HOPE

It is like a see- saw
Sometimes up,sometimes down
So is time good or bad
Happiness and sorrows
Defining my mood.
But why I am so grave?
Infront of me are the open gates...
But why I am disturbed ?
That they might be closed when Ill reach near them
Such is my plight!
I am unable to express.
They say dont  run after happiness...its an illusion.
But what should I do to overcome my emotions?
Then I say to myself....
TIME FLIES....and things will change.

LeAvInG tHE NeSt....

With inumerable dreams and zillions of wishes,it was time to leave the nest,my home!... Life made the greatest and toughtest transition today,7th june,11... suddenly all around,every thing changed...
From Lucknow to Banglore,
From classrooms to Office,
From friends to collegues....

More than happiness it was anxiety..setting up everything from base..with a few friends around who were the only family here,the only familier faces... With nil experience of living in a hostel/PG,i was already apprehensive but most challenging part was to find one PG in the city!!
Luckily the day was blessed and we found our first home in Bengaluru...
This wsnt it,ofcrse....
First Day at office:: Since still in the training period,office was all about lecture halls and computer labs...with trainers taking classes,all i wanted was to run away to college..to actual classrooms...to benches where we scribled what not..to classes where it was OK to be absent without permission.
But just when office lab seemed hopeless and unbearable,i met some incredible people... IFRA,MARIA,ABHISHEK,ZOHAIB... They say in office one can only make collegues and not friends but i was lucky to find some great buddies...

Even after the training ,my project team mates are lovely people with lovely hearts and i hope i can keep them as friends forever..

They say "Memory is a child walking along a seashore.  You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things."

So random thots and wishes still come to heart,
~i wish i could again get up one monday morning and bunk the morning lecture..
~i wish someday,i would not have to worry about work...
~i wish i could feel the same pleasure at workstation as it was in college classrooms..
~i wish i could just be me ,when everything around is changing rapidly..

~भावना...

this one is for my mommy! HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!

माँ, मेरी माँ
प्यारी माँ..मम्मा
ओ माँ
हाथों की लकीरे बदल जायेंगी
गम की ये जंजीरे पिघल जायेंगी
हो खुदा पे भी असर
तू दुवाओं का है घर
मेरी माँ..मम्मा
बिगड़ी किस्मत भी संवर जायेगी
जिन्दगी तराने खुशी के गायेगी
तेरे होते किसका डर
तू दुवाओं का है घर
मेरी माँ , प्यारी माँ.. मम्मा
यूं तो मैं सबसे न्यारा हूँ
तेरा माँ मैं दुलारा हूँ
यूं तो मैं सबसे न्यारा हूँ
पर तेरा माँ मैं दुलारा हूँ
दुनियाँ में जीने से ज्यादा
उलझन है माँ
तू है अमर का जहाँ
तू गुस्सा करती है
बड़ा अच्छा लगता है
तू कान पकड़ती है
बड़ी जोर से लगता है, मेरी माँ
मेरी माँ..प्यारी माँ
मम्मा, ओ माँ.. प्यारी माँ .. मम्मा
:)

COBWEBS OF RELATIONSHIPS

If asked, ”whats the best flavour life has served you??” every soul indulges into deep introspection and finally the answer is in form of “a bond” that one is blessed with ,be it  “parents”,”friends”,or “the beloved”…

Oodles of thoughts flood in when one has to find that one quintessential piece of his existence. Some claim the bonds endowed to us by the heaven are precious, some believe bonds in form friends and lovers is supreme ,but there is surely no denial that both aspects are essence of one’s existence.

You love, you lose, you hate, you love again!!!  Some relations take you over the clouds, some seem to leave you vulnerable  and solitary. Entangled amidst all these relationships, with pleasure or with regret one still needs to be dutiful and loyal.

I get amazed how so easily friends switch to foes or how “just friends” change to “lovers” and then to “just friends” again!! I never really understood Shakespeare or Shelly but from what I gain of life I too realise that character are the same only the roles change… I guess this is the reason why we do not have veterans to guide us ,when inner self is in turmoil due to various relationship matters..

Be it your true love, disloyal bonds or a mere facade to survive the torment of loneliness, every one builds relations.. some remain forever…some are lost with old calenders.. but each has its own flavour..

I am happy to have tasted some incredible flavours in my life.. and sitting alone I tend to realise how the love from my family & my friends & my beloved tends to outweighs all the hatred I have experienced ever… “I adore all thy flavours, life!!”

Every soul must learn to appreciate the beauty of relationships , for bitter or sweet, they are the real spice of your life..

~भावना..

fRoM tHE cAnVas oF lIfe...

Our lives are blessed with lots of things that make this journey a worthwhile experience..

i have had my fair share of blessings in life, actually much more than i probably deserve  & most of these have come into my world as people, so much so that i get paranoid sometimes that i may lose it all as i wake up from this lovely dream of mine.

