Who Knows

There is a Chinese story of an old farmer who had an old horse for tilling his fields. One day the horse escaped into the hills and, when all the farmer's neighbors sympathized with the old man over his bad luck, the farmer replied, "Bad luck? Good luck? Who
knows?" A week later the horse returned with a herd of wild horses from the hills and this time the neighbours congratulated the farmer on his good luck. His reply was, "Good luck? Bad luck? Who knows" Then, when
the farmer's son attempted to tame one of the wild horses, he fell off its back and broke his leg. Everyone thought this very bad luck. Not the farmer, whose only reaction was, "Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?" Some
weeks later the army marched into the village and conscripted every able-bodied youth they found there. When they saw the farmer's son with his broken leg they let him off. Now was that good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?
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Thank you Angel!!

I have an angel. And she is taking care of me.

So its 10 clock at night. I'm at vishal nagar. And there's not a single auto fellow ready to go till my place which is about 4 kms away. I walk into the empty lane that leads to my house cursing pune and the bloody unfairness of it all.
Suddenly a biker stops right in front me and is staring at me.
I'm like - shit. Bad idea to walk on an empty road. But what choice did I have. It was walking or spending the night on the road. So. Anyways. He's got his helmet on and he's wildy gesturing for me to hop onto his bike. I'm in almost in tears just about to run the other way when he says "L! Get on the bike! Its me, P!"
Oh! I know this person! He's a casual friend and I know him very cursorily. But the joy that runs through me on seeing him and his simple kind act - its enormous. I run , but this time upto him, almost hug him and hop onto the bike.
Situation went from pathetic to lucky in a second! Better start leaving office earlier now...

Thank you, Angel. And thank you, God.

:)

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Beautiful Monday!

Its a monday morning, and I'm on my way to work (which is in another land far far away).
Everywhere I see, I'm getting signs that its going to be a beautiful day!
And then, that all-knowing-inner-voice whispers "love, its going to be a beautiful life."
I like.
At least this monday, I like.

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God Knows

Cigarette ke dhue ka challa bana ke
Collar ko thoda sa upar chadhake
Sochna hai kya
Jo hona hai hoga
Chal pade hain fikr yaaron dhue mein udake

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Turn Right

I know it’s very clichéd but the only way I can think of starting this post is with SRK dialogue from DDLJ when he tells Farida Jalal that he will not run away with Kajol; for his mother always said to him – “beta, zindagi ke har mod par tumhe do raaste milenge… ek sahi… ek galat. Galat raasta bohat asaan hoga, tumhein apni taraf kheechega. Aur sahi raasta bohat mushkil hoga. Us mein bohat si musibatein, bohat si pareshaniyaa hongi. Agar tum galat raaste pe chaloge, to ho sakta hai ki shuruat mein tumhein bohat kamyiabi mile, bohat khushiyan mile. Magar ant mein tumhaari haar hogi. Aur agar sahi raaste pe chaloge, to bhale shuruat mein kadam kadam pe tumhein thokre milen, musibaton ka saamna karna pade, pareshani ho. Magar ant mein, humesha jeet hogi.”
So true.
When faced with a problem, we most often chose the solution that is the easy one; compromising on the one that is the correct one. But then we wonder, would the outcome have been different if I had chosen the correct one? If one has to be in pain anyways, then why not be in pain and be correct as well? Why be in pain and then get even more pained regretting choosing this path as it is painful? Rather chose the correct path knowing that it is painful. At least it will give you the courage to face the pain that you know lies ahead.
Sometimes, it’s good to be correct. It’s good to know that you had the courage to be correct. It’s good to be hurting because of your own action rather than anyone else’s.
I lost today.
But it’s never too late, until you're dead they say.
So today I move from the wrong way to the right way. Today I write this here to remind every time I wonder if it was the right decision choosing this right way – that yes it was; to bring me back into focus every time I waver.
Today, I turn Right.
Today, I move onto the correct path. Today I begin my journey towards the day I will definitely win.

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Khamoshi

Ek khamoshi hazaar batein keh jati hai
Kisi ko gham, kisi ko khushi de jati hai
Yu toh kehne ke liye kitna kuch hai zindagi mein
Par ye khamoshi hi sab kuch keh jaati hai

Kahan rehti hai ye khamoshi
Kisi ki nigaahon mein
Kisi ke dil mein
Kisi ke aasuon mein
Ek bhari mehfil mein

Bina bole sab raaz khol jaati hai
Ek khamoshi hazaar batein keh jati hai

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If or When

If tomorrow never comes..
I lie awake and I wonder..
What will it be like;
If tomorrow never comes..

But then I realize.. its not "If", its "When".

When tomorrow comes..
I lie awake and I wonder..
What will it be like;
When tomorrow does come..

I know its been a long time, nevertheless..
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Que sera, sera

The year's drawing to a close again.

Inevitably, I look back at the year gone by.
Regrets.
Questions.
What-if's and maybe's.
Joy.
Success.
Trips to bars that were crazy.

