EMI Zindagi...!!!

It was my dream..to get married to a software professional. Know why?


Well, young  and sleek looking guys carrying lappy's and moving around with a ciggy and burger in hand...(yeah! I know the whole American culture), this picture used to fascinate me.

You can say this was the effect with me probably because I came from a small city. Anyways, so my thinking was that they would get fat paychecks..leading to a lifestyle of luxury!

Wow! Now I must tell you I wasn't wrong in thinking so. Fat paychecks, lappy's strung acrooss the shoulder and living life in the fast lane, is all indded a part of the whizkids daily life.

I got everything that I had wished for as far as the wishlist mentioned above is concerned. But, there is something that I missed...there is a pro and con to everything.

After my marriage to this whizkid, I learned the value of time, place and prority.

Time is a "BIG"... yes a big constraint. Like this popular line from some masala bollywood song says..."pyaar chahiye ke paisa chaihiye"(you know..love or money!)..yeeee... need both dahling!

And you know what... when I had this dream..I had never visited a metropolis earlier... so, the cost of living factor... never clicked my mind!

Geee.. today, being in the capital city of the country, married to a software pro, who is ambitious and considers time as money, a complete workaholic(had only read this term in a dictionay earlier) I am leading an EMI Zindagi!

Thirst of the Human Soul!

Why is it so hard to satisfy a human soul...?

Me and you...we all have goals which we want to achieve. but is there an end to it? I wonder...!

As for me..I do not think there is an end or there can ever be an end to my desires. I acheive a goal and there buds up another dream, aspiration from my heart.

My heart says...I wish...ahhh!

And my soul finds another reason to remain entangled in the worldly desires.

I talk to the infinite power we call GOD... and my heart screams loud...Break me Free!

And... I hear him say...

यह दर्द तुम्हारा नहीं सिर्फ, यह सबका है

सबने पाया है प्यार, सबने ने खोया है

सबका जीवन है भार, और सब जीते हैं
बेचैन न हो-
यह दर्द अभी कुछ गहरे और उतरता है,

फिर एक ज्योति मिल जाती है,

जिसके मंजुल प्रकाश में सबके अर्थ नए खुलने लगते,
यह सभी तार बन जाते हैं

कोई अनजान अंगुलियाँ इन पर तैर-तैर,

सबसे संगीत जगा देतीं अपने-अपने

गूँथ जाते हैं ये सभी एक मीठी लय में

यह काम-काज, संघर्ष, विरस कर्वी बातें
यह फूल, मोमबत्तियां और टूटे सपने
यह दर्द विराट ज़िन्दगी में होगा परिणीत
है तुम्हे निराशा फिर तुम पाओगे ताकत

उन उँगलियों के आगे कर दो माथा नत

जिसके छु लेने भर से फूल सितारे बन जाते हैं ये मन के चाले,
ओ मेजों की कोरों पर माथा रख कर रोने वाले-

हर एक दर्द को नए अर्थ तक जाने दो!

........and ..I Believe!