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Chupke se kahin, dheeme paanv se
jaane kis tarah, kis ghadi
aage badh gaye hamse raahon mein
par tum toh abhi the yahin
kuchh bhi na suna, kab ka tha gila
kaise keh diya alvida

Jinke darmiyaan guzri thi abhi
kal tak yeh meri zindagi
dono baahon ko, thandi chaanv ko
hum bhi kar chale alvida
alvida, alvida, meri raahein alvida
meri saansein kehti hai, alvida
alvida, alvida, ab kehna aur kya
jab tune keh diya, alvida

Hum the diljale, phir bhi dil kahe
kaash mere sang aaj hote tum agar, hoti har dagar gulsita
tumse hai khafa, hum naaraaz hai, dil hai pareshaan
socha na suna tune kyun bhala keh diya alvida alvida
koi puchhe toh zara, kya socha aur kaha alvida
alvida, alvida, ab kehna aur kya
jab tune keh diya, alvida


Life after the glorious chariot days

I would wait for them to come and play in the park. It had become a part of my life to watch them have fun, fight, and patch up again. Sometimes I was the umpire for all the games that they played and I would gain some prominence by being the eldest amongst them. I enjoyed when they sought my advice. Two years is a long time to get heavily used to something, and now, with the new construction work in the locality, the park has actually been neglected, and primarily used as a dumping ground. It is sad that I do not see the young ones in that area and the bench where I used to sit, has also been uprooted. Sometimes I wonder what right do people have to interfere in our life and change it completely like never before. Isn’t it my life? Aren’t there sentiments attached to what I do everyday or how I spend my time.

The other day I received a letter in my name. It was from my old school. There was an alumni meet and I thought it was a great idea to socialize with old friends and pep up my dull life. I wore my best clothes and my cap and hailed a cab to my alma mater. There was a huge crowd at the gate and with much physical effort, I managed to reach inside. I looked around for old friends, acquaintances, and known faces, trying hard to recognize people amidst the crowd, but I had no success. Suddenly a gang of boys pushed me aside and went past me, and I was brushing myself up to gain a firmer foot on the ground. Today’s generation is always in a hurry, so much so as to push whatever comes in their way. Maybe I was a fool to have built up such high hopes from my visit to my school. It no more seemed mine that day.

It was a sunny day and while I was watering my plants, I heard a shrill horn at my door. It was my son, calling out to me from inside his car. He stayed with me until he got married and shifted to a new bungalow. I told him that I certainly do not mind it because the new place was closer to his office and my nephew’s school. Besides I had two servants to look after my needs. It did make a lot of sense to me when he said he wanted to shift elsewhere. Besides, when my grandson came rushing and gave me a big hug, I felt really wanted and got a new meaning to my life.

A friend of mine called me the other day. He wanted me to pay him a visit. He stays in an old home because his daughter-in-law made it very clear before her marriage that she believed in nuclear families, and her invalid mother should obviously get a preference over the son’s father to stay with them. Looking at my friend, I realized that perhaps I am doing much better in life. I do not have to depend upon anybody and my insurance schemes and pension would help me sustain myself on my own for as long as I breathe.

Loneliness at my age is very strange. Had I been young, I would have thought of many a ways to avert it. But when Meera, my wife, was keeping unwell last year, I knew that solitude was approaching my life gradually but steadily. There was nothing that I could do about it. Soon, the feeling of having nobody as a constant companion was felt after I began to live my life all alone.

The morning alarm rang. It was 5 30. I wanted to sleep more but I couldn’t. So, I woke up and made myself some tea. The milkman came and delivered a litre of milk.

The day had just begun.


Four For Fun

Future Bowl, Essex Farm
Pad-Thai noodles, courtesy Da
Metro rides, Delhi
Glass decos and suncatchers



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Precious little moments


Strong winds, flying leaves, dancing in the park, chowmein at a cafe, hot chocolate and late night chatting

I am so relieved today. Finally my Toshiba notebook has been repaired and now I can again work in various sitting and sleeping positions, just like before.
This is such a relief, I tell you!!! This also means that I can update my blog more regularly, now that life is more comfortable.

I am planning to take a 4-days break and run somewhere. Perhaps to the hills. Its getting a bit dull in Delhi. The rains are so lazy, and the dust storm today was not so great. So i think its best to vanish from here, and then come back, rejuvenated.

More later. I am pretty excited right now. Gotta dream...

I call it a day

~ Leisure walks ~ sweet talks ~ cucumber on eye-lids ~ wet grass ~ frisbee ~ dinner at a dhaba ~ cornetto by the lake.

Movie Plan :))

Will watch Seven pounds today at Arboretum Cinema 12! Was quite impressed with Gabriel Muccini ever since The Pursuit of Happyness happened.
Big hopes attached to this one now.


It is my strength which keeps me going. I do know about the various things in life that I miss not having, but my strength tells me that I can do without those, and happily too. Every time the world seems to come to an end, my strength stirs the unhappy soul inside and I become resurrected with even more vigour than ever before. When there is no more hope, my strength tells me that I can survive this too.

I love my strength and it is the greatest gift I have, for with it alone, I can cherish my life.

Friends, I wonder what your greatest possession is.



Hey all,
Anybody has any idea about how Detroit, MI is for staying? In case you have been there and had a feel of the city, please share with me.

My new nest

I am kinda tired and bored of livejournal. I dont even feel like blogging anymore. So, i have shifted elsewhere. My new nest looks fun, to begin with. But I havent yet settled there. Let see how it shapes up. Till then, Ta.