Thursday, 31 December 2015

New year, New lessons

It was almost 8 p.m and I couldn't find any work that could make the clock go faster.
"I don't want to stay here and read those happy new year status, posted in same old fashioned way on facebook" I said, deciding to go for a drive and thinking that the city must be enlightened with joy and smiles of the people all around.
There is always a second thought waiting in queue to debate with the first thought
"What if the idea of driving to city happened to be boring ?" Debated my thoughtful mind.
"But it would not be as boring as sitting in this room and browsing through social media"  I gave a second thought and rushed out of that room to explore the city.
The City was decorating their houses to welcome the new beginning, the glitters, the lights, the smiles on people's face enlightening their beauty.
You can just keep seeing, you need to observe, and When you observe you see something that others can't see.
Amidst all the decorated houses, I saw a small house having an iron gate. A father pouring oil in to small lamp and his child who was curiously looking at him.
With a little friction and the mighty match stick, he gave light of lamp to his house.
"Happy New Year" he said picking up his child, smiling and taking him inside the house.
Freezing wind, glowing lights and glitters,
"How would the lamp survive to keep glowing?" I wanted to ask the man but I guess nature wanted to answer this question itself. power went off though for 2 minutes but it did gave me my answer.

The Answer that can be the most important lesson of life.

"Lamp might be nervous standing between the brightest of the light in the city and facing the freezing wind.

And that's what we are the "Lamps"
Standing between brightest people in the world facing some of the worst situation life putting forward to use

The Power off took away all the brightness on the street but the lamp was still glowing  cutting away the darkness around it.

The Darkest hour brings out the brightest side in you.

Just like that lamp glowed in the dark cutting the darkness around it
So will we, stand still, face the wind and respect the brighter side because if you managed to fight that brightness , you will be definetly glowing in darkness

Be a proud lamp
And one day you'll definitely be a champ.

Happy New Year 😊

Monday, 28 December 2015

Kuch baate, kuch mulakate

Kuch purani baato se mulakat ho gai,
Mulakat se yaad ki fir se barsaat ho gai,
Muskura rahi thi ye aankhe,
Aur dil ki ye aankho se fariyad ho gai...
Bheeg ke in yaado me tum muskura rahi ho,
Kyu dard apne andar ka, mujme chupa rahi ho,
Bicha kar muskurahate un pyari si palko pe,
Kyu tum mujko rula rahi ho...

Fariyad apni jata kar, aankho ko usne rulaya,
Roti aankhe sang is dil se kuch or yaado ko bulaya,

Roo kar aankhe bol uthi,
Sawal ka jawab khol uthi,
Kyu tu yaado ko lata he,
Lakar unko sehlata he,
Agar bardasth nai kar sakta,
To kyu tu unko bulata he,

Main muskurati hu tera dard chipane ko,
Ghabharati hu duniya ko vo batane ko,

Kahi ye nami fir na aa jae,
Aasu ban palko se, yaade fir na beh jae...

Behti yaade dekh aankhe fir nam ho gai,
Kuch purani baato se mulakat ho gai...

Wednesday, 16 December 2015

A Guy and A Bully

"There must be a reason"
I told myself when I saw those two children from distance away on my way to my room, 
Before I could think more or say predict more horns started banging my ears to move away and keep guessing.
But when a child on bicycle fell down I couldn't resist myself to stop and look by what in this small world was going on there, before I could reach there his lines caught my ears
"Why did you pushed me off the bicycle?" He asked to the guy standing like a bully in front of him. 
"Why were you laughing at that time? He said firing some extra words 
"You fool asking me why are pushing me?"
"But I wasn't the only one who was laughing" the other guy said picking up himself and his cycle 
And added " you just saw me !!"
His eyes were half drowned in the pain he was feeling with the fall he made with his bicycle. 
"You better watch out next time" said the bully guy without caring the truth the other guy just tried to explain him. 

It wasn't the two child fighting with each other because one laughed at the other but it was innocent who became the victim of the anger of some person. 

With the next horn I turned around and saw I was blocking the way of newly owned car by some person but that doesn't change the fact that 

We are always one of the two children in  conversation I saw today, making someone a victim or becoming a victim of someone's anger, convincing them the truth or not listening to the truth they are telling to us, be it your friend, a colleague or your cousin. 

