एक अनोखी शाम …..

उस सुनहरी शाम में
ढलते सूरज के लालिमा से ढकी
चढ़ते हुए चाँद की चांदनी में सजी
एक अनोखी मदहोशी सी छा रही थी

हर शाम तारों से सजी
समूचे आकाश में तन के फैलती हुई
अपने आँचल की सिकुड़ती हुई रंगीनियों को देखकर
बरबस चरमरा रही थी

ढोल बाजे की धुन पर नाचते दूल्हे के दोस्त,
बरात का स्वागत करती सालियों की खिलखिलाहट,
कुछ जानी पहचानी बातें बता कर जा रही थी।

मुंडेर से झांकती औरतों की फुसफुसाहट
घूँघट में ढंकी दुल्हन की आहट
ने बांधा कुछ ऐसा समां

की आज कोयल सी काली रात में भी
घरवालों के मुख पर पसरी ख़ुशी की चमक
गजब छा रही थी

थी तो वो एक मामूली सी शादी ही
पर उसके मायने कुछ दबी सी पहेलियाँ बुझा रही थी

रंग रूप से परे उस उत्सव में प्रकृति भी झूम के गा रही थी
जिस सूरत ने तेज़ाब में अपने सपने घोल दिए थे
आज वही सूरत एक फ़रिश्ते के साथ एक नए शिखर की ओर कदम बढ़ा रही थी।

एक फौलादी हौसले की कहानी
आज समाज में गाई जा रही थी
जब उस दरिंदगी से लड़कर जीती वो
एसिड अटैक सर्वाइवर एक नयी मिसाल कायम किये जा रही थी

उस शख्स की इंसानियत की क्या मिसाल दे दोस्तों
इस मौखौटे की ज़िन्दगी से परे
उस के सच्चाई की चमक पुरे देश को चमका रही थी
उस दूल्हे की पसंद समाज के खोखले दृष्टिकोण को ठेंगा दिखा रही थी

कहने को तो वो थी एक
मन्त्रों से सजी, रस्मों से बंधी
सात वचनों की शादी
पर उनके मायनो में वो शास्त्रों को भी झूठला रही थी

वो एक अद्भुदत शाम थी
जिसमे चाँद और तारें तो वही थे
पर उस शादी की चमक
आकाश की चांदनी फीकी किये जा रही थी


याद हैं न?

वो दो लफ़्ज़ों की बातें,

वो दो किस्सों की रातें

वो दो पलों की मुलाकातें

याद हैं न?


वो दो तारे जगमगाते

वो दो जाम छलकाते

वो दो गाने गुनगुनाते हम

याद हैं न?


वो दो पलों का श्रृंगार,

वो दो पलों का दीदार

दीवार की ओट से झांकना

उन्ही दो लम्हो में कायनात पा जाना

याद हैं न?


वो दो आंसू टपकाना

वो दो बातों में मुस्कुराना

वो दो क्षणों का रूठना

वही दो.पलों में मान जाना

याद है न?


वो दो पलों की नाराज़गी

वो दो पलों की बदमाशी

वो दो जहा की  बातें

वो सब से अलग  चाहतें

याद है न?


वो दो रायों के तेरे उसूल

वो दो खेमो में बटें रसूख

वो दो ही झगड़ों में भूल जाना वादें

वो दो ही पलों में अलग हो जाना

याद  है न


उन दो  पलों में मिल जाना

वो दो ही पलों में सब ख़तम हो जाना

याद है न

याद है न…..

Marriage Expenses- A flush of Money!!

A girl close to my house was married off in a hurry to a NRI because he was ready to bear all the marriage expenses. The girl did not like the guy, she said he was suspicious but she was reprimanded, having said that marriage is not a play. They would never be able to marry her with so much pomp n show as in this case. Just because they were relieved of the heavy marriage expenses the girl was given to into wrong hands. Today the girl’s family is fighting a divorce case against the boy as he tried to use her for illegal and wrong business abroad.

The story here is not about a failed marriage or man’s cruelty, but about the fear of marriage and its expenses, and often marrying their girl child. It is said that the biggest donation in a father’s life is ‘kanya Dan’ (to marry off her daughter). It is also said that marrying a girl child is having completed a big responsibility. Though it is about finding a right home but undoubtedly it is also about passing of a big financial obligation.

