CROSSROADS

Prelude

Conflicts are a part of a life which goes inside a person for a lifetime i.e. the conflicts between the mind and the heart to choose between the right and the wrong of a particular event on which his future depends and not only his future but also the future of those associated with him.

This is a story of a 13 year old boy Darsh torn between one such dilemma when it comes on his conflicts with his own mind and heart as well as his parents, the ever nosy neighbour Sheila aunty and her continuous chants about her son doing MBA   in abroad.

Who will win in his battles will it be he or his parents? Will his dream ever come true or it will break? Will this be a sweet or a sour journey? Or once again the nosy neighbour Sheila aunty will drop the bombs and blasts his dreams.

Caught in the tornado of emotions what will the young 13 years old boy life will be in his expedition? Will he make it or will it break

Most importantly what is the significance of the hanging rope….

  

डर

रात को जब भी वो सोने जाता,
चुप हो जाता सहम  जाता\,
अपनी माँ के पीछे चुप जाता,
एक तुक देखता रेहता  वोह ,
उस कमरे की और जिसकी बत्तिया नहीं जल रही थी,
खड़ा रहता वो बस ना हिलता और ना  डुलता,
शायद किसी के इंतज़ार में,
अपनी माँ पापा कि बातो को अब्सुना कर के,
वो बस खड़ा रहेता ,
मुझे डर लगता है माँ,
उस अँधेरे से और वह सोने से,
बोल वो धीरे से,
उस अँधेरे की गहराई  से,
उनमे दिखती परछाई से ,
मुझे डर लगता है माँ,
यह बोल वो चल दिया,
अपनी माँ का पीछे,
एक कोने में सोने,
उन के बिस्तर में सोने ,
एक और रात उस डर से जीत गया वो,

सिग्नल

उस  तड़पती  धूप  मे  निकला  में ,

अपनी  दो  पहिया  गाड़ी  में ,
अपने दफ्तर की ओर ,
रोज़ का वो आधे घंटे का सफ़र ,
मनो कितने घंटे में खिच गया हो ,
पसीने से लतपत में चलाता रहा ,
गाडी  के  हॉर्न को  बजाताहुआ  उसको  निकालता  रहा ,
और  आया  मेरे ऑफिस  से  पहले एक  सिग्नल ,
वहा एक लड़की नंगे पैरो में करतब कर रही थी ,
और उसकी  मा  पास के  एक  पेड़  की  छाओं  तले  बैठी  ,
दुग्दुगी  बजा  रही  थी ,
और  वो  नन्ही  कलि  ताल से ताल  मिला रहि  थी ,
उस 60 सेकंड  को  बिताने  के लिए  लोग  करतब  देख  रहे  थे ,
में  भी  उस  कलि को  देख  रहा था ,
वो  रुकी  और लोगो  की ओर चली ,
लोगो ने उसको अनदेखा किया,
पर वो आगे बढ़ी और मेरे पास आ कर रुकी ,
मैंने पूछा  खाना खाया  ,
और वो बोली नहीं ,
पास ही में एक ठेला खड़ा था ,
मैंने गाडी को किनारे लगाया ,
सौ रूपए का एक नोट निकल ,
उसको और उस के भाई बहनों को खिलाया,,
लोग मुझे देख अचंभित हो गए,
हसने लगे पर में भी चलता गया ठेले की ओर ,
फिर में बिह हसने लगा ,
पर उन के हसने और मेरे हसने का तर्क कुछ और था,
उन्होंने जिनको ठुकराया मैंने उनको अपना बनाया,
उन भूके लोगो को मैंने पेट भर क खाना खिलाया ,
उस सिग्नल से जब भी में गुज़रता हूँ ,
उनको देख मुस्कुराता हूँ ,
उस कलि को खिलता  देख खुशहोता  ,
और अपने दफ्तर की और निकल जाता हूँ .

I wish I could be like…………..

The last prompt of the wish list Wednesday and the final one is again made for me: D

Impression is what inspires us to live. Impressions of whom we love, whom we follow and the impressions of who we want to be like makes us thinks “I wish I could be like them”. Same is the case with me as well. I have covered 21 years of my life and so many people have made an everlasting impact on my life with their kindness, greatness, their love for me and I want to name them and all become like them.

1.       My best friend: - yes the first person I want to be like is my best friend and I have told that friend so many times that I want to be like you. I am proud of you; you are caring, sweet, cute, sensible, mature and “MY PERFECTIONIST” and you will always be. I love you for what you are.

