Passionate Creativity in Dreams

सड़क किनारे बैठे बूढ़े भिखमंगे की ख्वाहिश क्या है? खाना, सोना, जीते जाना.... तू भी तो भिखमंगा ही है! ख्वाब तेरे भिखमंगे जैसे!  खाना, उसके हाथ का खाना, खाना, उसके हाथ से खाना, खाना, उसके साथ ही खाना, खाना, कभी फ़ुर्सत से खाना! नींद की ख्वाहिश कैसी तेरी.....? नींद वही भिखमंगे वाली, थक कर गिरना, फट सो जाना, सो कर उठना, ख़टते जाना, ख्वाबों के एक महल में जाकर, तकिया साधे झट सो जाना  अलबेले ख्वाबों के नायक  तू चाहे है जीते जाना!  जीते जाना? वो क्यूँ आख़िर.... ये जीना भी क्या जीना है? ऐसा जीना, क्या जीना है? वजन बढ़ाके, नींद घटाके, चिंता, फ़िक्र, को गले लगाके? साँस भी लेने को ना रुकना?  दिन ढलने तक दौड़ लगाना? रात को नींद की गोली खाकर, चाँद को तक्ना, नींद ना आना, ना सुस्ताना, ना मुस्काना, ना अपनों में आना जाना? पैसे का अंबार लगाके, बीमारी पे खर्चते जाना?  इसको तू जीना कहता है? इससे तो भिखमंगा अच्छा...! मेरी मान, तो बाग़ी हो जा, कभी कभी...

Why do we get afraid? What haunts us? Is it the dark past or the uncertain future? I wish to answer myself some of my own doubts through this post. We fall, so that we can learn how to get up. Still we are unsecure about falling. Most of the time. When we are unaware of concrete facts, and we go on thinking about it, it leads up to fear. Fear from the fact that this unawareness could lead us to darkness. If it may hamper my plans I wish to obtain. If it may lead to my failure, and victory of something I hate to see winning against me. Often we give up on our confidence. It’s not un-natural. Not abnormal. It’s just a sinusoidal trough of our confidence level. Our daily lives, appear to be the same. But every day exposes something new to us- something which may be pleasant to our senses or simply unpleasant experiences. When these unpleasant thoughts clog up our memory, we cease to see beyond the obvious. We forget the pleasant experiences, and the achieved goals. Simply becau...

“Gratitude is the best attitude. There is not a more pleasing exercise of the mind than gratitude. It is accompanied with such an inward satisfaction that the duty is sufficiently rewarded by the performance. ” - Infamous Unknown On this very holy night when 2000 years back Jesus claimed to have risen from the dead, with those paper lanterns burning and hanging from those tree, which I see from this window, I believe there is something else that claims to have risen from the dead. I believe it’s my urge to write. Dear Readers, this mail was a long due. My apologies for not being around for a while. Being around 6500 kms away from the land I call my home, I thing I have some time to sit down, and write. With this fresh mind, and the odd time to wake up, I have woken up, I need to pay my due. I have suddenly started feeling this loneliness peeking in, through this very window, which is insulating me from the negative two degrees of temperature outside. Apparently, I am very...