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Monday, 16 July 2012

akele

my attempt to write a musical short story



यौन ही चली थी रास्ता नया था
समझी नयी मैं
काफिला नया था
रस्ते में एक मुसाफिर नया था
आँखों में उस के मेरा नाम लिखा था
बाँहों में ले कर कहने लगा वोह
तुम एक पारी हो मेरे लिए बनी हो
उस की साँसों की महक में खो गयी मैं
मेरी आँखों की नमी हवा हो गयी एक पल में
उड़ने लगी मैं एक पतंग बन गयी मैं
उस की बाँहों में गुहल कर खो गयी मैं
कुछ पल के लिए पारी बन गयी मैं
बिजली जो कोंढ़ी थर्थार्हत हुई जो
मेरी पाजेब की रन झुन खो गयी एक पल में
मेरी होंठों की मुस्कराहट रोंद गयी एक पल में
न कोई मुसाफिर न काफिला था
रास्ता मेरा काँटों भरा था
हर तरफ धुआं धुआं था
चल पड़ी मैं अकेले
खो गयी मैं धुंए में
मेरी आँखों की नमी लोट आये एक पल में

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Wednesday, 4 July 2012

DOES SUFFERING NEGATE THE EXISTENCE OF COMPASSIONATE GOD


Today i have the pleasure to have Suresh as a guest blogger on random.Though he needs no introduction as his writing speaks for him still i would like to give you a brief introduction,Suresh is a a chemical engineer, purely on the strength of a certificate, and IIM-B finance MBA – both by certificate and expertise. Having worked for 16 years in the area of fertilizer subsidies and policy-making and consulted for a couple of years thereafter he is now the master of his own time. He started trekking at 44 and is now addicted. Books, music, trekking, travel and, now, blogging have ensured that his life is far more interesting than climbing the corporate ladder would ever have been.To read more visit http://www.jambudweepam.blogspot.in/
Thank you Suresh for being my guest and for this lovely post.

When my mother was semi-paralyzed because of metastasizing cancer, it was inevitable that thoughts of how a Compassionate God could cause such distress to a person, who had never in thought, word or deed hurt anyone. It is a common phenomenon that when you see the innocent, the naïve and the good in distress, you start questioning the existence of God or, at least, his compassion.
Those, who believe in God, certainly say piously that the ways of God are unfathomable. Inevitably, however, they attempt to fathom them in every significant incident of their lives. The unquestioning belief that ought to exist in the face of something beyond your understanding somehow eludes our rational selves. We can believe that imaginary numbers exist, even though the very name places them in the realm of the unfathomable, merely because we call it mathematics – which is seen as the epitome of rationality. But God, somehow, is seen as merely a human with superhuman powers and, thus, His actions are seen as something that ought to be subjected to rational human analysis.
Almost all religions exalt the character of a person. Consider a world where there is no want – physical, social or emotional. Would you find a person coveting something that is not his? Consider a world where there are no negative consequences to any action? Would dishonesty be at all necessary in such a world? Would courage? Consider a world where there is no unrequited lust. Would you find rapists or eve-teasers in such a world?
All the virtues that we exalt are necessary only in a world that has pain in addition to pleasure. Good character is worthy of respect only when the concerned person upholds it in the face of adversity. In fact, adversity is the crucible in which a person’s character sheds its dross and turns pure gold – or, of course, sheds the gold and turns pure dross! The true measure of a person can only be known – even by himself – in the way he reacts to untoward incidents in his life.
If you think of joy and sorrow as necessary to test and/or establish a person’s character, then you could conceivably think of the world as a testing ground where souls are adjudged by God. Given that there is a plausible reason for why God permits suffering, the existence of sorrow – of whatever intensity and inflicted on whichever soul – does not necessarily negate the existence of God.
Going strictly by the above measure one may think of God as being present but does it also give reason to think that He is compassionate? Not necessarily! God, as in the above rationale, is a stern Judge but not necessarily a compassionate Father. We shall have to seek elsewhere for reasons to believe in His compassion.
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I need to reiterate that the ways of God must necessarily be considered unfathomable. When we talk of the Creator of the Universe it would be presumptuous to assume the capability to read His mind. I seek to postulate His reasons for what happens in the world around us merely because we seem incapable of resting content in the unwavering belief that He knows best. Cries of ‘Irrational belief’ and ‘Blind faith’ – in our own minds, if nowhere else - can only be silenced by advancing a plausible theory, however unproven and however far from the Truth.
The theory of ‘Prarabda Karma’ advances the idea that the suffering in the life that we lead is a consequence of our actions of previous lives. Thus, it is not God who inflicts suffering on us but we, ourselves, who have caused the suffering. In this case, those whom we see as naïve, innocent or good are expiating the sins of a past life when they may not have been naïve, innocent or good. This, theory, nonetheless leaves the question open as to whether God, in His infinite compassion, could not have pardoned the sins of the past and averted the suffering.
Think of a tribal child with a hole in the heart being operated upon by a cardiac surgeon. Think then of her parents being totally unaware about modern medical practices (if second grade Bollywood movies can think that tribals still exist who think of a matchbox as a miracle, it should not be such a great feat of imagination for you!). The parents are likely to view the surgeon as a sadistic monster, who cuts open little girls for his illicit pleasure when the surgeon, of course, is inflicting some pain (at least post-operative) in order to avert greater distress later.
The philosophy of Advaita thinks of all souls as part of God – or Brahman as it calls it. Achieving oneness with God is the sole reason why the dross needs be burnt off the soul. If one can conceive of the fact that the separation from such Oneness is a source of infinite distress to the soul, it is easy to understand why God permits human distress as a means of ending such separation. Like the surgeon in the example, God may permit the infliction of a relatively minor pain in order to ameliorate the greater one.
If, with all the limitations of the human senses and intellect, one can find a plausible reason for the existence of distress in the world, it should not be difficult to believe that an infinitely Compassionate God may have reason for permitting worldly distress.
In the end, the only path to God is one of unwavering Faith!