There are times you been a bully for the anger you even don't know what it is about, times when you are the guy who is being pushed from the bicycle, times when you have feel sorry after firing the words like bullets at someone. Neither was the bully guy wrong about him feeling bad of everyone laughing at him nor was the bicycle guy wrong for laughing at him. 


Anger can burn more houses or say relations then a fire can, it needs be in one's control. If you remember any of the person like a bicycle guy whom' truth you haven't heard and let them burn in the fire of your anger then please tell them you are not like that bully guy, you don't want them to walk away like the guy on bicycle with the truth. 


Forget the moment and use the fire to ignite the lamp of joy on journey of our relation. 

Wednesday, 2 December 2015

The Traveller

Do I only fear of something or everyone do? I can't ask everyone though.
But I can observe them.
This is what I do every time I travel for a short distance or a long distance..
And here I was going to home again  but this is not my story that would be travelling from Ahmedabad to Jamnagar but story of all the people around me..
Story of dad awaiting to his child
A mother carrying a new born to her house, A group of people going back to their home town.
Does this anything relate to the fear or the story of your life?
Obviously they are the one whom I have just seen or rather say observed a fellow traveller.
Some annoying I wish I had another word for this but don't they know that other people are around and they don't want to listen whom are they talking and what are they talking so loud..but not all are the same you need to look around some are interesting too just like the man sitting at the cross I saw him twice no not twice but more then twice seeing his baby's photo and giving a smile that only a dad can have.. I want to know what is he taking home as a gift for him why do he work so far from home but this bubble of thoughts just got pricked by a cute traveller along with me and by cute I mean by a baby boy just sitting beside me, blowing another bubble of thought about the innocence we lose everyday with time growing up..
This observations led to the thing I wanted to question everyone.
Well I didn't got the answer but they all gave me some points which I need to keep in mind though I would be lost again but I can always remember them and recall these points.
Annoying traveller told if fear is annoying you try to focus on that interesting traveller who is unknowingly making u smile by the smile in his face.. If the smile still raise the thoughts within you prick the thoughts with the needle of innocence still hold by the cute baby traveller inside you.
Fear will remain within you everybody has some or other fear but that shouldn't stop us from travelling to checkpoints leading to the destination.
With fear you will come along some travellers just like you teaching you, answering each and every question of yours. Keep travelling and more importantly keep observing.
Travellers teach you more then your travel do 😊

Sunday, 29 November 2015

Majboor ho gaye

Intezar tha Jin lafzo ka wo Jane kaha kho gaye 
Sidhi raha chale the hum na Jane kaise kho Gaye..

Baat lete the Jinse hum gham ki 2 baat wo pass Hokar bhi door Ho Gaye...
Ye kaisi uljan he iss rah ki, na Chahte huve bhi hum majboor Ho Gaye..

Pass Hokar hum sabse bhi, us ehsas bhi door ho Gaye
Byan karna tha Jin lafzo ko, unhe likhne pe majboor Ho Gaye...

Bade ban ki iss chah main, iss rahh se hum door Ho Gaye...
Ansu chupa kar apne dil main apne, apne muskurane ko majboor Ho Gaye...

Saturday, 31 October 2015

Behind the door

"One more"
i exclaimed loudly in my mind detaching another paper from my notepad.
it was fifth time when the thing i wrote something but tore it in to pieces, it was the tired mind or lousy feeling that was stopping the lines i want to plot on the piece of paper, i had no idea in my mind.

Research says "Every engineer turns in to a philosopher after 11 p.m " and just like the attractive offers these days, this line too come with a tag " *Conditions Apply "
To give a "Hence proved" symbol to this research i took my notepad and a mighty pen to start plotting the field on the paper but it turned out to be making a record of who many papers one can tore in to pieces in one day.


And When i was just about to give a another try, my colorful room took away the colors from  my eyes painting the dark black color in my eyes,
No i didn't became blind but it's just the lights went off, Leaving behind the darkness around me but all i could see was the door of my room with it's glowing borders divulging lights have gone just around here, as soon as i triggered the light in my phone to kill the darkness in my room, it simultaneously triggered the questions in my mind.



Where am i?
Is this the door that we all look for ?
Is this the darkness we all live in ?

