Versatile Soul

You emit energy, I only give it form You are simple, I have many phases You are open, I am always guarded You give warmth, while I maintain cool You act old while treating me like a young You are practical, while I go by the theory You focus on the solution, while I ensure the process  You focus on excelling in parts, I wish to understand the whole You bring me in your fold, while I move freely and bold I keep you alive even when you are gone at night I radiate you with all my might Because you burn, I am lit Our lives are so profoundly knit

When you step out and still do not step out, You go on that luxury vacation to feel good But your mind is where it has always stood. Endlessly thinking of expenses rather than relaxing. About office politics, salary increments, and worst of all if you find a fellow colleague though the location and landscape changes you are still at work- worried and anxious having the same discussions. So step out first from that mental space, before you step into a nice place. The change you want is impossible just going for a vacation isn't sensible. Rather engage in an activity that helps rejuvenate Where you take a note and appreciate all little things you overlooked off late. like that hot food on your plate, and your baby waiting for you at the gate. Push yourself to think through and step out in a real sense just don’t try to escape my dear mate.

है कौन वो ? क्या उसका है ? गांव है ? शहर है या देश है ? या सारी दुनिया उसकी है ? यह मज़दूर है , पाया जाता हर जगह ज़रूर है |  पर कितना इनका अपमान किया, नाम रखा पर काम लिया |  खबरों का एक अंग भी ना ठंग से इन्हें दिया  इनके दुख दर्द और कष्टों को बस  कुछ आंकड़ों में समेट दिया  इनकी व्यथा को सबने ही तो है अनसुना किया  ना दिखी कोई आस आसरे की  जब जरुरत थी उन्हें सहारे की  तालाबंदी में जब सबका घर था  उनके जीवन में नया प्रश्न था  कहाँ का वो निवासी है , आवासी है ? या बस दास ही है ? जीवन भी नहीं है उसका  जब चाहे कोई रोक लेता है |  मन चाहे जब जाने को कहता है, वह अपने दम पे ही चलता है   कभी भूख कभी प्यास से मरता है   जीने के लिए हर पल संघर्ष करता है |  आपदा में भी पलायन का किराया तक खुद ही भरता है  बाढ़ की तरह उनका जमावड़ा जब  शहरों से बहता है  सड़क, नदी और रेल की पटरी किनारे  बेबस सा दिखता है |  क्या तुमको यह भयावह  सा  नहीं लगता है ? आज यह वर्ग है  कलको तुम्हारा  भी तो हो सकत...

  To let go isn’t easy You have to chop off parts of yourself To detach, to avoid, to distance, to leave behind Things, actions and dreams that you dearly engaged in Because you believed in them and Now that your situation has changed,  and you have to let go Doesn’t in any way mean that it will be easy Though it must be done, it can never be done in its entirety How can you erase the memories? Or undo the life you dreamt of and worked for, Will changing your dreams and engaging in other things set you free? Or would they just leave you with no time to mourn your failure? Maybe that is how one is expected to let go And move on in the game of life For time would not stop and carrying the weight of dead dreams will only hollow you inside out Is that not too much to risk? Maybe that’s why you agree to move on and let it go The reality is, that it goes nowhere, it all stays You just refocus your energies Convince yourself of an alternate reality You swap the reasons for old action...

  It is an observation made over some years, married women are so overburdened to maintain this social image of a good daughter-in-law that they cannot wish Mother's day just to their own mother alone. It has kind of become essential for them to tag their mothers-in-law(MIL) as well in status, social media posts and even in their DPs. On the other hand, hardly less than a per cent of men are found doing so. It is really hard to figure out women's motivation. I hope that women question themselves and ask: Why do you have to? What is pressuring you? Are you looking for social validation? Or that amazing picture of yours with MIL was taken only for this day? While most married men do not bother to do the same, what is your motivation? Dear ladies, just rethink and analyse your actions and claims. MIL can very well be respected without having to be equated with your own mothers. Well, see when men do not have to then why should you? Relieve yourselves from unnecessary social pressu...

