Deep into the Net of Virtual Reality

Article 12.3

This appeared in Hindustan Times (12.3.2018)

Last year on a trip to Goa, we had just settled in our hotel, and I opened my Facebook when a message flashed on the screen. It read, ‘It seems you’re in a hotel in Goa, why not write something about the place?’ I was stunned! How do these people know where I am? Am I being followed by some kind of paparazzi though I know I’m no Princess Diana!

This is the price we have to pay for being active on social networking sites. Today, we live in a world where virtual reality has come to define our lives more than anything else; and it is this small gadget in our hand that leads us by the nose into the world. A oxymoronic phrase explains the common scene around us, “Together, yet alone. Alone, yet not lonely!” Read More…

Posted in Article, Causes at March 12th, 2018. No Comments.

Hindi Verses

दिल से दिल की बात नहीं,

यह रूहों का सवाल है

न हिज्र है न विसाल है

न पाने की ख्वाहिश, न खो देने का मलाल है  (FB 30.12.2017)

जिंदगी यूं ही साल-दर-साल गुजरती जाती है

फिर भी आने वाला साल

किसी मोजज़ा* की उम्मीद सा लगता है.  * Miracle (FB 21.12.2017)

क्यों ढूंढती रहती हैं यह आंखें तुझे खुदा

हद-ए- निगाह से दूर हो, यह जानता हूं मैं (FB 4.12.2017)

थाामा है तेरा दामन,

इबादत मेरी!

रस्ता तेरा, मन्जिल तेरी,

जिस हाल में भी रखे,

रहमत तेरी! (FB 6.10.2017)

ज़िन्दगी की आपा-धापी भी कितनी अजीब है

कोई अभी बिख़रे तिनके भी न समेट पाया

और कोई नए ठिकानों की तलाश में निकल गया  (FB  30.9.2017)

ख़्वाबों-ख़्यालों के

वजूद कहाँ होते हैं!


पानी के बुलबुले हैं

जोश में आते हैं

और दम तोड़ देते हैं (FB 24. 9. 2017)

अपने बन्दे पर मुस्सलसल* तेरी नज़र है, ए मौला

तो बढ़ के उसका हाथ, तू क्यूँं नहीं थाम लेता

*लगातार   (FB 10.8.2017)

उदास शामों का मौसम उतर आया

ग़मे-तन्हाई का फिर से ज़िकर आया

मैं रोज़  इधर से गुज़रता हूँ

जो बिछड़ा, पलट के न फिर आया  (FB 25.7.2017)

मुझे मालूम है तेरी आयतों में,

मैं कहीं नहीं हूँ ए मेरे मौला

मेरी सदायें भी कुछ बे-नाम सी हैं!

बस तूं है, और मैं हूँ

यही एहसास-ए खुशनुमा काफी है

राह-ए-सफ़र के लिए  (FB 25.1.2017)

यह आज का दिन, जो कल नहीं आनेवाला
चलो कुछ ऐसा करें, इसे यादगार बना दें  (FB 27.11.2016)

इतने गिले इतने शिकवे इतनी बद्गुमानियाँ इस ज़माने की

ए दिल तू यह सब जरता कैसे है

और अगर इतना ही पत्थर हो गया है

तो फिर धड़कता कैसे है


बहुत चाहूँ, कभी तो मैं भी तन्हा हो के देख लूँ
मुझे ये ज़हन मेरा क्यूँ अकेला छोड़ता नहीं (njk) May 24, 2016



कुछ वक़्त के परिंदे, जो हाथ में से छूटे

लाख चाहूँ भी तो, लगता नहीं के लौटें

यह किस मुकाम पर लाकर खड़ा किया है तूने ऐ खुदा

तुझे समझ नहीं पाता हूँ, खुद से अनजान हुआ जाता हूँ

जितने भी तीर हैं तरकश में, सब इक बार में ही चला दो

हर रोज़ एक नया जख्म बहुत तक़लीफ देता हैं








Posted in Uncategorized at February 20th, 2018. No Comments.

Genocide 2



Look at those innocent eyes,
Replete with infinite dreams,
Now forcibly shut at gunpoint!
Please, stop those dreams from bleeding
Deep down in the graves.

Read More…

Posted in Causes, Poem at February 16th, 2018. No Comments.