Saturday, 23 June 2012

THE COUNT DOWN HAS JUST BEGUN

   Before I share the secret , let me share other secrets .I woulnt have been able to write this post had   Shamsud not sent  a mail asking me to contribute to the book that he was planning  to publish soon.WOW an established poet like Shams asking me for a contribution meant I must be good at my work to have a place among   5 more senior poets who certainly need no introduction , their work speaks for them and they are Saru Singal, Amit Aag , Ajay Dudeja , Jass C Scott  Sohail Akhtar . Till  then I just wrote and wrote till I dropped . Writing has been a passion for me , though I never got any negative comments but positive comments made me even more nervous  I often wondered "are they trying to keep my heart " But I did not give up and kept  writing and worked towards improving my writing skills .Dont want to keep you waiting , neither o i have the patience to wait any more......BECAUSE :))))
                                             
       

                             "   THE COUNT DOWN HAS JUST BEGUN "
                                              
                                       
                                        HMMMMMM  WELLLLLL
 It would be unfair on my part to  keep you waiting any more so here it goes...My poetry is getting published in the book  "Rousing Cadence " due for release on 27/07/2012 . In fact I shouldn't be calling  it a book but a collection of words in harmony with emotions , a collective effort by the rousing cadence team to  give a new dimension to the world of poetry. I seriously got butterflies in my stomach :))))))))))))


  MY HEARTIEST CONGRATULATIONS TO TEAM " ROUSING CADENCE "
                                                   Team Rousing Cadence!    
                                                           
                                      Photo: Team Rousing Cadence!
       (For more info click image to reach Rousing Cadence page on Face Book)             
                 
                  A SPECIAL THANKS TO SHAMSUD FOR MAKING IT HAPPEN
                                       THANK YOU cyberwit.net
                   A SPECIAL THANKS TO SEEMA SHARMA FOR THE ART WORK
         
AND A V  SPECIAL THANKS TO INDI BLOOGGER FOR GIVING US A PLATFORM TO SHARE OUR THOUGHTS AND CONNECT WITH EACH OTHER
AND OF COURSE  SPECIAL THANKS TO ALL THE BLOGGERS FOR GIVING ME SPACE IN THEIR WORLD AND MY READERS FOR ACCEPTING ME WITH FLAWS ,WITHOUT YOUR SUPPORT IT WOULD NOT HAVE BEEN POSSIBLE !




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Tuesday, 22 May 2012

The Badshah of Bad

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He is known as India's smartest, most business savvy metrosexual living man this side of the Atlantic.
He has converted himself into a million dollar brand that can sell anything under the sun. 
Brand Shah Rukh
Is the brand loosing its luster?
Will this mean that he will finally come to his senses?
 
While we all know he lost his mind a few years ago, when we started seeing him on every billboard in every road on every town in every state of the country, when he brawled with the MCA officials after his team won the last match in Mumbai. Not unusual for stars to act like divas, but then again this is Shah Rukh Khan.
He once famously said 'Whenever I feel arrogant, I'd like to visit the US'. Well, maybe it's time for SRK to book a weekly pass to the US just about now. 

But what has happened to a man who was the darling of billions? 
SRK has always been the brash, mercurial, self confessed 'arrogant' star. Could this be the unraveling of all that the actor has been going through for a few years? His movie career, of late, is not something we can write home about. He has been home- delivering a string of half baked flops for a while. His premier league cricket team has only come of age in this year but considering how this game is as much chance as luck, this is not something I would say is because of his effort. 

While many say that this famous brawl is just the signs of SRK loosing his marbles, I am amazed about the wicked coincidence this has with the biggest betting scam to hit the cash rich cricket league. A masterstroke, indeed.
SRK, after all, is a brand that is available for hire at the right price. 

But can a person like SRK bear to fade into the sunset? 
Can a generation fed on celebrity tantrums and gimmicks let their idol become obsolete?
Indians have notoriously short memory and all this will be forgiven soon. SRK will eventually 'regret' and 'apologize' for the way he behaved and MCA will lift the ban just in time for IPL 2013.

