Merci

Tired.

Do listen if you are sick of the songs you've been listening to lately and want some different dope. And if you are young and free.  1. Pukaarta Chala Hun Main   Ye dillagi ye shokhiya salam ki, Yahi to baat ho rahi hai kaam ki Koi to mood ke dekh lega is taraf, Koi nazar to hogi mere naam ki.. 2. Jawaaniya ye mast mast bin piye.. Na jaane in mein kiske vaaste hun main, Na jaane is mein kaun hain mere liye..

How do you let go of something you love?  You cannot. 

1. Biting snowflakes    A warm smiling face-    home. ******************************************************* 2. Love     longing for unison-     wasted time.

A secret that I hold close to my heart, Lifts itself wishes to depart. Brightens the world, the universe grins. Have you, yet heard, the whispers of the wind? Merci.

Kehne ko toh dusron par hasti hain duniya, hum toh khud hi par haskar khush hain. Dosh isme nahi hain humara, humse dilchasp aur hain bhi koi kahaan? Merci.

A white daisy, bloomed in joy but, questioned its existence on a far lone land. It danced with the winds and sang in the sun, but didn't know how its journey began. And, it spent its days in deep wonder until the sky changed in colour soon. A deep rumble, a loud thunder, the heavens parted and down came the moon. And tiny droplets of little joys, embraced its petals with a gentle might. Questions were dissolved into the downpour, for the daisy could now see the creator in sight!!

Utre the maidaan mein, khelne duniya ke khel, magar dastoor samajh na paye. Aur badal bhi naa sake taur-tareekien toh kya? Phir,unhi ke niyamon se unhe hara diya! Merci.

Like a season, I knew myself. Until, the winds changed, And I did not know anymore... Merci.

Of this and that, right or wrong, true and false, weak or strong. Of being definite or having doubts. I have come a long way, and all the lines have blurred.... -Merci.

Aaj ka din bhi ajeeb tha, har din kuch kam nahi. aaj ka din bhi haseen tha, har pal mein ye dum nahi. aaj fir uthe thake hue se, karwat badal kar sahas liya.. aaj fir aisa pal mila, ki ruh ne fir hosla liya. kaam-kacheri mein aise ulajh gaye, bhool gaye duniya ki baatien. kuch kar dikhane ki koshish mein, beet gaye saikdo, din aur raatien. aur dophar jab ho gayi thi aadhi, tab aa gayi tumhari yaad. kaam ke tanaav se hat gaya mann, bas aa gayi tumhari yaad. kuch pal yu sapnon mein bitaye, fir aage, kuch soch na paye. Din dhala, chal pade, bheed mein kuch masti hain jaisi, Tanhai mein chandni,bacho mein saadgi. Zindagi toh khoobsurat hain aisi. Dhoond rahe the moti aur heere. Dekha sab toh hain yahi. Aaj ka din bhi ajeeb tha, har din kuch kam nahi. -Ayesha

I have realized that no matter what your dreams are and how you achieve them it is important to have the right kind of people around you. People who love you and whom you love back.

You know what sometimes pisses you off? On how certain people have a golden spoon in their mouth and are hand-held to all the fancy things that life could give one, with such ease. Sometimes you get a wake up call. On other days, you conveniently doze off in the reality of your existence. Until, something strikes you or hits you in the face and you sense a certain pang that throbs in your chest like a knot. Jealousy. You feel, why so easy for someone else. Why not for me? On most cases this feeling is pointless. It adds to no productive value in your life. But it is worth observing. On how a certain X gets to live away from home, study in great places and find the love of his/her life, while you slog away dreaming for everything you ever wanted in one tiny portion of the world. Now something worth observing even more, would be, while you feel this way, there is someone else who is looking at you and wondering how does this person(you) have it all. So, life is relative...

