Successful compilation of random thoughts with run-time errors !!

2010-12-09T01:50:00.000-08:00

पंख अगर होते मेरे पास
रंगों में भर देता पलाश
शब्दों में भर देता उल्लास
नया पैगाम, नई अभिलाष
पंख अगर होते मेरे पास
दूरी है, मजुबरी है, नहीं हूँ हताश
बिरह में, मिलन का एहसास
उमंग है, तरंग है, मन में है बिश्वास
उड़ आऊंगा, अंतहीन हो चाहे आकाश
पंख अगर होते मेरे पास
शब्द नहीं, व्यक्त हैं बिरह का प्रकाश
कविता नहीं, छंदों में है भावों का विकाश
मन उपवन सा, मरुस्थल सा वास
साथ नहीं, फिर भी साथ होने की आश
पंख अगर होते मेरे पास

2010-10-02T02:38:00.000-07:00

हट के

चाह बस अब सबकी एक ही है, लगना है हट के,
गिरते पड़ते, लड़ते झगड़ते, भूले या भटके,
समुंदर में बहते, आसमान में उड़ते या पहाड़ो में लटके,
चाह बस अब सबकी एक ही है, लगना है हट के . . .

जो सब करते हैं, हम वह कर नहीं सकते,
जिन गीतो पर दुनिया नाचती, उन पर हम्हारे पांव नहीं थिरकते,
जो जगह सबको आती पसंद , हम वहां नहीं जाते,
लोकप्रिय लेखक और कलाकार हमे रास नहीं आते . . .

फीका रंग हमें CUTE लगता और चटकीला कुछ लगता COMMON,
जकूज़ी में डूबकर हम सुकून धुंडते और पूजा पाठ को कहते पागलपन,
जब सड़कों पर बच्चे भूके मरते, हम १४११ बाघों की चिंता करते,
ट्रैफिक पुलिस को हम घूस देते, पर समलैंगिक अधिकार के लिए लड़ते . . .

पिताजी जी को पा, भाई को bro, और मित्रों को हम dude बुलाते,
जन्माष्टमी की हमें खबर नहीं, पूरा दिसम्बर हम Santa के गुण गाते,
चम्मच से हम चावल खाते, और INDIANs को कहते CHEAP PEOPLE,
भिकारी देख खिड़की चढाते, और JAI HO सुन खोलते CHAMPAGNE BOTTLE . . .

चाह बस अब सबकी एक ही है, लगना है हट के,
छोटी छोटी खुशियों को भूल, किसी जटिल सोच में अटके,

खुद से लड़के, लोगों से छुपके, एक अकेलेपन में फसके,

चाह बस अब सबकी एक ही है, लगना है हट के . . .

Sanket

2010-09-24T12:36:00.000-07:00

कैसे करूं मैं आज कविता ?

छंदों से करदूं आँख मिचोली,

या लिख दूं कोई सुरीली बोली ...

शब्दों की लाली रच दूं,

या रंग दूं पेचीदा अक्षरों की होली ..

कैसे करूं मैं आज कविता ?

वर्णन करूं प्रकृति का रूप,

या भर दूं पन्ने लिख बिरह का दुःख ...

बयान कर्रों कोई प्रेम गाथा,

या रुदन करूँ लिख गरीबों की भूख ...

कैसे करूं मैं आज कविता ?

लिखूं राजनीती की बातें,

या अंकित करूं माँ की ममता ...

चर्चा करूं देश के इतिहास की,

या सिध्ध करूं युवा पीड़ी की क्षमता ...

कैसे करूं मैं आज कविता ?

कलम आज तू खुद ही कवी बनजा,

अपनी स्याही से खुद ही कोई रचना रचा ...

खुली आँखों से अँधेरा देख रहा हूँ मैं,

और आँखें बंद करूं तो जैसे कोई कोहराम मचा ...

आज ना कर पाउँगा मैं कविता ...... !!

संकेत

2010-05-03T10:51:00.000-07:00

मेरा बचपन . . .

