Friendship and the art of timing

Just read somewhere...

Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing.

There is a time for silence.

A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny.

And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.”

- Gloria Naylor quotes (African-American novelist and educator, 1950)

Moments Babble

Each moment has its own lifespan, own actions, own reflections and own directions.

Many such moments, in each others proximity, form a collective span of time, and the collective impact of the directions and reflections of each moment decide how the next set of moments would starts its life. Each moment and its inferences play an important role in setting the direction of the next span. So, every moment has the power to change the direction of life further. I have always liked the idea of a life full of experimentation, and yes, I know that most experiments may not result into glory and success, yet, some of them to. Experiments should be a part of life, but not to an extent that life becomes an experiment itself.

Somehow, if life has to have a purpose ( if it has to ), it should ideally to be avoid being a big round ball. No, I do not meant by physical appearance. I mean, by mental makeup. An old saying says – A rolling stone gathers no moss. A mind, constantly in search of something often turns itself into a big round ball. Rolling all the way to nowhere seems to be the only way for so many of us. The purpose is to set a balance between rolling and stabilizing. No point becoming a flat too. Just take off some air to ease the round rolling ball effect and you would see the stability coming in the most suitable circumstances.

Coming back to moments, each moment and its reflections can add to the collective effect of change that a span of time can bring about. The question is - who is in the driving seat? While most people love to laze and let others drive their life, I guess, the ideal thing is never to let go the steering of your life out of your grip. And even if once in a while we let others drive, we much know what direction we are headed too.

After all, we do not want to go into a direction where we have no steering, or no car for that matter. And no control !!!

Aakhir is dard ki dava kya hai ..

Apni hi nazar lag gayee shayad. Was too glad since yesterday.


Ye nasha jab bhi hua humko, behad hee hua.
Is kadar behke ke izzat ke bhi kabil na rahe

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दिल ए नादान तुझे हुआ क्या है,
आख़िर इस दर्द की दवा क्या है।

O my heart - what has happened to you .. and .. is there a way out of this pain? can anything treat this misery of mine?

हम हें मुश्ताक और वो बेजार,
या इलाही, ये माजरा क्या है

I am enthusiastic, eager , and my partner angry, upset and dissatisfied; O god, whats the matter.

मैं भी मुहँ में जुबां रखता हूँ,
काश पूछो कि मुद्दा क्या है।

I also have a tounge, I can speak too... Somebody askme what is the matter with me.

ये परी चेहरा लोग कैसे हें,
गमाज़ा ए उश - व ओ अदा क्या है।

How are these beautiful faced people, What vanity , what pride they have.

जान तुम पर निसार कर्ता हूँ,
मैं नहीं जानता दुआ क्या है।

Cheeni Zyada ...

Someone was talking about the new sugarless romance comedy film in the town these days - Cheeni Kum. Someday, I also may see it. But my core is not about the cheeni kum kind of a romance. I am more like ... add a lil more sugar, make it sweet... the lifeanyways is too bitter, so let love be sweeter.

Romance is movies have been the biggest selling factor. Why? Maybe because it is one emotion that moves each one of us. I personally do like the Cheeni Zyada concept. And I guess, anyone who has been in love has felt it at sometime or the other.

They say, a picture is worth a thousand words. And today, here is a snapshot that had spells romance in one of its ultimate fantasies. The ultimate cheeni zyada picture.. the way I like it.




Look at the delicate expressions of the lovers, when they are with each other. The man watching his beloved, while she is in the dreamy world, with eyes closed.

Words cannot define, cannot express, the feelings of this man.

One can only feel these moments, and cherish them all his life.

माना कि मोहब्बत का छिपाना है मोहब्बत,

चुपके से किसी रोज़ जताने के लिए आ

Eye Sigh

Just updated a few clix on http://picasaweb.google.com/peccadilloguy/SundayDrive

अब तक दिल-ए-खुश्फहम को तुझ से हें उम्मीदें

Was reading the works of Ahmed Faraz today, came across the ever popular ghazal penned by him - रंजिश ही सही ... The shayari has been so perfect and feelings have been so well expressed. God, how do these men get such perfect words to match what they had felt at that moment, for which they wrote such words.

So I sat down to search the ghazal in my music collection, as it had been quite a few years I had heard this one. Soon, it was playing in my eardrums, stirring my soul. I guess, tonight would be dedicated to multiple sessions of this ghazals and maybe similars.

The verse goes like ...

रंजिश ही सही, दिल ही दुखाने के लिए आ,
आ फिर से मुझे छोड़ के जाने के लिए आ।

I know you are angry, so come to hurt my heart.
Come over - to leave me once more.. come over.

The way Mehndi Hassan has sung this one, it just gets deep in the cracks of the heart, touching the core. And ofcourse, the words of Faraz - आ फिर से मुझे छोड़ के जाने के लिए आ ... brings out the pain of longing like anything.

The ghazal seeped in, and most verses, flowed like always. The ones that pinched deeper were those...

कुछ तो मेरे पिन्दारे मोह्हबत का भरम रख,
तू भी तो कभी मुझ को मनाने के लिए आ।

Keep some respect for my assumed love for you... तू भी तो कभी मुझ को मनाने के लिए आ।

इक उम्र से हो लज्ज़त-ए- गिरिया से भी महरूम,
ए राहत-ए-जान, मुझको रुलाने के लिए आ।
आ फिर से मुझे छोड़ के जाने के लिए आ।

Very ironic verse indeed. Had to hear it a few times to get the meaning well. It says.. Its been quite some time that I have not expereinced the pains of separation; so come and .. make me cry. Come, to leave me once again, come over.

