Saturday, January 29, 2011


कितना है यहाँ अपना ही शोर |
गाड़ियों का, गालियों का, अपनों का, अंजानो का, मेरा, तुम्हारा, जीत का, हर का | 

कितना है यहाँ अपना ही शोर |
सुबह को, शाम को, दिन को रात को , अन्दर भी, बाहर भी |  

बेचैन हम घूम रहे हैं  
खुद ही शोर कर रहे हैं |

दूसरों को दोष क्या दें
हम खुद कहाँ निर्दोष हैं |

एक दिन चौराहे पर बैठ,
मैं यूं ही सोचता रहा, 
क्यों नहीं है शांति किसी ओर ?
क्यों मचा रहे हैं सब ये शोर ?
क्यों हैं सब इतने विचलित ?
क्या नहीं मिल सकता दो पल का सुकून किसी कोने में ?
क्यों बदल गयी है दुनिया इस तरह से ?

आँखें बंद कर, रखा मैंने अपने कानो पर हाथ
तब जा कर सुना मैंने अपना यह शोर |
शोर एक तूफान का, एक उफान का 
दुनिया को जीत लेने के अरमान का |
मैं भी, तुम भी, हर कोई लगा है इस दौड़ में
फिर क्यों ना हो शोर हर मोड़ पे |

आखिर समझा मैं
थम गयी शोर कि वो गर्जन 
शायद समझ जाएँ बांकी सभी जन |

कितना है यहाँ अपना ही शोर |
आओ प्रयत्न करें कल हो एक शांत विभोर ||

Sunday, January 23, 2011

मैं आज़ाद हूँ ( I am free)

मैं आज़ाद हूँ
मैं परिंदा हूँ
मैं आसमान को छू सकता हूँ
मैं धरती को चूम सकता हूँ |
हर रोज़ मैं निकल पड़ता हूँ एक नयी मंजिल की खोज में
हर खोज घरोंदे से ले चलती है एक नयी दिशा में ||

एक नया आसमान
एक नयी धरती
कुछ फासला और
कुछ उम्मीदें नयी |
हर रोज़ मैं देखता हूँ एक नया सपना 
हर रोज़ मैं बनाता हूँ एक दोस्त अपना ||

एक नया अजनबी
एक नया यार
कोई धोखा 
कोई सहारा |
रास्ते कठिन, कई ठोकरें, मोड़ कई, मुश्किलें नयी
कुछ अजनबी यार, कुछ यार अजनबी ||

ज़िन्दगी आसान नहीं होती
जीवन ना है बुजदिलों का खेल |
बस बड़ चलो अपनी दिशा की ओर
बस बड़ चलो कुछ फासला और ||

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

तू cockroach की मौत मरेगा |

I came back from office, drained of every bit of energy. I felt like just crashing on the bed. I badly needed a cup of coffee. So, I put the water on boil, picked up my coffee mug, put in a tea spoon of coffee, another tea-spoon of sugar and water. Off, I headed towards my durrie grabbing a pack of biscuits and some chips along. I sat down like a king munching on the chips. The first sip went down like energy booster, and I felt better. I took out my laptop, opened media player and put on a random play list. And, had some of my blues playing....

Suddenly, I saw some movements on the top right corner of my room. Another king strolled out on my floor, straight heading to my durrie. I almost forgot the annoying feeling that I had whenever I saw one of these, since this was the first sighting in this room! This is not cool! The two fangs were swaying as if, they were tracking my coffee smell, or maybe the chocolate biscuit smell, or maybe the chips. I don't want to part ways with anything, for this. Cockroaches have always been criticized for being all over the places kitchen, toilets, bathrooms, almost everywhere. People make efforts to any extent to get away with them. But, they are always there, boldly walking everywhere, as if there is no fear of dying. In fact, they are so irritating, that Lakshman ji wanted not just Sita ji to be out of their reach, but the whole humanity to be safe from them. That's why we have Lakshmanrekha available in every Kirana store

But, whatever, this is my room, at least clean to some extent, and I didn't want this cockroach to invade it. I did not want to squash the beast as well (Don't know what all will spill out of it!!!) So, I picked up the broomstick and kicked it out of my room, down to the farthest point, out of my room, out of the house, out on someone else doorstep, go bug someone else! ;)

The bloody cockroach made my coffee go cold! The music played on, the chips were still inviting. So, again, I sprawled on my durrie and munched on my chips. Thinking of changing some music, I picked up my laptop and looked around for new songs. But, couldn't get the cockroach out of my mind. So, off I went around looking for cockroach facts.

I didn't know that cockroaches have been around from the time of dinosaurs. Famines, floods, volcanoes, earthquakes, lakshmanrekhas....damn everyone on this earth tries it's best to get rid of it and still can't! It can live for 2 months without food, 2 weeks without water and 40 minutes without breathing. That is survival at it's best! What more, it can survive without its head for more than a week. Well, a human will look so creepy, without a head.....but the plastic surgeons will have a gala time....
"Doc, I need a new head....I lost the old one...This one is a 2nd hand and not looking so good. Please take my measurements, When shall I come for trails?" OMG!

Or better still,
"Doc I want a head with Android, 4 sim card slots and extendable memory" :D

I was wondering what else will a person look for in a head, when once again the devil was doing its round. The antennas were rolling around, again. I could see the bold walk, no fear of anything, after all it can survive the extremes. Maybe, it is the perfect contender for Roadies X.0. But, this pissed me can it be!

I picked up my slippers, squashed it, then and there itself! That must have hurt and killed a small thing like a cockroach. But, it was just upside down, it rolled over and again started walking. A king's walk! This took my anger to the next level. I could see that it was still heading for the chips.

