Meri potli

Kaafi jatan se sambhaal ke rakhi thi maine

apni potli

Potli 

kuchh khatti meethi yaadon ki

phate purane kagazon ki

kuchh dairy milk ke wrappers ki

aur bilkul hi faltu si baaton ki...

Kai din, mahine beet gaye..

use bematlab jab kaha jaata, toh bura lagta tha..

safai karne ke liye phir aaj wo potli maine nikali

mere chehre pe ek pal ke liye muskaan aayi

par dusre hi pal, mujhe wo bewajah si lagi

hairani ki baat hai

aaj... 

wo potli mere ghar ke bahar hai..

main hi rakh ke aayi wo..

Mann mein ajeeb sa hua use bahar nikalte waqt

Par, ab khud ko laga, bematlab ki hai wo..

Kai cheezon se mann achanak hi kat gaya..

aur laga, kisi se judne ya alag hone mein bohot waqt nai lagta.. ek pal hi kaafi hota hai..

kyun sochun main ki tum theek ho ya nai

jab tumne mujhse wo sawaal sirf ek baat karne ke tareeke ki tarah poocha

kyun bhejun main tumhe kuchh kuchh likh ke

jab tumhara un par kabhi jawaab hi nai aaya

tumhari kai baaton se dheere dheere mann alag hota gaya

agli baar jab tum mujhe tumhare liye kuchh mann se karte nai dekho

toh mujhse mat poochna "kyun"

khud se sawaal karna, ki mujh mein ye badlaav kyun aaya..

It was something more… that mattered!!!

It took Anisha around 3 seconds to say, “Aprajita!! It’s a YES from Ulka”

It took Sujith Sir approx. 5 seconds to say, “Come on the 9^th and we will discuss about your project then…”

Those seconds held a lot of importance in my life… It mattered!

But a lot others things mattered as well…

To start with,

a 3hr flight to Delhi – It mattered because that was the first time I travelled alone!

90 minutes in metro – It mattered.. I mean how else would I have reached office daily? :P

3 weeks (after 4^th June) – It mattered because I stayed without maa/didi for the first time!

7 weeks of internship at ulka – It mattered..

Because:

I started thinking more about how things in life are..

It was during this time that I felt what hostelites mean when they say, “Ghar ke khane ki yaad aa rahi..”

These were the days when I realized how difficult it is to stay away from MY home

These were the days when I badly missed a cup of tea in the morning…

It mattered because I got to learn a lot more about advertising and planning

And these were the days when I realized how wrong people are when they say this industry is bad…..

It mattered because I met a few people who made a big difference to my life…

And because of them only, I had full masti as well…

It mattered because every day, I learnt something more…

These were the days which forced me to know more about myself..

It mattered because

I understood how it feels to get words of appreciation from your Boss and other seniors

It mattered because I proudly gave my first earning to maa…

It mattered because I have come back home with a bag full of experiences, learning, 

the books, reading material and scrapbooks ofcourse! :P 

and beautiful memories which I will remember throughout my life ... :) 

Life kya hai...

Life kya hai?


Chhote chhote pal
Jinme hum khushi dhundte hain
Kabhi thokar toh
kabhi sawaal bhi paate hain


Kabhi maa ki daant padti
Toh kabhi full on masti…


Kabhi we have hundreds of answers
Toh kabhi sirf problems…


Kabhi lagta we have the power to face the world
Toh kabhi bas ek halki si hichkichahat


Itna sochna kyun, Just Let Go…
Kyunki Life yahi toh hai…




(**concept written for 'live high on life' for pleasure** - just another stage in the planning process)

I am...

I am young

yet can’t lead a carefree life...

I have so many dreams

yet have equal number of responsibilities...

I am trendy

yet traditional in my own sense...

I am outgoing

yet have some values set for myself...

I am confident

yet questioned at every step...

I am successful and an achiever

yet face the gender-bias problem...

I am unique in my own way

yet perceived as just another You!

I am Young

And

I “wish to”

define the rules myself

(**profile of the TG written for Pleasure**)

A question.. unanswered...

Before that day,
I have never had a conversation
which affected me so much...
It left me with....

so many questions which don't have an answer

so many solutions which I don't wish to take..

but more than that, it has left me with a fear...

The fear of losing something special...

You just left me with questions...

Who do I ask for the answers now? 

I have doubts about my own doubts..
Then How do I trust what others have to tell me?


I feel....just so lost...
Nothing can console me,
nothing can be a perfect solution
Never had I thought about it so much...
How do I explain myself to others?
How do I expect others to understand me?

They are not wrong... you say "people tend to do that"
But then,
Am I wrong?