Ek karz hai mujhpe

Kuch na rha ab baaki mere hisse mein,
saanson ka bas yeh ek karz hai mujhpe,
chahu toh abhi karlu mohabbat maut se mein,
par kuch apne abhi bhi hai mere aangan mein.

Har waqt yeh khyal rehta hai mann mein,
saath nibhate nibhate sabka, kudh ko kitna peeche chodd aaya main,
maa ne kitni awaazein lagayi thi mujhko,
jaane ko mana kiya tha duniya mein
dheeth mera bachpana tha, bure ko aate dekh pehchan na saka mein

jalta hai tan mera, thandi thandi baarish mein
laal rang ke aansu, bas thame huye hai aankhon mein
saath ab kisi ka nahi mere hisse mein,
saanson ka bas yeh ek karz hai mujhpe

arth nhi hai ab mere lafzon mein,
dard nhi hai, mujhko mar jaane mein,
tawazzon dete dete thakta nhi tha jinko main
saamne hoke bhi unko dikhta nhi main

raah ab kisi ki nahi  meri aankhon mein,
saanson ka bas yeh ek karz hai mujhpe

STOP IT!!

So, going through news today, once again came across,column filled up with rape and sexual harassment with women. I think we might become the super nation by 2020, but with this rapid increase in rape cases, our so called brave Indians, whose bravery has just reduced to harassing women and raping them, this nation is going to be the super rapist nation by this year end only, or probably a month. Won't we be proud our nation, which is called BHARAT MATA , is itself the one, who ranks at top position in raping mother, daughter, sister, grandma, just every other women in this nation, perhaps of other nations too, cause they would never like to not show off their bravery of harassing women, the best what they can do.

I am not writing this blog to ask when this is going to stop, i am not asking women to plead for mercy for not harassing them, my point is to please fight back, even if it is at the cost of your life. To all the men, who are just so much the devotees of sex and filled up with "bhakti"( devotion) for physical pleasure, at the cost of harming a women, i wish death for you all.
 I would not say ,  to the men before raping women think about their female family members, because if they had any care for them, they wouldn't have ever dared to hurt female member of any other family.
But I guess, your sexual urge and an aim to ruin down the identity of women, their dreams, their confidence, to prove  your bravery in harassing women, is greater than anything in this world.

You blame movies for showing up so called "masala" in it. You blame girls for wearing short clothes, you blame women for wearing sarees, burkha, full body covered dresses, you blame women for working late at nights and coming home late in the nights,  because they all provoke you to rape a women. Perhaps, you should blame yourself being a man. The blame is actually on you for taking birth. The blame is on you for letting the devil win inside you. The blame is on you for not stoping.


Girls are not the criminals for being rapped, criminal is the rapist. And to the leaders of this nation, no matter how many strict laws, security or precautions you introduce, this  monstrous crime of ruining down an identity of women, self-confidence, it's only gonna stop, when you execute the plans to actually stop it.


This blog might go on in the list of all those blogs about stopping this crime, may it also get copy pasted in some school projects or college assignments, or some internet articles, but the point is STOP IT.

Born to truth, Death to lie.

Sitting here, on my office desk, and wondering whats going on with the life, where life is heading. Billions of thoughts, storming my brain, insisting my heart to just simply take a pause from this life, perhaps a stop also, so that i don't have to face the lie.
"Everybody lies, and that's the only truth of life" I still hear the echo of these lyrics, while i was performing jazz dance to it last year. I understood the music for setting up choreography on the song, but now i wonder if anyhow i could have figured out a choreography for my life, a choreography which would have been a blend of the best flexibility to the sweet music of false promises i have been made with so much of love, that they even promised, that when i will hit the ground, i would not even fill the pain.
But I believe that was just an another fake truth they said to me.
                 They lifted me up in the heaven, with all their lies, that i didn't even realized that there is ceiling at top of this heaven, which is waiting for my head to hit it hard, so i fall, and when i fall, those sweet poisoners moved away with floor itself, so this time i didn't even hit the floor, i choose to just keep falling, so that someday my body will just rest on a bed of roses, as they said, they would be there to catch me if i fall. But No wonder, the bed of roses were replace by a cot of thorns, that too just in the shape of my anatomy, so this time when i fell down there on that cot, every single thorn was right there in my bones and my spinal cord. What a perfect master plan they had, and i didn't even realized it.
       So now when my spines is shattered, and my broken hands are tied with chains, I am dead to the bone, my soul is torn apart, and the icing on the cake , was that they asked me not to cry and scream. Because they would not like to witness my tears and hear my screams. But they do love to see my heart bleed. I heard,  tears are colorless, but i have witnessed my heart cry, red in color with dark blue smudges on the surface.

Still, something inside me is there, which don't believes that it all was a lie, my crying heart, still find it hard to believe, it is still beating to witness the truth of those words. Somehow it is still working,

I know the only truth we are born to witness is death. Rest, all is just another lie.
Sitting here, on my office desk, I am wondering if there is any other truth i can witness in my life, before i die to a lie.