Mourning the Dying Art of Storytelling

Stories 2This appeared in Hindustan Times on 26.10.2017

As children, we were brought up on a heavy dose of stories including fables, fairy-tales, anecdotes, and religious/mythical tales by our mother, grandmother, aunts and teachers. They  had a huge treasure trove of stories, one for every occasion and time of the day.

So we listened to cute stories, funny stories, frightening stories, moral stories and what not. We opened our eyes to the likes of ‘The Greedy Dog’ and ‘The Hare and the Tortoise’ and later ‘Red Riding Hood’ and ‘Jack and the Beanstalk.’ But ‘Tammak -Tu’ from Geeta Press, Gorakhpur was an all-time favourite. To our young innocent minds, these stories were not merely fiction or fantasy, but fantastic realities that shaped our innocent world. Our hearts went out to beautiful Cinderella – ‘Oh! the poor lil thing’; and every girl would dream about her own ‘Prince Charming’! Mothers could easily lull their babies to sleep with scary stories of giants and spooky monsters. In summer, sleeping on the roof, we could actually ‘see’ the old woman spinning her wheel in the moon. Such was our faith in our mothers that everything coming from them affected us so deeply. Read More…

Posted in Article, Causes at October 26th, 2017. No Comments.

Caring But Interfering, Moms Will Be Moms


My ‘Spice of Life’ Article in Hindustan Times today (29.8.2017)

Just think of the mother and a myriad of emotions come to your mind – loving caring and pampering. But try to read between the lines, you’ll find a few more qualities of the mother popup – overindulgent, interfering, nagging, sixth-sense and snooping. Their sixth-sense is so strong that in childhood, our mother could make out from a distance whether we were reading a novel or a textbook from the tone of our answer. Read More…

Posted in Article, Just for Laughs at August 29th, 2017. No Comments.

Why Chandigarh Roads Are A Rage No More

Chandigarh Article

My ‘Spice of Life’ Article published in Hindustan Times today ( 21.8.2017)

Long before the open-hand monument perched itself as the symbol of Chandigarh, we – a handful of families of the Punjab Govt. employees – shifted from Shimla to this upcoming state capital in 1958; and witnessed it blossom into the city-beautiful that it is today. The new surroundings; new people; new houses; the intoxicating smell of freshly whitewashed walls, and grey door-paint – the heart still remembers! Read More…

Posted in Article, Causes at August 21st, 2017. No Comments.

The Tomcat


I can’t agree more with Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy, President Kennedy’s mother, and a philanthropist herself, when she says, “It has been said, ‘time heals all wounds.’ I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.”

So true! Many a times we feel that with the passage of time, we overcome everything that has troubled us over the course of our lives; but no, time may make us forget things for a while, or new event and new memories may bury them in the deep recesses of our mind, but they are never gone forever. How hard one may try, every now and then, sleeping or awake, the painful memories come and stand in front of us, reopening old wounds. Read More…

Posted in Article, Causes at August 10th, 2017. No Comments.

60 and Growing Younger by the Day

Neena Article

My ‘Spice of Life’ Article in Hindustan Times Today (8.8.2017)

So much has been said about ‘age’ or ‘old-age’ per se. ‘Age is just a number’ or ‘age is an issue of mind over matter’. It depends upon how you look at your own age, your own mindset and your own circumstances, but there is no denying the fact that a sea-change has taken place in people’s perception about old age.

These days, the 50 to 60-year bracket is not at all considered ‘old age’, thanks to the medical science and health facilities available. Instead of ‘bazurg’, one is called a ‘senior citizen’. However, there are more of impelling circumstances than any hype behind this change. Read More…

Posted in Article, Causes at August 8th, 2017. No Comments.

My Little Princess


Oh my little princess,
The star of my eyes
You…my ‘daughter’ grand!
Have been waiting for you
Since ages! Read More…

Posted in Causes, Poem at June 20th, 2017. No Comments.

वक्त का तक़ाज़ा

Hindi PU

चलो, आज कुछ यूँ कर लें

बीते हुए को भुला,

अजनबी हो जाएंँ,

खूबसूरत रिश्तों को दफ़न कर

उन का मरसिया गा दें, Read More…

Posted in Causes, Poem at June 12th, 2017. No Comments.