And then, unavoidably, I read the numerous forecasts for the year ahead.
Marriage?
Money?
Property and cars?
Sickness?
Even crazier trips to even wackier bars?

I breath deeply, and put aside the nth article I was reading titled "Your Stars in 2011" or some such thing for I realize that there is no point.
Of looking back.
Or ahead.

"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be."

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One more down

Be grateful for what you have, not disgruntled for what you don't have. Life always evens out. You have something someone else would give their life to get. Look at that, for that's what matters.
Another year, another lesson.

Happy birthday, girl. 27 ain't that bad.

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The Last Look

Willy & Pep
3rd Oct 2000 - 22 Nov 2010.
There is so much to say about you two. How you come - tiny 50 paise coin sized super scared little babies. How we all collectively raised you, walked with you, fed you, didn't sleep when you didn't, held you, crawled with you, saw you grow to quarter plate size, toko you to the vet, got bitten by you, got scratched by you, played nosey with you... the list is endless.
Today it all boils down to one word: Goodbye. I dont know if I will ever see you again. So.
Goodbye.
God bless you, and may you live a 1000 years.
I'll remember u, I'll pray for u and I'll miss u.
Always.

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A Beautiful Poem - By Paash - Sent to me by a friend

Mehnat ki loot sabse khatarnak nahi hoti,
Police ki maar sabse khatarnak nahi hoti,
Gaddari, lobh ki mutthi sabse khatarnak nahi hoti.
Baithe bithaye pakde jana bura to hai,
Sahmi si chhup me jakde jana bura to hai,
Par sabse khatarnak nahi hoti.
Sabse khatarnak hota hai murda shanti se bhar jana,
Na hona tadap ka, sab kuch sahan kar jana,
Ghar se nikalna kaam par, aur kaam se loutkar ghar aana,
Sabse khatarnak hota hai,
Hamare sapno ka mar jana.

-- Paash

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Bitter-Sweet

Kahin to dil mein yaadon ki ek suli gad jaati hai...
Kahin har ek tasveer bohat hi dhundali pad jaati hai..
Koi nayi dunia ke naye rangon mein khush rehta hai..
Koi sab kuch pake bhi ye man hi man kehta hai..

Somewhere hearts meet.
Somewhere hearts break.
All in this world.
Simultaneously.
So much joy, so much pain.
Someone's loss, Someone's gain.
I'm happy.
I'm sad.
I'm amazed at this bitch called life, one moment so bitter and the next so sweet.

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Laughing laughing the roads we'll cut

Hanste hanste, kat jaye raste,
Zindagi yuhii chalti rahe..
Khushi mile ya gum,
Badlenge na hum,
Duniya chahe badalti rahe..

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Dil tarasta hai ab, zindagi ke liye

Ek khalish dil ki, kya se kya kar gayi,
khushiyon ki aankh mein baarishen bhar gayi,
log apno se bhi bekhabar ho gaye, khushboen chool ke shok mein kho gaye,
khushboen chool ke shok mein kho gaye…

Pak jugna zara roshni ke liye,
Dil tarasta hai ab zindagi ke liye…

Surk phoolon ke jo narm saye mile, apno ki shakl mein jo paraye mile…
Surk phoolon ke jo narm saye mile, apno ki shakl mein jo paraye mile…
inke peeche zara sochke bhagiye, kachche rangon ki hai titliya dekhiye,
kachche rangon ki hai titliya dekhiye…

Ek pal hi mila tha khushi ke liye
Dil tarasta hai ab zindagi ke liye…

Ek khwaish mein thee sekdon aandhiyan, pal mein bhikre sabhi rishton ke ashiyan.
Ek khwaish mein thee sekdon aandhiyan, pal mein bhikre sabhi rishton ke ashiyan.
pyase lab ka yahi sabko haasil mila, justjoo dariya thee khusk sahil mila…
justjoo dariya thee khusk sahil mila.

Khoke neende kisi ajnabee ke liye,
Dil tarasta hai ab zindagi ke liye…

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Apt

As the weather, so the mood.
Dark, gloomy, cold and wet.

Am in Blore and hating it again, but this time for a different reason.

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What a start!

Dagdu seth ganpati at 7 AM. What a start to the day!
Ganpatti Bappa Morya!!

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Barbaric

Someone at the table next to mine is eating fish, and rice. And I can see the exact shape of the fish - tail fins and all.
Eeewww.

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When

When you have to pretend, when you have to keep up a facade, when you have to force yourself to talk to someone, when that someone used to be a good friend.
When you don't know what's up, when you don't know what will happen, when u can do nothing but sit and wait.
Then, it is Bloody. Fucking. Irritating.

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Boy

For the first time in my life I wish I was a boy. I could then get into one of these sleazy looking cabs and be on my way to Bombay, instead of waiting endlessly for a bus.
Uff.

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Beautiful

Here.
Posted on Tuesday, August 24, 2010.
By Bikram Snehi, soon-going-to-be-an-amazing-poet.

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