Mumkin Nahi

Main Jindagii phir se jeena chahta huin ,malum hai mumkin nahi....

Thakk chukka main chalte chaltee...sir rakhne ko maa ka seena chahta huin malum hai mumkin nahi ..

Aur bumo ke saay mainn jee rahi nasaal ke liyee...phir ek bar Gandhi sa nagina chahta huin...Malum hai mumkin nahi ...

Aarram parsht ac main baithe/sote navjavaano ke maathe pe mehnat ka pasina chata ahuin ,malum hai mumkin nahi ....

Sallon se padii mulkon ke beech iss darar ko mohbaat ke dhaage se seena chata huin , malum hai mumkin nahi...

Aur paschatya sanskriti main dhalti ballawon main..phir se woh sansaakr,woh saaddgi...woh haseena chata huin, malum hai munkin nahi

Aur Tere des main itni milawat hai saathi ki zahar khaa ke jo maarna chhaau to....malum hai munkin nahi

The Train



“Oh Babuji Babuji….Kahan kho gaye….4 rupayye do Train chalu hone ko hai…oh Babuji”
Haan deta huin deta huin…………..

U never know when the black shadow of past would come running faster than the Mandla express I was traveling, and cover your present…..and fill it with momentary brightness…
Ya brightness is what I meant, you read it correctly.....

I still remember those days…..Those PL’s (Preparation leaves) which we used to get every semester. Please don’t get me wrong I am no topper and I didn’t enjoy the period as it gave me required leave for the preparation of semester exams…I liked and waited for it for some other reasons…..The reason I know would sound weird to you but that’s is it…These PL’s gave me an opportunity to go home with ******* ………..And that eventually translated into an opportunity to spend 15Hrs 30 Mins together…I remb it was December time and cold has gripped the entire North,,,
· 4:00 PM---She leaves Indrapuri
· 4:45---She reaches Bhopal station…
· 4:46---She fights with Autowala for charging Rs 5 extra when compared to the charge she paid for a similar trip she made 7mnths ago….
· 4:48---She checks her weight at the, Dilwali sort of decorated public weighing m/c and readers please don’t take it as a regular and irrelevant act…as this weight slip would be later on compared with the weight slip generated after PL and then a unique formula which even Newton couldn’t create would be applied to calculate the gain in calories……
· 4:50 PM……Argues with Coolie to take her luggage to platform 3 and always ends up carrying it herself as ya u guessed it rite that poor chap wanted some Rs.10 extra…J
· 4:55 PM…………Gosh..4:55 ….she would bump into me with her carry bag 3 times her own size and reducing the work of platform sweeping staff….
· 5:00PM------Mandla Express leaves Bhopal station….

We guys have a weird tendency of trying to behave like the saviors of the girl beside them and would make all possible or I must say all impossible attempts to protect them from the eyes of world.
I remember once I got suspicious about a tea vendor who would come shouting “chaieyyeya chaiyyeeya” every15 mins…..and then had a good fight with him like a stupid …shouting at him that I knew why he is making so many rounds of the compartment and what not….

Train journeys have always been a boring affair for me sans when I am with her either the driver too drove the train fast so that he himself can have a look at my ****** when she gets down at the station or the Newton’s law really makes sesnse..That time flies by when you are with a beautiful lady……

“Vinni”….as I had already told you guys once in my article “Last Call” that my name from her voice always seems special…..
Did you see that movie “Hulk”…..Yucks Oh God No No…This question has always been tougher than all 16Mrks numerical I ever attended in my semester exams? If I say “Yes” then all of a sudden she would feel sleepyJ and want me to recite the story …..If I say No….Then in a typical *******manner…her eyebrows making perfect semiciricles..her tender pinkish lips separating away from each other making a geometrical figure resembling ellipse….and then comes the a shrill loud over sound which sounded somewhat similar to the English word “What?” but 7612738698789798798798 times overexaagerated making me feel that my life is of no use and I should right now jump out of the train…

Actually*******I know it’s a nice movie but actually,,u know. I mean and the she saves me form telling a lie just for me so that I can very well proclaim that “I Never Lie”…

Okis no problem, I will tell you the story….and then like a kindergarten kid I listen to the story which makes no sense to me as a filthy creature. Some gal.. Some queen. They kiss and all…...

and here we are at Jabalpur Station where we will board our next train to Singrauli….