What do you prefer? Sunsets or Sunrise? I prefer sunrises. Though I can never wake up on time to see them. Yet, I prefer sunrises. You know what's the problem with sunsets? They can be enjoyed only when the sun is very far far away from you . Okay, you may laugh at that line now. The sun is many light years away from us anyway, right? But what I mean here is the horizon is far away from you. For example if you sat by the sea and watched the sun set, you could only enjoy it when it starts to dip and before that all you did was get burnt by the rays relentlessly falling on your face. But when you're sitting on a hill the horizon seems further away and the sunset can be enjoyed more. Or maybe on a fort. Which reminds me how I want to go to Udaipur and watch a sunset from atop a palace. This also brings me to a fact that ever since my last trip I haven't had a craving or need to travel anywhere else. It was more or less like Nirvana. I have recently started on a new vent...

While Buzz feed or several other websites tell you the 10 habits of highly influential people or the 10 reasons you should go travelling alone or 10 signs she's just not into you, I have a personal list ready to be thrown out in the universe as well. 10 things I absolutely adore! 1. I love wearing floaters . Yes, that footwear. Ballerinas hurt your toes, heels kill your back, sport shoes suffocate the life out of your foot, slippers provide no protection and not to forget foot ache (due to it's thin sole and the reaction of the hard earth's surface getting to you) . But floaters. Floaters are perfect. With comfortable sole and your feet spread out just like mother nature had designed them to be, this is one hell of a footwear. I find Zen in it. *Heaven* Floaters  2. Trimmed nails . Yes. It's a weird fixation that I have. But I absolutely hate it when my nails grow beyond my finger's natural length . It irritates me to no end as they will chip at any pla...

Blood flows through the veins With an unmatched rhythm. Just like the traveller who knows not where he goes. With a deep sense of madness, he kills the time that flows.  His trail is chaotic. So is his head.  His life pumps in and out, in an indecisive stead. Thoughts flow through the brain, With an unmatched rhythm. Just like the brown earth, with thousands thumping on its crown. The lyre of existence plays.The sound of music never drowns. Golden eyes peep from above. They sleep, an illusion they dream. Illusions are realities though. A silence is a din, a whisper - a scream.  Love flows through the heart, With an unmatched rhythm. It flows like- Oh, wait. It has no rule. It is the beginning of anarchy. It is the enlightening of the fool. I could do with some sense. Conquer the world while I get. Yet I sit by the window and wait for you instead.

I love Gtalk. I still haven't upgraded it to Hangouts on my PC (can't do much on Android phones though). Recently, one of my dearest friends updated her Gtalk status. It was a few lines from Harivansh Rai Bachchan's poem. I fell in love with them. And was also reminded that I haven't written one in a long time. Anyway, I just wanted to share it on this post. They are lovely. I can share the English version with you, but that's injustice to art. Watch out for the first paragraph (and the others as well ;-) ) जो बीत गई सो बात गई  जीवन में एक सितारा था माना वह बेहद प्यारा था वह डूब गया तो डूब गया अंबर के आंगन को देखो कितने इसके तारे टूटे कितने इसके प्यारे छूटे जो छूट गए फ़िर कहाँ मिले पर बोलो टूटे तारों पर कब अंबर शोक मनाता है जो बीत गई सो बात गई जीवन में वह था एक कुसुम थे उस पर नित्य निछावर तुम वह सूख गया तो सूख गया मधुबन की छाती को देखो सूखी कितनी इसकी कलियाँ मुरझाईं कितनी वल्लरियाँ जो मुरझाईं फ़िर कहाँ खिलीं ...

Recently, I struck an important point off my bucket list. I visited the mystical lands of Leh-Ladakh which encompasses the north-most part of India. Off late this place has become a hot tourist destination. So much, that probably it is very fashionable to visit Ladakh these days. Or maybe, not. I would like to share my experience with everyone so that they know what to expect and most importantly, what not to expect out of this place. We had an 8 day trip to Leh. We met many people on our way, forged new friendships and enjoyed our time there.We visited Leh in the end of May which is probably the beginning of summer( in other words: start of the peak season) in that place. Having said this, the weather was not very warm over there. Temperatures stayed low and you required your thermals, jackets et all. The sun rays beat down on us during the day. The open skies and elevated heights did not help much either. We witnessed a contrasting play of nature at work as the cold ...