This would have woken up the neighbours too. And the cockroach was down. It was upside down and not moving. Finally, I had my own little victory. Myself being a photographer, I could not resist picking up the shutterbug to capture the moment. I clicked a few shots. And there kit was moving again, its antennas were again in motion!

The fight for life put up by the cockroach was amazing....I put down my camera and watched the great cockroach for some time. The fight was gone. The antennas were down, the cockroach had finally given up.
Some people say in anger, as an abuse, "तू cockroach की मौत मरेगा |"

I say, if this is how a cockroach dies, fighting the world, fighting all the odds....fighting everything the life can throw at it, then it is a life worth living. People tend to give up so easily, one set-back and they are down so badly, that everyone around them tries to revive their spirits. If they are alone, then they feel lonely, they feel the life is not worth living. And here, the great cockroach fought alone......I have no hesitation in giving a salute to this devil.

I picked up a newspaper and swiped the cockroach off the floor. I threw it in my dustbin. The legs were again moving.......It was still alive.....It was beaten up, but only physically, its spirit was still would again fight....fight for survival.....fight to live the life to its fullest......

Friday, January 07, 2011

Desperate Males on House Hunting

I did not realize the desperateness of the male species till I started looking for a room on rent. The moment I searched on the innocent looking website for rooms on rent, I came across hordes of advertisements for female species from the desperados! I smiled at the first one, laughed out loud at the next one but could not stop rolling on the floor for the ones that followed.

“Amaan” demand was simple:
a north Indian female roommate preferred

“Abhi” was a bit more “sharing”:
I am looking out to share my flat with a female partner, open minded.. free individual..
All amenities included in rent, have a car also, can share.
Regards, Abhi"

“Pradeep” was more straightforward, 
Looking for north Indian girl only

An unnamed male wanted, 

“Salman” got way too excited and expressed all his needs in a few short lines,
"Urrrrrrgently needed! Open minded Punjabi girl. North Indian negotiable. No Smoke. No drink. Fair, beautiful and very open. Sharing everything. Bathroom, Toilet, Rooms, Balcony, Fridge, Internet, Maid, Milk, Food, Bike.
2 Bedroom Apartment.
If more girls interested. Welcome."

Wow!! That was awesome! So, this must have been written in the heights of the man’s desperateness. And then whil writing the “gentle”man must have realized that just in case he is getting one, why not more! And while I was reading it, the sharing of maid looked “ewwww…” :D

And point to be noted my readers; “open-minded” seems to be the most abused word online. As soon as someone writes open minded, people think that it’s an “open” invitation as well to check out the “open” buttons maybe ;). They think that all the gates to heaven have been opened by the “girl”.

And while crawling the www and coming across such blatant invitations, I also came across a fact that, if the male is looking for another male flatmate then I get to see all sorts for nationalities being asked for, “only telgu”, “only north Indian”, “only Jains”, “only Mallus”; but, if a male is looking for a girl, then it will definitely be "a North Indian" or a "fair girl"!! No wonder Fair and Lovely shows increasingly more sales as one moves from North to South.

Tuesday, January 04, 2011

What's your password?

Yes I accept that I am not good at remembering numbers, names and passwords!

When I started using the mailing systems my passwords were as simple as abc123, helloworld, ankushsamant, iamankush and the likes. But the happy days didn’t last long. Soon I was introduced to the world of credit cards and debit cards. I tried my best to simplify this world too by making my passwords (2222, 1111, 1122, 2908 (My birth date), 1983 (My birth year) ) easier for me to remember. And once again, the quote, “And then they lived happily ever after!” failed miserably!

RBI came up with more circulars. Companies like Yahoo, Facebook, Orkut, Gmail came up with stricter password setting rules. Banks came up with their own security measures……BTW the banks’ login name itself is no better than a password, it is a whole 9 digit awkward number!

I still remember the good old password setting rules:
1.       Password should be between 6 to 12 characters
2.       Password should not contain any  special character.

The rules have now changed to something which can give nightmares:
  1. It should not contain your name.
  2. It should not contain a common dictionary word.
  3. It should contain one or more numbers.
  4. It should have both upper and lower case characters.
  5. It should be over 8 characters long.
  6. It must be different from your old passwords.

These seem to be so much easier on me when I look at the password policy of my bank:
  1. The Passwords are case sensitive i.e. Upper Case e.g. PASSWORD123 is differentiated from Lower Case e.g. password123.
  2. Your Password should be alphanumeric i.e. should contain both digits and alphabets.
  3. The Password should contain a minimum of 6 characters and a maximum of 28 characters.
  4. Spaces are not allowed in the Password.
  5. Your new Password cannot be the same as the existing Password.
  6. Only the following special characters !, @, #, $, %, (, &, *, ., ), +, =, ? are accepted as part of the Password.
  7. All characters in the Customer Id should not be present in your Password e.g. If your Customer Id is 000011120, the Password abcd012 is not a valid Password.

By the time I kept a password, noted it down in my diary and remembered it, the red alert message slapped me hard. The season changed. The sun set down. The password expiry policy came up!

Then I came up with a clever idea of keeping the same password in a season for every login. But, if only the life would have been so simple!

Banks started asking 2 passwords, the login password and the transaction password!  If I was lucky enough to remember both the passwords then I was asked for a TPIN every time I called up for an assistance on phone!

Now, I have a diary full of passwords….my transaction passwords, my login passwords, my email passwords, my social networking passwords, my TPINS…….my old passwords, my new passwords……..

I just hope my friends, my family, my girl… do not start asking for a password….