Colors of Life

While checking the updates of my Facebook account and going through the views of my friends over my status updates... I found some lines written by one of my friends that made me remind one of my poems, I had written a long time ago... about in July 2010.
Yeah... here it is in my diary... 


From the pages of Safar - The Journey
Date - 2010/7/22


Colors of Life


I had never thought that things will ever change like this. Those people, who used to be my best buddies will ever behave like strangers... that everything will end up like nothing was ever there...
Yeah... I have seen.....  I have seen people changing with time, the relations turning to disasters with the flow of time... but I had never thought that it will ever happen to me...

I have just only one question ....  WHY???
Why people lie... why people become selfish... why they cheat just for baking their own cakes... WHY ??
Why people first make others to believe in a relation...  to have some expectations and then just play with all the emotions and feelings one have... and finally when all done break everything like pieces of broken glass... which even hurts when one collects those pieces...
Why all this....

All I am getting in my mind... all I can say.. If I have to say something in brief ... then here it is...

ज़िन्दगी की राह में हमराह बदल जाते है ...
रास्ते वही बस मुकाम बदल  जाते है...
दौर बदलता है तारिखिओं में ...
बदलते दौर में ख्यालात बदल जाते है....

Yeah...  It happens... at least now I can say so.... 

Live The Realty-Have Courage

"  It's better to be honest with your suspicions than to blind yourself with a false sense of certainty. Open yourself up and admit you really don't know !!
There is no harm in admitting doubt; it is the first step in reaching the truth."
- Alok Upadhayay

The Loneliness

 9:25 PM, Monday, 19th Sept.2011,

"Tuglakabaad Station, doors will open on the left please mind the gap." 

The mechanical voice of Delhi Metro for the arrival of Tuglakabaad Metro Station had got my attention now. Metro stopped and he walked out of the automatically opened doors. 

He was gone but was still somewhere there in my mind. 

I was noticing him since I had boarded Violet Line Delhi Metro from Central Secretariat, on my way to home. 
I was late today, there were very few passengers in that coach. 
He was just in front of me. At the very first sight, I had got a feeling that I know him. I was unable to remember where and when but I was sure that it was a long time. I thought to ask him but I didn't. 

Suddenly I remembered, I had met him before on the same route, a couple of months ago. Now I was more curious about him. The reason was the change. 

Yeah.. last time when I had seen him he was one of the happiest people I had ever seen in my life. I had a small conversation with him. I found him interesting. He was so cheerful as if he had got everything he had ever wanted.....but today...  I found him lost somewhere... no expressions at all. It was a little bit surprising to me...

I was just thinking how...why?

He just took out a paper and a diary out of his bag and started writing something.

He kept on writing until we were at our destination. We stood to move, he had left that piece of paper on the seat. 

I just looked at it and read it....

"What will you do, if you have everything and have got nothing?

What will you do if you have got everyone close to you and the one you want to be with is not with you?

What, if ................   and it was blank.....

If something was there it was a big question mark (?) he had drawn on that page... with a quote....

"For me it's loneliness.....it's the real loneliness...."

The Metro stopped, and I moved ahead....he moved ahead with me...I alone stepped out of the door. All fellow passengers had gone. Standing on the platform, I was thinking about that face I had seen in the translucent glass of Metro... Yeah.. I had lost it somewhere...

And what  I had in my mind was the above lines.

Vaada - Promises if You Remember

Somewhere I had read...

"If you are cold at night, let the promise of my love cover you like a warm blanket..."

What, if you got a feeling that the warm blanket you were supposed to have, was nothing but just a nightmare... 

Promises....for me they are like never ending incomplete dreams... If I say personally, I consider dreams better than promises....At least dreams never put you in a situation of hope, never hurt if it just remained a dream forever... at least dreams never let you have some expectations....expectations, that always hurt....

Promises... once spoken, are even better, if they are not fulfilled...but those unsaid promises, those are the most cruel part of life, if not fulfilled...because we have those silent words somewhere deep down in our heart.... and believe me it hurts a lot...

- Alok Upadhayay

Never Say Good Bye ...

Dear friends,

In our life, sometimes the moments come, when we need to get apart form someone we love, care for and think about the most...

Much more than any thing else in our life..

The one.. who comes to your life and slowly becomes so important that, you find each and every moment with him/her as the most beautiful moments blessed by the God for you..

The one.. without him/her you fill each and every part of your life incomplete, and when the moment comes that you need to say .. OK My dear.. we will be together soon...  and you need to have a smile on your face even after the pain of getting apart.. it becomes the most painful...but most adorable as well as one of the most beautiful moments of your life...

Because.. in those few moments.. you just need to see in his/her eyes...and you will find the love you had never experiences before..

You just need to hug.. and you will feel that its the most beautiful thing in your life you could do..

In those moments.. we get a lot of thoughts..

We want to say so many things.. but something happens.. that just stops us to say... but its our expressions.. our touch.. which say all those unsaid words..

Here... I have just tried to write the feeling of those moments...please go through it.. and share your views...

The Pain That I Feel Within...

दर्द(The Pain of losing you)

What happens when you are just on the verge of holding your goal in your own hands and suddenly all the ways seems to be vanishing...

When you feel that the pain of your past is ruining up the happiness of your present..

When you feel that you have hurt someone you love the most..

This poem is just an attempt to express those painful moments... when the above happening happen...