How I think my students should become one day before entering college, Best of 2017.

Shri has been my student in 2016 when I visited her school for a Model United Nations workshop. In a lot of 100 students and so many school visits I could still manage to remember her.

Here’s the reason why! She has been a potential learner since the day I saw her, when other kids succumbed to immature lamenting she appeared quite adaptive and “seeking”. She would ask questions to me and not sit until she was content with the facts that I had to use seeing her innate curiosity.

No matter how intelligent you re and wonderful grades you would attain, if you lose the most basic instinct  of humanity i.e Curiosity then you are about to fall for pseudo intelligence and ego. Shri was exactly the right mind to sink in my little acquired knowledge.

Her story doesn’t end here. In October 2017 her school collaborated with us (International Forum for Culture and Education-FICE) to host an international Model United Nations conference with delegates from all schools and colleges of her native state and judges being called from Bangladesh, New Delhi Mumbai. It is a proud moment for me as I pen down her designation as the Head of the conference.

The school incorporated senior students to handle the organizing and who other than Shri would have been my choice to put in the trust for Micro-Management, Leadership and Maturity. She lead an all girls secretariat and while others subtly escaped from their designated responsibility she not only was the person to accomplish all her tasks but had the courage to stand up to highlight her team’s loopholes and give them a polite yet firm piece of mind.

This helps us understand her idea of togetherness and responsibility.

When the opening ceremony saw a crisis where the Chief Guest was late and the crowd was going restless she bravely took up the responsibility to go on stage. She engaged them cleverly by sharing her experience of preparing the conference. I won’t say her speech was motivating but her initiative was.

I see a true leader in Shri and would vouch on her meritorious performance if she receives a truly enriching and honing environment in her college.

As I have evolved through my age I wish the youth experiences the same hardships but with better confidence and power to manifest a true and meaningful foundation of oneself. 

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KASOL- AR Rahman sent me there!

 

It is a simple story that I have narrated to a few and they could surely feel the vibe.

It was late afternoon I was sitting with my friends in a room after college with dull lights and fan making the typical cacophony of its own. I must say AR Rahman is a brilliant artist after all ,the chirping of birds in one of his songs made us miss the mountains we had never been to… Kasol.

Yes we planned then and there to leave to Kasol from Delhi on an overnight road trip. How wonderfully the butterflies in our heads jumble when we plan something extravagant and as random as mood swings of a girlfriend. We packed our bags and left for the hills, stopping by Murthal was the first pinch to our photography session. Well the trip was perfectly framed under the name of a road documentary shoot which we supposedly tried and ended up with a lot more to take back in our houses of sanity.

Stopping by a Dhaba in Punjab we met Mandal, who was more than a waiter. I talked to him a long time. He was from a village in Bihar and used to record songs for Bhojpuri movies there but sadly could get no recognition under dominant banners.He sang to us songs and we enjoyed Daal Makhni and Paranthe at 2:00am with no roof above ,siting on the Charpai.

Our plan remained the same to catch the sun rising in the hills. Gear up! And the tyres were rolling into action across the highway with other cars passing by like flies.The moment got slow and succumbed into dark, and with heavy eyes one after the other,dozing off.

Uth Jao yaar and less did I know i was about to witness the best feeling of my life.

Trust my imagination on this while I take you to the hills right now. My dark sleep was touched by motherly warm rays and we approached the valley with mountains on both sides and the river roaring with water parallel to the road. How magnificent as well as homely did the SUN feel coming up between the mountains . A strange splash of blue,orange then yellow and then white as it shined. Just as a scared kid pops his eyes out of the book while hiding his face -the sun pierced through the sky to reach high. The tyres were still rolling and only thing  i could do was see the sun and give a faint smile of,(as if) owning it.

That was the prettiest morning we could ever have. Thanks to AR Rahman,he sent us there.

Dead Star

It was 10th of 3rd in calendar and all she could do was sit and watch the sky going dark. As if the the blanket was all upon her the way she called it her sphere with him.

I never really try to bother into others life but it was just about knowing people , knowing different stories and emotions.

Hearing emotion  was like drinking all brands of whiskey, oh it hits you hard anyway just the mouth which pours it is branded under different covers,different clothes.

I was going through the songs of emotions and forwarded one to her. Well she liked it she seemed sorted and managed those days, Oh what a pretty piece of human mind her flesh owned. Never knew her name of what was she all about.

