Uphill and Downhill journey: Indore to Nainital

Day 1:

The day started with all the tensions of taking stuffs which are essential and also the ones which are not essential. So, that I don’t miss anything and feel like home above 6837 feet above sea level. At last the time came when I have to leave all the luxurious things of hostel life (kindly note it’s only the single room and internet that I am missing) and start my journey to a new destination. It was always like something new for me to catch a window seat in train and watch the moving scenery. The train journey full of batch mates ended early next morning.

Day 2:

Delhi: “dil walon ka sahar”. Journey starts in an 8 seater vehicle with me fitted somehow in the back seat with the entire luggage dumped on the seat leaving no room for me. Anyways the rising sun, the foggy Delhi morning was welcoming me with small breeze of cold waves. And I tried my best to beat the cold waves with homemade paratha, sandwiches and tea.

On the way saw the “Mansa Temple” and “Har ki Pauri” in Haridwar. Reached Rishikesh at 12:00 PM. We were on time. Cheers.

And I was about to live my most adventurous moment of my life. Yes, it’s River rafting. Got ready for the thrill and the organizer drove us to the starting point. As usual did some photo shoots in the rafting costume. And after the basic training session we were all seating on the boat trying to get as much grip as possible. The starting was awful but then we all got synchronised. We started our journey by hailing “Ganga Maiya ki Jai”.

We were all happy and enjoying till the first “Rapid” came. Sweet Sixteen. Name so lovely, but it bought out heart to mouth. The thrill moment can’t be described in words. Soon after “Roller Coaster” Rapid came and it just took away the grips we were trying to maintain and left us all in sheer thrill and fear. It took some time to regain our selves from the after effect of being able to cross that rapid. But to add to our adventure “Golf Course” rapid was waiting for us to make us all dive deep into its mightiness. One hit of golf course and I left the oar and glued myself to the boat. That’s all I remember. Later the instructor said the boat was fully filled with water.

Then came the moment to dive into pure mighty Ganga and leave yourself to the flow. The water was chilled I swear but the experience of floating on a river having average depth of 50 feet was awesome. Break Time. Ohh!! How could I forget the Cliff diving part? Jumping from a height of 30 - 40 feet into the water having depth of more than 20 feet can only be felt. The moment when you are coming out of water is like taking a new birth. Also, the taste of Maggie there was par above what I had till date. And then we were all back to the organizer office. On the way we also saw “Lakshman Jhula” and the monkeys walking on the rope so elegantly.

Got an auto and somehow we 7 managed ourselves into the tiny auto with all our luggage. Reached the bus stand and took a bus to Haridwar. Our train was a late night train to Kathgodam.

Kiss on plane

It was not any usual day

Morning breeze was cooler than usual

Roads were deserted

For a big city it was quite unusual

The terminus was well lit

As if welcoming me

Out of the car and I was shivering

As if put in ice

After wasting time in the waiting area

Went through all the checking formalities

And there I was entering the big tunnel

With all happiness and anxieties

Reached the plane

Searched for my seat

Felt happy

To get the window seat

Plane took off and the view was amazing

My eyes were glued to the window

But my heart was searching some one

In the vast passengers meadow

And it was not only my case

“He” was also doing the same

Suddenly the person next to me

Took my hand in his and whispered my name

It was the end of the day for me

As I got the most prayed thing on earth

My love managed to sit beside me

On the way up above the earth

The feeling was enormous

Heart beat was pumping agile

And then came the slightest kiss on the cheek

To burst the ‘happy tear’ into smile

I could have asked nothing more than that

It was indeed the best journey of my life

Shopping

That irresistible moment

When more is not enough

When everything seems so perfect

As if designed only for you

That very moment when money

Seems like a running water

Trial rooms seems to be the

Only “Rejection” room

That place make you believe

You are deprived of clothes

Let’s not take into account

The in numerous closet

This one catches your eyes

That one steals your gaze

And on top of it

Girlfriends say it suits you the best

Even if you enter the shop

With no intention of buying

The dresses will hold your hand

And say “please take me away”

Now tell me how could you

Resist this temptation

Or rather say

How could you ignore the dress’s plead

So never think you are doing shopping

And wasting money

It’s just an act of charity to dresses

By taking them away from rude shopkeepers

Who never utilizes it for the purpose

It was born.

