To End for a New Start

I guess with the end of this year, all of us have come a long way in our lives. Another year over of this mortal life!

With the end of this year, I close this part of my life...my blog! Yes! this will be my last post... and yes I do hear sighs of relief...from all those whom I pushed to read my work and write comments << read compliments...:) >>

Wish you all an amazing New Year and hope 2010 brings all the -
hopes to wishes...
wishes to life...
a life full of smiles...
smiles with tears of joys...
joys to you and to your loved ones...
and true love to you all!!

You think....

You think you grow wise by the volume of your mistakes and their size...:)
You think you own more when you spend less...or spend more to own more??
You think you won't be able to take more pain but don't want to give up on the sense of it...
You think you know it all till you start exploring yourself again to start of with....
You think you would not hurt anyone until you realize that is the only option...
You think you would never forget and forgive until it does not matter...
You think so many things are fake just because they are so realistic...
You think you want it all until you want to save that just one thing...
You think you didn't, you never will, until love hurts in your heart...:)
You think you were always correct until you read the above....:)

socha kiye hoge tum...
ki hum bhi kya bewafa nikale...

tere jaane ke baad...
muskuraate jo rahe...

kaash jana hota...
ki dard mein muskurana bhi ek sazaa hai...bhi ek wafaa hai...

khwaishon ki jab neelaami hui...
....gaur se dekha humne apne khaate mein
kuch bhi naa tha.....

life runs on this amazing algorithm....list of all the things we want...our "perfect wants"....no matter how, but the things we don't or never get... manage to..empirically manage to sit at the top of our list!!!...

phew! life runs on this amazing algorithm.....:)

dard ki yun aadat si ho gayi hai...
ki aadatan aankhon mein nami si aa jaati hai...

aadatan hum unhe jo yaad kar lete hai...

saahilo pe aate aate...
yunhi laut jaana..
hamari kismat si ho gayi hai...

yah yeh awaaragi...hamari fitrat si ho gayi hai...

...kar chuka hoon pehle...
fir kar dhikaaoonga...
...roz yaad karke tujhe...
fir bhula jaaoonga...

....

Can you?

...was reading an article...and then happened to hear a song....and eventually a thought passes by....

can you look into the eyes of the person you love....and let him/her love you back...without any fear and regret....

can you?

reflections of bygone....

you wonder looking into the mirror...
as if you watch them born...
as if they never happened but still they are
reflections of bygone...

you always want to be a forerunner...
and catch the rays of joy at the first dawn...
but something whispers to you...your hands are still full with
reflections of bygone...

i ask myself, my existence...
is it just a myth or a hope forlorn...
will i ever be able to stir away from those
reflections of bygone...

but i start to hear it bubbling...my happiness...
held in this emotional cauldron...
i need to let it spill and burn in the fire...to let go of them
reflections of bygone...

and slowly, the angst, the pain...
i had kept within me since long...
loosen their grip and i see them melting away in tears as...
reflections of bygone

do you want to grow young??...:)

yeah..that title could be a good example of an o(se)xymoron or totally a title by a sexy moron (that's me...:))! take your pick!
I just finished watching this movie and thoroughly enjoyed every bit of it - "The curious case of Benjamin Button". Found it thought provoking and inspiring...a must watch!...putting down some of my favorite quotes from the movie here...

Benjamin Button: My name is Benjamin Button, and I was born under unusual circumstances. While everyone else was agin', I was gettin' younger... all alone.

Benjamin Button: I was thinking how nothing lasts, and what a shame that is.
Daisy: Some things last.

Benjamin Button: Along the way you bump into people who make a dent on your life. Some people get struck by lightning. Some are born to sit by a river. Some have an ear for music. Some are artists. Some swim the English Channel. Some know buttons. Some know Shakespeare. Some are mothers. And some people can dance.

Benjamin Button: Your life is defined by its opportunities... even the ones you miss.

Benjamin Button: It's a funny thing about comin' home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You'll realize what's changed is you.

Benjamin Button: I wanna remember us just as we are now.

