Unspoken Things

known Farewell  !  heart threatening  That particular moment, gave the sensation, something is getting vacant. void in creation, at that moment. every time unit, need to be captured  every corner, need to be captured, at that time. memory stays at peak at that moment, But After a gone time, memory get faded away, it's like; starting at the peak and ending at a base. Another side, When it is unknown  The moment is observed normally, no intentions of capturing, no special observation, But after the moment, As time passes,  Moment getting converting into a confirmation. Where memory reflects back again and again, like; filling the color again and again, memory becomes darker and more darker. its like climbing the memory mountain starting from the base and ending toward the peak with no end ! That long  . .Unbreakable gaze Which was different, never seen before, seems like ; capturing the moment. Who knows  that was the last gaze !

ek Awaaj hai, jo bina kahe sab keh deti hai ! ek dhun, jo bina kisi maujoodgi ke "goonjti" hai ! ek shabdawali hai, jo bina shabdo ke chaap chodti hai ! A waaj ,  saaj ki dhun,  wo shabdo ki shabdawali ,  jaani jaati hai  khamoshi  ke naam se ! Sab kuch ke Alaawa,  Yeh, khaamoshi  bin kaboole, kabool-naama krwa de, Bas, saath mile aankhon ka ! Mjolnir .. 

मेरा देखना, मेरी नज़दीकियाँ, आपके सुकून में ख़लल डालती हैं। जो कि, नहीं है हिस्सा मेरे किरदार का। दोस्त नहीं हूँ, माना, पर दुश्मन भी तो नहीं हूँ, उस लम्हे की बात करूँ, मैंने वो किया जो अकेला रास्ता था मेरा! और आपने वो, जो आपको ठीक लगा! शांत रहना मेरा, समझना मत, कि शिकायत है आपसे, कोई गिला नहीं, कोई शिकवा नहीं, बस एक फ़रियाद है .  ख़ैरियत  भरी।

Time is fixed,  Venue is fixed, My positioning is fixed. Positioning, where everyone is infront.  Eyes, straight behind the mirrors, Waiting ! Arrival is been greeted with blessings. Every single time unit is been thanked ! In parallel,  finding the answers for the questions ? Why that presence is there ? Why that presence matters ? In that mean time, Eyes doing an important task : Observing the  presence; Every single moment, behavior & gesture.

There was a time,  when "Niyati"  is nothing. There is firm believe, in deed ,  An action of mine, Which was shaping the future ! Walking through the life, Doing my action firmly, Moving step after step,  The consequences from that steps, All deed dependent,  At that time. After a period, A gone period, Apart from my actions, Now it feels, There is something which is shaping the future, There is something which confines me in a region, There is something which defining the path, & that is " Niyati". The believe in " Niyati"  getting stronger & stronger, It is it, Which balancing me all around. When there is no way out, get flowed by this " Niyati" ,  with only & only Ethics & values of mine !

Remembered, That first day ! The first time I saw you. Years been gone,  Seems like; things from yesterday. At Starting, It is Difficult to look at you, The reasons being, Less friendly & shyness I have. Really funny to compare that day ; today, It is exact opposite now, It Did not seems like something wrong been committed, Its like, All the ethics & values been followed,  When I see You, Now ! I need to look at you for long, Need to observe the expression & gesture of yours , So That I be able to deliver the appropriate response in return.  I did not want to hurt you anymore, Due to any reason of mine. Your Way of leading, Your Power of controlling, Your Behavior & guts, The Worry less roaming of Yours, All the qualities & total behavior, Completely reflects the religion Where you belong.  It is good to see you, Really good, Much better When you are smiling. Even I'm not close to you, not much known to you,  Everything from your side paid a ...

 It was raining heavily; late already, Get a bit more; in finding the belongings. Covered in the coat; helmet on the head; Journey started ! An amazing way of freshness & chill breeze Seems; everything get neat & cleaned.  Enjoying the weather ; singing a 'loud; hurried destined ! From right Under the bridge,  A memorable; Pink dress been seen, In along with familiar Bag-pack. It was the  madam ; Looking for convenience. Got stop near by the Madam, looking straight towards the Madam, A beautiful act of recognizing been done by the Madam ! A sitting request been done to Madam, Something unknown told by the Madam ! ( Still unknown; Whether it was hurriedness, loudness or cacophony of rain out there ) After looking here & there,  Another act of thinking been done. Another sitting request been made in return,  ( This time  Rapidly  with a tone of getting late) Another unknown thing been told in return. ( Reason here again remains the sam...

 Every night has an END, There is morning after that,  Again there is another night, & another morning after that. & Cycle remains continue!  Similarly, This journey is filled with high & low. At some point, It feels; it get end. & then something better get happened.  & Cycles remains continue ! " kynon ghabrana raat ke us andhere se' Jab subha ki pehli kiran uss andhere ko khatm krne waali hai kynon ghamand krna us din ke ujjaale ka  Jab andehri raat ki chaadar us ghamand ko dhakne waali hai  chod fikr is uttar chaddav ki  karm kr,  Aisa kr,  jiska  anjaam bhukhtane ke liye tera zameer tere saath ho .. ."   

 Not hot-not Chilled. Stable at moderate rate- Talking about the temperature. It is the sign of relief after a long heated days ! In these days, An automatic believe within; everything is fine, Everything is going well. It is not only me In-fact, Everyone seems enjoying these days.   I asked one person, Why are you happy ?? He said," These are Diwali Days." I'm like yeah you are right. These are Diwali days! Lights & Colors, all around.  Roads, markets, Houses, Every single corner- Enlightened. The environment, Air, freshness, Everything participating to magnify the event. People are more sacred, Seems more pure, more genuine. The Ramayana series on T.V.s & Ram-Leela events, All are participating to maintain that decorum. Every year, I wait for it. It is there now. I want to capture these moments, Every bit of it.  Sometimes I think, These days need to be stay forever. Than I think if this get happened; The real joy & excitement Behind that wait, W...

Never think about that Day , Never ever think; that message to be get typed, It was really unpredictable, Unbelievable ! The message came from the regret, The regret of un-availability,  The regret of selfishness,   . . . . . 

 IIt is moving with every second. Not accelerating; Not de-accelerating. It is moving at a constant rate.  It is TIME ;  which is moving.  Parallelly, Things been moving in along.  Every passing unit making a history, Making a Record. From a toddler Who was learning to walk  & than A Man who is walking through a life,  Everything just happened in a Blink.  Remembering that line sung by Mr. Singh -  "ek lamhe mein simat aaya sadiyon ka safar" Many unaccountable faces been seen throughout that journey, Most of them been forgotten. Some of them; are away from this world but they all are part of this journey. There is story for every single face I had seen; A page is there. Somehow, Whenever & Wherever those faces come Infront, flash backs happens in mind which seems like a  dream ! Faces are not only the thing which are captured by the brain.  Sometimes  a sound, smell, taste, visual or sensation reflects back memory....