SAHI.. GALAT.. AUR YE ZINDAGI.

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kabhi kabhi mujhe ye samajh nahi aata..

ki sahi aur galat ki paribhasha itni bikhri si kyun hain.

jo paschim me sahi hai.. wo purab me galat...

aur jo purab ke uttar me sahi hai.. wo wahan dakshin me galat..

agar hum iss sabhyta se hain to ye galat hai..

aur uss samaaj se hain to wo galat hai..

jo iss samay sahi hai.. wo beete waqt me galat..

aur jo beete waqt me sahi tha.. unpe to aascharya hota hai.

aadhi se jyada zindagi..

sahi aur galat ki uljhi hui gaanth ko suljhane me hi nikal jaati hai.

agar koi dili iccha bhi ho.. to pehle ye sochna padta hai..

kahin ye kuch galat to nahi.

humare saaare rishton ki buniyad sirf..

sahi aur galat pe tiki hoti hai.

chahe jitna bhi sahi kar lo.. par koi galti nahi honi chahiye.

aur ye kaun bhed kare ki kya galat hai kya sahi..

mujhe isska koi ilm nai.

hum apna sara dhyan.. zindagi bhar..

galtiyon ko dhundhne me laga dete hai..

khas taur pe dusron ki.

har kisi ko aaj apne se jyada dusron ki padi hoti hai..

ye nahi ki wo humari fikr karte hain...

bas shayad isliye..

ki auron, gairon aur..

khastaur se apnon ki zindagi ke chutkule lene me..

hum aur humare samaaj ki khaasi dilchaspi hoti hai.

agar mauka mile to shayad humara samaaj..

zindagi chalane ke liye bhi ek driving license jaari karna shuru kar de..

ki haan bhai ab tum apni zindagi me faisla lene ke kabil ho.

par usme bhi kitni aazadi hogi? shayad kuch bhi nahi.

zindagi ke har mod aur failse pe fir bhi..

humare bade.. rishtedar aur samaajik thulle khade honge..

nahi.. iss baat ki ijazat humara parivar nahi deta..

uss baat ki ijazat humara samaaj nahi deta.

aakhir kis baat ki ijazat hoti hai humen?

shayad sirf "unki iccha ke bina kuch naa karne ki".

parivar.. rishtedar aur samaaj..

sabko sath lekar chalein.. to chalna mushkil.

akele chalein.. to jeena mushkil.

agar hum zidd karke kuch khaas logon ko mana bhi len..

to sabse chhupana padta hai..

"baat ghar ke ander rahni chahiye"

ghum firke har kahani wahin..

sahi aur galat pe aa jaati hai.

chupane se kya haqeekat badal jaati hai?

aaj kise nahi pata.. ki lifafe me lipti botle..

sharab ki hai? nahi.. firbhi chhupana hai.

kya lifafa udha dene se..

uss insaan ke baare me humara nazariya badal jata hai?

nahi.. badalta hai to sirf humara nazariya zahir karne ka tareeka..

saamne ki jagah.. ab hum fusfate hain..

"ssshhh... kaisa aaadmi hai.. roz sharab peeta hai".

are peeta hai to peeta hai.. unki zindagi hai..

use karne do sahi aur galat ka faisla.

par nahi.. galat.. galat.. galat.

agar koi mujhse puche..

ki sahi aur galat ki meri paribhasha kya hai.

to main kahunga...

agar meri zindagi hai.. mera faisla hai..

to sahi hai.

aur meri zindagi faisla tumhara hai..

to galat hai.

naaa jaaane itni chhoti si baat ko samajhne me..

humare parivar, rishtedar aur samaaj ko..

kitna aur waqt lagega.

IT'S BEEN A WHILE..

It's been a while. Yes, I know. Normally, I do not write about what has been going on in my life. But, I guess my blog needs a explanation for the "it's been a while". To keep it short, a job switch comes with a heavy price of leaving the comfortable shadow of a homely city to the hustle and bustle of new one, the pain of parting with awesome friends and great colleagues.. but definitely you carry some awesome memories.

Settling down ain't easy either. The basic human needs like internet are not readily available most of the times. In a closed European (read German) society, meeting and making new friends ain't easy either. Then you have to find a new place to throw your paraphernalia's, which depending on your language skills could take tiresome 3-4 months or even more. 

However, you still try to find sometime for yourself (to do justice to the new city) and try to explore the city a little. In this adventure you meet some awesome people (some friends some acquaintances), visit incredible place (some vintage museum to some leisure walks) and sometime do crazy stuff (...errrr let's not go into that).