Blood

Its red

Dead red

All over my bed

Flowing ruthlessly

From my vein

I loved that scene

I know what it means

But the pain was ecstasy

No it wasn’t a conspiracy

Just a way out of pain

To get back and regain

The feeling of numbness

Is beyond explanation

The cut so deep so brute

Did strikes the veins root

Ohh !! I cant write in words

Was it a blade or a sword

But its only touch

Showed me the heaven

And now I am

In cloud seven

With everything floating around me

Don’t think I am dead

I am very much alive with you beside me

My New Love

The lonely time we spent

The places we went

The tears we feel

The closeness which we steal

Is so dear to me

And is getting you closer to me

You never promise for my smile

Nor will you walk for me a mile

All you give is a sweet feeling

That is so pure and thrilling

 I don’t fear losing you

I don’t hide my tears to you

All you say is after I will leave

Only happiness is left for you to have

Yes I have fallen in love again

Don’t get mistaken with men

Its’ only a pain again

Last Sip

I had enough of this enduring pain

With nothing to gain

I wanna end this up

With an attitude “shut the f*ck up”

I got my new identity

Having more of the bitch equity

I love this way of life

“Living on the edge and be alive”

Never thought the smoke will be sweet

So much was there in a single weed

The dance in the “sheesha” bar

Was a level above par

The noise was so soothing to ear

Drifting apart the distance I fear

Rocked the floor like hell

Like a hurricane in a well

Enjoyed every moment with a sip

Dived in the crowd so deep

Forming cloud with smoke

Was all I remembered when I woke

Up above the sky

The day I was waiting for is near

No tension no fear

I can now fly high and high

With my wings open wide

Feeling the blue sky

With no one on my side

Listening to the rain drops

Beside rainbow shot

Getting closer to the cloud

To empty the rain pot

I can now see where sun goes

I can steal stars

Make the moon jealous

And make her fight a war

It’s so beautiful up

That I decided to be here forever

With my new friends ”angels”

Always beside me here

Miss You

When the birds start chirping

When the sun starts shining

My phone starts ringing

For a sweet lovely “Good Morning”

But today there is

No call, no “Good Morning”

I have already started missing something

The usual love and care

Past forgotten secret share

Always standing so close so near

That's the way was my dear

But today there is

No love, no care

No one so close and dear

The warmth of the blanket

The casual fight for internet

Lying top on bare naked chest

With everlasting praise of curvy waist

But today there is

No one to praise, no one to fight

No one for me till the end of my sight

The swings on arm

The touch so warm

The ‘ugly duckling’ charm

But today there is

No charm, no warm

No more ducklings in my barren farm

To Kehte

Hum duniya chor kar na aate to kehte

Waade sare tod kar na aate to kehte

Kismat se larh kar na aate to kehte

Rishton ki jaal se nikal na aate to kehte

Hawaon ka rukh na mor dete to kehte

Kusbhuon ko na samet lete to kehte

Pakshiyon se na gawate to kehte

Phoolon ki komalta na churate to kehte

Chanda ko na jalate to kehte

Saamandar ko na tham lete to kehte

Sitaron ko na chamkate to kehte

Naadiyon sa na itrate to kehte

Saanson se tumhari gulami na karwate to kehte

Julf ki ghataon ko tum par na barsate to kehte

Naino par kajal na failate to kehte

Hothon se jam na pilate to kehte

Bas ek baar keh kar toh dekhte!!!!!

Wandering Thoughts

Meri ek khawish thi ki meri maut me kafan hoga sirf aur sirf tere dupatte ka

Par jab maut aayi to dupatta le gaye ye keh kar ki "sawaal hai meri izzat ka"

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Na pucho dard ka aalam kitna hai

abhi to baki

abhi to baki

dil unka jitna hai

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Log kehte hain pyaar ek hi baar hota hai

Par kyun mujhe ishq ek hi "ruh" se baar baar hota hai

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Saza Pe Chhod Diya, Jahaa Pe Chhod Diya..

Her Ek Kam Ko hum Ne Khuda Pe Chhod Diya !!

Wo Hum Ko Yaad Rakhe Ya Phir Bhula De..

Usi Ka Kaam Tha, Us Ki Raza Pe Chhod Diya !!

Ab Us Ki Marzi Bhujha De, Ya Jala De..

Chirag Hum Ne Jala Ke Hawa Pe Chhod Diya !!

Aab Us Se Baat Kiye Bagair Kaise Rehenge Hum..

Ye Masla Dua Ka Tha So Dua Pe Chhod Diya !!

Is Liye To Wo Kehte Hain Dewana Hum Ko..

Ki Hum Ne Sara Zamana Wafa Pe Chhod Diya !! 

