Growing Up

I have a theory…. सूनने में शायद  अच्छा लगे पर सच्ची नही होगी … The re was a movement in 2011 for some lokpal Bill. Many unknown faces for aam admi lead that movement for the aam admi. Let us just see who all were in that movement…. Mr Kejriwal was the most popular figure in the movement. After many days of struggle on jantar mantar he decided with the help of other members like Kiran Bedi, Prashant Bhushan, Yogendra Yadav, Manish Sisodia. He was a lean and thin man on a mission we as youngster thought he is the one to look upto who has no shades of gray and only deals in black and white. We all have heard how Saddam Hussein had multiple imposters for his public appearances. Something of that sort might have happened with him, his political adversaries might have put an imposter in place of him so that the imposter keeps on making some tweets which gets trolled so many times that I feel pity on myself that I had supported this guy back in 20...

आज कुछ दोस्त बहुत याद आये   गुज़रा हुआ लम्हा वो साथ लाये  बैठा करते थे  साथ साथ  खेला करते थे साथ साथ  उड़ना  चाहते थे साथ साथ  दोस्त होने का मतलब समझ आता था उनके साथ   किनारों पर शोर ही होता है  पुराना दोस्त ही दोस्त होता है  काश और जीलेते हम उन पलों को  आज उनको याद करके थोड़ा बहलाते मन को  यूँ ही दोस्त हमारे सारे अपने रस्ते निकल गए  कुछ पीछे रुक गए तो कुछ आगे निकल गए  यूँ तो अजीब लगा जो ये चेहरे बदल गए  फिर वक़्त के साथ हम भी सम्हाल गए  आज बहुत दूर आगये है हम  याद में भी आये तो किस्मत है हमारी  पर वो वक़्त साथ जिया है हमने ये नियति है हमारी  ज़िन्दगी उन्ही पलों में समेट  ले कोशिश है हमारी 

हर दिन एक संघर्ष है हर दिन एक लड़ाई है दर्द भरा है सीने में गम से आँखें भी नम  है ऐसा हर बार क्यों होता है हम  कल में वापस क्यों जाना चाहते हैं मैंने सोचा था लहरों से आगे देख लूंगा मैंने सोचा था सच को झुटला दूंगा आँसुओ को रोक लूंगा दर्द को छुपा लूंगा ऐसा क्यों होता है हम  कल में वापस क्यों जाना चाहते हैं मौसम भी बेगाना है अबतो हवा का  अंजाना  है अबतो ये गहरहियो के सन्नाटे है या यह वक़्त खेल है ऐसा क्यों होता है हम कल में वापस क्यों जाना चाहते हैं थक गया हूँ इन सपनो से थक गया हूँ इन कोशिशों से आता नहीं यकीन आगये है इस मोड पर ऐसा क्यों होता है  हम कल में वापस क्यों जाना चाहते हैं  वक़्त थमता नहीं वक़्त रुकता नहीं  इस दौड़ में सोचने को वक़्त मिलता नहीं  दौड़ थमने तक जीवन निकल जाती है  फिर ये मन रोता है .........  कल को रोकने का मन इसका करता है  ऐसा क्यों होता है  हम कल में वापस क्यों जाना चाहते हैं

BITTER TRUTH Meanwhile somewhere in an university where only intellectuals study KK  “ This country has a problem, we don’t have proper education system, proper job aspects” UK  “ This is why I don’t support the government” chotu a 12 yr boy slowly slides down two cups of tea and watches them talk…. BT#1 BITTER TRUTH VM tweets  “ I am being hunted down by media in UK. Sadly they did not look in the obvious place. I will not speak to media so don't waste your efforts. ” Bittu the son of a poor farmer silently recalls how the loan goons hunted his father till he gave up his life… BT#2 BITTER TRUTH Party Worker 1 spits gutkha in the corner of staircase and shouts  “ Chalo zaldi chalo aaj neta ji ke saath swachh bharat abhiyaan mein road saaf karna hai” Ramu quietly mops the corner and continues to clean the house BT#3

I remember once when I was in class fourth there was an announcement in the class that whoever is SC/ST please come forward. Each one of us where looking to each other and were wondering what is this SC/ST. But there was one  who stood up and went, he filled some form and that was it, we were still not sure what was it.  Time flew and years passed school was over and yes I was also one of the many who were trying for the prestigious colleges like IIT's (all) and NIT’s (at least some)....and then came the decision of another quota bracket being created of OBC's and verdict said keep the quota as in 9% for 2008 and 18% for 2009 and 27% for 2010 (correct me if I am wrong about the year).. I was the unlucky one ... yes I was the unlucky one who gave the JEE in the year when the quota was 27% for the OBC's 14+7 for the SC/ST...... And of course I was lucky enough that the Supreme Court had passed the order for quota not to be 50%... the result came and I missed ...

COLLEGE TIMES.... I along with my friend stand in line for books to be issued in the library.... Please don’t take us as studious people, we were taking the semester books which we had to take a month back. The people ahead of us moved and we along with pile of thick 8 to 9 books moved with the line. Just as my friend reaches the counter, the phone of librarian who happens to be a very helpful lady rings and she receives the call and we wait there.. ma’am: “ acha theek hai main dekhti hu kya karna” she nods a few times and says some more phrases like “ok” etc suddenly she says : “khana khaya kiye kin ahi” my friend standing just infront of her replies back “haan ma’am aloo parantha khaye hain” everybody standing nearby burst into laughter. And he was seriously thinking that ma’am had asked him about his breakfast…

Morning it was….. as usual we had again come up with something unique, knowing it would be a hard task but who the hell could question Anku Ji… we had talked to a local milkman near the college gate and he had agreed to sell us milk but he had designated the morning time.. We a group of around 12 guys had divided ourselves in a group of 3 people in each group. I had Panja and Ravi in my group. To tell you the work we had to do was one would fetch the milk in the morning and the second one would boil and the third had the work of cleaning the utensils. Now these tasks were on a round robin basis within the group. But it was on one’s group how to do divide the task. We had our own group and we had a thinking why would one wake up and fetch the milk, so all three had to get up and on our days and boiling and cleaning was divided. One fine morning all three of us set out to get the milk… College gate Guard 1: aaplog kaha jaa rahe hain?? Panja: bhai wo humlog aarahe hai thodi der m...