reflections

things which are beautiful remain beautiful, even after some distortion and they make other things look interesting by their aura. yesterday i tried looking at some insignificant objects under the glory of jama masjid. and as i said jama masjid made everything else look interesting and beautiful. took a walk from the chandni chowk metro station to jawahar hotel. and on my way i kept collecting pictures of various objects with reflection of the mosque on them. even a small puddle in chawri bazaar jumped into life with the reflection of the spire of the masjid.




the junk of a spare part dealer started making artistic sense once i saw the reflection in a horn hanging there. the upturned mirror got lit by the magic of the mosque.



once in that area almost every where you can see the aura of that mosque, it's deeple embedded in every nook and corner of shahjahanabad. just that one needs to have the will and intention to see it.





surely for the past few centuries the mosque must have been enlightening people by reflecting in their day to day lives.

view from 15th floor Global Business Park, Gurgaon

Hope

Hope: after two months of working in this place I just realised that there is still some hope. Hope for the body copy to survive, hope for the malnourished ad to get enriched with a dose of finely crafted body copy. Two months since I joined I have been working on ads without bullet pointed copy. That’s like the speck of light in the other side of the dark tunnel.

let people die of comfort.
i'm planning to live long.

wintry blacks

standing and waiting for the valentine to arrive,
a perfect black wintry look,
post christmas and pre valentines blacks.

they are waiting on the window
for the first week of feb,
new red clothes will be put on them.

again they will be bright and gaudy.

till then they will wear wintry blacks.

small fish, in a small pond.

i was bored of being a small fish in a small pond.


it stinks,

when a little pond gets overcrowded.

in anycase fishes do stink.

i decided to jump out of the pond.

took a deep gulp filled my lungs.

and jumped as high could be.

finally i'm lying outside the pond.

soon i will be out of breath, till then its fun.

it's fun to see the little pond from a distance,

it's fun to see the fishes fight among each other.

soon more fishes will come and stink will get stronger.

some of the little fishes will start suffocating and die.

but the little brave ones will jump out of the pond

and swim in the sea or land up somewhere besides me.

so that a wave will hit us and pull us all into the sea.



the water will be salty.

but no stink, no suffocation.

we all will be fighting the sharks for survival.

but it will be fun to be in the open sea.

i am scared

i'm scared,

i'm scared of the threat calls.
threat calls made by some big honchos of the industry.
i can't put names since i'm shit scared.
as he has promised to ruin my career.

if i am not scared he will send a letter(s) all around making sure i get black-listed.

i can't take names as i'm shit scared.

specially after the threat calls i started receiving from unknown numbers.
i got more scared.

i am scared to know the big guys.

i am scared to have known them ever.

i am scared that i was ever friends with them.

i am scared of people who were friends.



only thing that makes me happy.
now i know who my foes are.

atleast something to live for.

something to nurture.

something i am not scared of.

love

something i stumbled upon, don't know the name of the author. anyways thanks to the person. and sorry about stealing.

freedom

freedom comes at a price,
but it's priceless.

years pass by

years have passed since i saw the pain in his eyes,
the wordless pain.

he would never ask for a thing,
neither would he be upset on my failure.

never did he try and achieve his dreams by
crushing one of mine.

he was just happy to see me happy=,
except those rare moments when one would be able to read his eyes.

and one day he just faded into silence.
and with him died his pain.

life moved on,
much later i realised not a single drop of tear did i shed for him.

but also i realised i owe it to him.