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Rafta rafta waqt se majboor hoti gayi

Bahut pyar tha tujhse aur tujhse hi main durr hoti gayi

Maine iltiza ki ke tere bin waqt nahi guzarta

Ye sun kar tu bhi thoda maghroor hota gaya
Kisi ki judai ko bardasht na kar payi main bhi

Dil-o-dimag se lashoor hoti gaya
Teri aankh mein na jaane kaisa hunar tha

Jo main poori mehfil mein masroor hoti gayi
Ye kaisi muhabbat ke muqadar ki ruswai hui hai

Main bewafa aur wo be_qasoor hota gaya ....

IT'S OVER

I am done with you

You are not anymore true

You lied to me

You hide from me

I don’t say I was right

But neither are you

Now future don’t seem bright

Anyhow with you

You show me your attitude

You fight without reason

Trying hard to make us apart

In this lovely rainy season

After all the stupid fights

I tried to call you at 3 in the night

Just to get an automated answer

“This number is busy right now”

I know you are seeing someone

May be she is the reason for our fights

May be she is the one you are searching

May be she is the one who is “Right”

It’s sad but true

We are done through

Yes its over,my Lover

My First Day

That morning just after the rain

Sun was fighting to rule again

Wind were blowing in pain

Mother Earth was about to relive and regain

Yes that was one of the wonderful days

I was loving the unpronounceable language

I was loving the crowd full of different age

Bus was running on its own pace

To help passenger complete their race

I was one of them

Distinctly different but somewhat same

Just like others I reached the destination

Baggage full of anxiety and emotions

The campus was full of inviting greenery

Reminding me of an artist scenery

All in business formals

Trying to look different from normal

No known faces

Only “Can we be friends” type glances

I searched for a lone chair

To make I am also alone pair

My eyes searching for “Just like me”

But everyone seems to be buzy bee

But I loved everything of that day

Coz it was my first “Professional Day”

Woh Chaar Saal

Yaad hai who August ka mahina

Jab hum ghar se vida hue the

Ghar ki yaadon ko sehna

Aur mummy papa se alag rehna

Kitna katin lag raha tha

Har shaqs ajnabi sa lag raha tha

Par patah nahi tha khuda ne

Hamare jaise banaye the aur bhi kamine

Aur sabko bhej diya tha hostel me 4 saal jine

Jis se milo apna sa lagta tha

Ghar ab dur ka ristedaar sa lagta tha

Dost hi sab kuch lagne lage

Hamara har such dukh samjhne lage

Jo baat maa-baap se kar na sake

Who doston ke bich aam hone lagi

Raaton ko jaag kar baanth maarna

Parte waqt hi neend ka aana

Har waqt “kinchai” ka idea khojna

Kise kaise tang karun ye sochna

Dincharya sa ban gaya tha

Kisi zamane ke toppers jo kehlate the

Who bhi passing marks ko taraste the

Classes kam malls me attendance jada thi

Bunk marne ki aadat na jane kisne laga di thi

Subah ka suraj dekhe zamane bith gaye

Raat ka andhere me hi 4 saal bita diye

Phone ka bill na jane kaise badhtha tha

Baatein to bas “tum kuch bolo” hi chalta tha

Ladkon ko tarrne ka maza hi kuch aur tha

“Ye mera who tera” ka kissa hi kuch aur tha

Mess k khane ki kya baat kahun

“chup kar” ki awaaz aati hai agar shuru bhi karna chahun

Net aur Lan ka nasha kuch aisa chaya

Viva me “IP address kya hai?”pucha gaya to samjh na aaya

Har HOD faltu, Har “Prof” nikamma hai

Career barbaad karne ka diya inko jimma hai

Jis prof ne bunk marne par attendance nahi li

Ushe kar diya humne us din galiyon se free

Exam ka time table bhi

Kar na saka hamara life unstable kabhi

Kyunki

“Tehre pani me to koi b kashti uthar sakta hai,

Maza to tab aata hai jab mausam kharab hai”

Lab to bahana tha AC me bitane ka

Acha mauka mila tha “solitaire” me maharat hassil karne ka

Bench me naam amar karna

Proxy k liye larna

“aaj teri bari hai”

Class me 15 min late pahunchna

Aur dost ko aage dhakelna

Yaad aata hai who “Orkut” ka zamana

Scraps ke liye doston se plead karna

Puchke wale ke samne line lagana

Aur kehna “ bhaiya thika aur dalna”

Yaad aata hai college ki jab baatein

Tab sochti hun “kahan NIT kahan yeh IIM ki raatein”