Thursday, November 18, 2010

The smell of the champa flowers filled my soul.............

This is a story which I wrote in my creative writing exam.. The question was - 'the smell of the champa flowers filled my soul.... and in continuation of this statement, we were supposed to write a short story.
I thought ki is sentence pe story ya toh bohot funny ya bohot LS type lagegi.. :P
Then, I just thought for a while and came up with this.. Since I dnt write much and dnt write that well, I think ki the story which I wrote was not that bad.. Obv maine by heart toh nai ki thi story but ya, this is what I wrote -

The smell of the champa flowers filled my soul with his love.. Even after he left, I could feel his presence around me..
I could not sleep that night..
Lying on the bed with that champa flower in my hand, I kept thinking about him, those words, which he said when he gave me the flowers..
My eyes could only see his face, his brown eyes which had only one story to tell - his love for me.. his smile which was just for me.. I had never gone through such a feeling before.. And this feeling was beautiful. 
His love for me made me feel blessed.. I always thought no one could ever like an unusual girl like me.. A girl who prefers champa flowers over red rose, unusual it is! right?
I was not in a state to say anything when he proposed me.. He knew that and he said he would wait for my response.. And that night, it was me who could not wait any longer to see him, to express my feelings for him..

Next day, in the evening, I went hurriedly to the place where he said he would be waiting for me. He understood my response when he saw me, he smiled back when he noticed the smile in my eyes. That evening, we just sat together holding hands, in silence.. Life became beautiful because of his love for me..

But he had to leave after a few days.. He didn't give the reason.. he didn't even tell me when would he come back.. 
On the day when he had to leave, I went with him to the station. Both of us had tears in our eyes.. It seemed we had a lot to say to each other but we didn't utter a word..
The engine's whistle created a strange silence around me.. As the train moved, he took my hand, held it close to his heart and gave me a champa flower.. And, he left...

It has been a year since he left.. And I know nothing about how and where he is..
But every night, I look at the champa flowers kept beside my pillow.. and my heart is filled with memories of 'proposal', 'togetherness' and 'departure' and the wish to see his smile..
And I close my eyes with the hope to see myself through his eyes, once again..

Monday, November 15, 2010

Sitting by the river side..

Sitting by the river side,
I saw 'our' reflection..
You were sitting by my side..

I saw you laughing, making faces at my silly jokes,
getting irritated with my stupid acts..
I saw you crying, sharing your deepest secrets with me
I saw you keeping your hand on my shoulder saying - I am there for you..
I saw us enjoying every moment of our togetherness..

But then somebody threw a stone in the river..
I could no longer see your reflection..
I turned around.. You were not there..
My eyes blinked and...tears rolled down my cheeks..
And then I realized,
all this while, I saw your reflection in my eyes..

Sitting by the riverside,
I make just one wish..
to see 'our' reflection in the river,
to have you by my side..

Saturday, November 13, 2010

The purpose of 'my' life...

“When I stand before God at the end of my life,
I hope that I would not have a single guilt - 
of not fulfilling my promises,
of not being true in my relationships,
of not doing things which I ought to do in my life..
And I hope I could say then - I was the way you wanted me to be..
I used everything you gave me..
I lived my life with that purpose - 
the purpose with which you gave me this life.." :)

Friday, November 12, 2010

Her Smile

When I woke up today morning
My eyes were swollen because I had cried last night..
I saw her sitting next to me with a smile..
I know even she cried because I was hurt
Yet, in the morning, she smiled to make me feel good..

She has gone through all the pains..
She made me understand things earlier, I didn't listen to her..
She scolded me, I didn't listen to her even then..
But when I got hurt and cried, I thought she would scold me for not listening to her..
But, she said - "I understand"
because she knows how I feel
and she hugged me tightly with a smile on her face..

She faces problems even today
She wants to cry at times even now
My problem in front of hers is nothing
Yet, she knows I need her support
She, with tears in her eyes, had a smile on her face..

She handles really difficult situations in her life
She doesn't let anyone know how she feels
Yet, she knows I am a rotlu
and she came and said, 'I know it's really difficult for you to get over this situation.."
And she said all this, with a smile on her face..

मासूम चिड़िया

एक छोटे से घोसले में मैंने आँखें खोली..
जब होश संभाला तो देखा कि माँ चिड़िया की आँखों में नमी थी..
माँ चिड़िया ने बहुत कुछ देखा था, सहा था
हमेशा से उसने एक ही बात कही - बेटा, इस दुनिया में बहुत से व्याध हैं. 
वो तुम्हे पकड़ लेंगे..

