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पहली बार हिंदी में पोस्ट लिख रही हूँ | कविताएँ जरूर लिखीं है । मुझे हमेशा हिचक बनी रहती है |हिंदी हमारी मातृभाषा है , किसी से कमतर नहीं पर न जाने क्यों, हिंदी में लिखने का विचार हमेशा मुझे सताता है |  काफ़ी समय से यह पोस्ट ड्राफ्ट्स में रखा हुआ था | मन में विचार आ आ कर रुकते थे की इसे पब्लिश करूँ या नहीं | चूँकि इसमें कुछ खास है नहीं, सिर्फ चंद पंक्तियाँ ही है, परन्तु पता नहीं क्यों दिल को छूती है | आज फाइनली इसे पब्लिश कर रही हु | इसे मैंने नहीं लिखा | कभी बहुत पहले कही पढ़ा या सुना था तो लिख कर रख लिया था | यह आदत है मेरी | कुछ अच्छा सुना या दिल को छूने वाला लेख पढ़ा, या फिर किसी से बात करते वक़्त ही अनायास कुछ अच्छा लगा, तो लिख लेती हूँ |

मैं हमेशा मानती हूँ, कि यह ज़िन्दगी हमें हर वक़्त, हर लम्हा, हर घड़ी कुछ न कुछ सिखाती ही रहती है | इन पंक्तियाँ में भी ऐसा ही कुछ है | जब कभी पढ़ो तो बल प्रदान करती है |

स्मृतियों में हमारे पास हमारी बहुत सी मुस्कानें सुरक्षित होती है | ढेर से दुखों , सुखों और उन पुराने दुखों से उबरने के सुखों की सुखद और भली स्मृतियाँ भी अपनी जगह बना कर स्मृतियों में कही सुरक्षित बनी रहती हैं | और गाहे बगाहे जब हम किसी नए दुःख से टकराते है तो हम स्मृतियों में सुरक्षित उन्ही सुखद और भले दिनों की स्मृतियों की शरणगाह अपनाते है | यहीं से हमें फिर उबरने , फिर लौटने और फिर खड़े होने का सहस भी मिलता है |


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Finally.. the solution

I expect
Am ready to do
That much for you

I will not do
That much

Will that
deteriorate, lessen
My Expectations??

Yes yes !!
I become you
And am not
Hurt now

I learn from you
You taught me

Thank you!!
Being my teacher.


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हो जा ज़रा मतलबी

अकेले आये थे अकेले जाएंगे,
दुनियादारी के चक्कर में क्या पाएंगे ।

सिर्फ अपने लिए, खुल कर जियो
डरो मत बस करो, जो मन कहे वो ।

करो शुक्रिया, ज़िन्दगी जी लो पूरी
कुछ ख्वाहिशें रह न जाये अधूरी ।



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Modern society ? Busted!!

Misha don’t want to trouble Shantanu, so she never told him about any such incidents. She knew she only has to understand and she is doing. Shantanu might be knowing but what can he do?

Misha feels like she is still living in the 70s and 80s time, of which she had heard from her mother.  Where a bahu (DIL) had no power and choice on her own life. Every time she has to ask her in-laws for permission.

A call from her “previous” (yes, as per society that WAS her family. Now this is her family) family directly to her is so much a thing of prestige and pride for her in-laws that it created a mayhem. How can they call her directly and don’t call and ask them first? They are the elders of family, they should be given respect. Now God knows how can one get respect by shouting and asking for it.

Yes, she felt bad, even shed few tears silently, but more she was feeling pity towards those “elders” and how “kiddish” they had behaved. She is equanimious and is just watching the situation as a third person without reacting and only observing.

She asks herself : what could have been done so that this.. unrest and turbulence would have been avoided.
1. She should not have told about the phone call (as always)
2. The elders should have shown some elderness, maturity and handled the situation properly.

From many such situations, Misha is learning everyday. She thank all of them and many such people around her to make her wiser day by day. Now she knows and understands very well, how to handle situation, so as to maintain relations. She knows thinking and worrying more about this will push her more towards depression. So she will not let the negativity creeps in. She is good now.

