Kaanch ke sheeshe tale jannat utarti Surkh gazal si rooh mein chalkati Nazar tike to mehbooba si dikhti Suroor muhabbat se zyaada Jigar ke raaz bayaan karti Khushiyo or gam ki bheed me Ek pyaale mein band ujaalo mein Maykhano men shaam dhalte kahaniya milti.
I learnt making wine More of truth Less of lies Niether i spoke to any chef Nor i had an expertise I added some love I added few surprise churned some trust substracted all fights Honesty is all i seek I swirl all over with heart It tastes divine & sweet Its a wine like … Continue reading Sweet Wine
Starving to quench everlasting guilt I decided to immersed my thoughts in ink Gulped all poisonous past Raised a toast for beautiful task Feeling better as I came out of masks Dwell all hidden pain in fire of smoke & heavenly elixir drink.
“Alisha….come here my doll….Did you like him” my father asked me “Yes…”I nodded with happiness in my eyes & forehead. That’s first time I ever saw my father in dilemma….a worry…something which I never felt since I opened my eyes in the world of my happy happy family…..although he knew that Varun will keep his daughter more happier than any other guy in this world but he wanted to know my answer & I was happy with my parents call. “Alisha didi (sister)….i have a surprise for you”Nihaal saying in cheerful voice “What surprise “I replied curiously “I will tell you….but for the time being, it’s enough for you that I have a surprise for you & by the way, now you are sister of IITian and its my turn to pay you off”Nihaal with more cheerful voice this time “Are you coming on rakhi the next week” I asked him “Sorry, sister…i already planned a trip with friends ” he replied “Never mind…go…you never know when you guys will meet again”i said “I knew, my sister will understand me…will come here after my trip….and important note….i need some…”he murmured “I will…20,000 will do “I replied to his unsaid words “Love you my dear sister “he replied happily “Ok…Ok…see…Nisha is calling…see you and enjoy “I ended “Hey…Alisha didi..Need to talk to urgently….very imp..Will come to your office in lunch "Nisha in excited voice “Now…whats that…had urgent meeting today “I replied “I saw pics…Its Nihaal with a girl everywhere……its seemed to be something between them” “haaaahaaaa…..ok will catch you at my office….got to go”I said and sail down to the memory lane. It was the last semester of college and I already had some dreams for future as everything was happening in a short time period, engagement with Varun…best campus placement…everything was good.I was dreaming for my sweet future with open shallow eyes. It was my last exam and I was on the way to home with my friends…all of sudden a call changed the course of my life… “Alisha….done with the exam" my uncle in mourning voice “Yes…infact …I will board the bus in sometime….why you sounds so bad" I had replied “Nothing…nothing…, at what time you will supposed to come tomorrow…I will be there for your pick up "he had said “Where's daddy, he had said that he would come to pick me…Like always… What’s the matter, uncle ….everything's all right there at home "I replied in worried voice? “Yes…Yes…dear, actually your parents went to attend a wedding and will be back by tommorow evening so i will come and pick you and you can stay with us till they will return, nothing to worry about it, your father called me as there's some network issue too ”Uncle said “Ok….” I replied I tried to call varun many times but he was not picking my call, I was not able to sleep as well…each and every minute was like hours of century at that moment as no one had picked the call..neither anyone else nor Nihaal and Nisha.The next morning my uncle came to pick me and we were on the on our way to home. As I stepped in..I saw crowd in front of my home, people mouning and my parents were wrapped in musk white sheets, sleeping like innocent children..i tried my best to wake them up “Yesterday…they met with an accident and…….”uncle with grief in voice “And….they died “I replied in strong voice I was shocked but gathered myself and all of sudden I felt the voice of life loading me with the responsibility of an elder sister towards my younger sister & brother. My father once took some loan from Varun’s father and promised him to return it with due interest..that’s dowry. I heard him showing his concerns to my uncle that now he has no interest in Varun's marriage with me…in fact I told him that even it was not my cup of tea to kept any sort of relation with his family. I know Varun loved me so much so he came to me but with a irresistible deal to leave Nihaal & Nisha with my Uncle and Aunty and fly with him to USA…..I refused him and he never came back to me after that day I made myself busy in fulfilling dreams of my parents and family. Nisha became fashion designer chose her life partner and got happily married and Nihaal got selected in IIT and became engineer and as I thought that my responsibilities are over..Nisha told me about Nihaal’s relationship with some girl. “Alisha…its enough girl…now think of yourself too…its not easy to spend life alone and at one point of time everyone seeking someone besides them, its not easy to walk upon alone on your own.You already devoted your years in their upbringing….and when it’s their turn to think something for you instead they just thinking for their lives”Sneha my best friend said in stubborn voice “So what…whom will they speak their concerns…..”I replied “but what about your life…..see I know you love them but …will they ever think about you and your choices ”Sneha in more rigid voice “That’s none of your business…I will find someone one day”I replied this time more stubborn manner “Ok…don’t spoil your mood…all set …what will be the timings of your bus, I will drop you”she smiled “Take care and please some wishes for me too…Jai Mata ki”she said I wished to visit Vaishno Devi when everything will be in place and it’s the time. Everyone in the bus are with their family, friends,siblings and their loved one except me that gave me a sense of emptiness in life that I could share with me only. I came back and looking for reality that is emptiness and lonliness. Nihaal is coming after a long time so I am little excited for him. “Anushka…the name of the girl and her parents will come after three days didi…”Nihaal said convincingly “Allright, I will call uncle and aunty too after all they are our elders and their presence is effective” I replied And Nihaal broke into happiness “Oh my god….what’s happening, elder sister is still unmarried and he is thinking of himself… Why the hell these brother and sister didn't think of you..your sacrifice and your happiness…”Aunty said with all concern towards me during shopping of Nihal's engagement ceremony. "I am telling you that you'll realized it one day.." aunty continued We met with parents of Anushka and finalized the date of engagement ceremony. Everyone is busy in arrangements although I am happy but there is something in my heart which makes this situation filthy...a thought when we went for shopping and I chose a sari which somehow not the choice of my siblings, just because they thought I was not perfect for it…just because they found me too aged for those colours..Those words showed me the reality of modernization of relations…an image of selfishness. I sacrificed my age and years for my sister & brother and they thought me imperfect for having bright colours,they are making their choices and never asked me for my wishes and hoping to live my lives as per their choices…. It’s the day when I decided to let myself free from every responsibility, time to spread my wings in open blue sky to fly, to live life,I gathered myself and step out from all boundaries of life for Alisha…. __END__
Two words of rejection after a decade of relation it was your call of selection the proposal of uninvited love i still remember.. A special note of thanks for too much of love you made to me too less time you took to break me.. Collapsed, scattered at times pieces by pieces picked up once … Continue reading Broken Notes!
to be or not to be with you or without you on the brim of placid moonlight on the glitter of golden sunshine i feel blues in heavenly sky every nook & corner becomes a beautiful sight you are always besides me when i think of love or in every word i write. -prashantt
As i sit by window seat the journey becomes my treat weathered clouds showering too nature offered me some mesmerizing views, watching the time moves by carrying along places with different faces barren fields,green trees landscape of wood,pasture & meadows pleases to my senses this tranquil beauty of hills Streaming rivers,ponds & lakes are thrill … Continue reading The Window Seat