Like everyone else out there, it has not been a well-treaded path for me.life so far has been good since i managed to find travellers along the way,sometimes they were competitors who turned into friends,my brethrens..they caught me whenever i slipped,never letting me falll.& i've tried to be of as much help to them as i can be,as much as is in my power.

they say,goodness can be inspired by others but is sustained & guided by the a power inside you.

many a times i've come across people who've made me ponder over my actions & they've had a role to play in the changes that have come about in me,all for the good,for the better.people have influenced me a lot,in varied ways;some i admire;some i wish i could just hold on to & never lose..all have filled my life with colors,so much so that its a rainbow now!& now that i see this picture of my existence,i cant figure out which of these lovely shades was my own color?! i have a thought here.maybe i m not a color among the many shades,maybe i m the canvas on which they are spread.

 

I remember admiring a kite-filled sky..full of lovely colors floating,rising,shining & then disappering from sight..if these kites are the people who decorate my sky,then maybe i'm not a kite among the many..maybe i am the string that is holding them all together.& if life works this way,then maybe for someone else, i could be a color too.. i could be a green for someone,or a white for another person.maybe i hold the place of mighty black in someone's canvas;i dont personally appreciate that color but i realise its not my choice. however i'd really like being a red,it just feels like the correct shade to be..

 

The colors add liveliness to life,they change,some get brighter, some just fade away but all leave a mark of their presence & thats the best part of the painting! 

What colour would u wannna be???

--ऐश्वर्या तिवारी

ख्व़ाइशे...

हजारों ख्वाइशे होती हैं 

हजारों सपने बुनतें हैं ...

एक मंजिल को पाने को हम

हज़ार काटें चूनतें हैं ....

मिलना ना मिलना किस्मत है

कभी  इन्सान की मशक्क़त है

पा कर खोना खो कर पाना 

तो सब का ही  का मुकद्दर है ...

पल दो पल की इन खुशियों को

समेट लो इन हाथों में 

कल क्या पता हो ना हो 

हम मंजिल की इन राहों पर...

यहीं तमन्ना है दिल की 

"कहकशा हो  सितारों का 

और सपनों का समागम हों...

यह  मंजिल इसी रस्ते पर हो.."

~भावना..

THE LONG ROAD HOME..

It wasn't love at first sight

It was the zest of my being

It was all i ever dreamt of

It was my Paradise....

Startling was its effect,

heart was blessed with strength..

Soul was all tranquil..

No flickering thoughts i had..

i was never so sure before....

it was my urge to hold it close..

i  wanted it to stay forever

but amidst this bliss, forgot my heart

whats forever is only CHANGE...

those long night walks,and lovely moon

those dreams of future,just me and you

It was all i had..

It was my breath of life....

"you are my heart's beacon

all faith dwells in you

all promises made are true

words will always seem few" i said...

ecstasy was divine, to feel it was all mine

i would treasure it always,i knew deep within...

suddenly it seemed delusion

truth got faint and dim..

was it grief in disguise?

or overwhelmed lonely soul?

I may be wrong...

I may be all mistaken...

I stand forlorn, and of what i am sure is,

I have a long road home.....

~भावना..

बस यादें ही कहलाता है....

तेरे क़दमों की आहट से ही

कुछ बंद दरवाज़े खुल जाते हैं 

बेजान पड़े  इन लम्हों को 

खुशियों के पल दे जाते हैं..

तू याद है , या फिर कोई गुमां ?

तू ख़्वाब है , या फिर कोई दुआ ?

तेरी एक आहट ही काफ़ी है

तू कभी यहाँ , तू कभी वहाँ ...

है मालूम  मुझे तुम , यादें हो

बीतें  हुए उन लम्हों की

लाते हो तुम मुस्कान कभी

दे जाते हो अश्कों की नमीं  कभी...

तेरा शुक्र अदा करती हूँ मैं

दिल की हर एक धड़कन से..

की तूने संजों कर रखा है 

गुज़रे पल के हर मंज़र  को..

जो जी गए हम, वो बीत गया

पर गुज़रा कल वापस आता है..

हर पल में खुद को दोहराता है

पर बस यादें ही कहलाता है... 

  

   ~ भावना..

PaUsE aNd RefLeCT...

U Walked miles , in every season
love and hope have lost their reason
no place to respite
nowhere to go
give me a minute and please go slow...

I want to show you the beauty of the way
that you walk along night and day
I want to tell you, "who i am"!!
I want to say,please rest and calm

your journey needs a stop to rejoice
a shade of nature where you hear my voice

I am your Heart, i am your Part
i ask for care that you FORGOT
U search for peace in worthless things
Just follow me, u ll forget all sufferings

Just spend a minute with the scent of fresh air
and close thy eyes,forget all fears
Peace will flow as to heart you connect
all you need is to PAUSE n REFLECT....