How in today’s age one pretend to be so open minded but unfortunately reality comes out time and again. Arey, trust her once. Give her few chances. If you are saying your daughter and DIL are equal to you, treat her like that. Just don’t say for the sake of saying. How can you just think and make your own opinion about a person.


By misbehaving, a person is not insulting other, but is deteriorating his own respect. He is just satisfying and nurturing his ego.

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It’s a dream

From last few days I was trying on some lucid dreaming. Yes,  lucid dreaming means conscious dreaming.

Science says,  there are conscious, unconscious and subconscious mind.  When we are awake our conscious mind is active. We are aware (so called) of everything. But when we are asleep our subconscious mind works. This is where the dreams come from.

Lucid dreaming is not that easy. When you try doing it, conscious mind can’t go completely inactive. And then You can’t sleep when your mind is working. It is like a vicious circle.

Now, what I am experimenting is being aware in dreams. That is knowing that i am dreaming. My first logic is whenever something unusual happens, I ask “is this a dream? “. Sounds easy huh ?? but it’s not that easy. We are so used to and habitual to dreams that we don’t even realize when we dream. We take it as reality until we wake up.

Second, I ask,  “what happened few moments back?” , “how I reached here?”. It happens only in dreams that we suddenly land up at some random place or situation. We don’t know what happened earlier and how we came at that place.

It happens in dream that our two sets of people we know assemble together at one place. Like, in one of my dreams i have my school and college friends gathered at one place and interacting,. They don’t know each other in real lives but they do in my dreams.

From above practices and experimenting, i learned a bit aobut Lucid Dreaming. Sometimes it happens that we can’t differentiate between dream and reality unless something unusual / unwanted happens. Like, I remember once I lost my mobile.. Then I asked myself where did I forgot it, when I saw it last time. Chill, this is a dream. Mobile is safe 😛

In the same scene earlier, I was in a marriage. Don’t know whose, don’t know what place, all unknown people. Which does not happens normally. Point here is,  my mind didn’t questioned anything unless my mobile was lost. And then, as my conscious mind started waking and realising that it is a dream, I was no more dreaming. Sigh.

Still need more practice. Learning is a continuous process and am learning.

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Starting with Small Steps Everyday..

What is the reason of our griefs??

Why are we disturbed?

Why we feel agitated at times?

Many a times I ponder upon such questions. Being with family and with in-laws it happens time and again. Somebody says something. Another one punctuate at times. Someone interrupts when you doing some work. It is not necessary that person is hurting you intentionally.

We cannot control the situation or that person. What we can control is ourselves. Our thoughts are the root cause of our griefs, disturbances, and agitation. That person and situation is gone. That moment passed. Person got engaged in something else. But we and our thoughts are continuously repeating those particular harsh words and keep on practising some answers for future. Or just talking to self about how and why s/he can say like that and remembering other wrong deeds of that particular person.

Eventually what is the outcome?? We hurt ourselves mentally and emotionally.

So what can be done? I got the answer to this one evening watching TV.

Again as i say.. everything out there teach us something. I am not a regular viewer of daily soaps, or any of those saas-bahu melodramatic series. But one bahu i watch daily is ‘our Rajni Kant‘. It is so easy to handle matters even as complicated and tangled as noodles the way she does.

There is so much to learn from that TV series in our daily lives and relationship.

“Ye feature toh mujhme he hi nahi”.

Mostly our negatives are the reactions to someone else’s deed or words . “Usne aisa bola, aisa kiya,  ab dekho me kya karta hu. Next time agar aisa Kaha na to main ye jawab dunga”..

There are uncountable instances like such in our daily lives. In such situation why not say “Ye feature toh mujhme he hi nahi” and move on happily.

It needs a lot of work and higher level spiritual growth along with self analysis to be equanimous even with positive emotions and vibrations. But at least we can take the first step. Small steps with negative emotions. Whenever some negative, or wrong thought comes, we must follow Rajni.

