न करता हु|
तुम तो मेरी कमाई हो,  हा बात दूसरी है तुम बहुत कम आयी हो,
मेरी हर ख़ुशी की पहचान हो तुम, मेरी ज़िन्दगी का सबसे खास मेहमान हो तुम|
तुम्हे तो सब मानलिया, सबसे मिलवादिया, मेरे हर संघी, साथी के घर का रास्ता तुम्हे दिखादिया, फिर भी तुम खुद को खास नहीं समझती,  तुम खुद को मेरा प्यार नहीं समझती?”
मेरी हसी बोली, “तुम कहते हो की तुम मुझे सँभालने के प्रयत्न करते हो, तो फिर अपने अंधेरों मैं मुझे अकेला क्यों छोड़ देते हो?
तुम कहते हो तुम मझे अपने दोस्तों से मिलवाते हो, तो फिर खुदसे मिलवाने मैं इतना क्यों कतराते हो?
तुम मुझे हर बार प्यारा मेहमान क्यों बनाते हो?आखिर वो दिन कब आएगा जब तुम मुझे तुम्हारा अपना बताओगे?
क्यों तुम अपने अकेलेपन पण मैं मुझे नहीं रखते हो, क्यों तुम मुझसे बेवफाई करके उन आंसुओ से दोस्ती करते हो?
क्या मेरी वफ़ा तुम्हे दिखाई नही देती है, या उन आंसुओ की बाहे तुम्हे ज्यादा पसंद आती है?
वो रात कब आएगी, जब मेरी मुलाक़ात तुम्हारी रूह से होपायेगी?
कब समझोगे तुम, ये तकलीफ तुम्हे खोखला कर रही है, कब समझोगे तुम तुम्हारी ये तकलीफ मुझे भी दर्द से भर रही है|
सच बोल रही थी वो और मैं चुप था, ना मेरे पास कोई जवाब था उसकी बातो का, ना हल था उसकी शिकायतों का|
मुझे परेशान देख वो खुद ही बोल पडी,
“अब क्या मेरी शिकायतों की परेशानी उठाओगे?”
“अब क्या अपने दर्द का हिसेदार मुझे भी बनाओगे?”
सुनो, मत सोचो इतना, मैं तुम्हारी हसीं हु तुम्हारा इंतज़ार करुँगी, तुमसे मोहब्बत हैं मुझे, तुमसे ही प्यार करूंगी|
मैं वो नहीं जो चार पांच के पीछे भागुंगी,  मैं  वो हु जो तुम्हारे इंतज़ार मैं ज़िन्दगी काटूंगी,
तुम आओगे एक दिन, उस दर्द को छोड़कर, तब हम मिलेंगे, तुम खिलखिला के हस पड़ोगे, और मेरी आँखों से वो इंतज़ार के आख़री आंसू गिरेंगे,  हम जरूर मिलेंगे|
तुम ये मत समझना मैं तुम्हारे रूखे पण से डर जाऊंगी , तुम मुझे जानते नहीं हो, मैं तुम्हारे लिए तुमसे लड़ जाऊंगी|
चलो अब हम दोनों आराम करते है, तुम दर्द से मोहब्बत निभाओ, हम बस तुम्हारा इंतजार करते हैं|


Wednesday, November 20, 2019

Wo ek old school kitab thi

Wo expresso aur cappuccino k jamane main, masala chai ka swad thi,
Wo ek old school kitab thi.
Wo bhagti dodhti duniya main ek khubsoorat therav thi,
Wo ek old school kitab thi.
Uski duniya bht choti thi, aur khwabo ki udan unchi, wo dikhawat ki roshni main ek asliyat ki chaw thi,
Wo ek old school kitab thi.
Jaha log ek dusre ki good books main khud ka naam likhwate the, wo khud ki kitaab main kuch yunh gum hojaya krti thi, wo khud ki duniya main khoya hua khwab thi,
Wo ek old school kitab thi.
Jaha log pub, disco jaana, her kissi ki banho main gum hojaane ko modern samjha krte the, wo apni sharam ko smbhale pichadhepan ka ahesas thi, aur us pichnadepan ka wo ek khoobsurat jawab thi,
Wo ek old school kitab thi.

