morning raga

इतना सुंदर स्वपन जब टूटा तो पता चला की सवेरा हो चला है ,

चिड़िया ने जब चेह्का तो पता चला की दुनिया जाग उठी है,

हर रंग नया लिबास नया ओढ़े यह ज़िन्दगी चल पढ़ी है,

रात की अंधियारी को पीचे छोड़ इतिहास अब रच चूका है ,

कौन जाने रात ने क्या समेटा ? 

जो सब जाने है की सुबह क्या नया है देता ,

रात है बलवान उसने है सब देखा ,

मन के अंतर्द्वंद को खगाल उसने सुबह को बुलाया ,

रात का रंग काला है तो क्या हुआ ,

उसी रात में आजादी का फूल खिला है ,

उसी रात में एक नयी ज़िन्दगी का आह्वान हुआ है ,

अब यह तो  तुमे   है  तय  करना  की रात भली या दिन,

सच  तो यह है मित्र ,

अगर सब है अच्छा तो रात में भी दिन है निकलता ||                      

what is this life full of care!

Its impeccable assumption for me to think on one I trust is loyal to my aspirations. I rather never think of him playing games of use and throw with me. The most pivotal point in a trust factor that leads to its rupture is when it’s unidirectional affair. Each and everything around you makes you feel moronic. Exactly something happening with me....

The worst thing in the world is the utter dependence on someone whom you trust. Your compassion encompasses you. You lose focus from your real work of interest. It’s a most disastrous feeling in the life of a person. I was losing my hold on myself and also on my performance.  I was under the constant agitation of being betrayed at some or other point of time.  Everyone says that the person communicates only for the fulfilment of his needs. There is nothing like called friendship existing on the earth. These are the notion of emotional fools. My take is if this the very truth of this materialistic era then what’s the difference between a human and philanderer? Both have same take on relationship only the genre differs. I was not ready to accept the truth of being betrayed but I can’t let down those who have hopes for me. This is juxtaposition that makes me bewildered. I can’t hide rather I can protect myself under the shelf of reasons. To forget one you trust is too difficult and to avert yourself to new is more difficult.

On the whole, my fundamental of trust on one...has abashed me in front of myself. My future notion is to now trust on books. They never cheat, beat and betray. They are far better than the selfish human. There is no bone of contention midst a book and human.

My pinnacle of success will one day make me realise that my decision to move ahead was wise enough.

A QUEER TRANSFORMATION

HELLO EVERYONE!  The very existence of artificial intelligent creatures is the result of human quest. These are economically cheaper because they consume no resources. Scientifically proven advancements in these fields have shown that these AI called as mechas (mechanical) can be transformed into ORGAS (organics) the real humans owing to their self motivated reasoning, human interaction and fast adaptation to new environment. The stark reality is this mecha is still out of reach of a commoner. I am more of an interested in the reverse transformations going on now a days. Yes indeed a queer transformation of an orga into a mecha!

The reason being the stress level increasing in every sphere of life.  My special focus is on the field of education.  The increasing competition at every level has made the human mechanical in nature. Let me take an example of Rohit Idnani (name change), 20 yrs. Old B.Sc graduate. Rohit was a totally lost case while he was preparing for his entrance to a university for his higher studies. His natural routine was losing a hold on him.  He was constantly studying for a stretch of 20 hrs. He hardly bothered about the lunch and his leisure activated. I was palpitated whenever I saw him preparing. It always gave me a feeling of the human race at the verge of extinction. More or less he was too mechanical in his efforts. At the end, the stark reality came crashing that he wasn’t able to do upto mark. This is a generalised problem. We owe too much towards our goal that we forget that we are humans. We try to give a tough competition to a high grade machine.  Its good o has a focus on our goals but not at the cost of our very own existence.

The main problem lies within the curriculum. The curriculum  frames  themselves aren’t interested in transformations. They rather being the agents of change are becoming more like the heavy burdens on the gen next. They are the sole developers of these newly transformed orgas into mechas.

In a nutshell , I just want to say even a mecha wants to have a feel. A mecha wants to have a life of an orga. Then why we orgas are dangering our own existence in the pursuit of our dreams? Do think about this!

jealousy: Driving force for success

It was a big nite! She was being conferred with the award of her all life hardwork. In some suburbs, wards were giving credits to their parents for upbringing. A leader for services to country, a student for his academia... blah blah. what if u donot get a credit for your accomplishment? Its just like a surge which lefts you isolated in land of joy! credit and success are like man and wife going hand in hand. if someone else is being credited, you get jealous. Indeed, jealousy is the driving force for success but the question is upto what extent? similarly every accomplishment applauds for credit? this is something which my kaleidoscope wants to answer by peeping into the kaleidoscope of sarah thatcher, a lady i met last summer at metro station.
i will do share about her in my coming blogs until peep out on my questions?

AN INTRODUCTION TO MY KALEIDOSCOPE

hello to everyone! might be enjoying the fullest of life at the present moment.  life is indeed very capricious. what we expect and what we get aren't really in proportion. In short life is a kaleidoscope! 
 You might be thinking what is the connection between the life and kaleidoscope? just like kaleidoscope is an enjoyable mixmomentsture of colours, our life is an enjoyable mixture of  moments. It's just like emoticons on your gmail reflecting your own very facet of life.

why i m here?
i request to my readers to take a jump into the plethora called life. why a plethora? its just its vastness that makes it difficult to be dealt with. Through my kaleidoscope, I would like to show an interesting picture of this plethora. i want to share my fantacies of life and generalise it to a value of life in my every creation. I just want to pen down something natural and extending to the suburbs of your life. A colour of life that is hidden somewhere in your kaleidoscope but still being unnoticed by you.

my inspiration
honestly speaking, two factors inspired me to pen down my emotions. Firstly is my ability to introspect and secondly the life transitions that i am observing at present. i also want to thank my very own Gary who have a great impact on my colors of life.

so get ready to unravel your kaleidoscope because its never too late....an artist is inside you.