Do you know how it all happened? Just beside the balcony she came and stood and told that the world is a danger zone and only place she can hide with me is the Sky. It wasn’t overnight it was the smoothest take off any human could take after airplanes. We went over the world ,they shouted and waved, she took the lead always and we flew higher.

It was the dark sky the shelter were you could find me with her caressing the moon  telling that she will always be there to keep a watch like the moon does.

I remember it was ecstasy it was the poem i couldn’t write but feel. I was sleeping in the shroud of warmth until i asked her to wake me up next day . She got angry i remember her eyes were red ,she could burn me with the fire , No this wasn’t possible she was the moon. Lately did i realize moonlight isn’t an everyday story. There was cloud there was half moon there was rain there was full moon .. there was  nothing more than darkness, We weren’t in the blanket i mentioned at the beginning.I was in the dark clouds flying among-st the stars they seemed to know my story.. One of them asked Do u still find her? i said “off n on always on my mind” AND they left. Slowly and gradually they fell on the earth.

I could feel my self falling with the stars. Tasting the salt of the mud i bashed down on earth and saw the stars falling in the graves. Oh yes for a man on earth its the ground that digs in a grave. For stars on sky it was earth that was a grave. Broken stars they fell and crushed with mist buried them selves. the light went off,. I closed my eyes forever. All that you read right now is just a thought on her head as she sits and watches the sky. World knows she did nothing. World knows he is alive. but The stars know they are dead, all three of them, That is a dead star. Have you ever seen one?

PRIORITY

There are a thousand overheard words on social media one of them “Priority”.

This should be co-incidental ,we gotta face these situations in life. I am hear to speak on hard realities and illusionary anecdotes that we create out of emotional urge.

Priority- It must be decisive, You have to choose among things.

Hanging out with friends-different friend groups?

Going for a job-job preference

Chilling out or completing your work

Convinving parents on something ir just losing….

ITS AN AGE OF OPTIONS. We are stuck into small circles of moments and fail to see bigger picture. It’s important that you take a stand Yes! You don’t care if you come out good or bad but you have to be Bold, Choose and Sort things it take a Second to Speak up your choice and Eliminate confusions.

World is full of Doubts,Confusions and Double Standards of People you don’t be one of them and don’t even fall into their trap.

Install a Command-Look into your benefit-Look into the larger cause-Importantly Choose Right even if it’s difficult-Speak for it-And Have Control.

We need to have Priorities

We need to choose things which are important and if you don’t fall into one Check your Standards again.

Life Lesson#1

#ashkap

Yaari(Dialogue)

Yaari—-

Tara ka dil..

Kya hai ye?
Konsi hawa h ye?
Jo kuch kehti jaa rhi h
Mjhe chukar kuch jitta rhi h
Kahi le jaa rhi h

Kyun aye the tum?
Kya karna chahte ho? Kyu?
Khush thi .. Par abh zinda hu

Din raat subah aur shaam
Bs ek naam
Tumhara naam
Pyar h ye?
Nahi
Adat h ye?
Nahi
Bs ho tum aur mai hu yahan

Ye raste kuch keh rhe h
Tumhe mere pass laa rhe h
Bs aaj ho tum yahan aur hamesha rhna

Kahan the tum?
Saamne hokar bhi gayab the tum
Ankhein mila kar bhi nazrein chura rhe the
Vah the tum aur vahin thi mai
Fir dur kyu rhe?
Pass kyu aa rhe ho?
Dur rhna jaan lia tha abh dur jana nhi janti
Hu mai pagal
Hu mai ziddi
Par ye sbh bhi toh tumhara h
Kaha tha maine nahi reh paoge
Aur kaha tha tumne k azma k dekhu
Fir aaj kyu ro rhe ho?
Aaj mjhse dur kyu jaa rhe ho?

Kya keh rhi h ye hawa
Aur ye asmaan
Aur ye rasta
Bs tum ho yahan,
Aur mai hu yahan
Beh rhi hu mai
Beh jaao tum bhi mere sang
Ek baar. Pyar toh kar
Mjhe apna bana kar toh dekh
Zara mjhe apne se laga k toh dekh
Jaan bhi teri aur ye naam bhi tera

Ved pyaar kaisa?