मन की अधूरी राह में,

हर अधूरी चाह में,

हैं जो चिरंतर हाहाकार,

अंतर्मन का करून चीत्कार,

मुझे और जीने नहीं देता,

चाहकर भी भूलने नहीं देता

दर्द भरी यह मेरी मनोब्यथा . . .

जब कभी भी मन मेरा ज्यादा घबराता,

याद मुझे मेरा बचपन आता,

था वोह बचपन जो सुना सुना सा,
याद ना आये प्यार अपनों का,
सबमे में एक अकेला न्यारा न्यारा,
                                                                किसी ने स्वीकारा, किसी ने दुत्कारा,
कब हंसा, कब रोया,
                                                                कब जगा, कब सोया,
                                                                पी के आंसू अपने,
                                                                हर गम को खुद में संजोया ,
                                                                टूटे सारे सपने सलोने ,
                                                                बीता बचपन जाने अनजाने ,

                                                                  छोड़ गया इक धुंदली परछाई . . .

                                                                याद कर आज आँखें भर आई.
                                                          तब में था अकेला,
                                                                ना कोई था साथ मेरे,
                            अब जब सब हैं साथ मेरे,
                                                                गुमशुम किसी रात में,
                            पाता हूँ खुद को फिर भी अकेला . . .

2010-04-20T13:15:00.000-07:00

Shaadi Ka Laddu . . .

‘Shaadi’ – One word, so many perspectives, so many impacts, such different colors, different shades, tempting, overwhelming, demanding, compromising, life-changing … the list is endless. 'Shaadi-ka-laddu' undoubtedly is one sweet that even the eat sleep and breathe fitness freak would love to die for. [It’s a different story if they literally die post marriage :P]

Hey, wait, but then why is this Shaadi ka laddu such an enigma? What makes it so scrumptious ? a sixty-four-thousand-dollar question !

Be it the gracious smile of the blushing-behind-the-curtains shy girl of 90's eavesdropping elders in the family discussing the ‘Ristaa’, or the faint smirk at the trying-to-look-nonchalant guy’s face at the sight of the statuesque picture of the लड़की or the 'likes', 'tweets', 'buzzes, 'updates' etc of the current facebook-orkut[crap ;)]-twitter जनता - the fascination of 'Shaadi ka Laddu' is axiomatic.

Undoubtedly-the-hottest-bombshell-in-my-group,शांत-सुशिल-पारिवारिक-लड़की, multi-billionaire-father-in-law,तीस-का-होगया-अब-तो-करनी-ही-पड़ेगी, I-think-it's-better-to-marry-her-than-stalking-24x7, अकेले-परदेस-में-क्या-करूँगा, Oh-she-has-a-xyz-visa, आजकल-कुछ-करने-को-नहीं-हैं, I-have-20-non-redeemable-annual-leaves-left,माँ-बाप-की-एकलौती-हैं, job-car-flat-done-what'sNext, इसके-फैसबुक-अकाउंट-में-एक-भी-लड़के-दोस्त-नहीं-हैं, if-mom-says-then-she-must-be-the-one, सिर्फ-विवेक-की-नहीं-सलमान-भाई-की-भी-चोइस-हैं-यार, I-might-get-a-chance-to-play-for-DeccanChargers-So-what-I-am-a-Pakistani-She-is-Hyderabadi .......

The triggers for a Man to marry a Woman [no it's not obvious anymore] are endless and unique. But the volume and uniqueness of these triggers are insignificant. What is more important is that shyly or loudly, timidly or willingly, forcefully or bravely, knowingly or circumstantially, secretly or openly 'Shaadi Ka Laddu' हर बंदा चखना चाहता हैं ... from Fool to Cool, Loser to Topper, Boring to Rocking, Subdued to Dude, typist to careerist, Zero to Hero, Shohaib to Salman [ Okay not Salman ], Orthodox to On-the-rocks, Shaadi.com-types to Facebook.com-types - each one of them wants to try this mysterious laddu .. Amazing isn't it ... After all ये शादी का लड्डू हैं ... जो खाए वोह पछताए [ not sure, based on stories and what victims say] and जो ना खाए Big-Time पछताए ...

