Life Was Not All Ashes

Life was not all ashes, yet it was spent turning to dust
How might I have spoken of the hardships I endured attempting to get to you?
The day passed away in the wake of someone’s memory
Evening came, and passed away showing a aching dream
The passing years yearned for better days
The time was such that I passed away bearing your fancies
The life which has the delight of having you foreordained
It knows how to keep promises, so I held on to you
Over there, life is, another name for indulgence
Yet, I strolled a long way to there with a desire
The night seeped in the midst of the whispering of loneliness
It was a dead silence yet I crossed it with words on my lips
The spaces of my heart often get startled
Whose voice would it say it was? Also, whom did it fade away calling?

RECIPE FOR FIRST CRUSH, SERVES ONE

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I was 10 yrs old, stupid, silly and with a head full of imagination. I was hanging on my gate on a summer vacation afternoon and saw a family move their stuff the house next to mine. I watched with feigned disinterest as the furniture was moved in. By evening the family that was going to reside in that house came in a Maruti 800. Out came the mum, dad and three sons. I watched their procession inside the house, holding their suitcases, bedding, baskets and bags. All three sons were dashing, smart and adolescent Punjabi boys. The parents moved in snobbish, and so did the sons, but my eyes were fixed on the youngest one.

He was dribbling a basketball with loads of attitude as he went inside. My heart fluttered, and I didn’t know what this feeling is called. Time went by, and their home became a fortress…

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Time do change

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This is a view from my window.  I could have taken a picture and posted it but wanted to give my fingers a little artistic exercise.   Hope it turned out good though miles away from the details of original scenery ☺.

It’s just a small passage but seems different to me with every changing season.  Winters are blank with snow laden branches and stairs whereas autumn is grey with leaves leaving their abode and taking shelter on ground.  Spring and summers – sun adds to the colour of the sky as well as kisses each and every nook and corner of this petty corner facing my window thus giving it a picturesque beauty.  To put it simply there’s an entire palate of colours – white, grey,  black, lush green, golden-yellow, soothing orange, lively blue and so on.  Changing colours of this petty passage gave me an important…

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Ashamed To Be A Delhite

I am chatting with an online friend and he questions, “Hey, BTW, which city are you from ?”. A smile appears on my face and with pride and respect I answer, “I am a from Delhi”. Being from Delhi seems privileged, blessed. The capital of the nation, the city of bureaucrats. We get 24/7 power, a clean and constant water supply, huge road network, Malls, Delhi Metro, Sky High apartment complexes, India Gate and Connaught Place.

Not only this Delhi has sq km area of 1,483 which holds a population of 1,70,84,235, which acquires 96,34,976 vehicles for a road length of 33,198 kms. The national capital has only 7.94 % of its total geographical area covered by trees. Delhi has only 10.2% forest cover left even though Forests Act says 30% is minimum. Delhi is among the most polluted cities in the world, second only to Riyadh among the big cities. Am I truly proud to be a Delhite after reading this ?

Despite a 200 km long, seven-line metro network carrying 2.4 to 2.8 million commuters on average every day, private vehicles population  have increased  92% over the last 15 years. Delhi’s vehicles, which are more than 9 millions in number as per the vehicle registration records, produce six times as much greenhouse gas emissions (GHG) as that of Kolkata’s, five times as much as Ahmedabad’s and three times as much as Greater Mumbai and Chennai.

24 hours after Diwali pollution turned Delhi into a gas chamber, almost. Chief Minister Arvind Kejriwal had no clue where he was. Still he tried to control the situation with his Even/Odd plan which was Brilliantly thought out but received lot of non cooperation from its residents. Let me tell you my friends, I am worried sick of what we are doing to our city, our home.

I agree that our city has some shortfalls. It is landlocked. Delhi doesn’t get the benefit of sea breeze like Chennai, Mumbai and other coastal towns get. The breeze can drive away some of the pollution, also sea side regions are more windy than land locked ones. Than Delhi gets rains just once a year, not like Mumbai which gets rain throughout year, as rain too washes away pollutants from the air. Delhi is sandwitched between states like Haryana ,UP. therefore cities like Gurgaon,Noida, Faridabad,Ghaziabad,Panipat are Highly industrialised. Farmers of Haryana and UP burns the Agri husk from crop which is largest source of pollution.

But the main culprit is using more the road vehicles, less the public transport and certainly the greatest menace to be tackled is the quality of the fuel being used by the vehicles in Delhi.

The most basic cause of pollution in any city or nation is not something external but our polluted hearts alone and the interesting thing is that everyone is unaware of it. Polluted heart is greedy and lusty for things, it just asks for more and more without bothering for future consequences. Polluted heart doesn’t feel satisfied ever.

Foreign countries like UK n USA are working out projects that can be launched to reduce air pollution in Delhi, but we, being its citizens are just giving a blind eye to the whole situation and waiting for others to come and solve our problems. Just saying “Green Delhi, Clean Delhi” and “Swachh Bharat Abhyan” won’t make it happen. We need to get up and go, we need to take concrete steps to make our own breathing air clean.

Try to use more public transports. Try to use car pool when the destination is same. Try to plant one tree per person. Try to use less electricity so in turn power plants emit less gases. Try to use your petrol run car instead of the diesel one. Don’t cut any more trees. Try to selfless for this once. It’s the heritage of your next generation, preserve it for them.

PS : Remember you all thought Demonitization might never happen, just like you think Acid Rain might never happen.

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Marriage-Never an achievement

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Till date I remember an advertisement which I saw as a kid.  It was a company selling a life insurance policy and the probable uses to which the policy amount could be put – if it is son then his education will be financed and if it is daughter  then her marriage would be funded with that .   It didn’t struck me at that time though.  Why marriage is the obvious destination or goal for daughters?  As I grew up I came across many instances be it in media or be it in real life around me where girls were raised with a constant fear of “be good to get married”.   What “Good” is being referred here?

“Good” acquires an altogether a new definition when associated with a girl.  “Good” here means a girl who can cook, do daily chores in a jiffy,  never raises voice…

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NOTHING PERFECT ABOUT IT

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I was in Love, such beautiful feeling. All girls want that, a Valentines with your Someone Special. The one where you give Roses, Cards, Teddy’s, Chocolates and what not to tell that one person how much they mean to you.

I thought what is the one thing I shall do for him that none has done till now is. You know, that urge to be memorable and unique. Now the problem with die-hard romantics is they expect a lot too. So now what I did was like ultimate as far as I saw it. I decorated his doorstep on the inside with Rangoli, I wrote an “I” with colours. Next, I made a Heart of Diyas on his centre table, and lastly a big “YOU” with white Mogra flowers on his bed(don’t get ideas, he had just 1BHK to himself! I couldn’t find another good spot). I hid his present…

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2 better than 1

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Hi Everyone,

I am back from sabbatical of one month.  Was in India to attend my brother’s wedding.   I missed this platform the most, all those views,  likes and comments to say the least 😊.

Coming back to the title “2 better than 1”, before you indulge your brain in any guess-work and think that I am going to throw light on numerology or other such fields let me clarify that my focus is only on “Second” child – why not have one?

Complete Family portrait:  When we talk about a “complete  family picture ” it is more or less a norm that we are referring to four members – father, mother and rest is for you to decide 😉.

Don’t worry, you will do fine :  Well apprehensive approach of couples is quite understandable when it is about their first child but  with a second child in…

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