Tuesday, November 19, 2019

His dowry

Till now my love story is described, how we met, how families have accepted our love request.
So a month gap was taken for marriage arrangement and to work over the wedding stuff, and we two devils were meeting each other daily and giving our families a big bluff.
Bluff, since belonging to a old school families meeting each other before marriage wasn’t written in our “to- do list”, though they forget that it was love marriage and marrying each other was our wish.
Still we two birds decided to do everything which will declare us crazy, we both were sitting in a café having our coffee when the weather was hazy.
“So, Mr.Spine.” I call him Mr.Spine, that’s a kind of romance I believe in.
“So Mr.Spine, what you would like to have in dowry?”
And he was like, “ Honey what should I ask when I have you.”
“Aww, so sweet of you, but still I want to give some.” I said with my cute yet wicked smile, he understood the coffee is working on this lady and awakening the devil inside.
“Sure, as you say.” He said with a helpless voice.
I removed a stamp paper having few of things written on it. He was numb,  his face was portraying his true feelings, “ the decision to marry her was a correct thing I did?”
“So what’s that Mrs.Spine?”
He asked me with fear in his tone.
“Nothing a list of 40 things I’ll be giving you in dowry and the essential one’s I know.”
He held my hand took me in the car, we locked the door and further he asked,
“Could I know the reason for this mood swing, I can handle this Monica Geller, then why this Rachel Green?”
I with a smile, placed my hand on his face, “ I think we should clear few things, before together spending a life rest. So I’ll be reading the content and then you’ll sign, I think my words are clear hope you are fine.”
He took the papers from my hand and signed before reading, I stared him with frowned eyes, and he said, “do I have a better option otherwise?”
I am marrying a really intelligent man, but I didn’t show that on my face, I pretended he is idiot, in every case.
So I began my words, like “ ill not be having my cupboard next to the window, and I’ll be using the washroom before you go.”
It was just the first clause and he said, could we read the important once for a while, honey I had already signed the papers and this is reducing our kissing time.
I understood he was least interested in my words still his proposal was romantic and acceptable so I looked at my list and shortlisted 30 of my things  he added, 
“ honey you are so kind and loving.”
Yeah, he meant nothing.
Anyway.
So here we go…
“ So in dowry, I am giving you my clingy behavior, supported by my possessiveness and obsessiveness. You are rewarded by my anger and a lot of selfishness. In dowry ill give you my dogs kind of loyalty, that no matter what conditions would come, I’ll just spoil your life, I’ll be not seeing others, in every birth ill be just your wife. In dowry I give you my care and love and making our relationship as my life’s priority even when we mess up.”
He listened it carefully with a toddlers smile, but the smile vanished when I said even I need a dowry from your side.
“Why, why, why, I’ll be giving dowry, I object it every time even when it would be from you or mine side.”
It’s difficult to handle someone, who think he is joey but in relationship he freaks out like Chandler. Still I just stared him and it was enough to warn him that, “shut up.”
So I continue, “ In dowry I need a pillow of your hand till the last day of my life, you would love me like your first kid and also as your wife.
You would tell me my faults and scold me on my mistake, I want our relationship to be crystal clear and not a win or lose game.
I know you are my loyal monkey, I know you love me a lot, but you have to allow me to spine the neck of those ladies who would try to be your sweetheart.
You have to protect me like my knight, and remove the eyes of the guys who see me with those bad eyes, don’t you dare to let me ask, I am your wife and demanding protection is my right.
I ask you to respect and love your family, like you did before, I just want to be part of your life and our family would be our ultimate goal.
We together hold our family with the bond of our love, and I promise you honey our love is so crazy that it will break all the hurdles.
He hugged me tight and first time my Chandler was happy with his complicated would be wife.
Love should be the dowry asked for and should be given in return, material, money will vanish by time , but love will stay in every life's run.
So I'll love him and warn him to love me back, that's his dowry all his life, that's the richness he had.