A marriage in today’s date is a perfect example of showcasing wealth and status symbol. I often compare it with the procession a king, after being crowned as king took around the  kingdom to show its wealth.

This is what marriages are today. More of a show-off than love.

The government of Jammu and Kashmir has come out with a excellent rule to curb the extravagant spending of expenses in the marriages.  Putting a stop to the useless wastage of money in the marriages taking place in its state. And this is what, is of utmost necessity in whole Indian subcontinent. The commendable part is, that the officials have not waited for the central bill to be passed to implement such law in the state beforehand.

Talking about the huge wedding ceremonies of the big Indian fat weddings, a marriage is normally a 3-4 days affair in Hindu culture. Originally destined to be a close affair of preparing the bride for a new journey it has turned into a extravagant spending and show of status .Variety of rituals among hundreds of guests with crores of expense find their way into the marriage affair as a very normal scenario.  Not forgetting the extravagant decoration, innumerable food items and gifts for the guests. There is no limit to a marriage expense. The rich have no problems because according to them “shadi ek hi bar hoti hai” and they should spend whatever they can. But the middle class, the (majority) in a society like India where maintaining a status in the society is more important than the life itself face the gravest problem. They are the one who are under immense social pressure to show them as wealthy and eligible to be a part of the society.


The proposed bill ‘Marriages (Compulsory Registration and Prevention of Wasteful Expenditure )’ which is supposed to be passed in Lok Sabha aims at curbing lavish expenses and instead solemnizing the wedding .

Undoubtedly this bill will come out as a relief to a large no. of families if implemented properly. But this is INDIA. There is a presence of a loophole everywhere.

 The spender will have to put a limit to the number of guest as fixed by the authorities and a person spending more than 5 lakhs rupees on marriage will have to declare the amount and contribute 10% of it to welfare fund of government for marriage of unprivileged girls. The problem is it’s no big deal.

This will be very convenient to all those family who do not think twice before a lavish wedding.

There will be no use of the bill if it actually happens like this.

Though a large class of people who would not be affected by the bill but The introduction of the bill still gives a silver lining that   people in a tax evading county will be happier to save their pockets than giving anything to govt. It is expected that the bill would also reduce the status display and the tendency of ‘showing ‘off the wealth.

Now it will be interesting to see if this 6th bill is passed or it is also scrapped off like the previous 5 bills in 20 years for curbing the marriage expenses. Fingers Crossed!!

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A thought popped up in my mind today,
I think I’ll share it with you
Why the sky above is not so blue
And the trees have reduced to few

Why the birds those came to my sill every morning
have seem to lost their way
its only the smoke climbing the air I see
When I squint my eyes at the start of the day.


Why the kids are sad, plunging deep into the house
Nodding their heads in a big nay
“We are not going out admist the puddle and sewage
We want a park to play,” they say.

Why the mornings are gloomy, the night’s dampness prevail
How those days were different to live
When the flowers in the garden kissed in falling sunrays.

why the world is not as it used to be
Butterflys and parrots are lost, they say
Why I cannot spend my evenings on the lake as I did
A skyscapper has taken its place
I heard as both can not together fay.

I had once heard, an old man remark in its abbey
Time is not always the same, nov is not like may
It changes with the wind, he had said.
you may wish it to stop, but it is not meant to stay.

These thought still bob in my mind
However hard I try to shoo it away
Then , defeated I stop wondering
Accepting, now it is meant to be this way.


कौन हो तुम?

ख्यालों के झोखें अक्सर आया जाया करते है

मेरे दिल में , ये पूछने की आखिर तुम कौन हो.

रूबरू हो कर भी तुमसे कुछ कह न पाती हूँ

क्यों मैं तुम्हारे  सामने मौन हूँ?

दिल की बातें होठों तक आकार ठिठक जाती है

ठहर कर दिल से पूछ लेती है, आखिर तुम मेरे कौन हो?

