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एक सदी बाद तेरा देखा वह चेहरा मैंने|
एक सदी बाद एहसास हुआ तेरे ना होने का,
आंखों पर ठहेरे हुए बादलों सी नमी,
एक सदी बाद याद आई वो तेरी नम सी मुस्कराहट,
नींद में ही जब तू मुस्कुराता था,
शायद मेरी खयालों में खोया हुआ।

मद्धम होती चांदनी, और ओढा हुआ उसका लिहाफ़,
उसमे खोये हुए तेरे सारे नघ्मे।
रात के गुजरने साथ साथ धीमी पड़ती तेरी आवाज़ ...
एक सदी गुज़र गई है तेरी वह आवाज़ सुने हुए।

अब बस एहसास है तेरे न होने का।
एक मंजिल है न पहुची हुई।
कुछ लम्हें हैं कोने में गुज़ारे हुए।
एक अरसा हुआ तुझे बाँहों में समेटे हुए।
आंखो में भर के आँखे बंद करे हुए।

on the face of it

watched "into the wild" today.. an utter sense of unfulfilment as i put it.. in the sense of a complete life. is life complete when we see it in the face of death. or is it again a sense of loss that we achieve. that we haven't had enough of what we needed or wanted. isn't that what we humans are about. wanting more than we need or needing more than we want.

its a detachment that is needed if we want to do a 'into the wild' walk away from paths that have been set before us. is that escapism or captivating ourselves into a false sense of detachment. where we need to forgive, and we don't. don't forgive ourselves...don't forgive the people around us. people who have "wronged" and people we "think have wronged us"? is it a matter of perceptions? of unheard pleas of letting go. we need to let go. of pasts that still haunt us.. let the happy memories live for you. as a part of your soul.

its not a life until you learn how to live new experiences. until you have the courage to look it into the eye and feel different about it. surprise yourself with a new you. see yourself in new light. what you haven't seen yourself.. how do u get to judge that a certain way of living is not right for you until you have lived it. it always is right. and accepting change with it. change in yourself. change in the way you see think

for the love of curd!

Now Rishikesh has been a trip jiska hangover aaj tak nahi utra hai....
(thr was no way to express that in english with the complete intent.)

well most bash bro experiences are like that. hangovers never leave you alone... they will stay, forever, and you know that any new entrant in the group will first get a complete synopsis (stress on the oxymoron) of what happened in rishikesh (and before that in jaipur. ) ultimately its all andy's fault... special note, i will take no blame on myself.
Prologue:
We all need a break,
We have to, have to, go somewhere, where we can just enjoy...
We need to come back in 2 days, as pokey has sneaked out to travel with us, thus thr shall be no piks coming in this one

main story:
therefore we leave for rishikesh on an evening bus .....oh i almost forgot....to be contd.


prologue part II
andy has not packed yet, its all Aparna's fault. she had taken his responsibility. he buys liquor...ample,... rum...the good old old monk, so Aparna has to go to andy's place and make him pack. he packs pell mell. almost.... with the rum being carefully alligned not to break in the back pack. a pissed bonny, a curious adi, and two pizza slices later we go off. find an auto and laugh all the wat

main story contd. ...
hmmm so we leave on an evening bus where andy is getting desperate to either sleep or smoke, whichever possible earlier. and ofcourse we are all chips hungry.
reach rishikesh in rge middle of the night, reach to the room and start drinking.... oh it was fun, and no one got drunk.

i guess i should leave it, right here...too much to write too little patience