Saturday, December 13

कुछ एहसास

हरी हरी घास पर खाली पैर चलने का एहसास

शहर के बीचोबीच अपने पूरे होने का एहसास

ओस की ठंडी बूंदे जो छू जाये इन तलवों को 

उनमे वो बचपनवाली ख़ुशी मिलने का एहसास...

Tuesday, July 29

Why does misery of other people make us happy?

Alok Rodinhood Kejriwal Facebooked today this “Why does misery of other people make us happy?” and this is my take on the same question. I fail to answer it but I don’t crave happiness – it comes naturally (sometimes due to reasons and rest of the times without them).

Now, isn’t happiness the natural state of human beings. We are born with a basic understanding of love and all other form of emotions comes by with experience. So, why it is that happiness finds it difficult to come by us when we grow up? The momentary joy of being able to say “I told you so” or “You deserved it” is more fun than actually helping them face the problem. What has made us degrade from that blissful state into the sordid one? Why does inflicting pain, directly or indirectly bring that fleeting feeling of festivity to our heart?

We seek happiness in material things or a cigarette smoked or a drink had, but we forget the conversation we had over the drink or that smoke. We just remember that bad hangover after one too many drinks. We take pleasure in sharing our tales of sorrow to all, even when we know no one is really interested in listening to it.

We seek happiness in what makes others miserable. We enjoy from the fact that someone is unhappy either because of us or due to something that we didn’t do, which might have helped that person through. Somehow we have forgotten the natural instinct of loving people and being in a state of sheer happiness, without being sadist about it.

Perhaps we have forgotten that joy is best when it is shared with people you love and sorrows sort of mellow down in company. Loneliness never enhances happiness and never allows distress to get out of your life. As a rule we are bound to be with people, but our current lifestyle has made us impervious to any feelings of joy and has increased the craving. Maybe that is why we enjoy scorn, sarcasm and sadism instead of love, happiness and laughter.

Friday, April 4

Reasons to be happy...

I am very happy today. No reason. Or wait there is a reason. I went shopping and bought a designer Saree that had caught my eye almost a year back and somehow it was not sold. Probably it is too expensive as per the market norms and was not actually worth the price or may be it was just waiting there for me. Whichever is true, I got it and the sense owning it has made me little too cheery. I therefore enjoyed a movie more than I normally would.

So, when I sit in that happy mood on my 15th floor balcony, I get a little philosophical thinking that now I have started to need reasons to be happy. Since when we started having the needs of owning material objects to feel the joy that should come naturally to us. Isn't sadness the thing that comes with reasons. I was happy when got this house, mind you its still on rent but yes its mine. I was happy when I got my wedding dress designed. I was happy when I bought a phone (tablet).

I don't have the days or reasons when I truly was happy without any specific material reason. I remember the day when my first boss from second job (boss was same and so was the office) asked me why are you smiling, share it with us and make everyone smile. I replied that since when people started needing reasons to be happy. He told me that I am going bonkers if I am smiling or being happy for no reason. And back then I just smiled at him. But now honestly, I have changed to be like him, and this is not a change that I wanted to happen to me.

I indulged in the race that I once avoided and now I have become a rat, but who cares if I win or not. I wish to be happy, the way I was on the day my boss told me I am mad. I wish to be happy like the day I hugged my niece and she kissed me back. I wish to be happy to see my father smile when he saw the smartphone I and my sister gifted him.

They still are reasons but at least they are intangible assets. I wish there would a day soon where I would be happy without reasons, until then intangible assets should do.

Tuesday, January 21

हम तुम्हारे हुए

ज़माने हुए कुछ साथ मे लिखे हुए
कुछ अल्फ़ाज़ होंठो से गिरे हुए. 
किसे चुनने की फुरसत है यहाँ
हम तो बैठे है उनकी आँखों मे डूबे हुए.

शब्दो के मायने उनके लबो पर बदले हैं
दूरियों से परे उनकी आहट छलके है.
ज़माने हुए कुछ साथ मे कहे हुए
कौन समझेगा की शब्द यहाँ बेमाने हुए.

ये वक़्त ठेहरा है अब उसी मोड़ पर
जहां मुड़ कर वो गए तन्हा छोड़ कर.
साथ रहकर वक़्त काटे हुए ज़माने हुए
अब हर लम्हा इस ज़िंदगी मे हम तुम्हारे हुए.