Love,
Sanket :)

Appraisal Geeta

2010-04-15T10:40:00.001-07:00

हे पार्थ !! (कर्मचारी),

इनक्रीमेंट/ अच्छा नहीं हुआ, बुरा हुआ….
इनसेंटिव नहीं मिला, ये भी बुरा हुआ…
वेतन में कटौती हो रही है बुरा हो रहा है, …..
तुम पिछले इनसेंटिव ना मिलने का पश्चाताप ना करो,
तुम अगले इनसेंटिव की चिंता भी मत करो,
बस अपने वेतन में संतुष्ट रहो….
तुम्हारी जेब से क्या गया,जो रोते हो?
जो आया था सब यहीं से आया था …
तुम जब नही थे, तब भी ये कंपनी चल रही थी,
तुम जब नहीं होगे, तब भी चलेगी,
तुम कुछ भी लेकर यहां नहीं आए थे..
जो अनुभव मिला यहीं मिला…
जो भी काम किया वो कंपनी के लिए किया,
डिग़्री लेकर आए थे, अनुभव लेकर जाओगे….
जो कंप्यूटर आज तुम्हारा है,
वह कल किसी और का था….
कल किसी और का होगा और परसों किसी और का होगा..
तुम इसे अपना समझ कर क्यों मगन हो ..क्यों खुश हो…
यही खुशी तुम्हारी समस्त परेशानियों का मूल कारण है…
क्यो तुम व्यर्थ चिंता करते हो, किससे व्यर्थ डरते हो,
कौन तुम्हें निकाल सकता है… ?
सतत "नियम-परिवर्तन" कंपनी का नियम है…
जिसे तुम "नियम-परिवर्तन" कहते हो, वही तो चाल है…
एक पल में तुम बैस्ट परफॉर्मर और हीरो नम्बर वन या सुपर स्टार हो,
दूसरे पल में तुम वर्स्ट परफॉर्मर बन जाते हो ओर टारगेट अचीव नहीं कर पाते हो..
ऎप्रेजल,इनसेंटिव ये सब अपने मन से हटा दो,
अपने विचार से मिटा दो,
फिर कंपनी तुम्हारी है और तुम कंपनी के…..
ना ये इन्क्रीमेंट वगैरह तुम्हारे लिए हैं
ना तुम इसके लिये हो,
परंतु तुम्हारा जॉब सुरक्षित है
फिर तुम परेशान क्यों होते हो……..?
तुम अपने आप को कंपनी को अर्पित कर दो,
मत करो इनक्रीमेंट की चिंता…बस मन लगाकर अपना कर्म किये जाओ…
यही सबसे बड़ा गोल्डन रूल है
जो इस गोल्डन रूल को जानता है..वो ही सुखी है…..
वोह इन रिव्यू, इनसेंटिव ,ऎप्रेजल,रिटायरमेंट आदि के बंधन से सदा के लिए
मुक्त हो जाता है….
तो तुम भी मुक्त होने का प्रयास करो और खुश रहो…..

तुम्हारा बॉस कृष्ण

[ Author : Neither me nor Lord Krishna :) ]

2010-03-16T12:33:00.000-07:00

Hey, Nice Shirt . . .

Yeah, the shirt in the left sucks ! It does! And there are worse than this, a lot of them, awful, tasteless, fashionless, off-the-peg, ill-fitting ones. And many of us are wearing them, sometimes because we don't care, sometimes in hurry and at times our dressing sense is ultra-poor. So what, hey, Nice Shirt . . .

I have realized that the key to success in the corporate world is the ability to find these #niceShirts on the right people at the right time. Now whether these successful people acquire this unparalleled dexterity over a period of time or is it something that comes to them by default, is something beyond my intellectual capacity. As a matter-of-fact, these people are beyond my comprehension. But then these are the future of the country, the future business leaders, CXOs and the heir of #niceShirt tribute by the following batch of success-fools. it’s a legacy of success-fool people , a taste that only a few privileged in the industry has ...