Come Anger, frustration, jealousy, sadness, depression, doubt, regret, fear, hatred..“Ye feature toh mujhme he hi nahi” 🙂 I do.. Who else want to join in??

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Am I ok?

Am I alright?

Am smiling
Not happy
Not excited

Am sad
Not hurt
In the heart

Eyes closed
But no sleep
Body at rest

Am at peace
Am not reacting
As expected by
The world’s norms

Am observing
Things as..
As they are
But not reacting

Just accepting
With peace
And Happiness
And love

Left the “me”
Behind the “we”
For him
For us

Am I really ok?

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सवाल – जवाब


पीठ करके सो तो रहे हैं,
नींद न तुम्हे आती है
न मुझे

चुप मैं हूँ
गुम तुम भी हो
शब्द सारे कहाँ खो गए

आँखे मूंदी ली, चारों,
पर मैं नहीं सो रही
क्या तुम सो गए ?


मुझे सीखा दिया ये हुनर ख़ुदा ने
जैसे बीती रात कुछ हुआ ही न हो |
सुबह उठे हम एक दूजे से लिपटे हुए,
बाँहों में एक दूजे की, निश्छल, सरल
जैसे रात को मुँह फेर सोए ही न हो ||


हर इंसा को सीखा दे ये हुनर ऐ ख़ुदा
जैसे बीती रात कुछ हुआ ही न हो |
सुबह उठे सब गम भुल के, बच्चे की तरह,
जैसे रात को रूठ कर सोया ही न हो ||

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Came across this on some FB group. It ignited a war of words within me. It’s always been a topic of debate.


Yes I am from that generation. (Most of us are.) I was one of those kids. I had seen my mother sacrificing everything only to make us happy. Somewhere deep down I also had that feeling that sacrifice is the only way to live.

This type of conditioning need to be changed. Of course, parents are not doing this intentionally. They are not telling or teaching their children to sacrifice for other’s happiness. They are just doing what they have learnt by watching their parents. And their children see them and learn. Children learn what they see.

As the time passes and kids grow up, it becomes a habit. Sacrificing and compromising is now a part of  the behavior. As a kid and still in teenage, they continue to think of others (definitely our loved ones) before “own self”. This mindset, if not changed and, if freezes deep down in roots of mind, will do no good but bad. So,this wiring need a repair-maintenance in today’s world.

Time has changed and so should we.

I am not saying that don’t think about others at all. It is like “don’t think of others at the cost of your own self”. As I grow up I realized that it is more important to make “yourself” happy before others. Whenever making others happy calls for a sacrifice or a compromise, never take that call. If ever you do or if you have to then don’t call it a relation. It was just a give-take business.

NOW I am shifting focus of my camera to “myself” from others.

Now, I am not going to sacrifice any damn thing for anyone out there. Yes you heard me right.. I won’t. Till now I had done what I did. Now I will live my own life.. making ME happy first.. then others.

Ask yourself – Happy me or happy others ?? I agree I am not that that kind who will always be happy to make others happy (and myself unhappy). I will be happy if I am happy. Without sacrifices without compromises. As simple as that.

Let us live our OWN life happily.


I started loving myself and will going to be happy. JUST FOR ME.. YES CALL ME SELFISH.


One of my very good friend told me. She is so true saying this.

“Khud ke liye bahut baar bura banana padta he. And when this happens you learn better that it is just you and yourself who matters.”


So, Come on world call me bad, call me selfish, call me arrogant but this is me.. This is happy me and free me.


P.S. alright I am taking this risk of writing this. I challenged myself to be me and no more hiding. No hard feelings.

P.P.S – I do not care for what people think of me. What i think of myself is what matters. Breaking my “statue” in your hands.

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No Man’s Land

Familiarity breeds contempt.

Very true it is. The more you are familiar, more are the chances of loosing your respect. The more you are close, (let’s talk with respect to country, person or anything) much more are the chances of disturbances.

