कुछ मेरे हिस्से का...

पूरी किताब ना सही,
कोई एक किस्सा तो मुझसे होगा ही...

किसी की मोहब्बत न तो दोस्ती में,
मेरा कुछ तो हिस्सा होगा ही...

चांद भले ना सही,

मेरे हिस्से में कुछ आसमान तो होगा ही।

बंद अलमारियों में छिपी कोई तस्वीर ना सही,
पर आज भी उन पुरानी किताबों मे तो मेरा दिया फूल होगा ही...

सावन में भीगी साथ बारिशों को नहीं,
शायद तेज़ धूप में मेरे साए को याद किया होगा ही...

चांद भले ना सही,

मेरे हिस्से में कुछ आसमान तो होगा ही।

दुनिया या दरिया के किनारे तो नहीं,
पर उन तंग गलियों से गुजरते वक्त__

               याद तुमने भी कभी तो किया होगा ही...

सुहानी सुबह और रंगीन शामो में ना सही,
लेकिन अंधेरी अकेली रातों में__

               मेरा कभी एक बार तो नाम लिया होगा ही...

चांद भले ना सही,

मेरे हिस्से में कुछ आसमान तो होगा ही।

--- नारायणी

Once there was a.... (Finale)

She met a tornado of thoughts after the day she realized her happiness is not being with him.
She spent her nights staring the moon playing with white clouds, in the dark sky. She questioned herself alot of times. She never wanted to be the reason of any tear falling from his eye.

She called him "hi!"
"Hi, my love!" He replied.
"Are you drunk?" She noticed his accent.
"A little bit. Out with friends tonight" he replied
"Oouh.. sorry. Enjoy with them. We can talk later." She said and was about to cut the call.
"No, we are just talking about you only. I'm so lucky to have you. Infact, my friends too wonder,  how can you can date a guy like me?"
She smiled and asked "Really?"
"Yes! Thank you for being with me." His words made her to think again about my words.
"I love you." She said and disconnected the call without waiting for his reply.

She walked to the patio and relaxed on the chair and kept looking into the sky for hours.
She thought about those days when she was craving for love, and for him she was just an option till he get the one he  actually deserves.

She smiled and recite the line for the sky to listen what he said to her.... "untill the time I don't get my dreamgirl, you can be my girlfriend because I have no other better option for now."

She closed her eyes and wiped the tear rolling and smiled at the laughter he made just after she asked "what?" as a reaction on the sentence he said and turned into the joke.

She was a joke to him all the time,
And today just because his friend said something, may be  to get paid for his drink, it recalled him of my love.

She spent her entire night thinking about every incident when she needed him and always found herself alone.
She now, doesn't trust him anymore.
Everytime, she even think to approach him for some help she either get excuses or the taunts of being a failure
She now knew that she deserves to be alone instead of in the relationship that is causing a giant cavity in her life.

They met,
She hold his hand ,
And told him that she is not happy in this relationship. Instead of supporting her decision he accused her that she must be cheating on him with some other guy.

That actually broke her. I clearly remember her reply. She said "Yes! I was cheating....from always. I was cheating myself for being with you. The time I should have given to myself, my pleasure, my happiness, my career, my worth... I gave that to you. I cheated myself with you."

They both cried alot that day. I don't know the reason for his tears.
But she.... She was crying because she betrayed her weaker version.

I won't lie that she stayed happily ever after that,
But yes! She stayed strong. She now knows well, that her peace is not in being with someone strong... but in the search of the strength in her own core.

Once there was a..... (Part -II)

She lost the self confidence but not the hope.
She loved him like no one else can.
She cared for him like no other can.

I remember the day, i was sitting in the patio and she came, sat on the ground and she put her head on my laps.
She said
"I'm not happy, but yes, I'm the reason of his smile.
I'm not living the love .... like I always wanted. But yes, his eyes shines with me and when I see him smiling, everytime I find him happy.... I do smile.
But yes.. I'm loosing myself for making me perfect for him.
Am I wrong?"
"Wrong?" I looked at her while combing her soft hair with my fingers.
She continued "yes! This should never be any reason to get confused like this. Why can't I be happy for him, his happiness, his joy, his satisfaction.
Why can't I make myself to feel good without any hesitation?
Why.... 

Am I this much selfish?
Doesn't he deserve to be happy like this?"

"Don't you deserve to be happy from ur core?" I questioned.
"I don't know anything" she looked up and it was a tear rolling out from her eye on the cheek that  looked like a golden pearl cz of the red sky of evening.

I asked her to look at the sky.... See the dusk.
"Sun sets... Everyday. But it always know that it'll rise next day.
Do you have idea... When will you be happy, while being in this relationship?
He is happy with you cz you are giving.
When will you get the same love .... that you always gave to him."

She looked into my eyes. But didn't utter a single word.

May be, she too was looking for the same answer.

I can't breathe

My skin color can't make me 

to accept the inhale of frippery.

George,
I'm sorry to know that you died and finally met the peace, where no color discrimination works.
But you know what, here back on earth... We all are united for the justification of the inhuman behaviour...done to you.
The crowd unite, cry and hope ....even will made this revolution to give you justice. But deep down in their heart... Racism will stay.
Racism is not about just color, but many more things that we all know.
But why?... This is my question. Why we can't just stop being superior?
Why can't we treat others like just normal human?
I always think .... Is My color, my caste, my physique, my society, my clothes only my introduction?
Can't the person put some efforts to know me... Before judging me on my appearance?
Can't the person put some efforts to know the treatment I deserve before punishing me?
Why can't my appearance be judged with my pure and calm eyes and smile?
Why my color dominates over my politeness, my talent, my character?
Why my persona get much respect over my character?

---Narayani
   (Another black.... like you)

Karma works

समंदर भी भाप बन

इस आग का ग्रास बना है,

तेरी तो फिर बिसात ही क्या है?

पाप कर्म से तो

ब्रह्मा का भी शीश कब बचा,

तो तेरे आसुओं में गंगा कहा है?

Sometimes, it's easy to do a sin and realize our mistake.

But is this how the karma works?

If You have made a sin and then you should be prepared for the pay back too.

Realisation can helps you to distinguish the difference between the punishment and the pay back of your karma.

#karma_works

Be your own dawn

.

In the endless dark...
After a hopeless night
That cool breeze on my face...
Made me to open the eye
N greet the first light.

The morning breeze
Feed my soul with hope,
And my heart with strength

I've seen the struggle that dawn made
That just severe the murky to make sky pale
It brawled to end the every sign of inks
And that rage then come to shine,
To make it's own.... The entire sky.

Indian railways step forward for labours.

 मिल गए पहिए उन कदमों को,

अब शायद जा के उस भी अपनी मिट्टी मिले।

जिंदगी जो धोखे पर उतर आई है

शायद उसे भी मां की गोद मिले।

यूं तो परिवार की बेबसी का सहारा बन वो चौखट से बाहर आया था,

घर के चूल्हे की ताप... आज बस अपने बच्चो के निवाले कि उम्मीद में तड़के उठे।

मंदी के इस दौर में मजबूती भी मजबूर हुई

लेकिन उम्मीदों की इस कड़ी में ,

आज जा के वो बचपन की गली से तो मिले।।

--- नारायणी

मेरे देश का मज़दूर...

मजबूत है,

मजबूर नहीं।

It is glad to know that indian railways has taken a strong initiative for the migration of labour to their home state. 

A huge congratulations to people suffering from this issue and respect to the government.