Azadi Ki Dusri Ladayi!!

No my blog is not about Anna Hazare. It’s about the revolution Anna has started. It’s about the feel, the youth, the system and most importantly AAM JANTA. I grew up listening to stories about freedom fighters. Love watching patriotic movies. Even Rang De Basanti, fills in me a feeling of Triumph, Euphoria, Sincerity, Pain, Anguish and Heart Stirring Emotions. It makes me think that I too need to get involved and do something. 

I always thought how would be the feel if I was born at that time. Would I also be the freedom fighter or what? I always regretted not been born at that time, but not now. 

Yesterday when I was coming from Connaught place I felt as if I was in the era of 1942, the time when Bhārat Chhoṛo Āndolan was at its peak. Everything looked different, I mean there was as usual lots of crowd on road but this time the crowd was dipped in the color of freedom. Among them were highly educated, old, the youth, children, women, street vendors and many more, protesting against corruption with flags, posters, masks and badges. They were shouting slogans "Anna Hazare Zindabad" , "Bharat Maata Ki Jai", Bhagat Singh and Inquilab Zindabad. Even those who were in cars waving flags, autos had stickers stuck on their front to show their patriotism and their contribution in this movement against corruption. 

Everyone looked so thrilled and enthusiastic, all seemed to be the part of that aazadi that we got centuries back but somehow lost somewhere and now it’s the time of renewal I guess!!! 

I feel great. “I feel I am important and more powerful. I feel as if this is the flash back. As if everybody is Sukhdev, and Bhagat Singh, I see a revolution happening. I see thousands of people, a new courage, a lot of hope, a spirit to do something!!What I feel good about this is that I always wanted to be a part of that Aazadi Ki Ladai and now it’s happening in front of my eyes. 

No this is not dream, this is not a movie, this is a revolution, a true revolution against Corruption. Thank you Anna Hazare for showing us the way, the same way as you did many years ago during the freedom struggle. Anna has started, it has to go on, not only at Ramlila Maidan but at every level in different places. 

Wake up and shake up is needed.

“ Ab bhi Jo na Khola, Khoon Nahi Woh Paani Hai…. 

Desh Ke Kaam Main Jo Naa Aaya, Bekar Woh Jawaani Hai .”

The Soul Would Never Depart

I can feel your pain even
if you are thousand miles away,
I wish I could do everything
to help you
But all I can do is just
PRAY…
I want to protect you,
want to be your shed
Want to take you for a
lovely life ahead
I want to save you from
the terrible nightmares
Coz whatever happening to
you is just not fare
Hate those words that you
uttered last night
But I know that was out of
frustration from life
The sinful world is making
you something that you never were
But I promise I will never
leave you in life's toughest sphere
But I fear  A fear…
A fear of not running fast
with you
And your grip will
slowly slip through my weathered hands
I promise I will never
stop and will crawl with all the bruises I get
coz I know you will miss
me and cry when you will turn back
and you will search for me
in the dark
I promise i will never let
you lose your spark
I will be with you under
the same sky
I might die and get depart
but my love will never die
Memories will never die
My soul will never die…..


 

SOMETIMES A HUG IS ALL WE NEED

(The girls in conversation are Nikita (N) and Shikha (S), two imaginary persons, who are colleagues, best friends and mirror to each other)

N: OMG he is again online!

S: Who? Okai your guy.

N: Yeah! Now a days he remain online for the entireee fucking day.

S: Are you Jealous?

N: Why would I?

S: Just block him, from here and from your life as well.

N: Sigh!!!!!!!I don’t know why…. but I can’t block him.

S: I just don’t understand why the hell you giving him that shitty importance in your life that you sulk seeing him   online but never feel like blocking him. C’mon cut the crap out and block him, stop spoiling your life. Grow up! There are almost 7 billion people on this planet and you wanna sit and sulk over one person?

N: I don't give a damn shit, whether he is online or not.

S:  Then why don’t you block him?

N: Coz I want to know how many hours in a day he remains online.

S:  And why the hell you want to know this?

N: Coz I want to know for whom on earth he get time all of a sudden that he remain online for the entire Fucking day. 

Coz I wana know how and when chatting becomes so much interesting for him that he start remaining online for hours. 

Coz every time I saw him all cool, calm and collected, I lose my breath, my heart starts pounding and I am painfully aware that I am not over him and he is over me. Seriously it hurts and it hurts hell a lot. 

S:  Yes dear, it hurts. But now he is over you. So, just move on, stop sulking  for someone who don’t deserve u. Sometimes you just have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears and say good-bye. It’s high time now. Just forget him.

N:  Oh how I wish I could shut my eyes and just forget him,

How I wish I could spend a few hours not thinking of our time together,

How I wish not to be jealous of ally girls he is moving around

How I wish I could leave him the way he left me, no questions, no answers.

How I wish to be strong enough to move on

How I wish I could proudly say to myself that "i am completely over him"

But it’s not easy…trust me…am trying my level best but it’s not easy….

(Tears start rolling her cheeks when she thought of the good old days…..

(The time when she was too busy to chat and he usually text her to come online and always initiate the conversation with a heart shaped smiley <3.

When they used to chat for hours, on anything random, on  bollywood actor to politics, on food to shopping, on movie to projects, on every random fucking topic. And whenever she don’t feel like chatting he kept buzzing her and kept sending her that sweet lovey dovey Smileys. How cute were those days!!). 

But all of a sudden he changed. He didn’t chat, and hardly text her.  Long text chats had stopped merely on one liner good morning and good night texts. He rarely respond whenever he saw her online and whenever she tries to initiate chat he become offline or rather becomes invisible just to avoid talking to her. She came to know from someone that he is moving on with someone else.  She visited her profile so many times just to know what special quality that his new love holds that she lacks. Why he stop talking to her all of a sudden. Why he left her for some other random girl. And now for that girl he remains online from morning till night.

She came back to senses from memory lane with the touch of Shikha on her shoulder. Shikha came and sat beside her.

S: Don’t worry he will get hurt one day and he will be standing in the rain all alone wishing you were there with him…. If he is stupid enough to leave you, be smart enough to let him go!

N :  But why do guys seem to have such an easy time getting over us. it’s  like we go on facebook and they are chatting with everyone “loling and hahahing ”and our facebook is empty with the hope that the guy will          look at us, talk to us. you know he told me he would never dream of leaving me, he cried every time he thought of us not being together, he  was the most perfect, most amazing, best guy I could ever dream of and       all of a sudden he stopped caring, stopped wanting to see me, stopped Calling me 24/7. Doesn't he understand that it hurts!!!

(Shikha said nothing just came closer to hug her. Because sometimes, all you need is just a hug.  No words. Nothing. Just a simple, long hug)

(Missing someone you once had, is like removing your ring at your finger that you have worn for very long, it feels like it’s still there, but it’s not…)