Conversations with a Mirror...

The Wolf, who lives under the rock has invited me to drink of his cool Water. Not to splash or bathe But leave the sun & know the dead desert night & the cold men who play there. a ha !!! Come on, now luring the Traveler Mighty Voyager Curious, into its dark womb The graves grinning Indians of night The eyes of night Westward luring into the brothel, into the blood bath into the Dream The dark Dream of conquest & Voyage into night, Westward into Night... : James Douglas 'Jim' Morrison (1943-1971)

किसी मौसम का झौंका था जो इस दीवार पर लटकी हुई तस्वीर तिरछी कर गया है गये सावन में ये दीवारें यूँ सीली नहीं थीं न जाने इस दफ़ा क्यूँ इनमें सीलन आ गयी है दरारें पड़ गयी हैं और सीलन इस तरह बहती है जैसे ख़ुश्क रुख़सारों पे गीले आँसू चलते हों... ये बारिश गुनगुनाती थी, इसी छत की मुंडेरों पर ये घर की खिड़कियों के काँच पर उंगली से लिख जाती थी संदेसे बिलखती रहती है बैठी हुई अब बंद रोशनदानों के पीछे... दोपहरें ऐसी लगती हैं बिना मोहरों के खाली खाने रखे हैं न कोई खेलने वाला है बाज़ी और ना कोई चाल चलता है... न दिन होता है अब न रात होती है सभी कुछ रुक गया है वो क्या मौसम का झौंका था जो इस दिवार पर लटकी हुई तस्वीर तिरछी कर गया है.... -  गुलज़ार

What is life? This gives me a big problem! What is life? More difficult to write in a poem! What is life? Bewildered and confused me a lot. What is life? How much you say it is short! What is life? Different people have different opinion, What is life? Among people nothing is common. What is life? No one satisfied with the conception and definition! What is life? Every one is leading a life of dissatisfaction! What is life? A bottom of depth-less deep, What is life? Who dares to fathom it?

I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song? Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still un-broke; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend .

It so happened that the day was filled with instances of comparisons in different shapes and forms and in the most unexpected of places. In a random fit of thoughtfulness, I was contemplating on what is the best thing to compare a bike to (don't ask why, even I don't know why). Shouldn't have been too difficult a task, one might say. After all its just 2 wheels, an engine in between & seating for 2, right? Not exactly. After a lot of soul searching, head scratching & goatee tugging it eventually dawned on me that women make for the aptest comparison. And so here I am penning my thoughts on the 2 bikes in my life so far & how closely they actually resemble women in their traits. The First Love : I still remember the day years ago when I first read the Overdrive (then India’s #1 auto magazine & bible for us enthusiasts) issue which had the test drive of the then just released Bajaj Pulsar. They put together a comparo with the other bikes ...

If you're leaving close the door.  I'm not expecting people anymore.  Hear me grieving, I'm lying on the floor.  Whether I'm drunk or dead I really ain't too sure.  I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man and my world is pale.  When a blind man cries, Lord, you know there ain't no sadder tale.  Had a friend once in a room,  Had a good time but it ended much too soon.  In a cold month in that room  We found a reason for the things we had to do.  I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man, now my room is cold.  When a blind man cries, Lord, you know he feels it from his soul. : Deep Purple

I am personally a huge fan of Pink Floyd !!! Here's a small collection of there unmatched lyrics which are also my personal favorites as i am able to relate so much with them somehow...  “ All you touch and all you see is all your life will ever be. ” - Breath It's a beautiful reminder to never ignore simplicity, to always try and recognize beauty. Sometimes you can find em in a bigger package but you shouldn't forget about the smaller once. After all life is a bitch and no one wanna die feeling sorry !!! :)  A silent beach.. just you and someone who wanna be with you.. making something freom the stars on a full moon night... Incomparable isn't it ?  "I've got a strong urge to fly. But I got nowhere to fly to." - No body home You were born alone... You will be living your whole life alone.. and in the end, die alone... Whatever may be the reason one or the other day everybody thinks to just run away somewhere. That we don't need this....

Because the female kind : 10. Pretend to be virtuous A recurring theme among many women is that they try to place themselves under a "holier than thou" light, never admitting that they fooled around or dividing their number of boyfriends by five. Now, we applaud those ladies who truly are innocent and pure, but the rest should stop trying to water down their past. Women are allowed to have just as much fun as guys, and they should find a man who can appreciate that. "Jai Ganga Maiya ki.." 9. Criticize other women Why is it that many women can't make a simple compliment toward another woman? They love to nitpick about everything from weight to hairstyle and everything in between. Only a woman will notice if another woman's shoes don't match her purse and turn it into a calamity.Granted there are some women who are readily willing to admit when another woman is hot, but most don't want to distract their men with any competition. Nevertheless...

"A transcendent state in which there is neither suffering, desire, nor sense of self, and the subject is released from the effects of  karma and the cycle of death and rebirth ... It liberates the soul from the effects of karma and from bodily existence." This is the best definition I can come up with. The question arises why the most "upgraded" species on the planet earth people will create such a myth ? Yes, we created this for ourselves just like some other myths like freedom, utopia and God.  I can see that everyone is running from something or for something. Some of them are running from others and a part of them is running from themselves. Everything we see or feel is just a paradox created by our "grandpa's" for us.  In the old times they used God as a third person who knows everything and whose responsible for all the happiness and all the pain they came across.Then there came a time when people started smoki...

ये वक़्त क्या है ये क्या है आखिर कि जो मसल्सल गुजर रहा है ये जब न गुज़रा था तब कहाँ था? कहीं तो होगा! गुज़र गया है तो अब कहाँ है? कहीं तो होगा ! कहाँ से आया, किधर गया है? ये कब से कब तक का सिलसिला है? ये वक़्त क्या है ? - Javed Akhtar Sahaab

You can choose to be happy or choose to be sad. It is a choice. Every tomorrow is a blank slate. You can do amazing things. And you can choose to amaze yourself every single day. You don’t need as much as you think you do to live a happy life. Saying “no” to something good in order to say “yes” to something better, later is ok. Its important to trust yourself sometimes. You can’t do everything. However, you can make a difference. The biggest hurdle sometimes is the fight for your attention – how you manage distractions (especially digital) will make or break you. People are not going to agree with you. There will be doubters. They don’t matter. The only thing you can control is you. Everything else has its own path and motion that may or may not intersect with your own path. But you can choose to direct your path so that it intersects with other paths that you would like it to. A life fully lived is void of excuses of any shape. Everyone has the...

जगत की सारी रचना भ्रम है, पांच तत्वों की घटना भ्रम है, मन की तुम्हारी व्यथा भी भ्रम है, संसार की हर एक कथा ही भ्रम है... हसना-खेलना, रोना-धोना, मानव जैसे बस एक खिलौना, इस खिलोन की काया भ्रम है, सारे मोह और माया भ्रम है.... स्वर्ग-नरक सब लोक-लोकांतर, जंतर-मंतर सब जनम-जनमांतर, नित्य करो तो वो भी भ्रम है, अनित्य करो तो वो भी भ्रम है... निराकार और साकार भ्रम है, इश्वर-अल्लाह-ओमकार भ्रम है, सत्य तो वो जो विनशे नाही, और जो विनशे वो भी भ्रम है...