Answers are just behind that door, but the path to the door is full of darkness blocking your way to reach that door, holding you back, planting some more doubts in your mind, All you need to trigger that light inside your soul to kill the blocks on your way, to fill the colors in that black picture again, to reach to the door to light.
Sooner or later everybody conquers the darkness around them and enters the door of light knowing the answers to the questions growing in their mind, till then keep triggering the light on your path to the door.



Well I am still on my way to unlock the mystery that why the lights went off in my room only,
Wait did i just gave the "Hence Proved" tag i mentioned above ?


Monday, 12 October 2015

Question mark

Paheli he iss raat main
jo samaj ke tum nahi samajte...

Raat ko hi nind kyu aaye
jo samaj ke bhi tum nahi samajte...

Der se kyu aayi wo, 
wo jaldi se nahi samajte...


Main samaj samaj ke thak gaya, 
fir bhi aye nahi tum kya samajte...

Saral si iss baat ko,
uljaye bina tum nahi samajte...


Ek paheli se nikle dusri, 
ye baat meri tum nahi samajte...


Raat ke kai raaz he, 
jo raaz samaj ke nahi samajte...


Iss jaan sake na koi, 
wo raaz tum nahi samajte...


Raaz se ye ek khula, 
jo abhi bhi aap nahi samjate...


Nind aayi raat ko, 
ye baat fir bhi aap nahi samajte..

Tuesday, 29 September 2015

Routine

Nind ko bhaga kar hum roz yu jagte he...
Kabhi socha nahi, na jane kis se bhagte he..

Hath ye jod kar, ek deep hum jalate he...
Kahi pochne ki hum, icha unhe batate he...

Fir unke bharose beth kar, aram se beth jaate he....
Mehnat ka naara lag ke, Alas hum kar jaate he...

Fikar nahi karni jahan, wahan fikar hum dekhate he...
Sikhna he khudko, wo dusrk ko sikhate he...

Vyarth nahi ye baat, jo baade log batate he...
Sayam se jo sram kare, wo siddh purus khelate he...

Iss aant ki survat main, ek baat hum batate he...
Hata de un vicharo ko, jo har dum tujhe satate he....
Dhiraj hi wo chabi he, jis se taale wo khul jate he...

Monday, 21 September 2015

To Time

I know you run, 
I know you fly
Whatever the reasons
you made the people cry.

I know you fast
I know you ride
Don't you see they
Whole heartedly tried.

I know you pass
I know you heel
Do you even know
What all those pain feel?

I know you change
I know you great
Do you even know
What all those people awaits?

I know you calm
I know you speak
But where have you been
When they went weak??

I know you kind
I know you fine
But why do you take?
When they say it's mine.

I know you give
I know you forgive
But do you know 
How did this people live?

I know you strong
I know you spin
But remember you won't be
the one who will always win.

Thursday, 17 September 2015

The Statue

Pathar se iss tukde ko, auzar se apne tarashta hu...
Sabd samuh se apne, kuch sabdo ko hatata hu....

Uss pathar main chupe uss chehre ko main sabdo se dekhata hu...

Khoobsurti uss chehre ki kuch aise nikhar ke aayi..
Jaise andhre ko bhagate huvi wo suraj ki keeran aayi...

Dekh ke uss suraat ko kuch umeede dil ne jagayi...
Jaise pathar ki uss muharat main jaan ko kisine jagayi...

Iss dekhte hi yuhi, mere dil ne awaz lagayi....
Ye muhrahat he uss bhagwan ki jisne
Ruh he teri jagayi....

Yeh sunkar hi toh humne, maan ki guthi suljayi...
Ye panktiya jo likha thi mene, wo usi ne mujse likhvayi...

Sunday, 13 September 2015

I wish

There are always certain things or pictures you see or listen will affect your state of mind, the things that will inject your mind with the series of thoughts and you will wander  why can't you do something? why are so help less ? and you just badly wish that "Kash kash main kuch kar sakta "

On my way to office, i saw many people struggling for the basic needs of life more then you and the other people who are reading this, i don't like posting on face book or updating a what's app status saying feeling sad, neither am i posting the link of this blog anywhere.

