kaha se lau woh naseeb jis se tujhe main paa saku...
kiss bazzar main milti hai woh lakeer jis se tujhe main apna naseeb baana pau.
Lad to jao poori duniya se main,
par yeh baata naseeb se apne kaise main lad jao..
naaz karte hai log apne naseeb par jo
unki lakeero se apni lakeero ka fark dhoondti hun...
naseeb apne badalne ka armaan main bhi rakhti hun.
- Neha
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Friday, February 21, 2014
Day 17 : HOPE ~
She knew that look very well, again he didn't picked the call , didn't replied to messages dropped to him.
And with tears in her eyes and broken hope she closed her eyes for forever.
All she wanted to talk to his only son who abandoned her on the streets.
She had the hope that her son must be under some pressure because of which he did this after all he is her own real son , her blood.
Monday, February 17, 2014
Day 16 : Girl Child!!
Everyone is crying around her, her Grandmother, Father, Aunts, her mom...
At first , she thought , these are the tears of joy, after the bitter words , allegation of bad luck carrier she and her elder sister start getting then she realized that something is wrong.
She asked her elder didi -"Wasn't the arrival of new baby is a happy moment? Why everyone is crying and why all are cursing us"
Her didi replied - "yes, it is but only when you the new baby is a son not daughter and too third daughter in the family".
"But why?"
Don't know, dear this is what my mother has told me only.
"But she was also a girl, she also came to this world by her mother only"
"yes, but she told me that her mother was expecting a son and she came, and since then the bad luck is following her"
"So, if you are expecting a boy and girl came then only the bad luck comes?"
"hmmmm, might be"
"If they know this then why do they expect? Why they don't just accept what is going to come - either a boy or a girl?"
"Its late dear, go to bed we will have a a long day tomorrow, lot of relatives will be coming to curse all three sisters"
At first , she thought , these are the tears of joy, after the bitter words , allegation of bad luck carrier she and her elder sister start getting then she realized that something is wrong.
She asked her elder didi -"Wasn't the arrival of new baby is a happy moment? Why everyone is crying and why all are cursing us"
Her didi replied - "yes, it is but only when you the new baby is a son not daughter and too third daughter in the family".
"But why?"
Don't know, dear this is what my mother has told me only.
"But she was also a girl, she also came to this world by her mother only"
"yes, but she told me that her mother was expecting a son and she came, and since then the bad luck is following her"
"So, if you are expecting a boy and girl came then only the bad luck comes?"
"hmmmm, might be"
"If they know this then why do they expect? Why they don't just accept what is going to come - either a boy or a girl?"
"Its late dear, go to bed we will have a a long day tomorrow, lot of relatives will be coming to curse all three sisters"
Sunday, February 9, 2014
Day 15: Comic Con 2014
As I missed last year's comic con, this year I was not fully ready (with all dressed up in my favorite comic con dress), but yes ready for comic con.Yesterday I went with my friends to live the childhood again and to get the feel of comic con.
It was good experience, although the ambiance could be more lively and creative, until and unless, you won't stand at the stall you won't get the feel of the comic con despite of few hoardings here and there.
The most impressive was the enthusiasm of the young people coming full dress up in the costume of their favorite comic character.You can see from Chacha Choaudry to Jack the Pirates, from super lady to Cat woman, and all ready to get clicked by you and with you too,but what bring smile to my face was seeing old people in the comic con,at first, my thought was that these are just having their Sunday outing but the enthusiasm was showing different story which was not less than the young kids and very impressive.
Likewise many old-peoples , many of them were parents of the youngsters came to Comic Con , they also were so much excited to be the part of such fun.If the parents are able to understand, enjoy and support their kids for a career which is beyond "explanatory" career then for sure the day is not far when India will also have creative career as prestigious as being engineer/doctors.
As in 3 idiots was - "Mera beta Engineer banega"!!.Today after seeing so many parents with the same enthusiasm as their kid were having in moving ahead and taking the career of Artist, Graphic Designer, painter etc. I am believing very soon these creative domain will also be as prestigious as the engineers/doctors.
I still remember , when I informed my dad after finishing my college that I want to be designer, at that time he only do understand designer means- " Fashion-DESIGNER " not GRAPHIC/WEB designer, for them my drawing , coloring interest was mere a hobby and they till date give me expression of shocked when they get to know the price of my expensive colors.
Today after seeing so many young kids getting support from their parents for the career which if off-beat for they it makes me feel to say thank you to them.
Below are the some glimpse of the Comic Con 2014 see you next year!!
Likewise many old-peoples , many of them were parents of the youngsters came to Comic Con , they also were so much excited to be the part of such fun.If the parents are able to understand, enjoy and support their kids for a career which is beyond "explanatory" career then for sure the day is not far when India will also have creative career as prestigious as being engineer/doctors.
As in 3 idiots was - "Mera beta Engineer banega"!!.Today after seeing so many parents with the same enthusiasm as their kid were having in moving ahead and taking the career of Artist, Graphic Designer, painter etc. I am believing very soon these creative domain will also be as prestigious as the engineers/doctors.
I still remember , when I informed my dad after finishing my college that I want to be designer, at that time he only do understand designer means- " Fashion-DESIGNER " not GRAPHIC/WEB designer, for them my drawing , coloring interest was mere a hobby and they till date give me expression of shocked when they get to know the price of my expensive colors.
Today after seeing so many young kids getting support from their parents for the career which if off-beat for they it makes me feel to say thank you to them.
Below are the some glimpse of the Comic Con 2014 see you next year!!
Day 14 : Lie
Doctor gave him the prescription, his hands were shivering , prescription fell down from his hands .He was looking at Doctor, but he walked away ,he was not able to see it properly, he removed his glasses and clean them, put them back but still same.
