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जीवन? सत्य? भ्रम?

कुछ दिनों से सोच रहा हूँ जीवन क्या है ? सत्य क्या? और भ्रम क्या है? सज्जनों की भीड़ मिली तो सोचा ज्ञानी लोगों से ही पूछूँ। एक सज्जन ने बोला राम का नाम लो वही सत्य है, मुझे कुछ दान दो यही तथ्य है। दूसरे ने कहा- जीवन क्या है पता नहीं, पर लगता है सब समय यही, स्टेशन पे पहुँचा हो जैसे वैसे ही गाड़ी छूट गई। तीसरे ने कहा - जीवन का मतलब है जीवन के बाद की तैयारी करना। सत्य है अल्लाह के नाम को दिन में पाँच बार जप कर भर पेट भोजन करना। इस पर पहले सज्जन चिल्लाए  - राम से ऊपर कोई नहीं तुम्हारी हिम्मत कैसे हुई? अरे छोड़ो पंडित तुम सारे ढोंग यहीं, राम के नाम पर धंधा करते हो तुम लोग सही। दोनों के युद्ध में भीड़ कुछ ऐसे जम गई दूसरे सज्जन ने कराह के कहा- भाई मुझे जाने दो, अगले स्टेशन से भी ट्रेन न छूट जाए कहीं? दोनों सज्जन उस पर भड़के - क्या बे पागल! चुप खड़ा रह यहीं, देखता नहीं प्रश्न उठा है कितना बड़ा अभी? दूसरी ट्रेन में चढ़ जाना यहीं से, मामला पहले सुलझे यहीं पे। भीड़ से दूर एक सज्जन खड़े थे मंद मंद देख मुस्कुरा रहे थे- मैंने कहा भैया रोको इन्हें? उन्होंने कहा प्रश्न गजब का ल...
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Haunting Questions

A hug sometimes to comfort me, sometimes to comfort yourself.  A gentle squeeze of hand sometimes to give me confidence, sometimes to yourself. A shared silence where you know you are close. So much gets lost in the name of "responsibility". Can I be "irresponsible" then? Why is intimacy only physical? Why can't it transcend to emotional? Where do I derive strength from ? Physical or emotional or responsible?
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Window sill stories...

From my window sill, the world is still passing by. Two hands still hold out today.  One promises of exciting times but can never tell me when will it appear again. One promises of a dull life but is always there when I fail. A sea of emotions was once falling on me.  The waves were crashing on hopes of an exciting future...the hand held out..mine. No one came to save. I swam past it. The hand appeared again, in another time when the water was less turbulent...but I couldn't dare to hold out the hand again..mine.  The road was winding down the mountains.  There was no obvious wind, no immediate danger around.  I never held out a hand, I couldn't dare ofcourse.  A hand appeared though..and it just does always..even when I don't ask for it.  It walks beside me, not making itself necessary but being away from unnecessary.
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The Seasons..

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 "My teacher said that there are three prominent seasons which we can experience in Kolkata. Summer, Winter and Monsoon. But what about Autumn and Spring?" .. The heat of summer, the chill of winter and the rains of monsoon are physical experiences. But autumn and spring are emotional experiences. The falling leaves of autumn are like a drive through memory lane, of everything lost in the journey of life, which still brings a smile to your face. Only your heart knows that in the hidden memory of the autumn leaves, there are conversations in which a lot was lost and still so much was found. The "sharad aakash" is hope of good old times coming back. Of Ma coming back. Of meeting with that old crush. Of last few days of warmth. That pristine azure blue sky with floating shards of white cotton clouds is the memory of shared ice creams and cotton candies. Its the symbol of old meeting with the new. The spring is a season of victory, of having survived the harsh winter...
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The Handsome Definition

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It's movie night tonight and after ages we have decided to indulge into some romance. After 8 long years of watching animations and child centric movies, I seriously crave for some good old-causing-butterfly-in-my tummies type of romance. The practical aspects of life simply wipe off the wonder element from relationships, leaving me with the only option to drool over some virtual distance , third party romance. It's nice to see the lead actors wealthy, indulging each other in extravagant gifts, the desperate kisses and wistful goodbyes. Dreamily staring at the screen I speak to myself "this guy is really handsome!". Almost after a minutes' pause my companion for the movie, a young girl of 8, asks me innocently, "Why do you find him handsome?". I wonder how silly is that comment, how can she not see the broad shoulders, the height, the poise, the charming demeanour..the et all of the knight in shining armour? I restrain the line of thought into a statm...
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The Corona Era

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Its been a sultry hot day and all I can think of is lemonade and hitting on my console to finish the game that I have kept on turn based mode, but that has to wait, it seems. I have a Happiness Quotient test tomorrow and need to study some historical events to just find the missing neuron burst to get the perfect score. I plug my sensors to the system and pick up the dated sheets of papers which were then called " Books ". The program has directed me to page titled 2020. Its a weird sensation feeling the pages and the hand movement is definitely consuming more effort than clicking pages in my system, but the program insists on doing this exercise. Apparently, it is recording the reactions. I try to sneak up to the Emotion Meter flashing on my screen, but don't really understand the maze of lines and bars. Grudgingly I turn to reading the contents of the page. Apparently, in 2020, world faced a challenge called Novel Coronavirus. Immediately my program screen flashes giv...
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The illusionary dream

I am an Indian and I care for my country! If I don't say it enough, I might just forget it. I live in a democracy, oh my God, did I just say it? History taught me britishers played divide and rule. Social media taught me, then and now, we follow the same rule. We are known to Find solutions, hey wait, I am talking about tax evasions. I swear about every issue in my country, I worry. Cleaning the streets, teaching the slums.. Hush, what's the hurry! A Mc donalds in my country is celebrated, The local vadapav guy shut shop, is seldom noted. Zara, mango, Gucci, Armani..we are tolerant to all. I got a dress stitched by my naani, am Ashamed to show it at all. My forests are fast depleting, my rivers are fast getting choked.. This is trivia. The country is fast developing, let no one fool you at all. I love my country, pls don't get me wrong. It's just the way we are. Obviously, it's just the way we are, which is why we are where we are. If governments...
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