Abundance of any particular thing decreases it’s value, closeness of countries give rise to political disturbances, and freeness with a person causes misunderstanding.

There should always be a ‘No-man’s land’. Be it physical between borders or between relations.

If there be faith, love and trust, then, is there really any need of this No-man’s land?

I personally do not believe and agree with this. If trust is there in any relationship then familiarity can’t breed contempt at all. And if it does then there is just a formality not a relationship.

Once you take that place / person as your own is there really a need to maintain that space??

Why should anyone create a scenario or some background before saying anything. May be because s/he is afraid of the reaction of the other person. May be s/he thinks that it may be understood wrong, or will get hurt or hurt someone. May be the listener don’t understand the thing in the same way s/he trying to say. But again the reason for this lack of trust??

One more reason I can think of this is a person’s conditioning. We, (specially ‘Indian girls’) are wired to say, act and behave in such a way that no one gets hurt, even at the cost of her own feelings and sacrifices. And evidently it happens that the person just keep on thinking of the pros and cons of the conversation.

Pure and true relation does not need any background to say or discuss something. We can say clearly whatever we want and the other person will understand it in the same way.

This reminds me of a movie ‘Drishyam’. Where in the end Ajay Devgan so diplomatically answers their question. That is my favorite part. It was rather necessary at that particular moment. Because those standing in front of him are not his own people, nor they are attached in any way. So it was necessary. His direct words would have definitely gone against him. But this should not happen with our loved ones.


There is a saying in Hindi ‘अति सर्वत्र वर्जयेत् ‘ means ‘too much of anything is bad’

But I am not talking about that ‘too much’ here. What we are discussing here is just to be free with someone / something and the need of No-man’s land.

Say it be between countries; things-fruits, veggies, other eatables, usable or any other damn thing ; husband-wife, brother-sisters, friends, parents, or any other relation.

What are your thoughts on this, let me know in the comment section below.

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ख्वाहिश थी एक  ही
तुम्हारी खास बनूँ सिर्फ मैं ही,

किया हर जतन
साथ निभाया हर कदम,

और तुमने क्या किया ??
बड़ी आसानी से कह दिया –

“तूम भी हो औरों की तरह”
और मुझे तुम्हारी और खुद
अपनी ही नज़रों में गिरा दिया !!

शामिल-ए-आम कर दिया,
तुमने ये क्या कह दिया !!

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फर्श पर बिखरे हुए
बेजान शब्द उठाए
उसने पिरोई माला
दोहराई दस दफा
किया  इंतज़ार

कर दी माला
लबों से नहीं
आँखों से ।


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विचारों की गति इतनी तेज़ होती हैं,इतने तेज़ी से विचार आते और जाते हैं की उनको शब्दों में बयां करना मुश्किल हो जाता हैं। विचारों की भीड़ इतनी ज्यादा हो जाती है, ऐसा लगता है अकेले कहीं खो गई हूँ, भीड़ में साथी का हाथ छूट गया हो अचानक । इतनी घबराहट। पता नहीं कहाँ जा रही हूँ, बस भीड़ के साथ यहाँ- वहां गिरते जा रही हूँ।

एक पल में सम्हाला खुद को, एक आशा की किरण दिखी, राहत मिली, पर फिर अगले ही पल गिरना अखरता है।

इतनी भीड़ कभी सही नहीं जाती। मन करता हैं भाग जाऊ कही। पर अपने ही विचारों से, अपने आप से, कैसे भागूं ??

कोई अपने आप से कैसे भाग सकता हैं ?? किसी को आता हो तो मुझे भी बताए |

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Maleficent : “Mine”

I love
I get hurt
Coz I
Things as mine
You mine

I learned
It is
‘Mine’ factor
‘My’ factor

Not mine
I won’t
Get hurt

When i
I am

Are not
Hurt me.

If those were
Really mine
They won’t
Hurt me
You won’t
Hurt me

You are
Not mine
Just for

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I love
I expect,
Am hurt.

Turn into,

No hurt
No expectations
No love

Am Scared..

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