Kyun!

Kyun ladki ke sapne nahi hote...Kyun uske pankh apne nahi hote..
Kyun uska koi ghar nahi hota...Kyun apna ghar apna nahi hota....

Kyun bhej dete hai use parayi amanat maankar....
Aur apne ghar mein use paraya maante hai.....
Kya ya reet hai samaaj ki - Kya ye geet hai shay-maat ka
Kyun uske par kaatne ka riwaaj hai ye - kyun uski iss ladayi mein usi ki maat hai

Kyun adhikar use dene se darte hai hum...kya uske andar ki shakti se darte hai hum
Kyun uska har sangharsh bemaani mana jaata hai -
Kyun use rishton ki kashmakash mein - majhdaar mein chhodda jata hai

Kyun wo ek maa-baap ka sapna nahi hoti...Kyun uski unsuni awaaz ki sunwayi nahi hoti....
Kyun wo akeli be-bas samjhi jaati hai...Kyun uske uth-kar chalne pe tauhmat laga di jaati hai

Uske chalne, rukne ko tola-mola jaata hai...
Kyun uski sewa-shiddat ko dikhawa samjha jaata hai....
Gar chalti hai apni dhun mein -to Dhunki kehlati hai....
To kya hua gar wo apni marzi ki raah par chalna chahti hai....

Wo sabke sapno ka ghar bade pyar se sajati hai
To kya hua gar wo - ek sapna jeena chahti hai....
Kyun wo Guroor, wo Sapna aur Sapne se upar nahi hoti...
Kyun uski ek udaan, bardaasht nahi hoti....

Kyun uske adhoore-poore hone par shart samaaj lagata hai
Kyun aisa samjha jaata hai ki uske komal hriday ki awaaz nahi hoti....
Kyun uski dhahkan girvi hai, jeevan hai usme wo koi samaan nahi hoti...
Kya ladki iss samaaj mein - Ek Jaan nahi hoti!!

Kyun uske pankhon mein jaan bharne se sab darte hai....
Kya uski udaan mein - koi shaan nahi hoti...

Kyun uske jeewan ka adhaar sadev doosre se hota hai...
Waise to kehte hai ye dhara jo maa hai - bhi hoti hai ek ladki

Kyun use ladta dekhkar ye maanush bardaasht nahi kar pata hai....
Kyun use lalkaarte hue wo uske charitra pe ghaav lagata hai...
Ruko - dekho ye wahi purush hai jo duniya ke saamne Jai Ambe, Jai Mata ka dharm gyan sunata hai

Yaad rakho ek tum jaisa hi insaan hai ladki
Uski bhi ek pehchaan hai....Uske sapne hai....
Jin pankhon mein bhari us Ishwar ne udaan hai.....
usi Ishwar ka ek vardaan hai- ladki! 

Independent India - Independent Indians!

‘Azaadi Mann ki’ is what I feel for on the 63rd Independence Day of my country. Have been wondering by myself….since all the TV Channels have been intriguing – What is freedom for us. The country which is known for its diversity & youth (as we have the maximum young population) is suffering from social evils in one form or the other. Every age group, each geography, all religions are busy fighting their own battles. So does that mean – we need the independence from the evil shackles of diversity? May be!

In one go – I thought we still need to fight for Independence! We shall fight for –

Independence from Corruption
Independence from Fear – of traveling publicly
Independence from Honor Killings
Independence from Child Labor
Independence from Women Exploitation
Independence from Poverty
Independence from Terrorism

Independence from Inhibitions – Azaadi to be ‘ME’

While thinking of my own self, my opinion – I think we need to be independent from our inhibitions. I wish I could. Deep inside when we are aware of something, that thing which our heart, our mind doesn’t concents for and we keep doing. All of us have said that’s life – sometime or the other but how many actually thought of confronting the wrongs in life leaving aside the attitude of self-righteousness. Confronting doesn’t mean fighting for it but atleast showing the courage to face it as it is and not just ignoring the dwelling fact.

