Music - an epiphany one night

Music once had a human form. Alluring, appealing, charming, elegant, exquisite, glorious, sublime, delicate, lovely, pretty, flawless, perfect. We humans waged war amongst ourselves to gain control over her. She left for our sins. Now we strive to recreate that beauty. The music we create is but a part of the beauty it once was. Ohhh music you once had a human form..!!!

Wallets

Its always wallets, they always think alike i never could understand why. They always gifted wallets - the most intimate ones, the ones closer to heart than the aorta. The ones who we thought will never leave, but looking back now who seem to be so far into the past that their existence seems like a hazy afternoon dream, from which you wake up gasping for breath, thirsty and drenched in sweat.

The wallets they predicted things. Their physical condition correctly represented the tides and tribunals of the harmonies we were creating together. And just before it was set to snap, the thing we thought was never going to end, the wallet would always give way. They predicted things.

Its nothing to do with the contents it  carried, it was as if these wallets were the physical representation of all the poems we wrote, the poems which went on to become life song, the songs which changed pitch too often, the longings, the questions, the drift apart, the looming dark clouds, the shadows and the ultimate darkness. They never could survive till the ultimate darkness arrived, they would always give way, the wallets.

But this last one did outlast the entire song and dance episode, as if it wanted to tell us something. The leather shined brightly, showing the poems were still been written, the condition perfect representing a resonating frequency , a frequency which can create great harmonies. But the truth was something different. The wallet after all was an inanimate object , but it did live and breath.
So was the harmony between these two persons still living and breathing, maybe a muffled breath, never to be heard; buried deep within layers of ego and societal pressures on top to give it a justified healthy look.

We never had a proper closing, the loose ends still dangle around how hard we try to hide them.

Sabse Adhik Tumhi Ro-oge - Ram Avatar Tyagi

Every time I read this poem my heart bleeds, it can't be explained more beautifully than in the words of Shri Rajiv Krishna Saxena

"All of us have gone through those very private moments when we meet some one with whom we have a very special binding and who may care the most for us in this world. While others may be vocal and demonstrative but that special relationship is beyond words and can only be expressed in silence. This is a remarkable poem by Ram Avtar Tyagi Ji. So intensely private that one almost feels embarrassed in sharing it with the poet. What a gem!"

सबसे अधिक तुम्हीं रोओगे / रामावतार त्यागी

आने पर मेरे बिजली-सी कौंधी सिर्फ तुम्हारे दृग में
लगता है जाने पर मेरे सबसे अधिक तुम्हीं रोओगे !

मैं आया तो चारण-जैसा
गाने लगा तुम्हारा आंगन;
हंसता द्वार, चहकती ड्योढ़ी
तुम चुपचाप खड़े किस कारण ?
मुझको द्वारे तक पहुंचाने सब तो आये, तुम्हीं न आए,
लगता है एकाकी पथ पर मेरे साथ तुम्हीं होओगे!

मौन तुम्हारा प्रश्न चिन्ह है,
पूछ रहे शायद कैसा हूं
कुछ कुछ चातक से मिलता हूँ
कुछ कुछ बादल के जैसा हूं;
मेरा गीत सुन सब जागे, तुमको जैसे नींद आ गई,
लगता मौन प्रतीक्षा में तुम सारी रात नहीं सोओगे!

तुमने मुझे अदेखा कर के
संबंधों की बात खोल दी;
सुख के सूरज की आंखों में
काली काली रात घोल दी;
कल को गर मेरे आंसू की मंदिर में पड़ गई ज़रूरत
लगता है आंचल को अपने सबसे अधिक तुम ही धोओगे!

परिचय से पहले ही, बोलो,
उलझे किस ताने बाने में ?
तुम शायद पथ देख रहे थे,
मुझको देर हुई आने में;
जगभर ने आशीष पठाए, तुमने कोई शब्द न भेजा,
लगता है तुम मन की बगिया में गीतों का बिरवा बोओगे!

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1. www.geeta-kavita.com/hindi_sahitya.asp?id=146
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What's in the name?

What’s in the name?

Shakespeare would have never thought his words might still get palagrised even after 400 years.  But many would agree too ki bhai wats in the name, mera naam oglipogli ki jagah dazzlingmirage hota to kya main wahi same lazy personality na hota?

To Janab baat aisi hai, last night around 2AM when only insomniacs, alcoholics & love lorn people are online, me being neither of the above was just planning to go to the dream world, a friends request arrived on my FB page. The howl of the coyotes in the background and the cloudy night sky made the event more dramatic.

A friend request at 2 am in the morning, the matter required a moment of close scrutiny couldn’t be postponed, so keeping the realms of the dreamland at arm’s length I started to investigate the matter.

The notifications column said “Ayesha Khan wants to be friends with you” Ayesha Khan..!!! 

Never knew anyone from the khan clan, a clear thought occurred.

A rapid click on the DP provided the answers. Array ye to Deepa hai …Deepa chouhan, an old schoolmate.

“How can she change her name for someone?”  He thought

While accepting the request the mind was still not ready to accept, what can compel someone to change their entire identity?

Don’t girls usually change their names after marriage? Do they really wish to do so? Or it’s just done to be part of the whole so-called society. Ya..!! the thought cleared many doubts, the changes I was speaking of were done under pressure to portray oneself as part of an institution, whereas the change that had shocked me this night was done out of Love for someone. Maybe.

Deepa u free spirit, you had the courage to defy the world. I say these words aloud reveredly coz recently I had made decisions fearing the so-called societal norms which altered people’s lives.

Also why do I, time and again, find such exemplary examples of using the freedom of choice regardless of the societal norms by girls only?

Reminds me of the great Eddie Vedder song

Society, you're a crazy breed
I hope you're not lonely without me
Society, crazy indeed
Hope you're not lonely without me

PS:  None of the names have been changed, not creative enough to think up pseudo names, also Coyotes are only found in the American continents, added for dramatic effect. As Indian wolves are an endangered species couldn’t use them PETA u know has peculiar ways to protest