These few lines i would like to write this post to express what i felt :


Inn pyari si galliyon se chal raha tha main...
Kuch an kahi wo khwahise jata raha tha main...
Kash behte unn ansuyo ko muskrahat me badal sakta...
Khali pade unn bartano ko anaj ki boriyo se bhar sakta...
Kash mere bachpan ke kuch lamhe unn bacho main baat sakta...
Unke maa-baap ki ankho main wo ronak main jaga sakta...
Kash kuch gyan iss sansar ka unn logo ko sikha sakta...
Unke dukho ko mitna ka rasta unhe dekha sakta....

Majboori aur lachari ki bediyo main bandha hoon..
Kash meri kalam se unme umeed ki roshni jaga sakta....


Iss kore pade kagaz me thode se sabd aur likh du...

Inn sabd main huvi thodi si sikh main aur bhar du..

Zindgi se aaj unko thoda sa rub a ruh aur kar du...

Unki soch main sabd se wo rang main aur bhar du...

Unn rango se thoda sa andhera aur door kar du..

Uss kothri main thoda sa andhera aur bhar lu..

Uss taale ki.chabi ko main choomantar kar du...

Iss tarah uss andhre main thoda ujala main aur bhar du...

Main likh kar unke gaane thodi si dua aur le lu...

Kehne ko main chota hu, iss chote se mooh se ek badi baat aur keh du...

Ye sabd toh toh bas ek zariya he, socha apne dil ki baat kuch iss tarah main keh du...

Sab ke dil ko chukar, ek choti si muskaan aur le lu...

Monday, 7 September 2015

The Fact

Aaj ka din kal ek yaad kehlayega..
Bethkar tu phir iss aaj ko bulayega..
Jee le iss pal me chupi khushi ko...
Bit ta ye pal kabhi laut ke na ayega...
Ye waqt bhi bewafa he, aaj he jo tera wo kal kisi aur ka kehlyaga...
Sach he wo maan le, koi apna bhi hoga jo tujhe bhul jayega...
Samne bhi hokar wo, ajnabee sa ban jayega...
Toh ajnabee main se koi, tera apna ban jayega...
Yahi kehta he aaj ka waqt jo kal yaad sa kehlayega...

Thursday, 3 September 2015

Random Words

Nazro se nazre milye koi betha tha..
Kehne ko wo kuch thera tha...
Kuch baat uss batani thi..
Jo sab ko mujhe sunani thi...

Teri chamak hogi iss raat se...
Inn sitaro ki mulaqat se...
Kuch kisse tujhe sunata hu..
Ye raaz main tujhe batata hu...

Tu kal abse se fikar na kar..
Uss darr ka kisi se zikar na kar...
Jo karta he wo karta ja...
Dhire se aage badhta ja...

Ye jo sapno ki udaan he...
Ye jung ka ek maidan he...
Tu dhanush utha aur karam kar...
Iss duniya ki tu sharam na kar...

Wo nayi subah fir aayegi..
Ye lafz mere suna jayegi..
Tere aaj ke unn sawalo ke
Jawab tujhe samja jayegi...

Main nazre milye tujse betha hu..
Pyar se tumhe kehta hu...
Likhe jo tumne aaj he..
Wo meri hi awaz he..
Ab sone ki tyari kar..
Kuch sapno se yaari kar..
Jab yaad aaye ye ankhe kholna...
Jo maan main aye firse wo bolna...

Saturday, 22 August 2015

8th Floor

There are certain levels we come across before we achieve the dream or the aim we desire of, I am not saying this because i achieved something today but i noticed something today.

Today i was late not because of the usual traffic problems but because i ignored the alarm thinking of a call from customer care people and you never get a lift on the ground floor when you don't reach on time, "Lets take the stairs " that's what i said convincing myself to walk or rather say climb to the 8th floor, 
But on my way from the ground floor to the 8th floor i found out this is what happens in every journey to the destination, when i took the first step towards the first floor, my thoughts were like "only 8 floors will reach in a sec", that's what happens when you dream of something, your thoughts will be the same "I ll first do this and that, and Bang i ll achieve this" , 

And then you find out it's not as simple as you were thinking like it happened to me when i reached the first floor i said "Still 7 floors to go i should have waited for the lift why don't i take it from here", you lose confidence at the initial phase, you think of taking the other way, you regret being walking this path 

But the next step change your thoughts likewise i reached the second floor having some mixed thoughts "6 floors more and i will be there, but if i take a lift from here " "For lift i need to wait for 5 more minutes and i can reach in sometime" Similarly when you achieve a little step towards your dream, you sense a small flame of confidence igniting within you.