Next could be ‘Azaadi jeene ki’, Independence to live the way one wants. That doesn’t mean adopting false practices too but atleast living the way of life one wants to live with. Society by n large plays a role in devising what life we want & how we want to lead. I would beg to differ here…and would request for a little more air to our minds which resist thinking just because its other to the Do’s and Don’ts. Can we have some air please?

And also ‘Azaadi Sapno ki – Khwahishon ki’, yes Independence to Dream & Aspire is important. Infact very important. For dreams add fire to life. Aspirations are like air to the wings and help you fly high.

Most Importantly, ‘Azaadi to be ME’. Yes. Yes. Yes. This is what everyone wants, each of us crave for. This does not mean not be told anything (like the difference between wrong & right)– but atleast not be forced to be like others. To be like the way your spouse wants you to be. To be like the neighbors kid who got into the merit list. To be someone whom world admires. To be a cricketer because its happening. To be someone who does things in his/her own way. But just to be one. Azaadi to be ‘ME’

As for today, Happy Independence Day! Chak De India...

This Sudden Loss of Appetite

This Sudden Loss of Appetite

Recently, I have noticed a sudden loss of appetite for my dreams and for my aspirations. A sense of distraction protecting me from what I once used to call Career, Challenges, Ambition. I have been so dragged in the customs & obligations pertaining to the society that I am finally becoming a part of it. A loss of spirits, of undertsanding & making people understand. My expectations have turned towards my loved ones, I seek empathy, compassion, an ear to listen and a heart - willing to understand. Once I wanted to stand strong in the winds and here I am waving in the fear of winds.

I looked for, I tried and I got - the opportunities.
I seeked, I asked, I begged for - the support.
I avoided, I ran, I couldn't escape - the transition.
I fell, I stood, I stand, I want to emerge - the Identity.
I crave, I did, I won, I lost - My Appetite to Dream.
I cry, I weep, I console - the Heart.
I shut, I open, I avoid - the Eyes

Mein Jigyasa...!!!!

Mein Jigyasa

Mein jigyasa
Sochu apni paribhasha
Kuch sehmi, kabhie nidarr
Kabhi nathkhat, kabhie niraash
Pairon mein zanzeerien par sapna mera chand ke paar,

Aaj khush hun….to jee jaungi..
Kal dukhi to….toot jaungi..
Chahun na koi sahara…samjhu khud ko besahara
Koi shaq nahi khud par…Shaq karti hun mein kismat par…
Udne ko parr failayun….aur hawa ke rukh ko badla paun…
Aasan manzil ho jati hai mushkil….
Jaane jeekar kya ho haasil..
Khushi se jeene ki har koshish…
Upri haansi aur andar kashish…

Chahun sabko hasta paun….
Kayi baar chahe apni khushi gawaun….
Rakhna sabko khush na paun….
Is dukh se phir bikhar mein jaun…
Kuch na kehkar mein gussa dikhaun….
Gar keh bhi du to khud ko akela mein paun..
Seham kar zindagi se; chup ho jaun…
Aur phir jeene ki alakh jagaun…

Mein jigyasa
Sochu apni paribhasha…
Khud mein khud ko dhoondti hun…
Mein murjhayein phoolon ko bhi umeed se soongti hun..
Hansti hun choti si baat par…
Kisi aur ka dukh dekhkar ro deti hun…
Kehti phirun mein sabse….khud jee sakti hun
Sab hote hai sang mere….
Lekin, akele mein khud ko mein tanha paun
Aur is tanhayi ke liye kuch kar na paun..
Thak kar apni in baton se….
Mein phir se khud ko samjhaun…
Khush rehne ki alakh jagaun
Aaankhein moond apni khushiyon ki
Muskaan liye sapno ki duniya mein kho jaun


Mein Jigyasa
Sochu apni paribhasha.......:-)