2.       My dad: - I am a tennis player and he is a tennis coach. People say they love Nadal (I love him even my nick name is Nadal), Federer or any other tennis legend but the best tennis player that I have known is my dad and he will always be a legend to me. No matter how much good I play against him I won’t be able to beat him ever. A bit of Nadal in me would help me though

3.       Javed Akhter: - I recently met him at the Jaipur literature festival and we talked.  I love his poems and I said to him – “sir I want to be like you” to which he said- “be better than me”.  Hearing those words I was in the 7^th sky. I know it will take me more than 7 births to be like or to be better than you. I will try my level best because I want to be like you.

4.       Myself: - now I’m writing that I want to be like me as I don’t want to lose myself in the process of becoming like them

It is tough for me to become like the three of them but i surely want to become like my best friend even if i cant become like Javed Akhter or my dad. 

I wish I had one more chance to ......................................................

This is for wishlist Wednesday….. prompt by preeti shenoy

I waited for Wishlist Wednesday every week thinking of writing something on each of them but somehow I could not write. Those topics were out of my league. But thank you Preeti mam, I sincerely feel that you chose this prompt keeping me in mind (haha)

People commit so many mistakes in life unknowingly and sometimes knowingly and I am one of them. I have made many mistakes and I definitely need one chance to change them and they are:

1.       I need one more chance to live my childhood again: - yes i need one more chance to live my childhood again. I wanted to go back to that time when those things happened with me and I didnt turn out to be strong. This time I want to be strong from the start and for that I need my childhood.

2.       I need one more chance to be a good son: - yeah I need one more chance to be a good son. I want to prove that yes I’m can be good son to you both and not a toy so that you can play with. To give them a single reason to be proud of and not a reason to be ashamed off.

3.        I need one chance to be a good friend: - yes I am your good friend and I want to prove that. I have made many mistakes which I never wanted too. I want that one chance to prove it you.

4.       I need one chance to be loved, cared and not to be an option for anyone : - I want one chance where people are real with me and love me, care for me and stay with me for ever and not come to me at the time when they need me. There can be a situation where I need them so be with me for ever and help me in my struggle without me asking for anything.

5.       I need one chance to live: - yes I need one chance to live. Yesterday only I was thinking what I’m missing in life. I’m actually missing my whole life. The emptiness does not leaves.

I need one chance for so many things in life. I’m still living and carrying on with a hope to stable myself and finding so many things about myself and hoping that need for one last chance ends  somewhere down the line.

Thank you Preeti for this prompt. Yesterday I was thinking of speaking my heart out to someone I don’t know so that I won’t be judged and today you gave  me that chance

रात

कुछ तो बात है इस रात में,
गुप सन्नाटे में सोती हुई इन गालिओ में ,
कुछ तो बात है इस रात में,

कुछ तो बात है इस रात में,
गूंजती हुई सिटी वो चौकीदार की अँधेरे में ,
करती हुई शोर उसकी लाठी अँधेरे में,
कुछ तो बात है इस रात में,

कुछ तो बात है इस रात में,
पदों से गिरते हुए सूखे पत्तो की आवाज़ में,
कुछ तो बात है इस रात में,

हैरत करती हुई यह रात है,
हलचल है कुछ इन संकरी गालिओ 
हैरत करती हुई यह रात है 

कुछ तोह बात है इस रात में 


PS- my 1st blog of year the year and i hope it turns out to be a great year for all my writer friends :) :)

चलता रहा

उस सुलगती धुप में,

वोह चलता रहा लड़ता रहा,

तंग गालिओ से गुज़रते हुए ,

काँटों से लड़ता रहा ,

पसीने में लतपत ,

अनदेखा कर बहते हुए,

पैरो से खून की धारा को ,

बस चलता रहा कांटो क पथ पर,

ढूंढ़  रहा था कुछ वोह,

दर बदर भटकता हुआ,

इन विपरीत परीस्थिति में 

वो मुस्कुरा रहा था,

शान से आगे बढ़ता जा रहा था,

पसीने में लतपत ,

अनदेखा कर बहते हुए,

पैरो से खून की धारा को ,

बस चलता रहा कांटो क पथ पर,

कितनो ने टोका उसको,

न जाने कितनो ने रोक उसको,

देख  उसको लडखडाते हुए,

ना हताश हुआ वोह ना निराश हुआ वोह, 

पसीने में लतपत ,

अनदेखा कर बहते हुए,

पैरो से खून की धारा को ,

बस चलता रहा कांटो क पथ पर,