April is a funny name for a girl. Isn't it? Yet, I remember a movie in which the protagonist was named April. Or was it a book? April is the most positive month  this year. Or so, I have declared. But May will be even better. And so on and so forth. This is mainly because things have changed and the dice has been rolled. ********* I have finally finished a course at Coursera and I feel so proud about it. Two months- all lectures, all assignments. Happy ! :D I'm soon off to taking up another course which is so darn interesting. I have to mention Dr. Charles Severance from University of Michigan is awesome. I think I'm gonna join twitter and leave a message for him. I will be off to Ladakh soon. Because nothing like the mountains right? Plus, its been a long pending dream. I was reading an article about how you can change your own life and make it awesome. They say you should remove toxic thoughts, toxic relationships and toxic people from your life. I feel I simpl...

There is a question. Very simple one. How to feel okay when you know everything you wanted is falling apart? Where is the rest? The escape?  The break point of this infinite limbo. I never knew love could destroy you. But it did. And now I wonder, where did I start? What did I do to put myself in such a situation? Trying to learn from someone who does not understand you. What's the meaning ? Why inflict pain upon those close to you? And feel guilty later. Why write such posts when you can sleep. Chicken soup for the pain inflicted soul.

I lack courage. I am cowardly. Stupid. And, I think I am wasting most of my life like this. ********* I had written that line almost three days ago. If you knew a girl's mind, you'd know that I am not in that frame of mind anymore. It's getting difficult to blog these days. Nothing is giving me inspiration. Except for a momentary burst of Art here and there. If it weren't for Art I don't know how we human beings would survive. Songs, poems, movies, verses..  I rather be a a Rockstar who sang only three legendary songs than an engineer who spent his/her life coding. Or a poet who wrote that one outstanding poem. Only one.  But then, art is always for the self. So I think I am writing through my blog anyway. And maybe, it is helpful somewhere.  When I sit back to reflect, I think life is awesome only. It's funny how we waste all days in resisting. All energy.  I cannot sit still. My mind keeps wandering. I have to be on my feet. I think mos...

On this day , exactly one year ago, I started my blog - Merci. It has a bit of history as I have been writing ever since childhood. Only in a dispersed sort of way. In notebooks mostly. As a child I had a diary which had a collection of poems I wrote or phrases I liked. I also had another notebook where I'd pen down lines  written/ said by famous people. Lines i particularly loved.  Id like to believe those were my first blogs. Only, they were not virtual. But I like to think of the effort I took with pride and also there is another kind of charm to the written word.  As the internet culture grew we had Facebook and several social media platforms. Blogging or micro blogging- common terms. I continued writing posts on Facebook notes as I was, what you could call, not very pro-blog maintenance. I saw several people pour their hearts out or write regularly. I could never do it. So yeah, I stayed away from blogs for almost 7 years! I started one and randomly posted poems wri...

Finally 2015 is here with all gung-ho and fervor. New years are so lucky. They always receive so much attention and adulation. All this, without even knowing what it has in store for us. Great luck I must say. A year ago, on 22nd of January, I started my blog. So yeah, anniversary is approaching. I need ideas on how to celebrate it (on this blog obviously). If anyone has any thing in their mind, please share. Today as I write this post I don't feel very inspired. I almost had a thought there, for how long am I going to maintain this blog? Someone recently asked me, why do I write? And if I do, why do I share it? I write because I find it soothing, maybe. And I don't mind sharing it with people. If they read it and found something useful or enjoyed it or took away something from it or added something back to me, there would be no harm right? I didn't understand the question at all. Mainly because the variables of my life rejected it. It was silly and I let it go. Peop...