Monday, November 11, 2019

Meri hassi ki shikayate

Ek din meri hassi ne mjhse pucha, “ main tera dikhawati pyar kyn hu bhala”
Mene kaha, “ tujhe aisa kyn laga ye bata?
Tujhe to main saari umar chta hu, tujhe paane ki dua to main roj mangta hu. Tere liye to Kai jatan krta hu, tujhe smbhale rkhne k saare prayatna krta hu.
Tu to meri kamai hai, ha baat dusri hai ki Tu bht kam aai hai.
Meri har khushi ki pehchan hai Tu, meri zindagi ka sbse khaas mehman hai Tu.
Tujhe to sb maanliye, sbse milwadiya, mere her sanghi sathi k ghar ka raasta tujhe dikhadiya, phir bhi Tu khud ko khas nhi smjhti, Tu khud ko mera pyar nhi smjhti?”
Meri hassi boli, “ tu khta hai ki Tu mjhe smbhalne k praytna krta hai, to phir apne andhero main mjhe aakela kyn chod deta hai?
Tu khta hai ki Tu mjhe apne dosto se milwata hai, to phir khudse milwane main itna kyn katrata hai?
Tu mjhe her baar pyara mehman kyn banata hai, akhir wo din kb aayega jb Tu mjhe tera apna batayega?
Tu kyn apne akelepan main mjhe nhi rkhta hai, kyn tu mjhse bewafai krke un aasuo se dosti krta hai?
Kya meri wafa tujhe  dikhai nhi deti hai? Ya un aasuo ki baahe tujhe jada pasand aati hai?
Wo raat kb aayegi, jb meri mulaqaat teri ruh se hopayegi?
Kb samjhega Tu, ye dard aur taqkleef tujhe khokhla kr rhi hai, kb smjhega Tu teri taqleefe mjhe bhi dard se bhar rhi hai.”
Sach bol rhi thi wo, aur main chup tha, na mere pass koi jawab tha uski baato ka, na haal tha uski shikayto ko.
Mjhe pareshan dekh wo khud hi bol padi,
“Ab kya meri shikayto ki bhi pareshani lega?
Are Apne dard ka hissedar kya mjhe bhi banadega?
Mat soch itna, main teri hassi hu tera intezzar krungi, tujhse mohabbat hai mjhe , sirf tujhse pyar krungi.
Main wo nhi Jo chaar panch k peeche bhagungi, main wo hu Jo tere intezzar main zindagi katungi.
Tu aayega ek din, us dard ko chod k aur tb hum milenge. Tu khilkhilake hus padega aur meri aankho se wo intezar k aakhri aansu girenge.
Tu ye na smjhna main tere rukhe pann se daar jaungi, tu mjhe janta nhi main tere liye tujhse ladjaungi.
Chal ab hum dono aaram krte hai, tu dard se pyar kr aur hum bus tera intezaar krte hai.!!



Wednesday, November 6, 2019

I'll be her ease.

I am a good guy, toddler by my heart and for specification I am her sweetheart.
It’s been a long time she is writing about our love story, so I should give it a try she prepared biryani, I’ll try allu fry.
So before starting, ladies please don’t fall for me by my words, she just acts sweet and poise but truly speaking her anger is worst.
She informed about how we met, how our love reach it's faith, but let me tell you why others won't get us, why we have fallen in each other's nest and why we are each others best.
She is a short-tempered girl, with anger on her nose tip and she has a great talent to even fight over a topic of toothpick.
I am her punching bag, no matter who the hell had did the mistake ill get the shout, and I can’t dare to ask her, why she is angry, even when I have a doubt.
Though she has a great talent to fight with me yet she is my ABC, my airway, breathing and circulation she acts like a magic wand in my tension.
Though she loves to pull my hair and kill my ears by her chit chat yet she loves me and calls me “my baby fat.” Seriously fat!
Though she has a list of infinite demands, yet she full fill all my wishes before I want.
She completes me and makes me better, she don’t complains about my flaws, she accepted me even when I was raw.
Our love story is different from others, we wont met each other when love was in weather, we didn’t loved each other but loved our talks, we loved to have a street walk.
We loved to stand near the bridge and discus about what was the level of water in last rain, yes we were discussing the weather forecast even in our loves romantic game.
We both are insane, with illogical mind, if she says we should go right, I’ll say the left is fine.
But there is something in her which binds me, even in my darkness she finds me. She fought like Jhansi ki rani for our love, she handles our love whenever I give up.
It’s easy to leave when things are one-sided, but difficult to fight, whenever I leave and say goodbye, she replied, “ baby I love you, I’ll wait and give our love a try.”
I could never find someone who is so addictive to me, someone who loves me more than my soul whose absence in my life creates a big hole.
So I vow her to be her idiot, her punching bag, we will get married and have our kids, who as she says makes me sick.
I vow to be her cure in her disease, in her difficulties ill be her ease.