The last one -

अब तक दिल-ए-खुश्फहम को तुझ से हें उम्मीदें,
ये आखरी शमा भी तो बुझाने के लिए आ।

What do i say ... the verse says it all, simply॥

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Now I am trying to find out if I can get another ghazal by Faraz, sung by anyone. I dont even know if this one has been sung or not. I have just read it once today ...... and I am trying to get ot somehome. This one goes like - इस से पहले के हम बेवफा हो जाएँ... Lets see when I get its audio version.

Guess its time to retire to bed, I have to be wide awake tomorrow morning, to continue life.

Where?

The evening turned into night,
The night morning,
the morning into afternoon...

yet....

Burning Nights and Morning Blisters

The night is still dark and the morning is still far. Maybe another hour for the first rays of the day to break in the mayajaal of the night. I gaze at the hot night sky, black and burning, cloudless and harsh, covering the vastness of life beneath. The moon wasn't around too, maybe had wandered away looking for a shelter from the lava of summer nights.

Wish there was a single cloud around, showing hope. No, not in the hope of a rain, but to send a message somewhere, where there is abundance of rains already. In the era of emails and mobile messaging, I still recall the utility of a meghdoot. Wondering, if it really worked those days?

When Kalidas had penned Meghdoot, all he had the longing of a love filled heart for his beloved, and he wanted the cloud to take the expression of his emotions to her. The emotions are still the same, but the mediums have become far more faster and easier. The messages take fractions of a second to get delivered. So, for the modern world, the meghdoot is becoming redundant. But the amount of emotion a meghdoot can carry is much more than what a mere sms could ever say. Thinking of it, If there was a cloud around, to absorb my expression in itself, and move to a distant land, through mountains and plains, and just reach its destination. The wind would help to blow and move the umbrella for a brief moment that she would carry in these abundant rains there; and my meghdoot would shower and drench her with all the love that it could carry from here. O meghdoot, where are you?

Looking out of the window, the dawn is setting to break in. My eyes are getting heavier and my head spinning with restlessness. Looks like finally, the sleep will set in. The eyelids that had refused to shut down and now drooping down. The liquid in the eyes has dried down and the shoulders are feeling heavy now.

Life sucks without my usual sleeping drug, all night long. Guess I should catch some sleep before I start getting my morning blisters in my head.

Would post this when I get up in a few hours.

On the way .....

It is the heart and not the brain

That to the highest doth attain,

And he who followeth Love's behest

Far excelleth all the rest.

Henry W. Longfellow

If youre not the one - Daniel Bedingfield

If youre not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If youre not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all

I never know what the future brings
But I know you are here with me now
Well make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with

I dont want to run away but I cant take it, I dont understand
If Im not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

If I dont need you then why am I crying on my bed?
If I dont need you then why does your name resound in my head?
If youre not for me then why does this distance maim my life?
If youre not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?

I dont know why youre so far away
But I know that this much is true
Well make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish that you could be the one I die with
And I pray in youre the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life

I dont want to run away but I cant take it, I dont understand
If Im not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
cause I love you, whether its wrong or right
And though I cant be with you tonight
And know my heart is by your side

I dont want to run away but I cant take it, I dont understand
If Im not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that i .......

Another Night .. Another Ghazal in my memory ..

रोने से और इश्क में बेबाक हो गए,

Just recalling a ghazal by none other than Ghalib।

This one is not as popular in recent times, as has not been sung by any contemporary ghazal singers, but reading it makes me feel that this is too one of the finest ones written by him.
The verse goes like this ...

Rone se aur ishq mein bebaaq ho gaye
Dhoye gaye hum aise ki bas paak ho gaye।

Crying in love has just made me even more outspoken about my feelings.... I feel I have been washed clean ( Dhoye gaye hum - typical hndi/urdu ironical phrase – Dho Dala type ), so well that I have become pure ( paak ho gaye)।

रुसवा - ए -दहर गो हुए आवारगी से हम ,
बारे-ताबितायों के तौ चालाक हो गए

and॥ the one that makes me smile....

Karne gaye thhe usse hum tagaful ka hum gila,
Kee ek hi nigah ke hum khaak ho gaye...

I went to her to complain about her ignoring me, but she just saw me once and I was ... khaak already ॥



Also another from Ghalib, very similar, yet distinct from the above one।

Hamne maana ke tagaful na karoge lekin,
Khaak ho jayenge hum tumko khabar hone tak।

Tagaful means Ignoring..

I know you will not ignore me, but I would be no more by the time you would know.. Khaak ho jayenge hum tumko khabar hone tak...


This one is from the ghazal - I guess this ghazal brings out the best of the feelings when someone waits for his or her beloved. As like most ghazals, it is a little over expressed, but very beautifully said. I am putting down the best three verses of this ghazal which I like.

Aah ko chahiye ek umr asar hone tak.
Kaun jeeta hai teri zulf ke sar hone tak.

Aashiqi sabr talab, aur tammana betaab.
Dil ka kya rang karoon khoon-e-jigar hone tak.

Hamne maana ke tagaful na karoge lekin,
Khaak ho jayenge hum tumko khabar hone tak.