मेरी माँ

मेरी माँ

मेरी माँ ने मुझे है पाला,
कष्ट छोड़ हर मुझे सम्हाला,
सूर्य उदय से सूर्य अस्त तक,
करती मेरा काज वो सारा,

चिड़िया के मीठे बोलों सी,
है वह मुझको रोज़ उठती,
कोमल हांथों से अपने वो,
कपड़े मेरे हर रोज़ बनाती,

जैसे भी हों नख़रे मेरे,
रहत समय शाला पहुंचाती,
कितनी भी बीमार हो मग़र
स्वाध्याय पूरा करवाती,

एक बड़ा इंसान बनूँ मैं ,
रोज़ मुझे यह पाठ पढ़ाती,
झूठ कभी जो बोल पडूँ मैं,
गांधी की वह राह दिखाती,

माँ बड़ी ही शक्तिशाली,
कभी तो दुर्गा कभी है काली,
सरस्वती की सी है वह मूरत,
दयावान और करुनाशाली।

मेरी माँ ने मुझे है पाला....

कष्ट छोड़ हर मुझे सम्हाला

(साकेत)

Stuck in the storm during way back home from office!

Yesterday was the usual evening I was heading back to home after work. On the midway I was rolling up on my bullet to embankment just before Eco Sapce belandoor, I saw the rubble and dust mixed with cloud in the sky. Down the flyover my bike entered in the freezing air. Slowly the rain drops begin to hit my galirs, and became a heavy rain and thunder in no time. I could feel each nerve in my head filling with blood. Sky becam black spreader the darkness. The buildings were hardly visible. By the time I passed the next flyover near Intel I felt a invisible force has slided my 200 kilos massive bike 2 fleets left to the road. It was pouring. Riders slowed down and stood beside the road. The thrust was so hard that most of the bikes parked beside, fell on the road. Only hand full two wheelers were on the rode now and I was one of them smelling the tore leafs, uprooted trees. I spotted a guy removing the cables stuck from his honda city which fell on it. The rode was full of rubble making harder to everyone to drive. Near the gas tunnel, after JP Morgan it's all open space where it was impossible for nobody to drive. The storm was in its youth. The roof, shades were flying in the sky and hitting the pedestrians and passerby. I could only see BMTC busse were running by then and rest all were stood running, finding out the safe shelters. 

I continued driving till home town but decided to drive slow and gave up when I felt something hitting my helmet rigorously. They were cold white stones which had stopped the entire traffic. I opted and struggled to take the service road and finally got one place with glass door enclosed bakery. Parked my bike and almost forgot to pull the keys back, and ran in, fully wet. I was shivering with cold. There was a freaky sound of stones, falling tin shades. This was the first time in my whole life I have experienced such a huge storm. I am sure the speed of it must be some where around 90 to 100 km an hr. The Bekary staff did not mind me in there though I was fully wet and drenching. It must be a small 12x20 shop holding 6 other people. One birthday candle and few mobile phones were the only source of light. One girl was trying to fold the her shattered umbrella which she could not manage and finally left it on one corner. I picked my backpack down to see if my Laptop and mobile phone are not watered. I yet asked one boy to give me a plastic cover to keep my gadgets safe. I was frightened and hungry. The flam of candle was strong enough to make va piece of crack visible. I asked for one and gulped it without seeing anywhere and ate like I have never had it before. I noticed a scary and disturbed girl speaking over a phone and crying. Later she told that the tin roof with POP false ceiling fell just after her and she was not able to come out from the trauma. She felt thrust of air on her face when the massive rubble dropped just inches after her. I was wiping the glass to see the disaster heppening outside on the road. Leafs were dropped from the trees in rows on medians. People were running hear and there. Roads turned in to the rivers of mud. A poor mother was holding a baby were asking for the price of a water bottle in the cake shop and finally managed to buy one. Every one under this roof was scared, confused and quite. There was no sound other then the thunder, and stones. Faces were cold like we all were waiting for death in the next moment. 

I wiped the glass door again and noticed the traffic is now rolling. I paid to staff for the peace of cake and decidedly walk out to drive back home to see my wife and some to who I already phoned that I a safe. Sound of my bike gave me confidence to drive back home with freaky and strange memories.

Paintings

One afternoon, I was walking in a shopping mall randomly going through the Shops and things. It was a weekday therefore only few shoppers were appearing in. Glowing sign boards, Lights and LEDs were blinking to catch people. Electronics, Grossery, Coffee shops, Food beverages, Clothing and many more nothing less. Kids screaming, sound of rem

ote operated Toy cars negating the soft rock music coming our from speakers attached to the walls and ceilings of the Mall. Few old folks where just enjoying the view, decorations and soft music under the breeze of centralized air conditioning pretending that they are just alone. Toy trains passed through the ground floor where kids crying on their mother demanding a ride.