Wednesday, October 30, 2019

He leads me.

I am the mother of two kids, and wife of one, yeah the words sound crazy but I wrote it for fun.
That’s not my story in all, I am a doctor by profession, poet by my heart, and further detail, I was college star.
I was a simple girl, with a big pimple with specks adding the cherry on top, but this thing won’t define me innocent, I was the devil in all.
I was enjoying my life’s rollercoaster ride, accidentally I met a stupid guy, stupid since he fall for me though I just gave it a try.
Then that crazy stupid forced me to fall for him, things changed like a miracle happen, this free bird liked his cage, he gave me my freedom I gave him his space.
Then that crucial time came when marriage feathers were flying in air, he took one gave it to me, “ please be my wife, dear.”
I said yes, families got convinced, the story of acceptance was big which I made it short, buddy I like to write but not a lot.
So in short, our marriage date was decided, everybody was excited and I took a break for month, to plan my life because till now I was just my fathers Princess but further ill be mine idiots wife.
Things gonna be change, my life has to be arranged, the customs, traditions should be accepted it’s always easy to force others to understand us then to just stand for others.
I learned how to cook, how to feed the family, I always knew how to earn but I learned how to win the family.
I was pampered stubborn girl, but learned to be disciplined, selfless woman, it was never been asked by my in-laws, but taught by my mother since it’s easy to be shouting bird then to be humble.
The wedding day came, my face was covered with ghunghat, Few of the people objected for it, “ in this generation such a old school?”, but me, hardly caring about others word, i felt innocent first time in my life, it was my moment, and enjoying it was my right.
Then I was been asked to touch his feet and while touching I gave him a big hit, he reacted with a big smile, he knew though I am acting polite, there is a devil inside.
We started our seven rounds around the fire with those promises, but I added mine ,in my mind from my side.
- I’ll be the strength of my Mr. Spine
- I’ll take care of his family and his friends.
- When his friends fails to be with him while playing PUBG, I’ll join though I even don’t know what’s the definition, I’ll be their.
- I’ll massage his head when he feel sick and give him such a kid who’ll make him sick.
Many more such promises we’re added by me, but don’t think I am that good, even I added few promises from his side which I told him at our first night.
- He will kiss my forehead every night and day till our last breath, and he will full fill my every dream like it’s his life's wish.
- He have to cry when I’ll be leaving for my parents house, even for a day ,
- He will tell me how much he loves me, though he would be lying in the beautiful way.
Jokes apart, I made a promise which was essential, he will be my ego and I’ll be his manhood, he will handle me with respect and I’ll handle him with royalty. I promised, everyday we will fight for each other even when we are fighting with each other, everyday we will write our love story with different rainbow color.
On our first night when I told him about my special vows, he laughed out loud, “ oh I got my Monica Geller some how.”
No, no, no I though my idiot is a stud, but he is Chandler
I thought he knows everything about love , but he is just a beginner.
Anyway our love story took it pace, we were been gifted with twins kids, I took a leave from my job, not because it was asked .
Since now I was been promoted in my life’s stage, first I was daughter, then doctor, then wife and daughter in law, but now I am mother.
The one who creates a future, so I am enjoying my job with my two little toddlers, and spending money of my husband in the parlor.
On serious note, it’s sometime the woman’s wish to be what she want, when to earn money and when to run family, it’s her empire it’s her right, though the man is king still he is protected by his wife, play the game of chess if you think otherwise. sometimes fulfilling the dreams of others makes us happy, and living a life of homemaker is flashy.
So he leads me in my life, not because he wished to, but because being his shadow was my dream, and he protected me from every obstacles like Arthur the king.!!





Sunday, October 27, 2019

Birthday..