The #niceShirt skill-set is the base class of many such related and derived skills; such as #niceJacket, #niceWatch, #niceShoes, #nicePerfume, #nice@#$%&^, and also the #iLoveYourXXXX and #iLikeYour&^%&* variants.

The aspiring #niceShirt artists, if I may, promptly figure out their target audience in no time as they enter the professional arena. While unskilled peers deprived of this great talent keep breaking their head on hard-work and delivery and other bu**-sh**. The hawkish eyes of this artist and razor-sharp brain identify the right people almost instantly. It can be their immediate supervisor, VP, CXO , Seniors, HR . They know it well. They have it all chalked-out. Who will be useful when... Writing a recommendation, giving a promotion, helping in exponential growth... They know it all, who will be useful when ...

Once the right set of people are identified and synchronized in the snake-memory of these artists, they schedule the batchJob of addressing #niceShirts in a periodic and routine manner. From what I have observed, it is an adaptive and incremental process and these artists also add a lot of variety to it by means of adjectives, adverbs and what-not from their armoury.

So, how about not-so-gifted worker like me!! It’s not that I am against this art, just that I am incompetent :(. Yes, now I think I know who are the right people, Okay, I almost know them :), and I also know the right time [common every time is a right time ! ] but for Christ’s sake I do not find your stinking , oversized, dull shirts and jackets to be nice !!!!! No it’s not a nice shirt . . . and yes I am not going to even look at them ... I know no matter how good I work and how much ever effort i put into my work, I will never be noticed, and will remain just the other guy ... But I can't help it, I am not a success-fool and it's not a nice shirt at all . . .

Check out Save Our Tigers | Join the Roar

2010-02-18T01:18:00.001-08:00

Title: Save Our Tigers | Join the Roar
Link: http://gotaf.socialtwist.com/redirect?l=-114114451916231186631

2009-08-15T05:38:00.000-07:00

What is Love ?

Love is Simple .

Love is Listening ....

LISTEN TO PEOPLE

Don't Wait for your turn to talk ; Just Listen.

Look them in the eyes;

Care about what they're saying ...

and just LISTEN !

LOVE is simple.

Love is ....

Acknowledging.

Acknowledge them for what they are ...

Not for

What you want them to be.

Just

Acknowledge them ....

Think about all the people who support you .......

Your Mom

Dad

Your Spouse .....
Partner ....

FRIENDS

JUST ACKNOWLEDGE THEM

Tell them

What a Difference they make for you .

Pretend that they

Don't know the obvious !

and State the obvious like
its never been heard before !

It's not the famous people in the world
that make your world.

It's Your Friends...

It's Your Family ...

It's Your Children .

Because ....

LOVE is Simple ..

Love is ....

seeing the ordinary.

2008-07-13T06:11:00.000-07:00

साम्प्रदायिक राजनीति

Communal Politics - I always thought these two exotic words are very cool and strong words and they rock when used in essays, and group discussions and stuff like that; I had been using them to my advantage ever since I have understood the literal meaning of it, or misunderstood I must say.

Chetan Bhagat always inspires me, as his genre and style of writing makes me feel very comfortable while I m reading his brainchildren. Be it the love making scene at professor's place at "Five Point Someone" or the email stuff they did against the boss in "One night at Call center" ; I think our guy makes sense, and more than anything else it keeps me engaged as nine out of ten times I could sense the humor that will be following after a simple narration. Its smart humor. I like it. However, this blog is not about CB and his writings, I definitely owe him one though.

This is about Communal Politics. The other night when I finished "3 mistakes" it was a mixed reaction. I definitely liked the sequence at Australia, loved vidya as a character; And wow , Govind rocks. The ending was a bit drag though. Anyway, coming back or rather going into the point , "3 Mistakes" also drew some pictures of "2002 Gujarat Violence" and some understanding of Communal Politics at Gujarat. I did some amount of googling to find out the history; Ayodhya, Godhra ......... Its nerve rattling stuff. I can not believe that politicians can actually go to these extents. While being shocked and feeling disgusted about these kinda situations, I also consider myself to be lucky to belong to west-Bengal and then Bangalore. Touch wood !! The other day (Friday, 10Th July) office ended early as there was some tension in northern Bangalore, apparently due to the NP Hard Hindu-Muslim problem.