Third floor and the universal quality of everyone "Laziness" struck me saying "Enough man you can take a lift from here", when you achieve a little step you started feeling like this much is enough from the bottom at least i reached till here what else i need, but you need to go beyond this thoughts to reach the point you desire for, and to reach that 8th floor i need to go the 4th floor skipping my thoughts of waiting for lift.

Most confusing phase will be the mid-way when you reach at the point where one right step and you will be more close to that dream and one wrong step you will be lost in the path, that's what happened on fourth floor if i take a lift from 4th floor it will stop at 5th, 6th and 7th all the floors which means i will be more late i need to keep moving ahead and go to the 5th floor.

When you take one step ahead from the point you are standing on the mid-way it is actually your first step towards the dream or the aim you desire the flame within you rises, each step taken will be the motivation for the next step to be taken.

5th floor showed the sign board of 6th, 6th showed me the 7th and 7th straight way lead me to the 8th
I saw towards the display on the lift it showed ground floor, I reverse back my 10 minutes and thought if i wouldn't have taken the first step at that time i would still be at the bottom waiting for that life to take me here.

There are no such lift's in life you just need to keep walking your path having patience, building the strength and one day you will be on that 8th floor saying yourself with the sense of achievement 
"I did it"

 




Wednesday, 19 August 2015

Happy Independence Day :)

Dekho ye subah aa gayi..
Azadi ke geet gun guna gayi...
Mere maan ke uss kone main wo kuch baatein wo suna gayi...

Apne maan se tu azad he...
Chupa tujhe main ek fulad he...
Chood de tu darr ke jeena
Tu iss bharat maa ki aulad he...

Bandhi huvi inn zanjeero ko taud de...
Yu vyarth hi neerash hone chood de..
Fella de apne baahe aaj khul ke tu bol de....

Iss maan se main azad hu...
Uss darr se main azad hu...
Vartman main jee raha hu...
Uss kal se main azad hu...
Na rok sakega koi, 
Na tauk sakega koi,
Yeh vishwas he mera, 
Aaj un sab se main azad hu...

Monday, 27 July 2015

The Way I saw

"God" i said to myself when i realized i was standing since last half an hour waiting for a rickshaw to drop at my place, but believe me when it's raining in ahmedabad convincing a rickshaw is as difficult as convincing a girl that she was wrong and going through this not so interesting things my eyes fell on a kid, though the vision was quite blurred due to rains but the lights of the vehicles behind me acknowledged me that he is running in the puddle of water splashing the chocolaty water all over.
I was wondering why would the kid be in so hurry, why is he running but before i ask more questions to myself, he answered all of them by taking out a paper boat from his pocket and making it float through the flow of water, smiling with his achievement. Before i could have a more glance of his moments, a rickshaw came in front of me shouting "Shyamal!!", and you can't say no in this season, specially to a rickshaw wala in ahmedabad. and before i adjust myself in the not so comfortable ride to my place, three students hushed in laughing and making fun of each other, "I told it will be holiday in tution today" said the guy sitting in the corner tapping the shoulder of the guy beside him. "I know buddy but we would not have so much fun if you haven't listened to me" he replied giving a high-five to both of his friends and talking about their adventures of the day, I kept on listening like a wall with ears but somebody knocked this wall, ( i mean i just reached my place ). And the rain welcomed me with its shower as soon i step ahead on the lane to my place. " So disgusting atmosphere", the words sounded crystal clear in spite of the noisy surroundings but before  i could check who is it, i saw a man wearing a formals coming from his office, asking me "Isn't it?" he asked looking at me, "Ya?!?!" but before i can say something more, he started again " This rain always target the office going people, i wore this new shirt today and it just spoiled it, I just hate this rain ", "It happens" i said and ran inside my place to save myself from this angry young man.

But observing all the things on my way back from office, i just realized how the way of looking at the scenario changes through the phase of life,

We enjoy the rain just with a paper boat when we are children, Friends are always mandatory to go out in rain when we grow up and finally when we are mature enough to feel and enjoy this amazing beauty of rain we start hating it.

Well it's person perspective to look at the world but today i got fortunate to look at the rain through the eyes of three different people.

