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Thursday, January 31, 2013

I Dislike Dogs


There..I finally said it !! High time too ! I’ve always wanted to declare it publicly, but for some reason, saying this is a definite no-no in our society these days. As soon as you utter the taboo words “I dislike dogs”, you’re taken for being a cold, cruel, monstrous person who is unemotional and devoid of love.

I was invited by a friend for dinner last night. Upon ringing the doorbell the friend opened the door, before I could say a “hi”, a dog was all over me barking, pawing, licking and terrifying me in general.  To make matters worse, the friend was laughing.

“He gets so excited when someone visits ! Sit Fido sit !”

“Yes well...can’t you sort of...tie him up or lock him in somewhere while I’m here..?” I ask in a feeble trembling voice.

She looks deeply hurt, shocked and pained. I am made to feel as if I have requested Fido’s execution.

“He’s only hugging you. He won’t do anything. Sit Fido baby!” she replies in a voice that hints I have displeased her.

Fido does NOT get locked, rather, throughout the meal, he sits right beside me with his tongue hanging out, his eyes staring at me with a triumphant glint that reminded me how I was at his mercy.

I wonder, why do dog owners impose their dogs on everyone ? Why can’t they understand that if they love their dog that’s great, but their neighbors or visitors may not share their enthusiasm. I know this lady who’s dog often runs after the neighbors kids, snarling. She laughs and says “he’s just playing.” Is her dog’s entertainment so important to her that it makes her blind to other people’s discomfort ?

The worst part is that certain dog lovers who don’t like certain things that I like, never fail to voice out their opinion and expect me to understand their viewpoint, and yet, the second I say I dislike dogs they act like I am the scum of the earth and ostracize me.

The world has gone dog crazy.  People love and care more for their dogs than they would a fellow human being. Referring to dogs as "kids" and giving them human names. People are willing to pay to feed their dogs and buy all these other fancy things but they won’t feed the homeless.

Most of the time, I force a smile so as not to cause offence to dog owners, but the truth is that I don’t like dogs. I never have and I never will.

Monday, January 28, 2013

The Unfinished Stories

I have so many unfinished stories. A few I left unfinished due to lack of motivation, some due to writer's block and others simply out of boredom.

Sometimes  there are too many characters clamoring in my head to be let out. Some characters are never committed to paper, however much we may love them and I truly feel sorry for them. I honestly feel everyone deserves a chance to be heard. I feel their pain and hear their silent cries...Some characters are flawed, and yet I love them. However hard I may try being detached from the characters I get emotionally attached to some of them.
My friend Mehreen says "But they are just that - fictional characters. You cant love them !"
How do I explain to her that It's a wonderful experience when we are able to identify and consciously bond with a character who exists between the written pages, because that's when life is exchanged.

What does bother me though is that beyond a point some characters become all too real. They get a life of their own. They take over the plot.
Devyani is one such character. Even though she's purely fictional, writing about her scares me. I have always been in awe of this character. I fear that once I commit her to paper she'll take a life of her own. I fear of what will happen if she decided to bring out her opinions, desires and dreams on paper. At every turn she has made her presence felt strongly and helplessly I bowed down to her.
I guess sometimes the story's characters know better what needs to happen than we their creators do. And sometimes like thoughts, some stories are better left unfinished. Sometimes not having an ending does not matter....

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Absence makes the heart grow fonder

There is a famous saying "familiarity breeds contempt". Sometimes, we should give a person the gift of missing us so that once again they will be reminded of the reasons they loved and had us in their life.
Currently reading Kumar Vishvas's Poetry:

koi deewana kehta hai koi paagal samjhta hai.. 
dharti ki baichani to bus baadal samjhta hai.. 
tu mujhsai door kaisi hai mai tujhsai door kaisa hu.. 
ye mera dil samjhta hai ye tera dil samjta hai..

mohabat ek ehsaaso ki paawan si kahani hai.. 
kabhi kabira deewana tha kabhi meera diwaani hai.. 
yahan sab log kehte hai meri aakho mai aansu hai.. 
jo tu samjhe to moti hai jo na samjhe to paani hai..

Monday, January 21, 2013

Mein Tainu Pher Milan Gi

Been listening to this poem by Amrita Pritam recited by Gulzar. This has been one of my all time favorites. I've always been moved by the sheer beauty of the words. There is something captivating..heart touching about this poem.

Main Tenu Fir Milaan Gi
Kithey? Kis Tarah? Pata Nai
Shayad Terey Takhayul Di Chinag Ban Ke
Terey Canvas Tey Utraan Gi
Ya Khowrey Terey Canvas Dey Utey
Ikk Rahasmayi Lakeer Ban Ke
Khamosh Tenu Tak Di Rawaan Gi

Yaa Khowrey Sooraj Di Loo Ban Ke
Terey Rangaan Wich Ghulaan Gi
Yaa Rangaan Diyan Bahwaan Wich Baith Ke
Terey Canvas Nuu Walaan Gi
Pata Nai Kiss Tarah? Kithey?
Par Tenu Zaroor Milaan Gi

Yaa Khowrey Ikk Chashma Bani Howaan Gi
Tey Jeevan Jharneyaan Da Paani Udd-da
Main Paani Diyaan Boondaan
Terey Pindey Tey Malaan Gi
Tey Ikk Thandak Jahi Ban Ke
Teri Chaati Dey Naal Lagaan Gi
Main Hor Kujh Nai Jaandi
Par Aena Jaandi
Ke Waqt Jo Vii Karey Ga
Aey Janam Mairey Naal Turey Ga

Aey Jism Mukda Hai
Tay Sab Kujh Muk Jaanda
Par Chaityaan Dey Dhaagey
Kaainaati Kana Dey Hundey
Main Onhaan Kana Nuu Chunaan Gi
Dhaageyaan Nuu Walaan Gi
Tey Tenu Main Fair Milaan Gi…

Amrita Pritam.