I moved to Düssledorf sometime in July last year, an incredibly expensive city for no reason whatsoever. Nevermind. I got to visit something like a museum, well more of a garage, that goes by the name of 'classic remise'. What a mesmerizing place for all vintage car lovers. From Mercedes, BMW, Jaguar, Audi, Alfa-Romeo... there is no end. From the names that ceased to exist with time and the names that are still creating history in their own sense. All at one place. I will stop saying anything more and let you have your peace with the preview... but you got to visit the place. Atleast, when you are in the city.

..for the merc lovers.

..the silver horse.

..that one roared. did you hear?

..as long as it could get.!

..have u watched that's 70s show?

..the glittering porsche!

grace.. space.. pace.. the Jag-Mark-V

..the style icon!

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♫ ♫ I came across an amazing folk-fusion band for Pune, India that goes by the name Empty cafe. Stumbled upon this masterpiece ~ wounded, empty cafe.

MANN HAI...

us parchai se pare,

aaj jeene ka bada mann hai.

kaale thande aasman ke tale,

aaj kho jaane ka bada mann hai.

aasha aur nirasha se pare,

aaj jeene ka bada mann hai.

jugnuon ko fir se dekh chamakte,

aaj hasne ka bada mann hai.

khwabon ko rakh pare,

aaj jeene ka bada mann hai.

gunguna kar un yaadon ko,

aaj rone ka bada mann hai.

rakh panno aur shyahi ko pare,

aaj jeene ka bada mann hai.

do labz us ghazal ke,

aaj dohrane ka bada mann hai.

us parchai se pare,

aaj jeene ka bada mann hai.

kaale thande aasman ke tale,

aaj peene ka bada mann hai.

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English bolni nahi aati?? Ch Ch Ch.....

The blog is the result of a video making rounds of FB walls these days. "Ye haal hai humare MPAs ka. Kya ye mulk chala sakte hain??" says the title of the video. A young 20 something chap is trying to ask a simple question to the politicians, "what is prosperity?". But, he has one constraint. They have to answer in English. I dont think the replies are important because the title of the video says it all. "Laughs".. That's our leaders.. "Our leaders".

It reminded me of another instance which was a very regular affair in the 90's. It was when Sachin Tendulkar was still a rising star and had to speak on receiving the MOM award, he was proudly making us indians ashamed by his lame english. Thats exactly what my Gen X/Y felt atleast. And same we said about Bhajji or any one who was actually making us more ashamed on the world podium by their stupid english than making us proud by their star acts.

"S&%le to English bhi bolni nahi aati", was a common expression we all used. I have a question. Were we justified in doing so? Were they really making us ashamed by their paralysed english or making us proud by making it to the national team and then playing like a star at the age of "just" 16?

If we talk about our very own Politicians, well I don't generally support them but talking about Lalu I can definitely say one thing, what he did to the Indian railways, an English speaking Nitish Kumar or Mamta Banerjee cannot ever do that. He reformed the IR from a loss making organization, intimidated to be landed into the private hands to the most profitable Indian organization during his reign. And our English speaking lady from Bengal hasn't paid Taxes to the government saying IR doesn't have enough funds and the profit ain't much. Lalu even though not knowing English has been one of the few politicians to make to the IIMs which even our oxford educated PM haven't had the privilege of.

We are ashamed if we don't know English while we are proud of not knowing our own Hindi, the national language. If I ask all those literate people of my country or better said my "Gen" who were ashamed because Sachin didn't knew English, I can bet, not even 10% would know how to write their own name in hindi let alone the numbers or kaa, khaa, gaa, ghaa. I wonder who should be ashamed. Sachin or Us?

We want to make the firangs know that we know their language and we are equal to them. And the fact stands that they have just been successful enough to make us feel that learning their language is a necessity for us. I wonder how wonderful it would have been if they would have found it more important to know our language. Isn't it? But why would someone find it important when we ourselves are ashamed of our own language.

Its high time that we feel proud of ourselves.. Of what we are.. Of what we have.. Of what is ours.. and of what we do... We may be driving a Ferrari, but still we are no one if we loose our own identity. Language is one of our such identities which makes us, Us. It took 5000 years for Hindi to evolve, and its not worth giving up something for 200 years of slavery. The sooner we understand, the better it is for us.

P.S. Well, actually the blog is a result of no work in office. :P :P