दिल्ली में कुछ वाक्य |

उस दिन व्हाट्सप्प पे आये एक मैसेज की वाइब्रेशन ने पूरा डेस्क हिला दिआ | काम करते वक़्त वो कोई भी विगण पसंद नहीं  करती थी , इसलिए उसने अपना फ़ोन बैग में डाल दिआ |

‘ काम ख़तम करने के बाद देखूँगी ‘ |

ऑफिस में कुछ लिखने का समय निकालना उसकी  ब्रेक हो जाती थी  | कभी कभी अपने व्हाट्सप्प के पुराने मैसेज पढ़ लेती | शाम को टि ब्रेक पर माँ से बात कर लेना यान मैसेज पढ़ लेना उसका अलोन फील करना कम सा कर देता | लेकिन आज थोड़ा व्यस्त होने के कारण वो टी ब्रेक भी न ले पाई | घर जाते समय उसने अपना फ़ोन अनलॉक किआ तो नोटिफिकेशन टैब में मैसेज ऊपर से ही दिख गया |

I am coming to see you tomorrow. |

यह देख के थोड़ा खुश भी थी और थोड़ा दुखी भी | खुश इसलिए क्यूंकि वो मैसेज उसके बॉयफ्रेंड का था, दुखी इसलिए क्यूंकि ऑफिस से छुटी नहीं ली थी और न ही ले सकती थी क्यूंकि स्प्रिंट ख़त्म होने को थी| फिर सोचने लगी की शाम को मिल लेंगे और बातें कर लेंगे |

कैसा अजीब शहर है, प्यार करना तो सीखा दिआ मगर प्यार करने का समय न दिआ | आजकल तो मिलने के लिए भी दोनों को अपना कैलेन्डर देखना पढ़ता | कब कोई मीटिंग आ जाये क्या मालूम |

दोनों की मुलाकात छत्तरपुर के मंदिर में हुई थी , मगर अच्छा लगता था जामा मस्जिद में बैठना | इतिहास से साझा होने के बहाने वर्त्तमान का यह एकान्त|  करीम से खा कर दोनों मस्जिद की मीनार पर जरूर चढ़ते | भीतर के संकरे रास्ते से होते हुए ऊंचाई से दिल्ली देखने का डर और हाथों को पकड़ लेने का भरोसा, सपर्श की यही ऊर्जा दोनों को शहरी बना रही थी | चलते चलते टकराने की भी तो बहुत जगह नहीं है दिल्ली में | कहीं कोई देख न ले इकठे इसी चीज़ से बचने के लिए वो जगह बदलते हैं | हर बार नयी जगह मिलने का प्लान बनाते हैं | जगह बदलने से वो नयी नयी जगायें देखते हैं और वही  दिल्ली के हर प्रेमी के लिए एक पर्दा है | प्रेम के एक छोटे से लम्हे के लिए आप उस शहर में कितने किलोमीटर की यात्रा करते हैं या करती है , इसका हिसाब काश लोग बता पाते तो अच्छा होता | और आप शहर तभी देखते हो जब आप किसी से प्रेम करते हो , क्यूंकि उसी से मिलने की नयी जगह जाना, आप में घूमने का शौंक पैदा कर ही देता है |

– मैं आज स्माल टाउन सी फील कर रही हूँ, और मैं मेट्रो सा |

हां, जब भी तुम साउथ एक्स से गुजरते हो मैं करावल नगर सी फील करती हूँ |

– चुप करो तुम, पागल हो | दिल्ली में सब दिल्ली सा फील करते हैं |

ऐसा नहीं है, दिल्ली में सब दिल्ली नहीं है जैसे सब की आँखों में इश्क़ नहीं होता |

-अच्छा तो मैं साउथ एक्स कैसे हो  गया ?

जैसे की मैं करावल नगर हो गयी | 🙂

-सही कहा तुमने यह बारा पुला फ्लाई ओवर न होता तोह साउथ एक्स और सराये काले खा की दूरी कम न होती |

तुम मुझसे प्यार करते हो क शहर से ?

-शहर से | क्यूंकि मेरा शहर तुम हो | 🙂

बस यही बातें करते हुए एक कॉफ़ी शॉप में बैठे एक दुसरे से बात करते और वक़्त बिता लेते हैं |

 

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What do women really want?

Men, be careful…….This is a very interesting story and a lesson.

(To men) Please take time to ponder.

(To women) Just enjoy the story.

Young King Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighbouring kingdom.

The monarch could have killed him but was moved by Arthur’s youth and ideals. So, the monarch offered him his freedom, as long as he could answer a very difficult question. Arthur would have a year to figure out the answer and, if after a year, he still had no answer, he would be put to death.

The question was:

What do women really want?

Such a question would perplex even the most knowledgeable man. And to young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query. But, since it was better than death, he accepted the monarch’s proposition to have an answer by year’s end.

He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everyone: the princess, the priests, the wise men, and even the court jester. He spoke with everyone, but no one could give him a satisfactory answer.

Many people advised him to consult the old witch, for only she would have the answer. But the price would be high as the witch was famous throughout the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged.

The last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no choice but to talk to the witch. She agreed to answer the question, but first, he would have to agree to her price.

The old witch wanted to marry Sir Lancelot, the noblest of the Knights of the Round Table, and Arthur’s closest friend. Young Arthur was horrified.

She was hunchbacked and hideous, had only one tooth, smelled like sewage, made obscene noises, etc.

He had never encountered such a repugnant creature in all his life. He refused to force his friend to marry her and endure such a terrible burden.

But Lancelot, having learned of the proposal, spoke with Arthur. He said nothing was too big of a sacrifice compared to Arthur’s life. And the reservation of the Round Table. Hence, a wedding was proclaimed and the witch answered.

