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The past week has been eventful. With bad mood, controversies at the  job front and some learnings from relationships. Actually, I won’t call it a bad mood. It was kind of numbness, blankness and emptiness - a feeling I’ve had after a long long time. May be a year. May be because I’d been skipping my medicine - Fluanxol.

Two, my daughter has taught me something this week. Daughters are really difficult. आगे पढ़ें »

Did you like it? Was it worth the money? Would you want to come back after ten years? OK! But what’s a Chingu? Though being a Himachali, and having spent a considerable number of years of my childhood in Himachal, I became familiar with Chingu, only during my recent trip to my village. आगे पढ़ें »

Dear Mummyji,

I don’t remember, when I last wrote a letter with my pen and am not sure if I can write too as my handwriting is going from bad to worse, and I’m sure you won’t understand even a single syllable if I put down words in blue ink.

Any way, what’s more important is the emotion.

As for me, I’m much relaxed after unburdening myself of HimVani, though at the same time there is a strange feeling of abandoning my child. आगे पढ़ें »

Dear Betu,

I know you hate reading long mails, but I feel that I should document this emotion so that at least for me, that this Rakhi Day gets documented into my history at least. It was one of the happiest days of my life. But something went missing. My hug and a kiss on your forehead. But then, they say “Yahaan kisi ko mukammal jahaan nahin milta….”

Just two days before Rakhi, i.e. on Thursday (August 14), I stayed back at Didi’s place. Didi’s one of the cousins had come over and was going to village, so he got Rakhi tied that evening before leaving. After that Sanchu got the Pooja ki thaali, which had no dhoop or agarbatti in it. आगे पढ़ें »

It’s the third day that I haven’t spoken to my daughter. She’s stubborn. But then I’m her father too, and ought to be stubborn too.

I’m also feeling bad for my lost treat. That was my treat. Any way, more than the treat, I feel bad for the food that was wasted. May be that’s why they rightly say, “Daane daane pe likha hai khaane waale ka naam.” I’m sure, some dogs had their name written on those food grains.

Otherwise, what an irony. I read Nityin’s post the other day. He had pictures like a documentary. He leaving for Shimla from Kotgarh - and pictures of his daughter, which had captions like आगे पढ़ें »

Let life keep playing such pleasant jokes with me. I don’t mind them. They really bring comic relief in Tragedies. Since I died for worse or better about two months ago, people around me aren’t too happy with my new found freedom. My Maasi has an ad-wise for me - Look ahead Beta. What she really means is find someone as a knife for yourself. So I throw the ball back into her court - Aap hee dekh lijiye Maasi. She turns and says - In cheezon mein time to lagta hai. Now they are in a hurry too but conscious as well आगे पढ़ें »

Shyalli ro goo laago bheda, se de kanda de po hogde. That’s an idiom in our Pahari language, that literally means that a Vaid (a doctor) found out that a Fox’s excreta can be used for a medicine. When the fox came to know about it, she swelled with pride and in her ego, went higher up in the mountains to ease herself.

9XM - Bheegi Billi, Main hoon Bheegi Billi. Well it’s not a promotion for 9XM or Bheegi Billi. Just what Apna made me feel… A Bheegi Billi. I’ll call her Apna. The association started with Apna, a few days ago, when a proposal came to us from Forge Foundry, to document Lok-yores on our site HisOrHerVoice. It was by chance that I saw a picture of Yachna on Chirkut and told her that she’d changed a lot. आगे पढ़ें »

Hi Apna,
Hope I’m not just trying to be an unwanted advisor. But couldn’t resist myself. As there is something in folklores that attracts me to them. I don’t know if you are interested in spirituality or not, but as you are more interested in interpretation of folklores rather than just documentation, I feel it would be great if you have a bit of understanding of Indian spirituality as well. आगे पढ़ें »

एक घिन्न सी आ रही है अपने आप से। क्यों मैं जीजू के प्रलोभन में आ गया व मदिरा का सेवन किया। उनका कहना था कि मेरे शरीर में एलकोहोल लैवल गिर गया है, इसलिए मुझे यह दर्द वगैरा हो रहा है, अतः मुझे थोड़ी बीयर का सेवन कर लेना चाहिए। यह प्रलोभन शायद काफी मँहगा पड़ा। घर आने पर, शेखर को तंग किया, व उसको और बीयर लाने को कहा। उससे पहले मैं हेमा व विकास को तंग कर ही रहा था। आगे पढ़ें »