And I guess that's how everything goes "The Way you see"   

Tuesday, 23 June 2015

Cave of darkness

Koshish kara rahi thi ye ankhe uss ee dekhne ko..
Rauk raha tha kaun jane isko...

Tarash rahe the ye kaan awaz uska
Sunn ne ko...
Rauk raha tha kaun jane isko...

Badh rahe the ye kadam hazil karne manzil ko...
Rauk raha tha kaun jane isko..

Nikal rahe the sabd dil se iss rukavat hatane ko...
Rauk raha tha kaun jane isko..

Socha sab ne milke fariyad iski karte he hum apne dimag ko...
Khola dimag rukavat bane huve iss taale ko...
Dekha ankho ne uss roshni ko..
Suna un kanno ne wo awaz ko...
Hazil kar liya un kadamo ne wo manzil ko...
Milke bole sab ye dimag hi tha jo laya bahar wo andheri gufa se humko



Friday, 19 June 2015

One last ride

"The Struggle of life continues irrespective of the place you are " ,

With this simple thought i was on my one last ride to pune , assuming it would as simple as packing the bags and sit in the bus but believe me it's way more difficult to leave a place which taught you some of the important lessons of life. when i came here for the first time i carried just bag of clothes, a laptop and a box full of hope thinking how will i survive in this place without friends or rather say without everyone but it all begin with bus ride from room to institute , a evening walk on the streets exploring myself , set of interviews teaching how to digest defeat and much more, it didn't made me weak but changed me to a stronger person then i was before. though i am not achieving a grand thing from this place but the things this place taught i can definitely say no one could have ever taught me. Well not with over confidence but with a belief , Whenever the story of my struggle will be open to world , pune would be a important chapter of it.

Though officially it would my last ride to pune but i will keep coming to you to learn more , to explore more. Keep me motivated and bless with more strength then you gave me till date.

Thank you pune :-)


Friday, 29 May 2015

A evening walk

Socha ki iss sham ko haseen banao..
apne maan se ek kahani banao...
nazre padi uss panchi pe socha usko hi ek kalakar banao...
usko hero walo wo chal sikhao ..
Nokili se wo choch ko pyari si muskan banao...
Wo samne bethi chidya ke pyar me usko giravu...
Wo hero wali style me pyar ka izhar karao...
Dono ko unke sansar me le jao....
Dukhi kahani kon banaye khushiyo barish dono pe barshavu...
Ab nikala hu chalne toh kyu na pyar ki ye dastaan banavu...

Bachpan

Meethi si lori mujhe gaa ke suna de..

palne me rakh ke mujhe pyar se sula de..

waqt ko thoda sa piche ghuma de...

mujhe hath pakad ke chalna firse sikha de....

wo choti si chadi wala school dress ek bar aur dila de...

wo ghee wali roti apne hatho se khila de...

nai sikhna kisi aur se wo question,
answer mujhe  bas tu hi padha de...

andhere se wapas darne laga hu apne mamta ki chhav me fir se chupa de..

Zindgi zindagi nai khelna mujhe wo khilono ke sansar mujhe lauta de...

Ye ban na he
wo ban na he nahi karunga 
bas fir se mujhe ek baar apna bachpan lauta de. .

Thursday, 21 May 2015

Happy Birthday Choti :)

Today you it's the day when one of the most precious person in my life came to earth and that's you choti..

Well today i want to tell that you are such a person in my life who has been the witness of each n every phase of my life till date, i still remember the day when i was wandering how will i manage to dance on the stage when i am not able to understand what they are doing but a helping hand came from the unknown crowd "Pratik no one can take you out from this group , you can do it just practice with me " , That was you i don't know what to call you a better half or brother , but you mean a lot to me then this words and you know that. If i go back n look at any day whether it were the practice days, going back after practice, exam nights, showing movie on whatsapp group, back stage fear , onstage talks , our special gifts, "PVR" and many more ( to know this you have to wait bhaiiiiii)

you are the first person to read my first blog,i would not have wrote anything further without your encouragement, i would like to dedicate few lines only and only for you

Kehte he piche mud ke mat dekho..
Duva karke pani me rupay ke wo paisa feko...
Par paya he mene jabse tujko...
Bas kehta rehta hu main khudko...
Khoya gaya tha bhid me doondha he mujko tune....
Sooye huve iss kalakar ko jagaya he tune....
Dost aye aur gaye par har waqt saath nibhaya tune...
Raat ke andhre me ujala felaya tune...
Bhatka hu main jab bhi rasta dikhaya he tune...
Me shayad likh nai pata par hosla badhya tune...
Kehne ko abhi aur bhi chize he...
Zindgi me humari aa kar iss ee khoobsurat banaya he tune...