Arthur’s question thus:

“What a woman really wants?”

She said, “A woman wants to be in charge of her own life.”

Everyone in the kingdom instantly knew that the witch had uttered a great truth and that Arthur’s life would be spared. And so it was. The neighbouring monarch granted Arthur his freedom. And Lancelot and the witch had a wonderful wedding.

The honeymoon hour approached and, Lancelot, steeling himself for a horrific experience, entered the bedroom. But, what a sight awaited him.

The most beautiful woman he had ever seen was sitting by the bed.

The astounded Lancelot asked what had happened. The beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her when she appeared as a witch, she would henceforth become her horrible and deformed self only half the time, and be the beautiful maiden the other half.

“Which would you prefer?” She asked him. “BEAUTIFUL during the DAY… OR at NIGHT?”

Lancelot pondered the predicament.

During the day, he could have a beautiful woman to show off to his friends, but at night, in the privacy of his castle, an old witch!

OR,

would he prefer having a hideous witch during the day? But by night a beautiful woman for him to enjoy wondrous moments with?

(If you are a man reading this) What would YOUR choice be?

(If you are a woman reading this) What would YOUR MAN’S choice be?

And Lancelot’s choice is given below…

BUT, please make YOUR choice first before you scroll down below!

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OKAY?

Knowing the answer the witch gave to Arthur for his question, Sir Lancelot said that he would allow HER to make the choice herself.

Upon hearing this, she announced that she would be beautiful all the time because he had respected her enough to let her be in charge of her own life.

Now, what is the moral of this

The moral is…

1. There is ‘witch’ in every woman, no matter how beautiful she is.

2. If you don’t let a woman have her own way, things are going to get ugly.

So, be careful how you treat a woman and always remember:

IT IS EITHER “HER WAY”

OR IT IS “NO WAY”!!!

Sometimes, You just don’t know the true weight of what you’re carrying until the day you feel its release.

Mental health is a serious matter of concern in today’s world as people are taking it more and more seriously. However, mental illness is still treated with a lot of taboo because people who suffer from depression, anxiety, and other mental illnesses are still told that it’s all in their head.

Depression is an ugly monster and brings with it low self-esteem and self-loathing, not to mention the constant self-consciousness that follows you everywhere. Unfortunately, you can’t really see it but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.

Working people like me suffer a lot with this. Every time I have to work in the office as normal people do. And if I do something unusual, I am not using my depression as an excuse. Trust me I’d given anything to function “normally” on day to day basis.

Having anxiety and depression is like being scared and tired at the same time. It’s the fear of failure but no urge to be productive. It’s wanting friends but hates socializing. It’s wanting to be alone but not wanting to be lonely. It’s caring about every damn thing the caring about nothing. It’s feeling of everything at once then feeling paralyzingly numb.

Sometimes I wonder if I ever be happy with myself. I worry that if I can’t be happy with myself, then nobody will ever be happy with me and that just makes me even more paranoid. It is a Cycle, Insecurity, Unconfidence, And Diffidence.

For people who are depressed, this critical inner voice can have a powerful and destructive influence on their state of mind. It may be feeding them a distorted commentary on their lives: You are too fat to leave the house. You are so stupid. No one will ever love you. You aren’t capable of being happy. You will never succeed at anything. The critical inner voice may then persuade you to act in destructive ways: Just be by yourself; no one wants to see you. Have another piece of cake; it will make you feel better. You shouldn’t even try for that job; you’ll never get it. Finally, once you’ve listened to its directives, the critical inner voice will attack you for your actions: You are such a loser, staying home alone on a Saturday. You messed up your diet again. What is wrong with you? You’ll never get a decent job. You’re so lazy.

The real reasons for depression and anxiety can be googled and read from any resource. But what the person actually needs who are suffering from this is not mentioned anywhere.

Very few people have the sensitivity in them to deal with a person suffering from depression and actually make them feel better.

The only thing a person with depression needs is your empathy, not your diagnosis. Try to understand the blackness, lethargy, hopelessness, and loneliness they are going through. If you know someone who is depressed please resolve never to ask them why.

Extreme Outrage Over Silly Things : Coat Versus Sweater

I guess Sweaters are the best to wear in Winters which will give coziness and also show the love of our mother.

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How often do you hear someone say that they are cold and they could really use a coat. A coat is the universal symbol of warmth and immunity from winter. But is it though? Is it what you really need when you are shivering from that extreme December cold? When your chest feels like it has been stabbed with an icicle? Do you really want to take a warm piece of clothing and wear it to cover your shoulders and elbows? Or do you want a sweater? 

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We already have what we need.

Everyone thinks they need to get something. But the truth is we don’t need anything. We already have what we need. Trouble arises when we think we have to keep what we receive. It’s the keeping that sustains our neediness. But whatever comes to us is not for keeping, it is for giving. And when you give, you get. Deep down we all know this eternal truth. It’s one of those cast iron laws of the universe. But we are conditioned to think the opposite. No wonder there is a poverty of faith. Not religious faith, but the faith that the universe will bring us whatever we need, at the right moment in the right way. So start today –  give, give, give – time, energy, assistance, care, co-operation. On how many levels do you see the opportunity to give? It’s good to be a ‘just do it’ person. Even better to be a ‘just give it’ person. And the paradox will make itself known – when you give you will realise you already have everything you need.

The Silent One.

The worst type of crying is the silent one. The one when everyone is asleep. The one where you feel it in your throat and your eyes becomes blurry from the tears. The one where you just want to scream. The one where you have to hold your breath and grab your stomach to keep quiet. The one where you can’t breath anymore. The one when you realize the person that meant the most to you, is gone.