It’s his birthday, what should I  buy?
I think, let’s give purse a try.
He is different from others and special too, but his choices are diverse and wired too.
So, after analyzing the shops and market of the city, I found nothing and felt over pity.
Yeah I thought of purse, but he has one, the rarest of the rarest, I never saw, and thinking about it would be beyond my imagination.
So after completely analyzing the scenario and observing my tired mental condition , I decided to write him a letter.
So I took a pen and paper, and draped my feelings with beautiful words and deep emotions in that birthday cum love letter.
“ Hey birthday boy.”
And I tore the page.
“Hey Mr. Spine.” yeah that’s suits better.
“So, Hey Mr. Spine it’s a day world got one of the milestones everybody wish to conquer and everybody wish to achieve.
I know you hate to have a gift but I love to give one, so this letter is my gift which will stay with you when you’ll have no one.
It will stay with you, even when I’ll be missing, it will stay with you when life will be pissing.
It will stay with you when you are angry, it will stay with you when your stomach is hungry.
It will stay with you when smile defines your life, it will stay with you when your tears are question to my life,
It will stay with you when you are enjoying your life's roller coaster ride, it will stay with you when accidently ill be no more by your side.
It will stay with you when you won’t have answers for your questions ,it will stay with you when your life will be great fun.
So giving a gift which is long lasting was my only wish, and may success, happiness, fame and money will have your kiss.
I just wish to say, don’t worry what life will give you, you are my Mr. Spine bravely you’ll fight.
Work hard on what you really want to achieve,
you are the great magnet, all your desires will bow their knees.
I know you never express your feelings to others, and always describe your problems like a bird feather.
Don’t worry, your feelings will be handle with caution, I love to take care of you, and your family with all your emotional precautions.
Mr. Spine a complete book can be written on you, but stories about you can be said by few.
There are few who know you well, I might be one, I pray in my hell.
Anyway, happy birthday, take good care of yourself, just turn behind and see , when you feel you are lonely and in life’s game you failed.
I’ll be standing with just a hope and a tea, and we will talk about life and I’ll keep you free.”

Thursday, October 24, 2019

Loves fight.

"How much do you love him?" a question asked.
"Enough to sit in front of his family and talk about our relationship," I said it fast.
We both know each other for a year now and decided to give this relationship name somehow.
So we planned a day when we have less risk of beatings and asked our parents lets go out for eating.
We took our parents out, respectively informed them about our love story, with a suggestion that we are in public so please don't shout.
My parents asked me tons of questions, how we met with the correct location what happened between us, followed by a big lecture session, the scenario was no different at his place, what I was facing the same conditions he had faced.
By begging and requesting with teary eyes, our parents approved our plea and gave us time.
So our relatives were been called, our love story was informed,
We both were ready to face questionable eyes, we both were ready to face this crucial fight.
Considering Wednesday lucky, the meeting was organized, I asked him, we both will have a green dress code and welcome our new life, he added
"I have fallen in love with insane, even at this time you want to play a dress code game?"
Anyway, he did what I asked him, yes he was the man of my dreams.
So, I was sitting in front of his family and he has been encountered by mine, I was been asked, "how are you" with head down I said,
"I am fine."
Then a chain of questions was been asked, what I do, where do I live, what I think about family and kids and do I believe in ritual fasts?
I never thought loving him would bring me to such a big test and partially I was cursing the day we met.
Jokes apart, I gave answers with full confidence and didn't let them know about my inner volcano eruption.
Even he faced few of such questions he hated alot, when these questions I use to ask.
After an hour our interview was over, both the families sat in one big hall and to both of our surprise the priests were been called, we both were asked to sit outside, by the time our future they will decide.
These priests calculated our moons and stars and they will let them know how this relationship will work and will go how far.
We both were sitting outside, and first time silence took its place in our love life.
We trusted our love and the God above, but we were tired of the war so we just pleaded, pleaded and pleaded.
I know the lines weren't in rhythm, but so was our life out of track, out of pace and searching for it's faith.
We both were feared with what would happen next, will we have to be strangers again?
After an hour we both were called, we held each others hand with a big question, " how far?"
We sat in front of our families with those questionable eyes, we were waiting for the result, it was our love whose destiny was decided by others.
So I was asked what's my favorite flower? seriously at this time of hour?
Still, politely I said, "lavender"
"Ohh, that looks good at the mandap."
The word 'mandap' changed our world, we cried like a small toddler.
I hugged him tight having no fear, yess, yess, yesss he is mine and the verdict was clear.
Families aren't bad, just situations are, we have to fight and win this love war.
Life may show difficulties a lot, we just have to be highly positive even in the darkest cloud.

