Salvation of a Relation

 Sometimes you just need to hold hands..

if your feeling is for real..

tears will surely follow you

from eyes to cheek

without any effort..

That will be your real salvation of your relation for now....

Melancholy

 Doesn't matter that your call disturb me....

its your thought that dont leave me anymore...

no matter what i do...they keep on coming..

They keep on haunting....

They keep on complaining...

And the Irony is i can't even complain about this to you....

As you are no way responsible for my disturbance in active form ....

You are in there in passive form...which you dont even know ..not even realize....

Its all in  mind.....

My mind.....

with no mind connection of yours....

So as to i only suffer...

I only bear the consequences...

I only have the repercussions...

Alas...you are there.....

But you are not here....

You are here....

But not in there....

What a tragedy...

What a melony....

What a melancholy....

Ramblings of My Heart

At First i would like to apologize as i am man of few words only.Normally I believe not to interfere in the process of Mother Nature & let it happen,in whichever way it is happening and in the end get the ultimate Nature's surprise.But when you realize that whatever is happening is not something natural or that's what your gut feeling says then what a man should realize should do,that is also point of Debate,there may be myriad of views & later on consequences of action thereafter,but whatever action a man take he should be convinced by his own self rather then being motivated by external factors,which in my opinion also plays a part.
                                                                        I also want to apologize,if i disappoint any reader of  my grammatical or any error as this is my 1st attempt to write prose writing.

Coming to the point of writing ,there is often time comes into your life, that your itching to do something ,but unable to get proper channel to vent out your emotions & let other people also listen to your voice, for me writing came to the rescue & let myself free of who I am.

Now as the justification for me ,why i am writing comes to an end ,i will just comes to  the motivation of me writing.

Something that bothers me is the divide i see in the society & overall world as a whole, what I was referring to as natural or unnatural or artificial if you may say so.

The unnaturalness or divide can me emancipating from the competition among living species or what we call in scientific way as "survival of the fittest"

But does that mean we should define it as " I get what I want whatever it takes."

Another thing i want to point out that in public life either it's our own or others life, why we are unable to digest a grey way of living ,why it is either totally black  or totally white.

We as a humans are not infallible. Remember the old proverb" To err is Human"

why  in public life we start seeing life so differently but when it comes to our own life everything goes acceptable because it's our  own life. Remember  the leader you are looking forward to also comes from the same society ,where you are living.

Why our society still not mature enough to understand to enlighten a society we need enlightened minds not false ideals & idealism, that what makes us so hypocrite in 1st place.

There are numerous example to understand it in our society .For  example how much effort we put to create our Sanskaari  or Cultured image & how we disassociate ourselves at the public level from the process of procreation and it is considered lewd or unethical, but when the same ideal close his home door ,he would be involved in the various process of  procreation who he publicly disassociate with cultural and sanskaar. How come the act when you speak in public becomes lewd and threat to your culture but when, the same act you do at home profusely its valid & rightfully fundamental right of blissfully living.

This heinous contradiction results into double standard living of our own life. In our case it results into denouncing our  own traditional values & accept the borrowed adulterated values which we consider as our own.

Instead of denouncing or denigrating act of procreation we start educating people around us, what are the advantages ,disadvantages , busting the myths related to the idea of it in a rational way.

Remember the act of procreation is the idea we are born with it .It is the same idea that brought us into the beautiful life. How  come that idea can be lewd if you justify so your own existence becomes lewd, right the point where you born.

So as a society we have to accept the idea of procreation is a natural one.

Doing the act does not make a person more cultured or less cultured.

It is a  matter of choice of that person and we should not start putting  labels to a person and act of doing it or talking about it as a crime.

Humans instinct is always like that, the more you start putting the barriers or closing

the door of a natural act, the more people will get attracted towards it.

The evident example is our population which anytime soon will be the highest in the world.

It is this regressive behavior of society  which leads to population explosion.