I took an escalator to move myself to the second level of the floors and reached unknowing to and painting shop. The magnificently drawn paining were mounted on the walls, tables. Few were kept on the floors. The heave and bigger frames were just rested on the walls and racks. Most of the art work was hand painted where very few were printed digitally. Almost all the frames were looking but the painting on canvas were the the most attractive as the color looked enhanced with the great grid texture. I see all sized of paintings showing various moods. Not only drawing the imagination on canvas is an art but also reading and understanding them is an art too. Modern Art, Classics, Sketches, Blank and whites, Embossed, Flowery, White horses running on beaches all were appearing incredibly beautiful and articulating a mood.

I never intended to buy one but finally zeroed at one - Seven white horses running on the beach where the milk like water waves were sprinkling every where under the clear blue sky. I called an assistant to help me closing the deal, imaging myself on which wall the painting will go. I apparently set in each direction virtually and confirmed within to mount it right above my couch facing my Television in drawing room.

Well, wrapped up and started heading towards and coffee shop to grab my Latte, right opposite to this Painting cum Art Gallery.

Hunger for food or knowledge!

In early days, there were no existence of Universities and Educational Institutions. However, Guru's for certain competencies were widely available by whom youngsters used to take their early education. The ancient methodologies were followed like Veydic Mathematics, Medicines etc. invented by Monks and Guru's. We are aware of few inventors and Gurus, but most of them are unknown. Its been said that -  whatever we are learning today is because of the hard work and great researches of them.

These small institutions where only for the children of the Royal Families and few common but rich citizen. Because of highly dominating but fewer rich population, common people were not allowed to leverage such facilities. They used to learn by themselves by experiences of their parents. But it is impossible to take up subjects like Maths, Science, Geography without someones guidance of course with few exceptions. So the questions was how could these common people have pass one the knowledge and inventions their predecessors?

May be when Acharya and Monks used to teach and preach their Royal and Rich students, the servants and concierges must be indirectly taking up lessons by hearing or seeing the subjects going in the classes. Consequently - this knowledge must have gained and transferred from Concierges to their kids and later to the rest of the underprivileged population.

Today, things have been changed. We live in a free country after collapse of all Kings and their Kingdom. We all live in era of technology and digital world. World class education is available at our finger tips. Almost everybody has the power of money and access to great libraries having tremendous verities of art and literature to such an extent that anyone can gain wast knowledge on almost any topic by ourselves. Every state of our county has at least one University under which has several collages and schools. Every class of the society has access to various schools such as - Government, Private, Autonomous institution with varieties of trained faculties.

However, still we have certain underprivileged population who are still struggling for Food, Education and clean Water. They are to be spent their entire life leaving in slums, foot paths, Railway and Bus stations. They are those migrants who opted or forced to leave their villages to move in closed cities. Non-Profit organization are providing help to certain extent to these families not only with education but also providing training and employment opportunities. The Men and Women go to work leaving there children behind with these NGOs and coping some how to live better life.


In total - whether it is early days or present, we all have to dependent on some thing to gain knowledge by means or institutions, library, parents, friends, colleagues, neighbors and society. Curiosity drives human being to learn no matter which ever the class, place they belongs to. Knowledge is within reach to everybody.

Safar ka sifar

आज  मै मेरे हेड फोन्स घर भूल आया
तो पता चला की कितनी दूर सफ़र करता हूँ

पुल पेड़ ढलानों में लोगों के बीच लोहे की भीड़ पार करता
कितनी दूर सफ़र करता हूँ

पूरे दिन की रोज़ी बटोरता, डरते डरते ताना  बुनता
कितनी दूर सफ़र करता हूँ

घर से अलग अपनों को छोड़
हर ऱोज सफ़र करता हूँ

Kho chuka hoon !

Kho chuka hoon ab talak ke bas ab aur kuch nahi chahiye

Dosaton ka saath aur sattsang ab nahin chahiye

Jee raha tha tang galiyon kee chmak aur dhundh main
Daude paron-main doosaron ki, bhang tha main ranj main

Ab jab pata chala ki tab tak ho gayee thee der re!
Udatee hoyee titali ke par main, aur rang nahi chahiye

Kho chka hoon............

Un explainable

Love between Parents and their childerns can only be felt when you become parents of your own kids.

Couple of days before I was playing with my 18 months son and all of sudden he seemed me low and when I put him on my shoulder he just slept. I thought he must be tired and need some rest. He felt warm to me after a while. He was 102.9 when checked on thermometer.

His whole jiggles laughter, god language talk was gone in sleep. He was unable to open his eyes. 

Jam room moved !

My Jam is now moved to another location which is a fully residential area unfortunatly. So can treat music as noice and may disturb the neighbourhood. Worked on some covers last week and having a gut feel that new additions will sound good. Well, there is a chance of adding more instruments to give more fill to the song.

One new lead guitarist added to our group now and let's see how far he runs with us. Trying to improve my vocals. and find if some one wants to sell his Harmonium I can practice early mornings with it.