क्यों ये जीवन इतना उदासीन लगता है? सब नीरस। आज कार्यालय नहीं गया। न जाने जीवन आज क्या दिखाना चाहता है? पिछले वर्ष एक दिवस कार्यालय नहीं गया था तो जीवन कुछ क्षणों में उथल पुथल हो गया था। सम्बन्धों के मायने ही बदल गए। आज भी किसी अनहोनी का एहसास लिए बैठा हूँ। इसी आशंका में की कहीं न कहीं कुछ तो अनहोनी हो रही है।

समय अपनी कौन सी चाल चल रहा है? व अपनी शतरंज के खेल में कौन सा मोहरा आगे करने जा रहा है? यह केवल संयोग नहीं हो सकता कि मैंने कल रात अनुमानन १० मास बाद आगे पढ़ें »

यह एकाँकीपन क्यों? सब साथ में तो है मेरे। कितने रिश्ते हैं? रक्त के रिश्तों से भी परे हैं रिश्ते मेरे। फिर भी क्यों ये मन क्यों किसी की तलाश में भटक रहा है।

मैं आजकल एक विदेशी लेखक द्वारा रचित पुस्तक “अघोरा - कुँडलिनी” पढ़ रहा हूँ। अगर पुस्तक पढ़ने मात्र से मैं स्वयं को पा जाता, आगे पढ़ें »

(Not finished as yet, and Notes have to be provided…)

I see only one foot of the mother.
The other a pot tied to
A bronze pot tied to
Hundreds of feet below, below
Is below even the Pabbar.

The king of Sirmaur once
Called his slaves to carry the Mother
To Sirmaur, but failed आगे पढ़ें »

In thousands eyes only tears could I see.
As for the foes, blood was free.
The nature wounded and humanity dead. आगे पढ़ें »

The ocean of knowledge
The inspiration that sparks
The path it shows to life.
That my beloved ideal Narendranath.

“There was a naughty squirrel.
It was a nutty squirrel.
It was a squeaking squirrel.
It was a speaking squirrel.”

“Was it a quarrelling squirrel?”

“Ah! It was a nutty speaking, naughty squeaking, quarrelling squirrel.”

Zoom - zoom hissed the wind
Puff - puff, I walked on snow.
Mein - mein, with a bleating goat.
Caw - caw greeted us a crow. आगे पढ़ें »

Waked up with the nightingales sweet song
Peeping out, I saw spring was in hand.
The various blooming flowers under the sky,
Attracted me by their spectacular colourful band. आगे पढ़ें »

The serpent hissed
To imitate the wind
But could only wriggle.

With a bag full of gifts and toys
Flying high on the sea-saws,
Come here you girls and boys,
I am the Santa Clause. आगे पढ़ें »

Thinking and thinking, O! What has happened?
Can’t even I write a word.
I stand as I fight myself on a field of paper.
In hand with the ever winning sword. आगे पढ़ें »

High up in the skies it flies,
Fluttering and fluttering its wings.
In freedom, it seeks the world
As in joy, it sings. आगे पढ़ें »

A bond between me, you and us.
Together we rejoice where without vanity
In a chorus dancing and singing on eternal music
Towards a path, that is love, leading us towards humanity.

The high steep mountains.
The cool and clear fountains.
They call me.
Where is she?
The peace where I find. आगे पढ़ें »

She is great,
She is old but
Still she is young.
She loves
However, can be terrific too.
She is beautiful. आगे पढ़ें »

No one nigh me and close, me and my parents born.
Could they roll on my tears.
Couldn’t one make me hard to think.
None could through the emotional spears. आगे पढ़ें »

“One by one, one by one,
Two by two, who are you?”

“Gobble – gobble – gobble
I gobbled the knowledge.
I know, I know, I know, आगे पढ़ें »

Child is the father of man
Give him love if something you can.
To bring out the true me
And the world let me see.
O dear me! आगे पढ़ें »

Give back my handsome past
Where joys in plenty do they last
Give back my laughing childhood
Where under the sky playing once I stood.
I want to be a kid that naughty child
Where the world though seems so mild.
Far from the world,
Your future worries, आगे पढ़ें »

Sharing together my haps and mishaps
Leading and inspiring me towards my trend
Consoling and laughing with me, in my life
Crying for me at times hard, who can he be.
Besides my affectionate friend.