I don't know this weekend God wanted me to dive deep into Indian Communal Politics or its just the chain of co-incidents; Yesterday night I was watching this movie called "AMU" by Sonali Bose. Its easily the best Indian movie I watch this year. Amazing direction. However, the story and the facts surrounded were not only shocking , but mind-boggling ! [ Watch out Brinda Karat, amazing .... though a political take once again to attack titler; but kudos karat.]

If Gujrat, Hindutva, Babri, Godhra, Sabarmati, Muslim, BJP were the keywords of Friday night; Saturday night was pre-dominantly 1984 and Sikh. I was into tears when I saw the visuals in the movie, and then later in blogs and other Google images of 84.

Mass-murdering Sikhs because the two bodyguards of Mrs. Gandhi who killed her were Sikhs; And people accepts it. Some people anticipates !!!! You gotta be kidding me. I mean we are taking about 1984. A free India, democratic country, decent education ratio, and communal politics makes an issue as tiny as this ............... Shit !!!! Sometime I feel the guys who blindly respond to these Netas' calls are the biggest assholes a country can ever have. I mean this is worse than anarchy; This is worse than being ruled by a barbarian king (Aurangzeb, if i may humbly place this as an example; Hope there wont be any fatwa issued against me :-) ) or a stupid for that matter ( Lets say Tughlak). At least their you know you are fucked up, because its the boss who screws. But what are we doing in this democracy ...... Boy , this is nuts ..... This is absolute bull-shit.

Just imagine the ones who lost their relatives in those riots !!!!!! Life will be so different for them. Shit, imagine the anger in their hearts. Origin of Terror.

I know, I making a bloody mess out of this blog. I am sure those who have managed to read this far must be cursing me and also wondering "So what the fuck is your point ? ". Believe me I have no idea, what is the point. Its just that I am feeling helpless, I am angry, I am surprised and I feel so so depressed.

I am not sure if people like you and me can ever make a difference. If our awareness will count. But I think somewhere deep down we all are responsible for all this bullshit. How many times you have noticed that some of us opt out of eating at a Muslim restaurant, when boozed up making silly comments about terrorists and then relating it to the entire community. I mean, most of us just say it without thinking about, 90% of times without having any grudge, hatred or sarcasm for them. But these kind of remarks, gossips, and beliefs are the base for those motherfucking politicians to inject poison. I have decided I am not going to ever talk/listen anything baseless and silly about any community unless I myself am convinced about it.

Folks, this is a very simple request from all of you friends. Guys, just resist those unnecessary, "K....." ,'"M....", "T........." words next time when you watch an Indian-Pakistan match. I mean I used to call my Friend Amir Ali as "Pakistani" during our group get-together and take pride of my sense of humor !!!! Holy shit ...... Bull shit ...... Humor my foot ..... this needs to stop friends ...... lets stop making communal comments just for the sake of it. You never know how different mind including your own register it as !!!!

---- संकेत

2006-12-11T12:46:00.000-08:00

HO-GA-NA-KAL ( Hegenekal falls tamilnadu, 3rd dec, 2006)

Well I really doubt whether sandy will be so excited even on his marriage day(assuming that one day he will) as much as he was that day. This was a much needed break for me atleast, after five days of ctrl+c and ctrl+v. A ship in the harbor is safe but that is not what the ships are built for. Well, thanks sandy to take the initiative to actually "implement" the 'design" which we tend to craft every other weekend intoxicated.

Prince, I, Sandy, Dips (in the back), rahul (in the middle) and gaurav (in the front ofcourse) at the hogenekal falls in tamilnadu really had a wonderful time. Be it vodka with nariyal pani or head massage at the bank of the river, cooking food in the jungle or bon-fire at the dhaba :), it was out-n-out fun. Folks, next time when you are going to kill your Saturday just by watching a movie or boozing and abusing ur manager just remember that none of us talked about our career, manager, and salary that day...So it was fun !!!