Benjamin Button: Sometimes we're on a collision course, and we just don't know it. Whether it's by accident or by design, there's not a thing we can do about it.

Benjamin Button: [Voice over; letter to his daughter] For what it's worth: it's never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There's no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you're proud of. If you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.

Mrs. Maple: Benjamin, we're meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us?

Captain Mike: You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went. You could swear, curse the fates, but when it comes to the end, you have to let go.

Benjamin Button: Our lives are defined by opportunities, even the ones we miss.

Mr. Daws: Blinded in one eye; can't hardly hear. I get twitches and shakes out of nowhere; always losing my line of thought. But you know what? God keeps reminding me I'm lucky to be alive.

Daisy: I promise you, I'll never lose myself to self-pity again.
Benjamin Button: [while the day begins] And I think, right there and then, she realized none of us is perfect forever.

Daisy: We all end up in diapers.

....there are some more...but at this time my mind is floating through so many thoughts...and emotions...:)...happy ones...not so sad ones...:)... yep this movie has made me think...~~ am still thinking and writing in my thoughts, will publish it soon...:)

....till then,good night Benjamin.....

the whispering solitude

2 am in the morning..a bit restless...sleepy but not too much..< slept the whole day>...thoughts scattered...but at peace...a smile...but need some air...and a need to pen down something.......



..whenever it arrives to give me company...
i experience this epiphany...

a magical moment to reminisce... all the faces
so close and so familiar...i wish to embrace

and with each...a pain lingers...
...then it whispers ....

in my soul...that i should let it ease
...loosen the grip and let it cease

i close my eyes and give in to the rescue...
when it arrives...my whispering solitude...

khwaab or haqiqat....

kash tum haqiqat nahin...
mera khwaab hotein....
tumhein choone ka gunaah toh kar paatein...

sehar se lekar shab tak...
isi kush-e-ehsaas mein guzaar dete...
ki mere khwaab ke sath aaj fir beetengi meri raatein...

:)

.....kahan.......

paero ke talvo pe halki si gudgudee...
nanhe bacche ke pehli woh adkhuli hansi...

gili mitti ki saundhi mehak...
shaam ko chidiyo ki chahak...

sard raato mein ghar ke choolhe ki garmi...
dard mein maa ke hatho ki narmi...

tez dhoop mein baraf gole ki chuski...
daadi se mili athani aur unki chuppi si muski...

doston ke sath raat bhar ki hui baatein....
sardi ke mausam mein moti rajai mein biti hui raatein...

subah subah school ki bus ko bhagte bhagte pakadna....
badi behen se jhooth-mooth ka jhagadna....

woh pehli baar baba se cycle seekte huye girna...
holi ke din sabke sath mahaulle bhar firna...

hmmmm........

kahan gaya sab....dhu-aan sa lagta hai....
raakh ko bachaye huye hai....kab tak....
kaha gaya sab...

rota hai...gidgidaata hai...
shikwa...gilah...shikayat..jhunjhulata hai...

khud hi ko panah deta hai...
khud hi ko fir samjhaata hai...

ki kuch toh hoga haseen tere mukkadar mein...
kahi toh kinara hoga is bebab samandar mein...

maayoosi ki geheri dhundh ghere rahati hai...
naa-umeedi roz naye chehere leti hai...


.......kuch toh hoga haseen tere mukkadar mein...

???

dhoondh rahi hoon... wajood mera...is zindagi ke maayino mein...
dhundhla...beshakal sa ho gaya hai....shayad
khud ko kush dekhne ki aarzoo ke aayino mein...

jee rahe hai...yah kahin jal gaye...
na koi aarzoo...na koi kashish baaki...
koyi naya savera nahin...sab dhal gaye...
dard ka hone ka ehsaas nahin...na koi khalish baaki...

we are...

we are a weird breed...
nothing stays with us..except the greed..;-)..
left thinking this would be a heavenly ahem..the celestial abode...
but find it to be another long and cold road!..

so pulling up my socks again...
in search of my next stop...ah! am sure so insane!..