WHERE WE ARE?

67 years of freedom, and still there is the invisible cage to slave us all. Today we talk about, development, modernisation, westernisation, freedom and rights, and we are the same person who dont want anybody to excersice their rights. You might be wondering what is all this about, that i am talking about, but don't worry this is not going towards those blogs which discusses about political and economical reforms even after 67 years of freedom.
                  But today i am going to tell you a short story about how these 67 years old free INIDA, has made me face 22 years of my life with a cage around me. So, the very first choice which i would have wanted to make, as soon as i stepped in this world, was to take breath, grow a bit, run a bit, walk a bit, fall a bit, and then again rise a bit.  I am not saying that i didn't got the freedom to do all this, rather what used to happen is that there are those so called " CHAAR LOG" whom i really didn't even a got a chance to meet in my life, i was constantly put under a pressure that what they are going to talk about me, if they get to know "I want to live my life on my terms." But nevermind, i never payed attention to those peoples.
         
But now what, Is this blog a autobiography of me? The answer is No.  This is a mirror to the most hypocrate country in this world. Our country speaks of everything which western people speak, they immitate and mimic everything which is being carried out in different nations, but if you remember once the famous " CHAAR LOG" said a very wise thing, that NAKAL KARO, PAR AKAL BHI LAGAO, atleast they gossiped something wiseful. So now what happend, people started the theory of "CTRL+C" and "CTRL+V" and never tried to understand the concept for any of those things which they copied from outer nations, they never used their "AKAL", brains.

                                 The real story which I am going to tell is that I am a hindu boy who is in love with a girl from different religion. Everything has been going smooth for quite a long time. But is it possible to have any indian story-telling without twist and melodrama, simply NO. So almost everybody knows the concept of "ctrl+c" and "ctrl+v", so INDIANS are no where at the back of the crowd, whenever there is a chance for them to boast, how well educated they are, how much respect they have in the society and how deep is their relation with the famous CHAAR LOG. So they would always say we are in favour of "ONE RELIGION". We are no longer advocates of our religion, but we are followers. Which is absolutely no truth? I have been separated from my love for quite a time, just because they dont want the CHAAR LOG to know about our love, beacuse that would definately would not be appreciated by those CHAAR LOG. But I am keeping my patience, and the intresting thing is the source of strength for me is the same as the source of restrictions for them, the holy books of all the religion. I have started reading them recently, "MARTA KYA NA KARTA??" so i took the support of reading the holy books of the religion.  And after reading a good amount of pages, i was shocked to realise, that all these religions, for which we criticise each other, are all the same. Each holy book, talks about, LOVE, ONE ALMIGHTY, BROTHERHOOD. So i dont understand, that being a 22 year guy am i fool to understand that these holy books, in each of their way, only leads all the followers to central point, where everyone is child of the same GOD, or those who are way more older than me, are intelligent enough to understand that there is no central point.

Just to quote a few from those holy books

Geeta says:
 sarva-dharmān parityajya

mām ekaḿ śaraṇaḿ vraja

ahaḿ tvāḿ sarva-pāpebhyo

mokṣayiṣyāmi mā śucah

 Abandon all varieties of religion and just surrender unto Me. I shall deliver you from all sinful reactions. Do not fear

koee bolai raam raam koee khudhaae ||
koee saevai guseeaa koee alaahi ||
kaaran karan kareem ||
kirapaa dhhaar reheem ||

Some call the Lord 'Ram, Ram', and some 'Khuda'. Some serve Him as 'Gusain', others as 'Allah'. He is the Cause of causes, and Generous. 

                    I wont add much details about my relationship, but all what i would like to say is if you are CTRL+C and CTRL+V literate, there are still a large chunk of INDIA, who is not literate enough to copy and paste everything, but they do understand the concept of humanity, love and one religion. And for that I am proud on all those peoples, who copied paste but had their brains in their head, because they were never worried about what those four famous individuals are going to talk about them, if they decide to live the life on their terms. Yes, they only think of their happiness and are not scared of anything, but they do take responsibity that their happiness would not hurt that of others.
               At the end, would only like to add. all religions are one, INDIANS if we say that as we read that from our holy books, then please lets also have some guts to beilieve and encourage it.
But alas!! " MERA DESH SO RAHA HAI", and everytime anybody who tries to wake them up, either they are pushed towards "snooze" or simply "dismiss". No human being have any provision to get a certified letter from heaven that this human being bears a good character. It's just you have to keep a belief in that and not hit the snooze button, rather wake up, let the love and peace blossom, and religions prosper, so that you can do the rightful justice to all the teachings of those holy books and to humanity of this world.

 I REST MY CASE, I LET YOU ALL TO THINK WHAT SHOULD BE DONE IN ORDER TO KNOW, WHERE WE ARE?


                                                                         #ONE RELIGION