Life is like that song you are very fond of and hum quite often. No matter, whether you know the lyrics right or not,  or whether you have the perfect vocals, carefree you keep humming your own melody. Often making and filling up for the actual words that you can't recall, with whatever you assume would be the best fit. While unconsciously ensuring you do not break the flow, you recollect how much ever you know and just sing. You must have realised the immense joy, this process does bring. Still, you are lured into chasing the perfection, Involving unwanted relative comparison, that negatively affects your self-perception. You only got to choose what matters the most in every situation. Just as your songs have many genres, life is bound to have varying conditions. Such ups and downs cannot be escaped or stay forever. So just like you hum, without any fear of judgement, solely for self-delight. Live in the moment, be alive, feel your life be alright.

बाहरी चीज़ों की सफाई में  पता ही नहीं चला कब मन पे  यादों की छाप और गहरी हो गई |  भुलाने की कोशिश में इतना याद कर लिया  की अब भुलाने की लालसा ही नहीं रही |  बंद हो गया है अब फर्क पड़ना  क्यूँकि अब तर्क देने की इच्छा ही खो गई |

 कहाँ हैं राम ? कण कण में हैं , मेरे मन में है , तेरे मन में है |  आस्था है , वो श्रद्धा है  सामाजिक मर्यादा में  है |  विचार में है , संवेदना में है , प्रेम में  है , और अनुरोध में है |  नहीं हैं वो किसी पत्थर में , पाखंड में ,  अवसाद में , प्रतिपाद में |  आचरण में है राम , पिता के सम्मान में है , माँ की आज्ञा पालन में है , पत्नी के समादर में  है , और भाई के सौहार्द में  है राम |  जिसे ना सम्मान का मोह  ना हो अपमान का भय, ऐसे हर इंसान में है राम |  राम नहीं है बस एक नाम , भारत की संस्कृति की जान है राम |  प्रतीकों में मत समेटो इनको , मूर्ति, मंदिर का करते हुए निर्माण  जानो की  राम न चाहें ऐसे प्रमाण |  भूल न जाओ क्या है  राम, जपते जपते उनका नाम  समझो  उनके गुणों का  दाम |  राम छलके तुममें भी, ऐसे करो काम  तभी मिलेगा  राम धाम |  जय सिया राम | 

Being a woman is amazing No matter where she comes from, whatever her colour, race, social status or education. She can always relate to the discrimination. She knows how it feels to be considered inferior and outcast for reasons out of her control. So she naturally gains the power to empathise with the oppressed, ignored, unfortunate and weaker folks. This compassion can be converged to reduce inequalities and create fair opportunities, provided women take the charge.

Dear Ladies  

 Real is Beautiful, And it keeps me happy Even when I have a few pimples, some acne scars, bushy eyebrows,  and multiple sunspots. I don't lose my confidence because of any of these. I am at total peace. As they just reflect my age, I accept them all with grace. I am totally comfortable in my skin. No need for a no-makeup look effort and the use of numerous filters. No anxiety about not being noticed, or crazy desire for likes from strangers. Why should I be hiding that ? which is natural and real. Why should I be fake? Being well-groomed makes sense, But covering up my reality, Would it not be like cheating myself? I instead choose to accept all that is mine, and improve upon to rise and shine.

I don't wish to be a trophy of your home, I am a slice of this universe. I am a wildflower, I am free to wield power. With choices of my own, Don't hold me back by the stereotypes. As I don't wish to go along, the usual flows or traditional ways. Like a recurring tide that moves all along still at the shore, it stays. Let me be a young river make meanders and flow, Let me bask in the sun and glow. Don't make me fear the bruise and burns I may get, For without taking a plunge far more I will regret.