Kya hai ye
Kyu dard ho raha hai?

Kyu gussa aa raha hai
Kyu udaas hu main

Hua kya hai?
Usne kuch bola? Nahi
Kuch baat nahi maanaa?Nahi

Kyu roo raha hu dard me
Akele rehne ka mann kar raha hai
Kyu?

Dard ho raha hai aur sehem gaya hu
Kyu?

Wo kaun hai jo itna dard de raha hai ye bhi nahi pata kyu de raha hai

Par darr lag raha hai
Din hi kharab tha
Bol skta hu
Bahana to chahiye dil k liye

Har choti cheeez ek sath thappad sa lag raha hai
Bahot dard ho raha hai

Pyaar me nafrat kaise aa gayi hai
Wo marna chahta hai?
Wo haath kaatna chahta hai?
Nahiiiiiiiii
Wo tadpana chahta hai
Wo janta hai takleef hoga mujhko

Wo pyaar kaisa fir?
Main to dard seh lunga uske liye
Wo to mujhko dard de raha hai
Main to bahot kamzor hu dil se
Bataya to tha usko
Sab bol diya tha
Kitne sapne dekh liye the

Taaqat nahi hai ki har baat par ladu
Bass pyaar to manga tha
Sab kaha tha pehle bhi
Dar hai mujhme
Tum chale jaoge
Tumhe kuch ho jayega
Tum amaanat ho meri
Tmko hi to sambhalna hai

Aur koi teesra to aya nahi
Khud hi dard de rahe ho?
Khud hi marna hai?
Khud hi to takleef dena hai?
Khud hi jaana hai?

Aur main?
Ab kya karu?
Ab to sab kuch tmhare naam kar diya hai
Dil dimag din raat sapne
Sochne ka tareeka
Pyaar ka tareeka
Khaane ka tareeka

Arey honge tmhare 1-2-3 ya kitne
Sab k sath hua hoga yahi
Sab k saath dekhe honge sapne
Hari aankhon k bache
Thoda lamba bhi nahi hu
Sab k sath ghuma hoga
Sabko pyaar kiya hoga
Sab aise he nikle

Par mera kya?
Mera to sirf tu hai
Kisi ne na kiya itna pyaar na himmat aayi ki pyaar karu Ye himmat sirf tu deta hai
Teri aankhon se zindagi jeene ki aag milti hai
Na ijaazat di karne ki
Na ghuma na sapne dikhaye

Fir bhi ye jaan kar bhi dard de raha hai?
Jo baat dard deti hai wahi bol raha hai

Fir kya kare koi
Anjaan hokar aya tha
Ab apne se zyada ban gaya hai
Pyaar karne laga
Kehta tha pyaar kar
Ab pyaar me pagal kar chuka hai
Kuch dikhta nahi tere siwa
Ab?
Ab tadpa mujhko
Ab ayega wo din jab itna ho jayega
Ki main bolunga jaa raha hu
Fir kehna Wo mujhko chorh gaya

Ek shaksiyat ko apni aadat laga de
Fir sapne dikha de
Fir tadpa de
Dard se jaaan lele
Aaj saanse chal rahi hai to bhi dil me dard ho raha hu
Kehta hai Jaa raha hai
Fir kehta hai Are mat jaa tu
Idhar udhar idhar udhar
Uthaa patak kar raha hai dil ko

Kya Chahta hai?
Koi saccha pyaar karne me bhi darr jaye
Tu shaq karta hai pyaar par mere?
Arey pagal jaaan laga du tujh jaise k liye
Aur chahiye hi kya?
Khud ko shant kar
Thoda to himmat kar
Apnaa le mujhko dil se?
Duniya k bheed se nahi aya hu
Farishta hu teri tanhai ka
Ek baar koshish to kar
Kisi ko to zindagi me rakhle?
Sab se shiqwa hai
Aret naukar bana le par rakh to le?
Bheek mang lunga tere pyaar k liye
Par mera pyaar ko apna to sahi
Kyu shaq karta hai mujhpe?

Duniya ne kya kiya tujhko
Mujhe duniye se nafrat hai
Tu to apna hai
Tujhko ko chupa rakhna hai sabse
Samjhta kyu nahi

Kyu dard deta hai?
Dil le kar khud hi todd raha hai..
Bass dard ho rha hai
Bahot dard ho raha hai