Sunday, October 20, 2019

Our destiny

“Take the blessing from the Bride and Groom side, I now pronounce you both husband and wife.”
I was at my mandap with my souls goal, the one who would in my future gonna play a big role,
He would be my husband, father of my kids, and now I am tied to his destiny with a quick fix.
Marrying him was like a dream come true, and I was lavishing myself as a new Cinderella, in case nobody knew.
We both know each other from a year now, I still remember the day we met how.
It was coffee shop, we met each other, it wasn’t the beautiful incident but the accidental weather.
We fought the day we met, and the fight was so perfect, that God granted a wish that we gonna fight with each other for the life rest.
I know it was a rollercoaster ride to have him in my life, I know the battle I fought which was nearly equal to third world war.
I tell you these inter caste marriages are not so easy, you have to fight everyday like brave Chatrpati Shivaji.
I still remember my prayers and preaches, and crying as loudly as it reaches, to convince that God, listen “ I’ll not leave, he is mine and you have to give.”
I still remember, when I was about to lose my faith but that God, that bluff master played his real game.
My man came, bowing on his knees and asked my hand for his life thee.
And than that Harry Potters wand played it’s game, and everything miraculously happened like the Voldemort's game end.
Our families got convinced, our wedding date was decided, I’ll be his wife the verdict added.
Today standing in this place, holding his hands, promising to spoil each other for our rest of life,  I said, “I do” yes ill be your wife my life.
It was destiny, it was faith it wasn’t the accident ‘jab we met', we were meant to be together forever, but God didn’t wanted our love story to be boring like present weather.
So he placed hurdles and obstacles which were essential, he made us to beg and we did since this love was credential, today holding his hands I am relived, he was, he is and he will be my destiny, we were meant to be,' I believed'.!!

Thursday, October 17, 2019

ek waqt aata hai


Her insaan k jeevan main ek waqt aata hai, jab wo puri trh se thak jaata hai, 
Tu laut aayega phir bhi sahi, Tu nhi aayega phir bhi sahi. 
Tu wada nibhayega phir bhi sahi, Tu nhi nibhayega phir bhi sahi. 
Tu mjhe bhul jayega phir bhi sahi, Tu nhi bhul payega phir bhi sahi. 
Tu mera  hojayega phir bhi sahi, Tu kissi ka banjayega phir bhi sahi. 
Tu dard dega phir bhi sahi, Tu malham lagayega phir bhi sahi. 
Her insaan k jeevan main ek waqt aata hai, jab wo puri trh se thak jata hai. 
Us waqt ye kasme, ye waade, ye rasme, ye yaade, ye sapne, ye apne her cheez baimani lagti hai, tb khudi ki zindagi ek adhuri kahani lagti hai, 
Tu pehchan jayega phir bhi sahi, Tu anjaan banke muh chupayega phir bhi sahi. 

tu mera dard smjh payega phir bhi sahi, tu na samjhna chahega phir bhi sahi.
Her insaan k jeevan main ek waqt aata hai, jab wo puri trh se thak jaata hai . 
Ye tea, ye coffee, ye chocolate, ye toffee, ye raat bhar phone pe ungliya dabana aur roothane per video call pe manana, 
Yeh sb ek dusre k pyar main doob jaane ki nishani lagti hai, aur ye normal ladki k life main Barbie ki kahani lagti hai. 
Tu izhar krega phir bhi sahi, Tu sbkuch maan me rkhega phir bhi sahi. 
Hum ek dusre k hai iska aitbaar kr phir bhi sahi, Tu na kr phir bhi sahi. 
Her insaan k jeevan main ek waqt aata hai, jab wo puri trh se thak jaata hai. 

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