I will meet you yet again
How and where? I know not.
Perhaps I will become a
figment of your imagination
and maybe, spreading myself
in a mysterious line
on your canvas,
I will keep gazing at you.

Perhaps I will become a ray
of sunshine, to be
embraced by your colours.
I will paint myself on your canvas
I know not how and where –
but I will meet you for sure.

Maybe I will turn into a spring,
and rub the foaming
drops of water on your body,
and rest my coolness on
your burning chest.
I know nothing else
but that this life
will walk along with me.

When the body perishes,
all perishes;
but the threads of memory
are woven with enduring specks.
I will pick these particles,
weave the threads,
and I will meet you yet again.

Amrita Pritam.

Aah Ko Chahiye Ek Umr Asar Hone Tak

A sigh needs a lifetime to take effect..Sometimes it takes a lifetime to die and sometimes no time at all

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Mirza Ghalib

" Hain aur bhi duniya mein sukhanwar bohot achche kehte hain ki Ghalib ka hai andaaz-e-bayaan aur....."

The more I read Mirza Ghalib's work, the more I fall in love with him. It is not as if I'm reading his Ghazals and Nazms for the first time, but I find  new meanings every time I read his couplets...maybe it is because my own thoughts are ever-changing and so new perspectives open up every time I read Ghalib.

In my dreams I often go to Chandni Chowk and Ballimaran Gali, I visit Ghalib's house and see an old man sitting on the steps of the front porch, he smiles and says in a soft voice "So you're finally here...what took you so long..? The words were about to wither away...."

Sometimes I long to visit his Haveli in Ballimaran, to see the area as he saw it, to hear the stories and echoes of an era gone by...but I wonder...would the wonder of his poetry still be there ? I think not. Ghalib's beloved Delhi is already dead, maybe I should never visit his Haveli..that way I can keep the magic alive in my heart and have many more conversations with him in my dreams..

Tuesday, January 08, 2013

Raakh Ke Dher Ne...

Koi gesu, koi aachal humein aawaz na 
Ab kisi aankh ka kajal humein aawaz na de
Hum hain khamosh toh khamosh hi rehne do humein
Koi aahat koi hulchul humein aawaz ne de
Hum ne tanhai ko mehboob bana rakha hai
Raakh ke dher ne sholon ko daba rakha hai

I am not usually an outwardly sentimental person. At least, not in front of other people. But there are some songs I absolutely cannot listen to without crying...and this one tops the list. I can't entirely explain why this song makes me cry. It just does :)

Sunday, January 06, 2013

SMS haye haye !!

This has been bothering me for the last few days and I decided I would rant here and get it off my mind.

I am tech savvy. I too use the short message service (SMS) like most people. I too use the SMS lingo to a certain extent to get the message through. The point here is, using a U for a you or OMG for oh my god or R for are or gr8 for great is all fine but lately the abbreviations are more into murdering the language rather than conveying the message !!

Recently a friend signed off a message with HAND which left me wondering what it was, upon asking, I was told it meant "have a nice day" !! Another message had a NRN - no reply necessary ! Moreover, the emoticons have become so popular that I see people aping them. A friend showing surprise actually opened her mouth and stared in the " :-O " style !!

I am in agony. SMS has become a pain in the **** (pardon my language people). I see a future where SMS degrees and diploma courses will be conducted in colleges, SMS language books will be published. Movies will have people speaking in SMS lingo and all facial expressions will be as per the Yahoo emoticons
On ths nte I rst my cs ( and if you didnt understand the last line..dude go learn the SMS lingo !!!)

Thursday, January 03, 2013

Nomadic Existence

I have  lead a nomadic existence..from living abroad with my parents to returning back to my home town..and off to Jaipur..Ahmedabad..Pune..and now back abroad again. It may sound strange but I carry the essence of all those places and feel connected to each and every one of them.

The things that irritated me, the places and people I disliked, all take on a new dimension once I leave. Remembering the people I avoided for whatever reason brings a smile to my face, there's a feeling of warmth even in things that left me irritated. The mundane life I lead in my hometown, the loneliness I experienced in Jaipur,  the frustrations and struggle of Ahmedabad, and Pune’s traffic and hectic life..looking back, none of it seems what it did earlier.  Maybe it is because deep down we can never really let go of our yesterdays. Places change, people change, situations change..but the one permanent thing in our life is our memories that stay buried deep down in our heart only to emerge at random moments, sometimes making us happy and sometimes making us sad.

However much we deny, we all like to live in our pasts. The present is what we’re going through, and the future is unknown. The past and its memories are the only treasure that no one can deny us of.

Tuesday, January 01, 2013

Happy New Year 2013

Like Birds, Let us leave behind what we don't need to carry...
Life is beautiful enjoy it.