घोसले से उठा के माँ चिड़िया ने मुझे ज़मीन पे रखा
मेरे पंख कमज़ोर थे. 
अकेले  उड़ने  में  डर  लगता  था  मुझे 

माँ चिड़िया और मेरे भाई-बहन मुझे अपने सहारे उड़ाते थे 
आसमान में उड़ना अच्छा लगता था, वो  ठंडी  हवा , वो  ख़ुशी  से  दिन  गुज़ारना ... 

मेरे आस पास कई चिड़िया थी  
जब भी मैं इधर से उधर फुदकती थी अकेले
तो सुना करती थी..
वो हसी, वो मज़ाक, वो आस्मां में यूँ ही उड़ते रहना
इधर - उधर जाना
उनका साथ मुझे और अकेला कर जाता था.

अचानक एक दिन, 
तुम आई 
तुम्हारी  आँखों में एक प्यार था, सच्चाई थी, 
तुमने  मुझे अपने  साथ उड़ने  को  कहा ..
मैं उडी 
और  वो  सारी  ख़ुशी  मुझे  मिली ..

माँ चिड़िया खुश थी.. क्यूंकि मैं खुश थी.
पर जब भी मैं घोसले से निकलती, मुझे कहती  - बेटा, व्याध से बचना.
तुम्हारे साथ उड़ना मुझे इतना अच्छा लगता था,
तुम्हारा प्यार, तुम्हारा साथ..
मुझे कुछ ज्यादा ही यकीन हो चला था खुद पे, तुम पे 
कभी नहीं सोचा की मैं व्याध के हाथ आउंगी.

कई बार बाकी चिड़िया मुझे पत्थर मारती थी.
मुझे चोट लगी.
मैंने तुम्हे पास बुलाया
तुम कभी थी, कभी नहीं

तुमने फिर बोला - उड़ो .. दुनिया ऐसी ही है.
और मैं उड़ते गयी.
माँ चिड़िया ने समझाया - बेटा संभल के जाना.

उड़ते उड़ते मैं उस इलाके में आ गयी जहाँ अलग- अलग  पंछी थे..
उनके  पंख  विशाल थे .
उनकी   हँसी  मुझे  अजीब  लगती  थी .
मैं  "मैं"  नहीं  होती  थी  वहां 
पर  तुम  इन सब के साथ घुल मिल चुकी थी.

वो तुम्हे भी चोट पहुचाते थे,  लेकिन मैं  तुम्हारे  साथ  थी .
और  कुछ  वक़्त  के  बाद तुम  फिर  उनकी  दोस्त  थी 

मेरे पंख को देख के बाकी पंछी  हसते  थे .
क्यूंकि मैं अकेले नहीं  उड़ सकती थी.
उन्होंने  मुझे  कई  तरीके  से  चोट  पहुचाया 
मैंने तुम्हे पास बुलाया 
कभी तुम थी, कभी नहीं

पर तुमने कहा - आओ, मैं हूँ न. 
और  तुम्हारे साथ मैं फिर भी उड़ते गयी.
माँ चिड़िया ने कहा - उड़ो बेटा, लेकिन व्याध के हाथ मत आना. मैंने देखी है दुनिया.. इसलिए कहती हूँ

एक दिन  मैं कई  व्याध के बीच  फँस गयी.
उन्होंने  मुझे जाल में पकड़ा
और मेरे पंख को आहिस्ते आहिस्ते काट दिया...
मैं रोई..मैंने  तुम्हे  पुकारा 
लेकिन  तुम्हे  व्याध  गलत  नहीं  लगे .
तुमने  मुझे  ही  समझा  दिया -  "मना किया था व्याध के पास जाने से न".

जब मैं वापस आई 
माँ चिड़िया घोसले में बैठी रोई मेरी हालत देख
उसने कहा - बेटा कहा था, संभल के चलना

मुझे दर्द था, दुःख था..
मैं बोहोत रोई.. हिचक हिचक के रोई..

पर अब भी उस आसमान को देख उड़ने की इच्छा होती है.
पहले कोशिश करती  थी  उड़ने की तो उड़ लेती थी.

फिर भी तुम कहती -  उड़ो
तुमने  तो  देखा  - मेरे पंख ही नहीं  बचे.
दर्द होता है मुझे.
तुम्हे मैंने पास बुलाया
तुम कभी थी, कभी नहीं..

डर है मुझे, कहीं तुम्हारे साथ भी ऐसा न हो.. क्यूंकि कहीं मैंने तुम में खुद को भी देखा..
और उड़ने  का  मन मेरा  भी  है .. बस इतना बता दो  - कैसे?