Let me get to you something to eat….******…Wait Vinni wait. I got something for you and like PC Sarkaar (India’s Best magician) she would put her hand in her bag and end up taking out her vanity case….H aha ha haaa ha haa…..Can’t stop laughing…
What what is this I exclaim…?

Oh, No I am sorry. I mean. I got Tiffin for you Vinni and this times she takes out the Tiffin and here for the first time I confess that I lied to her I deliberately dropped my purse on the dirty platform and would pick it up with my hand….

Oh no Vinni are you mad..you get your hand dirty….No probs ******I will wash it and come…No don’t go anywhere…she always feared that I would miss the train..Kiddo she was…..No don’t go Vinni…I will feed you by my hand…..

Yes! I won again…

We board the Dwarka express and sat their chatting on the side lower, I recollecting all my PJ’s and also all I read from various PJ sites just to impress her……my chest swelling up my sense of humor coz I had lit up the Train journey of the sweetest girl on earth with laughter which in turn I did for my selfish reasons…coz I still remb her beautiful face when she laughed at my PJ’s..Her stomach aching. Her nose running and she trying to wipe it with her small hanky….

Its time to sleep vinni……Ya you go ******I will sit for few minutes then will sleep…Okis Gdnight and she goes to sleep.

And then after few minutes I too go to sleep…All of a sudden I wake up in the night at abt 2:00AM…reason being that I had this weird feeling of being completely naked as the cold was so chillin and alash I had no quilt or cover with me…..

I don’t know c called it telepathy but I could never understand how she would always know when I am in trouble…

Vinni..whats up why are you awake, Is everything alright? Ya ********sab fine..U sleep but she figured out that I am in trouble and jumps out of her berth searching for her sleepers in the dark…Vinni what happened. You are shivering like hell? where’s your Quilt? Are you alright?

I got no quilt *******and as I guessed an over exaggerated What followed by she covering me with her quilt…..and then she starts rubbing her hand on my legs ..and then my hands…and I sit there like a small kid who is lying on a hospital bed,,,,he has no idea but enjoys all the attention/care. She told me that her mom said it makes the body hot….

I believe that the girls/woman might seem to be kidish, innocent, immature….to you but when time comes and when you need them they can turn the entire world around to safeguard their companion…..and I was witnessing the same….

The train stops at Katni station…..at about 03:00AM…the station all silent and dark…with no living creatures around
She steps out to the platform alone and gets a chaiwala form God knows where…and then offers me tea….so that I can get to normal….Slowly I regain my normal state and then she offers her own cup of tea…..

I am fine *******now you go and sleep….yet another over exaggerated What? And you..you don’t have a quilt…how would you sleep?

I would manage ********..No

Don’t argue..and go to sleep..i had my nap and don’t feel like sleeping..i knew my argument would be brutally over-ruled...i don’t remb but I went to sleep and when I got I saw her sitting there itself rubbing my legs with her hand……………

Decemebr 17th 2007….I am on my way home..Today,also my quilt is missing…..
Rubbing my hands together…..

Just had my tea…ya you gueseed it right two cups..both mine…..

Yeah lo bhaiyaa…..4 Rupaayee..Maaf karna koi yaad aa gayaa thaaa……..

The Train starts to move…and so the Time taking me away from her…………..the only difference being that the train would one day return back but time would never…………….and nor will she….