उम्मीदों से बंधे पाँव दौड़ के पहुच जाते है द्वार तक

पर कदम देहलीज़ पे पड़ने से पहले पूछ लेते जी तुम मेरे कौन हो?


तुम्हारे ज़िक्र पर जुगनू की तरह  चमकती मेरी आँखें

शर्माता हुआ चेहरा, अजीब सी बेचैनी

मुझे झंझोर के पूछती है, की बोलो की तुम मेरे कौन हो.


आज भी तुम्हारी याद, मुस्कुराहटों की बहार ला देती है,

और मैं सिर्फ दिल से इतना ही पूछ पाती हूँ की तुम मेरे कौन हो?

I will be there


Whenever you feel, you are missing me,

Just close your eyes and I’ll be there


Whenever you feel, you love me

Just pull me close and leave no air


Whenever you feel, I am adorable,

Call me up to say, you care


Whenever you feel, I am not what you see

Just look into my eyes and you will see a soul bare


Whenever you feel I don’t love you anymore

Just pass an order and I’ll do as you declare


Whenever you feel, you are lucky to have me

Just know I feel the same, coz you are a gem so rare


Whenever you feel, you need some1 to talk

Just frame your words and you’ll have all my ears.


Whenever you feel scared by the outside world,

You are here secured and safe, I am always here, just be aware


Whenever you feel alone in this huge world

Just walk with me, and we will be the loveliest pair



There are moments when we feel emotionally low, start doubting our-self, our efforts. We feel that whatever we are doing , may be its not worth, and it it is, it is not giving us results. Life of others seems better and greener to us. But we forget that grass is always greener the other side. Patience and hard work is something which help us climb the ladder of success.

This is a short poem depicting these things. A small note of motivation and encouragement.


“Just shun all the apprehensions,

You have a long way to go.

Fear is the loser’s baby

Courage is what helps you to grow.


The face of life has many lines on its floor

You cannot wipe everything you wish

Happiness and sadness are part of it

Required to make perfect dough.


Stop judging yourself, it’s time to sow

You will get the result when you least expect it

A’ yes’ is not always good

And bad does not always follows a ‘no’.


Anticipate the future with open arms

You have faced the heat, now let it snow

Present is precious, future is magical

Work hard, and let the world know


Life is beautiful if you wish to see it that way

These are happiness and blessings laid up in a row.

You live life completely only when

You learn to maneuver between the high and the low. ”  

Who are you to me?

You are asking me, what are you to me. Like Seriously? . You want a expressive answer I guess..

In the world of struggling days, you are my peaceful night.

In the world insomniac, you are my sound sleep

In the world of restlessness,you are my music.

In the world of maths problems, you are my calculator.

In the world of heartbreaks, you are my sweet crush.

In the world of tasteless veggies, you are my chocolate.

In the world of accusations, you are my pride.

In the world of failures, you are my prize.


In the world of every moment of death, you are my life



दिल की खिड़कियों से झांकती ख्वाइशें, ज़माने की हकीकत से रुबरू होते ही सहम जाती है।
आशा की निगाहों से आसमान को देखकर कुछ आज़ादी की चाह कर जाती है।
उन्हें पुरे होने का ख्याल जब सताता है,
दिमाग का रास्ता ढूंढने निकल जाती है।
और जब दिमाग ही उनके मुंह पे अपना द्वार बंद कर दे
वो वही टूट कर बिखर जाती है।

कहानी यही ख़तम नहीं होती।

उन खिड़कियों की चौखटों को तोड़कर जाने की चाह लिए यही ख्वाइशें एक नयी राह पर चल जाती है।
एक नन्हे बच्चे की हट लिए, दिल की लाचारी का सबब बन जाती है।
फिर अपनी बात मनवाने दिल और दिमाग में लड़ाई करा जाती है।
आखिर उसे अपनी मंज़िल तक जो पहुचना होता है।

अगर उस संघर्ष में हार गयी तो, मुस्कान के साथ वही घुट कर मर जाती हैं।
और अगर जीत गयी तो, अपने पर फैलाये मंज़िल की ओर उड़ जाती है।

दिल की खिड़कियों से झांकती ये ख्वाइशें ज़िन्दगी में क्या क्या कर जाती है।

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