I am not suggesting that we should  that we should start doing the act in public but do not the discourage the discussion or label it as obscene.

Embrace the idea, expect that more genuine and open discussion will open our minds about various aspects which not only affect you at personal or physiological level or at national level, but how it will positively affect our various resources, which is in hand at our Nations Disposal.

मृगतृष्णा

विस्तृत   है यह संसार
पर परिसीमित की अभिलाषा है
आवेेग  है  बहुतेर
परन्तु  उसको संचित  
करने की अभिलाषा है

मानव मस्तिष्क  की कल्पना
का क्या कहना
जो  है  उसे छोड़कर अनुराग की कल्पना  है

निर्दिष्ट हो चुका  है वो संयोग
परन्तु संदेह है  अतुलनीय

यह समर्पित प्रेम है
या निर्जीव संवेदना मैं आदर की परिकल्पना

भाव अनेक मनुष्य अनेक
पर सब भावो का एक ही निचोड़

कुछ पाने की आस है
कुछ मिलने की आकांक्षा है

वो मिल जाए तो जीवन रास मिल जाये
अन्यथा  व्यर्थ है यह प्रेम
अनर्थ है ये जीवन

जरा दिलऐ  नादान  को सँभाल ऐ  महजबीन
जो हैं वो तुझ मैं ही है
 किसी और मैं नहीं

ये आकाश का विस्तार  नहीं
तेरा नूर है जो
जिसमे खिल  गया है  सारा  जहाँ


खुदा गवाह  है
खुद से खुदी  की पहचान  कर

खुदा रहमदिल है
बस  तू अपने  ऊपर  ऐहतराम  कर


द्वारा

पीयूष  चंदा

ज़िन्दगी

खामोश  आशियानों  की दरख्तों  पर 

कभी   किसी  दूर  किनारे से ,

कोई  आवाज़  सुनाई देती है 

तो  खुद से ही कुछ सवाल  कर बैठता  है यह दिल, 

इंसान की महफ़िल  मैं तलाश  करता है 

इंसानों को यह दिल ,

कुछ बातों मैं ही 

बातों का स्वरुप तलाशता हू  मैं 

तन्हाई मैं भी तन्हाई खोजता हू  मैं 

भीड़  मैं भी अनजान बातों  से 

तन्हा रहता है यह दिल 

खुद खुदी से बेपरवाह यह दिल 

खुदा से ईल्ताजाह है  हो जाओ बेपर्दा उस दिल से 

मालूम तो हो की 

आखिर माजरा क्या है 

रंगीन कांच सी लगती है यह ज़िन्दगी 

और मजाल  ये 

टूटने पर दर्द हो तो तो बुजदिल  कहता  है यह ज़माना 

आईने  मैं खुद को ही देखने से ताज्जुब होता है अब 

खुदी से खुद बहुत पीछे रह गयी है  ज़िन्दगी 

पर तलाश ज़ारी है खुद को पाने की

पियूष  चंदा 

FAREWELL

i burn my heart,to keep my life flame burning

my lips are smiling but i am crying from within

i cry from outside but my heart is getting relieved from within

This is the momentous occasion in which

my eyes want to catch them forever

As if they should be freeze in memory

& i will see them never

i want to hold them in hands & keep them

in my pockets for eternity

as i will live till eternity

but suddenly i realize life is so ephemeral

i want to hold them but they are not in my control

off course they are comfort to both body & soul

but moments later i realize

they are not in front of me anymore

they are gone

the occasion went like a swoosh of wind

we laughed ,we smiled,we cried,we fight,we scorn

we appreciate,we get envy

& suddenly all came to naught

thou it is very difficult to console your heart of sort

but life has to go on as it went earlier

they will be always be in present in my heart

in the form of memories & stories

Now a new life is waiting for me minus them

off course i will get them in another form

lets see then , what happens next .




PIYUSH CHANDA

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और क्या.......!!!!!


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