BEYOND DICTIONARY(MY OWN MEANINGS)

Reality for us is perception for others. Many of us are woke to accpet that being different is not being wrong. But some thinking patterns are so attached to our mind that what we consider liberation is sometimes being in a differrent golden cage. How so? Let me try narrate my perception of reality. You must have read or used the quote ' Don't judge a book by its cover ' or ' beuty is inside ' . Not that i don't agree to them but sometimes we use them at wrong places. If a girl who is not considered pretty according to some subconsious basic standards feels inferior, we tell her its inside that matters. A positive way of saying ' yes! You are not pretty outside but hey you are a good person inside' . Its good to good from inside. But isnt she pretty outside too?  Subconciously we might not have adjusted our beuty standards. This motivation should be updated because it kind of reflects how we see her outside. When a mother loves a child, she doesnt ...

हिन्दु देदो नाम मुझे नाम मुझे चाहे मुस्लिम कहलादो चाहे गुरुद्वारे के द्वारे या ईसा  से मिलवादो चाहे तो गीता के पाठ कहूँ चाहे कुरान  सिखलादो चाहे तो काशी विश्वनाथ या हाजिअली दिखलादो भगवान  एक है नाम कई अरे क्यों समझ ना तू पाता क्यों हाथों में है कटार , क्यों मानवता झुठलाता क्यों  धर्म के पर अधर्म तू करता जाता करता जाता अरे!अब तो बस कर बहुत हो गई मज़हब धर्म जाती कि लड़ाई मारा जो वो हिन्दुस्तानी था भाईजान कहो या भाई रक्त जो निकला लाल रंग था कैसे पहचानूँ किस मज़हब का मैंने तो ना पाईं वो आँखें जो देख सकें किसी अंतर  को चेहरा दिखे ना आवाज़ कहे  किस  मै किस जाति किस मज़हब का फिर क्यों तू अंतर करता है ऊपरवाले ने जब न किया हम एक पहचान एक हिन्दुस्तानी हमें नाम  दिया हिन्दुस्तानी हमें  नाम  दिया ।.

In the world of super technology, we hung to super boredom many a times. How can I say that? Well ask yourself before planning a weekend or an escape from the world. Friends, parties, promotions, families are all trying to stabilize the disturbances created by them only.  Ironically we breathe in the present and live in the past. When we can’t get the flawless experience today we shift the burden of it on time. Figuring a few good deeds of time, as we say time was good then. We want to be perfect, to be the most deserving candidate of love and respect. Obviously now apart from we being perfect to us, it is necessary to make people see it. So we try to be perfect at work, perfectly dressed, perfect in relationships and a perfect human being who wouldn’t mind saying “I am not perfect” to avoid any repercussions. Well! That may sound close because it is true for most of us. How good it would have been if we had an inside mirror to reflect the picture of our inner self. Well! Th...

Recently i was watching a movie in which few road side boys approaches the hero and challenge him to beat them in a race of looting a kite. After some provoking dialogues the hero agrees. Though he looses the race but remains unaffected . However in other flicks we all have seen many times the hero show casing his strength in return of some unsophisticated words hitting his manhood.  He wins or looses, but if he gets provoked, where is the strength? If anybody or everybody can make the hero do what they want, where is the heroism? Sometimes i wonder if we actually understand what we are trying to portray through these acts. Why our hero is so short tempered? As six pack abs do not justify a vulnerable mind. There lies a huge difference in between a 'strength' and how do we  make people see that in somebody. Its not about the right quality, but the portrayal of it is what makes an impression. It may be good if we show a protagonist ignoring any crap from unwanted elem...

                                         मुड़के देखा बीते लम्हों को तो लौट आई कितनी यादें                                           गम में मुस्कुराते लब खुशियों में भीगती आँखें                                           कुछ ज़िम्मेदार होते कंधे कुछ नादान सी चाहतें                                           बदलती ज़िन्दगी की चौखट पर अपने कदमो की आहटें                                           कभी उलझे हुए सवाल कभी सुलझी हुई स...

Delhi…capital of india.Delhi…a big city with big buildings, big life style but there are somethings bigger than that here and that are the dreams of those thousands of people who come here every day.its a place where people come from everywhere and get mixed to its culture and make it theirs .they bring in their originality and loose it somewhere in the rush of desires and dreams of  many.people Say they have changed,but this does not stops anybody and people keep coming here. I also got added to the list of those people  few months back when i came here for doing my masters. bit nervous bit exited I was when I entered the new delhi station with my family,who came here just to drop me.its not easy to leave your home and live in a city completely unknow to you,atleast it was not for me.1st day,2 nd day….days went and I wanted to run from here.may be because that time I didn’t know what I was going to get here. Yes!my platform was here where I could see myself moving...