After a gap of 21 years, India's Harnaaz Sandhu has brought back the "Miss Universe" title. While as a nation we celebrated and took pride in this achievement, very few of us tried to look at what lies beyond a beautiful face? Given the generational shift, I hope our society will not limit her name to quiz books alone. I wish 21st century India would delve deep to reflect and understand that beauty pageants are assessing more than just the external looks. During multiple rounds, the contestants are evaluated on strict parameters. They prepare for it with sheer discipline, being conscious of every routine activity like eating, talking, walking, thinking, and conducting themselves. It is not limited to taking care of physical appearance alone. While it is one of the important aspects, these contestants are self-aware women, knowing their own worth and having clarity of their life's purpose. The graceful walks and confident smiles on the ramp are only a manifestation of ...

​​ Confused about my reaction Staying quiet is right? Or fiercely replying in the fight? Which option would help me prove my point? Self-doubt? empathy? Or gullible me? What can explain all of this? To do or not do. To choose or be chosen. To try or to give in. To live or just let things be. What is winning? Pleasing others or loving yourself? What if both of these conflict? ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ My deeds can be painted in a number of ways. But it will always have the hue of the artist's own character.

Stop the blame game Don't be lame It's your waste Nothing of Shame Let's Learn to manage and prevent climate change

Pata hi nahi chala kab bolna bhul gaye Apne liye khada hona hi bhul gaye Kahan sapna tha dusro k haq k liye ladne ka Aaj nahi h dum apni ladai mein bhi khade hone ka Par badalega sab jab irade pakke ho jayenge Darr aur shanka k parde gir jayenge Dekhna tab mazbut iradon se Kaise hum wapas zinda ho jayenge

Humara vikas na bane dharti ka vinash Har gatividhi kar rahi paida kachra Jisse badh raha h paryavarn ko khatra Samudri jiv kha rahe h panni Vahano k shor se pradushit ho rhi h dhwani Jalane se kuda hawa ho rhi h jehrili Jo phenke kachra hum alag alag kar Ho kum iska paryavarn par bura asar Gile kachre se ban jaye khad Electronics phir se use ho repair k baad Plastic ka kare punh upyog Kachra nahi h bekar Jaan gaya saara sansar Aao milkar sab le pran Kude ka ho punh chakran Baat rahe ye sabko yaad Bahut bahut dhanywad

Taala kya janta h? Kya kya wo bandhta h? Amir ki tijori pe bhi h Aur garib k ghar bhi h Sabhi jagah wo paya jata h Par jo taala na lagaya ho toh Ek hi smaan chahe koi heere ka vyapari ho Ya ek mazdur Apne samaan k liye ghabrata h Ab yug jo h computer ka Toh taala password wala bhi h Pucho kisi lekhak se kya apna laptop Bina lock kiye wo kahin ja pata h? Kitni alag h wo cheezein Jinko taala sambhalta h Phir prashn ye h Kaise usme band saaman ka mol kiya jata h? Seth k paise gehne Aur garib k char bartan Ya ho lekhak ki nayi kaahani Dekho toh sab ka hi mol ek sa ho jata h Kyunki taala toh kabi nahi jaan pata h Par dekhne wale ko zarur ek ehsaas deta h Taala jisko bachata h wo dusro k liye Chahe kuch ho na ho Par taala lagane wale ka bahut kuch hota h. Iss bhav ko samjh hi taala sirf apna kartavy nibhata h Shayad taala jaanta h par bataana nahi chahta h Kya kya wo sambhalta h.

Numaish lagi h Sabke nakhre bade h Khatre bade h Darr k karan bhare h Chodna h ghar mujhko Phi bhi kyu unke tote udde h Badlna bhi hoga mujhko Phir bhi unhe kyu apne azadi khone ka darr h Akeli hongi mein naye ghar mein Phir bhi purane gharwalo k man mein khauf ghane h Tatolo apne mann ko Kya dekh liye isne sapne bade h Ashayen h tumhari pari pane ki Par kya pariyon sa rakhne k bhi intezam kare h?

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