He look here and there, he stopped a Nurse asked her to pick the paper for her.She did that but in irritation.
He walked back to her bed, she was sleeping in peace.He knew she will wake now after 1 hour, that much time he have only.
He walked slowly and reach to the chemist, there was only two-three stairs but for him it was like a long way to go after struggling a lot he won the war and reach to the counter after making the space from the crowd although two times he managed himself from evading the fall.
He was calling the person on the other side of counter, amid of all the voices of the people his voice was falling into deaf ears after struggling a lot finally he managed to caught the elbow of one of the helper and forcefully handed him the prescription.A sign of relief he took .
The bill costed total Rs 1500, he searched his both pocket all he have was Rs 1400, 100 Rupees less. But shopkeeper was adamant on not giving him any discount , shopkeeper returned all the money and ask him to give back the medicine bag, he clutched the back tightly into his fingers , refused to return it with politely but tears in his eyes.A heated argument started within ten mins on shop, finally a girl in her twenty gave the balanced hundred rupees to shopkeeper as all of the transaction came to halt because of this fight and that girl was in hurry and hundred rupees was just a small amount for her.
He moved down the stairs weeping his eyes and blessing that girl.He was not wearing any watch but he knew he still have time.He speed up his walking, as he was reaching her bed, he stopped at a chair, sat catch his breath from the corner of the room he checked her, she is still sleeping, he smiled.
He move closer to her after putting all medicines on table next to her.After 5 minutes she opened her eyes and asked - "You didn't went to take medicine?", He replied - "No, hospital staff is too good they themselves went and bought the medicine for us and that too in discount.".
She smiled and so he , as she smiled.
She closed her eyes as she was doing from last 1.5 hours and start cursing her children.Their children abondon them in their last days of life. She knew her husband went to take medicine alone on his own when his eyes are not strong as it used to be and same his body too.
He look here and there, he stopped a Nurse asked her to pick the paper for her.She did that but in irritation.
He walked back to her bed, she was sleeping in peace.He knew she will wake now after 1 hour, that much time he have only.
He walked slowly and reach to the chemist, there was only two-three stairs but for him it was like a long way to go after struggling a lot he won the war and reach to the counter after making the space from the crowd although two times he managed himself from evading the fall.
He was calling the person on the other side of counter, amid of all the voices of the people his voice was falling into deaf ears after struggling a lot finally he managed to caught the elbow of one of the helper and forcefully handed him the prescription.A sign of relief he took .
The bill costed total Rs 1500, he searched his both pocket all he have was Rs 1400, 100 Rupees less. But shopkeeper was adamant on not giving him any discount , shopkeeper returned all the money and ask him to give back the medicine bag, he clutched the back tightly into his fingers , refused to return it with politely but tears in his eyes.A heated argument started within ten mins on shop, finally a girl in her twenty gave the balanced hundred rupees to shopkeeper as all of the transaction came to halt because of this fight and that girl was in hurry and hundred rupees was just a small amount for her.
He moved down the stairs weeping his eyes and blessing that girl.He was not wearing any watch but he knew he still have time.He speed up his walking, as he was reaching her bed, he stopped at a chair, sat catch his breath from the corner of the room he checked her, she is still sleeping, he smiled.
He move closer to her after putting all medicines on table next to her.After 5 minutes she opened her eyes and asked - "You didn't went to take medicine?", He replied - "No, hospital staff is too good they themselves went and bought the medicine for us and that too in discount.".
She smiled and so he , as she smiled.
She closed her eyes as she was doing from last 1.5 hours and start cursing her children.Their children abondon them in their last days of life. She knew her husband went to take medicine alone on his own when his eyes are not strong as it used to be and same his body too.
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Day 13 : Dream
*Dream*
I Dream to be a teacher, I Dream to be a dancer, I Dream to be a singer,I Dream to be a doctor,I Dream to be a IAS officer, I Dream... yes I Dream...
Dreams that keep us awake...Dreams that make us feel alive ,keep blood flowing in our veins.
When we are dreaming to be something in our professional life, there are many who just dream to live life like us only, a cancer patient in his last stage is dreaming for a normal life , a beggar at red light just dreaming to live a life of respect a life of dignity , the gatekeeper of the shopping-malls is dreaming of one day he will bring his family to this mall and someone else will be opening the gate for him.
Big, Small, Good, Cute, Ambitious, One, Lot, possible, Impossible, Fiction, Non-ficition, Fantasy - but dreams are dreams.
Eyes and heart is filled with the hope one day I will fulfill the dream of my mom that I wont be washing utensils like her in the houses, I wont be cleaning the room of the children of my maalkin, I will be able to count my hard-earning money she is getting, I won't be be a drive, I won't be rug-picker...
Dreams that keep us awake...Dreams that make us feel alive ,keep blood flowing in our veins.
When we are dreaming to be something in our professional life, there are many who just dream to live life like us only, a cancer patient in his last stage is dreaming for a normal life , a beggar at red light just dreaming to live a life of respect a life of dignity , the gatekeeper of the shopping-malls is dreaming of one day he will bring his family to this mall and someone else will be opening the gate for him.
Big, Small, Good, Cute, Ambitious, One, Lot, possible, Impossible, Fiction, Non-ficition, Fantasy - but dreams are dreams.
Eyes and heart is filled with the hope one day I will fulfill the dream of my mom that I wont be washing utensils like her in the houses, I wont be cleaning the room of the children of my maalkin, I will be able to count my hard-earning money she is getting, I won't be be a drive, I won't be rug-picker...
One day...yes one day I will make my dream's true!!!
Dream till you alive and Blahhout it....
Dream till you alive and Blahhout it....
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Day 12 : Taking a Break!!
Ahh so many things are landing up at personal end so taking a break from writing for few days.
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