पप्पू मामा

एक बरगद की छाया में
  दिन गुज़रते थे कभी,
  टहनियों से लटक के झूल लेते थे,
  शाम की छाँव में पराठे और चाय तो
  रोज़ की ही आदत थी,

लिबास पे चिपकी धूल
  जिसकी झाड से साफ़ होती थी,
  और मोटरसाइकल की पहली नसीहत भी
  उसी के ही इर्द गिर्द थी,

ठिठुरते हाथों को अलाव की गर्मी
  जिसके नीचे ही मिल जाती,
  कोहरे की आड़ में धुआं भी
  उसी शाख के पीछे सुलग जाती थी,

तभी किसी ने साथ छुडवा कर
  शहर तबादला करवा दिया
  और पता चला की दीमकों को
  खबर लग गयी इस पेड़ की,

आते जाते समझता तो था
  की वो मुरझा रहा है,
  पर खोखलेपन के लिए
  कोई मीठी गोली न ढूँढ पाया,

आज उस घोसले तक पहुंचा
  जो झाड़ में ही छुपा था,
  पता चला लकड़ी गिरने से पहले ही
  चूजों ने उड़ना सीख लिया था !

Do Not Disturb

I left the peak somewhere down... let me be in the clouds for sometime ,

I flood the dryness in some desert of mine... let me walk drenched, a while.

still there !

The night has well passed by,
but still there's darkness on the horizon;

A lot has been spoken of,
but still exists is a word full turmoil inside;

Free-fall has already been achieved,
but still the will to dive is alive;

Everything put on the stakes is lost,
but still... the game should go on.

have known 'em.... probably

An uncountable number of times i have seen people, a lot of which are my friends, go around burning tobacco or may be swinging around with an alcohol filled glass.
Having asked so many of them, i've got more or less a common set of answers.They all say that 'it' gives a certain 'kick', an 'out of world feeling', some thing that 'makes you more bolder' or may be 'takes you to a state where anything, mind ya, anything can be done or achieved'(associated more with alcohol than tobacco). It sometime compels me to think 'whoohh..!!! wat a wonderful feeling it would be' that no body wants to call him/herself out, once plunged in.
A thousand of times i have been offered the so called means of achieving the 'never been there state', but to their disappointment i have been solemnly refusing them, no matter what the occasion be.I can't exactly define the reasons of doing so, but have never rubbished their 'tastes'.In these three and a half years of college, after having lost close to 40 pounds on the weighing scale, shrinking down by around 7-8 inches on my tummy and blowing away half of my scalp growth, i have inhaled volumes of burning tobacco smoke and smelled vapors of almost all kinds of fermented sugars.This probably gives me the right of not being called a 'wet behind ears' when it comes to 'these' stuffs, so what if none of 'it' has gone in intentionally. Or does it..?? i dunno...!!!! and neither do i want to.
And as far as the feeling of 'neverland' is concerned, i think it depends on your then state of mind, which can be elevated by other 'n' no. of ways around.

struck on face, twice in 24 hrs.

Not something to write about but didn't find a way to vent it out..
For last one week , was literally painting these two events in my mind
but the almighty had other plans.
he, who i am the closest to,here in the college, wasn't accorded something he deserved the most. The look on his face after the declaration of the results keeps haunting me, since then he has stopped behaving like real him.This is just not going down well with him and so certainly not with me. It feels so helpless not being able to comfort him out of this.
Within 24 hrs, i had it again, the most fitting person to one of the most important jobs that possibly affects our job placements, was denied of the post. why...??? all b'coz of some baseless, parochial thinking and petty group ism by the classmates.
Personally, now it seems that i was disillusioned earlier that the deserving gets what he should but now those notions seems to have taken a walk away from me, for never to return.
Don't know why, but more than the above two unfortunates , i feel like having lost on quite a few fronts in those nightmarish 24 hrs.