And we will all cheer for him. Again.

Written exclusively for 'RANDOM' by our Guest Blogger, Navin Mathew. More dope here: BlogFacebookIndiblogger

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Monday, 21 May 2012

kaisi aub khamoshi

holding hands 2

Lyrics once again...

kaise yeh khaamoshi , kaise yeh  duniya,
na koi khawish, nadarad sub arman,
na koi aahat na muskurahat

arzoo khatam thi bus khaalipan tha,
main kho chuki thi, sub ko pata tha,
kaise thi yeh duniya,kaisi thi khamoshi
hmmm hm hm hm

kuch shor suna toe ,hal chal hone lagi....
kaun hai woh jis ke kadmon ki aahat sunai dene lagi...
begana tha woh w , ab apna lagne laga.....

gazab ki hul chul hai ,
 mera badan ab mehakne laga......

phool ban gayi hoon , main khil uthi hoon,
jab se woh mere saath chalne lage......

kaisi  ab yeh dunia,kaisi ab khaoshi,
veerana bhi ab khoobsurat lagne laga.....
 ab kaisi khamoshi, ab kaisi khalipan
hmm hm hm hm...

dekho to mujh ko , meri saanson ko soongho,
bus un ki hi mehak aane lagi....

ab na koi gum na koi fikar hai,
bus un ki bahon mein main simat jane lagi.....

meri muskurahat ko dekho , meri aankhon mein dekho
woh aub yeh bayan karne  lagi....

main kho chuki hoon , un ki ho chuki hoon,
ab kaisi khamoshi,ab kaise nadarad arman,
hmm hm hm hm

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Saturday, 19 May 2012

kati patang

lyrics


na maine kaha na maine suna....
aie merie dhadkan aei meri sansen....
tum kiyun behkne lagi....
main tdapne lagi.....

aab tum hi karo kuch....
mujh ko apne gale se laga lo....
saanson ko mere apna bana lo....
dhadken ke mere kareeb tum aao....
samjho mujhe tum.....
 badan ko mere apna bana lo.....
main machalne lagi....
behkne lagi....


na maine kaha na maine suna....
aie merie dhadkan aei meri sansen...
tum kiyun behkne lagi....
 tdapne lagi.....

aab tum hi karo kuch.....
mere dil ko sambhalo.....
mujh ko apne dil mein bitha lo.....
main mudna bhi chachoo.....
mud na paaon....
tum bin aab main.....
kati patang hoon.....
na doori  na  saathi....
kahin atack jaaon gi....
kat jaoon gi.....
seene men mere....
bus tum reh jao ge....
gar tum mere paas na aao ge....

na maine kaha na maine suna.....
aie merie dhadkan aei meri sansen,,,,,
tum kiyun behkne lagi....
 tdapne lagi....
hmm hm hmm hm

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Friday, 18 May 2012

kaise bataon

Do you think I can write lyrics ??





kaise baaton mujhe kuch hua hai , kaya un ko pata hai ,main un se pyaar karne lagi hoon........
aai hawa tum  chalo toe , mujhe choo kar  jana , mere badan ki ,thodi kushboo  le janna......
un ko bataana mmain ek kali hoon , un ko main paa kar khil uthun gi....
un ko bataan jab woh meri gali se ,guzre the kal bhi , main chupke se peeche khadi thi ,un ki nazar se chup kar ,un ki aahat sun rahi thi...
kaise baatun mujhe kaya hua hai , kaya un ko pata hai main un se pyaar karne lagi hun....

aai hawa un se kehna ,main akele khari hoon , bus un ka intzaar kar rahi hoon..
un se yeh kehna jab woh chalen toe ,thodi si muskurahat lete aana.......
meri badan ki har taar pakad len ,mujhe apna samjh len.....
mere  liye bus itna tum kar do , mere lab choo kar bas itna samjh lo..main un se aab pyaar karne lagi hoon...
un ko paa ker main youn hi udhne lagoon gi ....
kaise baaton mujhe kuch hua hai ,kaya un ko pata hai ,main un se pyaar karne lagi hoon...
aai hawa tum jub chalo toe ,muj ko choo kar  jana ,mere badan ki ,thodi si kushboo saath le janna...
un ko bataana..hm hm hmm  hm hmm hm


jub se un ko dekha hai maine ,main fisal gayi hoon ,main pagal ho gayi hoon ,udtti pari ban gayi hoon....
 har taar mere badan ka un ko  choona  chahe ,awaaz bhi dun toe un ka hi naam  mere labon pe aaye..
yeh mujh ko kaya hua hai ,kaya un ko pata hai ,aai hawa tum ab chalo toe mere badan ki thodi kushboo le jaana ,un ko batana,un ke bina aab main na jee paun gi......
kaise baatoun mujhe kuch hua hai ,kaya un ko pata hai ,main un se pyaar karne lagi hoon ....
aai hawa tum jub chalo toe,mujh ko choo kar tum jana ,mere badan ki ,thodi si kushboo saath le janna....
un ko bataana....hmm hmmm hmmm hmmm
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