Let’s Kill Mr. X

I am no social activist....and nor do I aim at starting any revolution but still. I am restless...I am restless because there's something which has been troubling me for long time...And ya..i am so weak that I can do nothing but write an Article about it..... I dare to surf thru the news channels now days which are overflowing with the news of atrocities on women. Our mother/sister/wife/friend. … …………

Ø Mr. X slaughtered the neck of her daughter because a bloody sadhu told him to do so and he will be blessed with a guy……………….

Ø Mt X threw a 22 yeas old young woman from the balcony of his room because she didn’t bring the required Dowry…….

Ø Mr. X threw away his wife and children for another woman on a cold winter night…

Ø Mr. X from an esteemed IT company treated his wife like a slave…….

Ø Mr. X’s relatives burnt alive a lady in a remote village of MP as “Sati”

Ø Mr. X threw Acid on a college girl whose only sin was that she and turned down the acts of a hooligan…

Ø Mr. X and his parents cheated the girl by faking the information about him being the manager of a hotel…….. More than 19 Indian women are killed for dowry everyday, 50 are raped and 480 subjected to molestation and abduction 45 per cent of Indian women are slapped, kicked or beaten by their spouses with India also having the highest rate of violence against women during their pregnancies – Nearly 50 per cent women were kicked while expecting babies with nearly 74.8 per cent attempting to commit suicide.

This ain’t an article written to pity on the plight or show pseudo-concerns by making faces....Neither do I aim another RDB……..the only thing which troubles me is Why? Why is it that in the land of Rani Lakshmi Bai,Sarojini Naidu,Kalpna Chawla....the plight of woman is so -----------------……..I seriously have now words…………..or may b I don’t want use it… Is there any way that we can help them (woman) who help us shape our future? I write this article asking the same question to all you readers????????

The first thing which comes to our mind is illiteracy but no it can’t be because stats show that even woman of elite families become victims of such violence. Two things which come to my mind is

Ø Degrading outlook of our society or “Soch(Hindi)”…...we need to sow again the seeds of “Sanskaar” into the youth of today. ..i know it’s a heavy word and you all will say that me gonne “”nuts but we need to inculcate The sanskaar with which all of us were born. …somehow I feel that the problem is at the grass root level….Who is this Mr. X?….This Mr. X was once the son of his mother. he was the brother of a sister…………and How come he got transformed into a monster. a menace to the society…? We nee to get back to the roots and make sure that our brothers/son/friends don’t turn out to be another Mr. XWe need to make sure that the well deserved respect for the woman is again inculcated into the youth of today.

Ø I am sorry but I got to say that the second problem is with you all ladies out there…You silence is eating away your low sisters/mothers/wives/.It’s high time now when you/we have to come together and register our support to these victims and raise our voice against such menaces of the society. Its no longer a problem of Sunita,Geeta or Rakhi……………Its your problem. its the problem of the society at large…………..Its the problem of my/your/our siters……….. And believe me you don’t require the support of anyone….

I know we as an individual can’t take care of the entire country but we can very well look after our district/city/state and imagine if each one of us does so the Land of Mahatma would again be a safe world four our Sisters. So, next time you see on Ajjtak/Star news. Any damn channel or hear or read about any atrocities on any woman……..spare a second.

Give a thought..

Ø Can you do anything for the victim?

Ø Can you make sure that Mr. X is put behind the bars?

Ø If the incident is in your city Can you gat in touch with any NGO to highlight the issue and ensure that justice prevails?

Ø Can you provide any monetary help to the victim?

Ø Can you and your fellow employees form a group ensuring the safety of woman in your society/district/city…?

Guys, there are so much that one can do…what we need to just give a thought……. Let’s get together and KILL Mr. X Who knows if we don’t curb this epidemic now our Mothers/sisters/wives may meet Mr. X some day…………………..

Jawahar Lal Nehru once saidYou can tell the condition of a nation by looking at the status of its women. Going by him the condition of our nation is ------------- ….as I say I seriously have no words or probably don’t want use any………