फिर ले आया दिल खोल के वो बंद हो गया पन्ना
किसी किताब के बीच में मोड़ के रखा था दुबारा खोल के देखने के लिए
यादों कि चुटकी बिखेर गया नीरस से जीवन में
पतझड़ के पेड़ों के बीच में जैसे फूलों सी महक बिखेरते हुए
उस किताब पे सिर रख के सो गए थे गहरी नींद
ऐसा लगा जैसे सपनो कि दुनिया में भूल ही गए हक़ीक़त को बदलते हुए
वो बंद पड़ी अलमारियाँ यकायक खुलने लगी जैसे अपने आप
जादू के लम्हे की तरह हम कुछ पीछे चले गए अचनचेत से
कल के अँधेरे में डर सा लगता है और आराम भी मिलता है अजीब सा
हिम्मत बता नहीं पा रही है कि और चल पायेगी मेरे संग
उम्मीद के चिराग में बढ़ते जा रहे हैं रास्ते को खोजते
लगता है कभी पुरानी सड़क पे जा के खुलेंगी ये गलियां
उन गलियों में पुराने लोगों के बीच उन्ही लम्हों में
जहाँ रंग खूबसूरत थे और बातें सपनो की होती थी
आसमान में उड़ने की ख्वाहिशें अपने पंख फड़फड़ाती हुई
भूल जाती थी कि उड़ने वाले गिर के ही ज़मीन पे वापिस आते हैं
An old letter from 26/12/2013
A little girl about 5 years old, who was very fond of her grandma was once asked- how would you live when you get married?
To which she innocently replied – But why would I get married again? I’m married to my grandma!
Such is love and such is a child’s reciprocation of love. Their love was an example that people would speak about- love of a grandmother and her granddaughter.
For Ana (the granddaughter), she learnt everything from grandma. She was introduced to the concept of love, God, prayers, tastes of the world, belief by her grandma and even, Rubiks cube.
For grandma, Ana was always right; even if she called a day as night. They forgot the world in each others company and Within each other they found their world.
Love doesn’t know the relation or the age or anything else. Make the most of it while you’re blessed with people who love you.
For the lifeline she was and will always be,
As I grew up to be 26 year old, I’ve realized a few things:
- Smile at random strangers, it doesn’t kill anybody.
- It’s OK. Seriously, everything’s OK. Live with it.
- Breakfast is important.
- Being happier is more important than being rich/ successful/ social/ everything else that you can imagine.
- Don’t rush up. Just relax. There’s no hurry to die; we would reach there when it’s required.
- Madness is fine. Nobody cares.
- Love a lot. Talk to everyone. You would only learn.
- Help people. They might be needing it.
- And, most importantly; Nobody in this world can ever be compared to your parents.
Added 2 more points to it:
- Thank a lot. Every second of this life, howsoever it be, is a blessing.
- Don’t struggle to remember incidents, things. It isn’t worth.
Taken from: https://www.quora.com/What-are-some-things-you-realize-as-you-get-older/answer/Ana-Aggarwal?srid=26Yv&share=17739cca
When I look at these walls that bind me,
The dungeons they seem, the inhibitions I see;
The bird fluttering inside the golden cage,
To this lock of matter who will hand over the key?
I collect the pebbles, the thorns and those sea shells,
The years have passed by from the times when I started drowning in these wells;
Hurt by my own prejudices, smiling onto those urchins,
Love will find its own way, the mother angel tells.
The sky seems unreachable and so is the top of that distant mountain,
Going deep into mines, who assured there won’t be a stain;
Lurching after that happiness, scratching those wounds,
In this run for life, I’ve forgotten me dancing in the rain.
The darkness prevailing, night shadowing, no source of light,
My eyes blurred, when will the dreamland be back in sight;
The drinks pouring in, amazed at who is unconscious,
The weird surroundings, mesmerized, when will the dulls be again Bright??
Taken from an old Blog post http://aggarwal-ana.blogspot.com/2010/10/virtually-conceded.html dated 14.10.2010
Why is life so entangled? How much time it takes to admit you are wrong?
How many roads do you need to travel before deciding onto which is the right path?
How many years to choose your line of action?
How many mistakes are to be committed before being right?
How many years of commitment are needed before accepting you were hopelessly in love with that special someone?
How many betrayals, cheats?
How many errs?
And how much love you want in your life to come out of that feeling of being cheated?
How many friends so as to convince yourself that you are not alone?
How many reasons are required to smile back?
How many split seconds are asked for to define that moment of a lifetime?
What life tried to teach is always different from what you learn.
Who is to be blamed on that account?
The life, the lesson or the person.
Signing off with so many questions whose answers are yet to be found for the life!!!!!!!
Taken from an old Blog http://aggarwal-ana.blogspot.com/2010/10/erring.html dated 17.10.2010