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How to ease the tension?

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Oxford dictionary describes tension to be a mental or emotional strain. To cope with it, we all do some weird things. Some eat a lot. Some starve themselves. Some want to be left alone. Some like to party. Some smoke. Some drink. Some sleep. Some fall prey to insomnia. Guess some things are aberrant to cause and effect.

As for me, I stuff myself with food when tense. I am no medical expert but my guess is that more oxygen is needed to digest the excess food gobbled up. This extra demand of oxygen must for sure be met by diverting some blood flow from my darn brain to the belly. This might be shutting of some brain activity and helping me overcome tense thoughts. I would opt for a dead brain any day, but that’s me!

When food can’t be ordered say at the dead of the night, I opt for the next best option. Start typing whatever gibberish comes to my mind. It’s around 1:30 in the night now. All junk food is finished and I don’t have anything else but to write. Funny I can’t pinpoint the reason why I am tense. This further adds to uneasiness.

Anxiety is the exactly what I have right now. In fact for the last couple of weeks my mind has not been at peace exactly. How would I love the day when I be Joey and my brain will read blank…blank…blank…blank…blank. Void of all thoughts; bereft of any tension, if at all momentary. Alas! It’s not to be.

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April 20, 2011 at 2:20 am

हुआ मनुष्य लाचार क्यों आखिर

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डरता हूँ मैं, डरता क्यों हूँ?
हर पल मैं आखिर मरता क्यों हूँ?
ऐसी कौन सी गली मैं मुडा,
राह सभी बे-राह हुई जो|

पीता जब हूँ, रब दिखता है,
परदे के पीछे सब दिखता है,
काल-चक्र का उल्टा चलता,
सभी सफलता, लगी विफलता|

डर-डर के जीवन, जीता हूँ में,
गम का सागर पीता हूँ में,
इस माहौल में और नहीं अब,
“एक दिन आएगा”, आएगा कब?

रो-रो के जीवन, जहन न होती,
दर-दर की ठोकर, सहन न होती,
हूँ मैं बेबस, जज्बात लदे हैं,
कुछ कर जाता, हाथ बंधे हैं|

हुआ ये कैसे, मनुष्य लाचार
मुझे पता ना, पता है तुमको?

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March 15, 2011 at 2:30 pm

शादी मुबारक हो दोस्त!

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बात उन दिनों की है,
जब बेफिक्री का आलम था,
फ़ालतू थे, वक़्त नहीं कम था,
संग में छड़ी थी वो सीड़ियाँ,
संग में लिया था पहला कदम|
 
वो पहला कश, वो पहला जाम,
वो चुराया हुआ पल, वो अधूरा काम,
संग में छेड़ी थी कुडियां,
संग में डाला था दाना,
वो देना सफायियाँ, नया बहाना|
 
हर दिन नयी कसम,
बस आज से पढ़ेंगे,
नया अध्याय, शुरू करेंगे,
और वही हर बार का काम,
दिन को लुक्खागिरी, रात को जाम|
 
वो संपादकीय लेख,
वो अपनी धौंस जमाना,
देख लेंगे साले को, अगला लेख उस पे,
पता नहीं है पंगा लिया है किस से,
साथ-साथ थे, इसलिए सब कर गए,
वरना यही कहते कि, ‘… लग गए’|
 
वो पालतू बिल्ली जो थी,
आज भी याद आती है,
बिलोंटा देखते ही,
उसकी चीख निकल जाती थी|
 
संग में मिलकर दुनिया को गालियाँ दी,
अलग-अलग शहर चले गए,
नज़र लग गयी उसी ज़माने की|
 
तू अब नयी ज़िन्दगी शुरू करने जा रहा है,
बहुत खुश हूँ दोस्त तेरे लिए,
तू सलामत रहे यही दुआ करूंगा,
क्यूंकि करता हूँ में खुद से भी बहुत प्यार, 
मेरी उम्र तुझे लग जाए, यह नहीं कहूँगा|
 
तेरी होनी वाली जीवन साथी से,
तुझे मिले अपार प्रेम,
जब कभी तेरे घर आऊँ,
वैसे तो दोस्तों से कम ही मिल पाते हैं,
एक कप चाय पिला दे भाभी बस,
यह ना कहे, “कैसे-कैसे दोस्त आ जाते हैं”?

Hangovers!

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You wake up in the morning expecting a fresh new day. Bright sunlight, marking the end of the past and a new path to the future. “Something doesn’t feel right”, you think. The head feels heavier than before followed by a flash of head ache. The nausea and the semi-vomit stage follows. You try to get the things into perspective. Where am I? Home, great! Where was I last night? Oh! Yes, I was dancing in the pub with friends. She dance real well…hmmm… A smile flashes across your face. Then the tough one! How did I get back home? No matter how hard you try, the answer doesn’t seem coming. The head spins faster. You rush to drink water. Had better done that last night after the party. Where is the lemon? Get me a Disprin. Let me try vomiting. How happy was I last night, dancing, partying, fooling around. Hangovers are really bad!

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January 27, 2009 at 9:19 am

College: A place to make friends

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I completed my graduation recently and have taken up a job. The transition phase of life is as complicated as it is exciting. It’s not as if, I had to move for the first time. It’s just that the four years at college imparts stability and in that sense a settling feeling to life. Moving away from the cozy spaces of college to the material world is not as easy as it sounds. It’s not just the college and the hostel room you are leaving behind, it’s far more complicated than that.

At college you begin as a fresher, go through various facets of life, learn zillion things or as they say mature. During the first year you meet a lot of people. Slowly and steadily you find your own comfort space and the people who you are comfortable with. We call them friends. You live a lot of lives with them; you die a lot of deaths with them.

There are times when you are happy and you party with friends. There is time when you all plan a mischief and execute it nervously and then it becomes a routine. They are the people who, even if screw you, you share a laugh with them on your being screwed. The first time when you were holding a drink and you hands were shaking, there were friends who too had shaky hands but gave you a zillion fundas and spoiled you and got spoilt in return. You shared the first smoke with them and had GD over the first adult film you saw. They consoled you when you were down. They carried you on their shoulders when you a bit a too drunk. You shared each and every secret of your life with them. They were your teachers, they were your students. This can go on endlessly.

All of these are not things that one can just brush aside. They remain an integral part of memory which remains etched in forever. A lot has been written over friendship and a lot would be written in future. For me it’s one of the strongest relationships in life. There are times when it goes sour. But when you are in deep trouble you know that there are friends you can bank upon. This for me sums it up.

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November 25, 2008 at 11:52 am

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