Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Partition - विभाजन

- बाबाजी के समय एक घटना थी विभाजन। बाउजी के समय एक कहानी...

- और आज? आज विभाजन क्या है?

- कोरे कागजो पर बिलखती स्याही... 

Thursday, August 13, 2015

जीवन, समय और मौत

"उस ओर?" जीवन ने हाथ से इशारा करते हुए पूछा ।

"नहीं" लगभग चीखते हुए समय बोला, " नहीं, उस ओर जिंदगी धधक रही है ! "

बच्चों सा चहकने वाला जीवन सहम कर रह गया...



और फिर वो दोनों चल पड़े, उस ओर, जहाँ मौत बाहें फैलाये उनके इंतज़ार में बैठी थी ।

Colour grey

Colour 'Grey' stands alone in the world full of colours. It’s not the darkest. On a 'fair' enough scale, not even comparatively dark. It’s not the lightest. Not relatively light in rainbowic situations. It’s not colourful. It’s not colourless. It’s not incomplete, and not at all fulfilled. 

It is the best colour to describe raw human emotions. 

The colour ‘Grey' gives me power. It asks me to stand alone if it’s required. It tells me to tell the truth even to the closest ones. And to lie even to the unknowns. It makes me feel colourless. And, I believe, if something has the power of draining the colours from your life, you should follow it. Because, only then, it becomes a religion superior enough to win your faith. And a God genuine enough to be worshipped. 

Grey is what drives me. It keeps my insanity alive against the profanity of my inner-self. 


I wonder what would happen if the blood that bleed in my veins was grey.    

Sunday, August 9, 2015

My thoughts on the word 'AIM'

I don’t have any aim


Do you know what you do to this world when you have an ‘aim’. You are going to - first- use, then- utilise and finally, exploit the resources of entire universe. Yeah, that’s what having an ‘aim’ will do to you. That’s what aim does to you. It makes you kill habitats and lives. 

'Aim' is such a selfish word. And a misused one as well. I disagree to believe that everyone can be so selfish that they will contribute to killing this world just so that they can prove to themselves that they can achieve something that they are highly unsure of initially.

'Aim' is a futile word added to human consciousness, just so that the 'purpose' of having this world can be ended.