Love you bro...


With the most happiest to the most saddest moment we have seen it together and faced it together.
Happy birthday Choti

- Always yours pritu ;)



Monday, 18 May 2015

And The Journey Begined....

It was about 5 p.m. in the evening when my phone started ringing , which said Niraj calling,
Which acknowledged me that i was about to reach iskon and my journey to junagadh had begined,
We managed to meet on time at 5:30 but as usual before we reach at his place, we were already having  a parcel to be delivered to his friend,

The Charm of meeting your besty is always something else specially when it is after a long time ,
Which made us lost in all the talks of here and there , looking at riverfront, remembering the old times, it was all going in the flow until the bajaj discover started coughing , never thought we would be out of petrol somewhere in the mid of the way, but who cares when you are with your brother from another mother, managing to the petrol pump we were somehow on the track again, but it seemed like parikrama of ahmedabad was in our destiny that day, neither we could find the address of the guy we have to give the parcel nor we can go away to the place without giving it to him,
With the laughter dose and traffic in ahmedabad (which we don’t care at all) we were moving on our way , the thing which happened will never happen in anyone’s life , ya believe me because we were again out of petrol, the evening started becoming tiresome rather than having fun,

It seemed like we found pond of water in the desert when we saw the petrol pump, and as soon as we finished the work it , i found my phone ringing and it was sunil , our friend who had arrived very punctually as per our decided plan, it was about 8:30 when we rang the bell at niraj’s place, thinking if this is the beginning of the journey how the journey would be like??

But rather than focusing on the thoughts , we concentrated on delicious dinner made by niraj’s mom
And the strange part was we still haven’t got our tickets booked, which reminded us the scene of local bus moving at the low speed and we 3 standing in between the seats, so without wasting a moment we straight found out the neelkanth travels from our own google.com and luckily got our tickets booked, with a sigh of relief and excitement of journey ,we started helping niraj in packing his bag, which made us forget that our bus was at 10:30 not at 12:30,

It was 10:15 and still half the way, wandering where is the pickup point for  neelkanth travels,
Struck in the traffic with a silly innocent tension faces , we decided to get out of the car and run to the office instead of sitting and waiting for traffic to clear, and finally we reached the moment was satisfactory because in spite of all the glitches we managed to get to the pickup point of the bus 5 min early,
And that’s how the journey started, 3 friends ,3 bags ,lots of excitement and surprises on the way
5:30 a.m in the morning we hired a shared auto rickshaw  straight to the beginning of parikrama  , Niraj and sunil with the excitement like a small child buying a ballon bought the torch to enlighten our way at night..


Brushing our teeth on road and  after having a national kathayiawadi nasta chai and khari , we began the journey full of fun and surprises..





 we walked continuously for 20 min taking about 30-40 pictures and decided let’s have a rest of 10 minutes but our sleepy king niraj almost slept which added other 10 minutes and 10 more photographs to our collection.. resuming our journey we continued to walk and talk with the chants of “Jay Girnari” . Our energy level remained at the same point due to support of thousands of people and humara apna nariyal pani..
In 10 km we managed to drink 5-6 coconut , walking with a speed greater than or equal  to normal man’s speed , but then came a tragedy in our journey , we reached a place where food was being distributed and place sounded like we almost completed our 40 km parikrama.








And with this confusion we went to ask a person who seemed quite familiar with the place to ask how much more km to go. “10 km” he said. With a bucket full of innocence, our expression  were like we broke usian bolt’s record. and this thing lead us to a decision that we should rest a while, have some food and otherwise we will be complete our journey in 1 hour and we won’t be able to give the torch effect to the journey, adding about 15-20 photo clicks in our collection we had the best gujarati food (best not only for its taste but it was unlimited) and the over confidence of completing the journey in 1 hour made us rest for more time and then we thought let’s start walk slowly , completing half an hour more we thought let’s ask someone how much more to go and we were shocked to hear the answer “10 km” he said and we thought he must be kidding , ignoring him we started covering the hills quickly with the chants of “Jay Girnari” , it started giving us more joy and the fun was unlimited(like the lunch).




We walked for about 2 hours and to console ourselves we keep asking the fellow people “how much more km to go” , the answer which we got all the time was “Bhaiya bas ab 10 km”. Hearing this all the time we started feeling more irritated and we had almost 3 coconut water back to back..
After walking for some more time , we saw a board 10 km left .. but this “10 km” thing have made us so exhausted that we didn’t trust that ..
You can’t proceed your without visiting the temple situation 1 km opposite to the 10 km exit..
It took more half an hour to reach back to that 10 km sign board again which included minor shopping as well as resting our legs for some time..
Well finally the most awaited part begined , we took out our torches and started walking the remaining 10 km in the dark.
3 friends , 3 torches , lots of fun and peace like never seen before.


Finally we saw a board written 3 km , we could not believe our eyes because all along our way we got the same statement “Bas 10 km “ so we thought now no 1 would dare to say 10 km
The overnight journey of bus and walking along the forest had made us so tired that sunil took a nap while niraj and me discussing the sign board. Just for the sake of fun we decided let’s ask somebody how much more to go and you won’t believe the answer we got “10 km” , Sunil woke up in anger “who the hell said 10 km where is he” , That guy was lucky that he went away otherwise we were scared that he will murder that man..
Covering the last 2 km we felt like we revolved around the earth..this 2 km included a massage break as well as slow walk race between 3 of us..
It was about 7:45 in the evening when we took the last snap of the day at the exit of parikrama.
Having a quick bite with not so tasty gujarati thali and booking a room in dharamshala , it took only a fraction of second to get a good night sleep.
Which ended the first day of our exciting trip.

And we felt it was the shortest night ever for us because in a blink of eye we slept around 14 hours. The plan of the day was to climb “The Girnar” by waking up at 4 in the morning so technically we were 6 hours late.
“Pratik i think we should go “ Niraj said from the washroom ( can’t use the other word here )
“But can u feel your legs ??”  i replied from the bathroom
“we will make it by evening “ said niraj sticking we should go, trust me  i can’t deny him when he asks more then two times..

Meanwhile our dude sunil was ready to  take us to have breakfast..checking out from the not less then a 5 star room we had a quick bite still debating with ourselves we should start climbing it or not but as i told i can’t tell no to niraj ..
We put forward our steps on step no. 1 with a line “only 9999 more to go” , Sunil’s speed was almost double then two of us which made him disappear in some time. Mean while we invented a new relation of physics , enthusiasm was getting double but with respect to it speed was getting divided by 2.
We were hoping to see sunil soon but neither sunil was visible nor the cliff of girnar. We have already consumed 4-5 bottles of water till than. Hopes was vaporizing like sweat from our body, we started thinking we can’t reach at the top. But then came a idea flowing in air “ lets record our journey to top” almost in co ordination. ( this video making or dancing always makes both of us forget everything )

In this recording session we didn't even realized that we climbed about 4000 steps and finally we saw what our eyes were such since long i mean to say our friend sunil waiting for us near holy jain derasar , the thing was he was more happy to see us then we were ,reason is obvious there is no point climbing steps when we don’t have your dear ones with you.

Looking at ambaji temple 1000 steps away gave us more courage that we will definitely reach at the top ,


 reaching there in no time we saw one of the most beautiful picture god has ever portrayed ,no words or camera can explain the view from there.




 With the blessings of goddess amba we put forward our steps to the cover the remaining 5000 steps which were really challenging then the one’s we already covered. But blessings were with us so clicking and recording few memories we surprisingly reached to the last 2500 steps which were as difficult as climbing coconut tree.

The people enthusiasm have made the atmosphere so positive that it brings all the strength out within you. 

We stopped , we moved , we clicked , we recorded and at last we reached step no. 10000 and got blessings from lord gurudatta , rang the bell as per the ritual. The smile on our faces were like we were on the top of world and why it won’t be , we were on the top of the most holy and mysterious mountain.


Though we came down by night collecting and recording few memories but the part of us left there to worship goddess amba and lord gurudatta.



The journey didnt ended here because it just got started.