Bounce back

There is a pit, a very deep and dark pit. You are falling into it and no one knows what’s at the bottom or even if there is a bottom or an end to it. Anyway, let us for now assume there is a bottom. You will now ask me what is it? Is it something that’s gonna hold you back or is it bouncy?

What I believe is you decide about the bottom, you decide what’s it made of. Is it something that’s gonna hold you back or is it something that’s gonna bounce you back? Your mindset and beliefs decide the substance of the pit.

A person might see something as a failure and someone else might see the same thing as a challenge or as a lesson or maybe even as a phase. I have been listening to an entrepreneur and he heavily focuses on mindset and then I tried rectifying the things I’ve been doing wrong (a lot of them) and in the end, it all comes to how you perceive things.

And how you percieve things and how you react shapes your life. Also, your background, schooling, friends will play a large role but once you realize you need corrections then things kind of get on the track. I am slowly realizing that I’ve had a wrong lens. I’ve seen life largely through my prior experiences which also lead me to form pre-concieved notions.

Anyway, I am trying to change the mindset. It will take time but I will try and be persistent.

 

Hope Umeed

Umeed mere doston kuch aisi hai ki jaise raat ke andhere mai ek badi deewar aur usme ek khidki.

Main aur shayad aap bebas us deewar ke saamne khade hai. Na main aapko jaanta hun na aap mujhe jaante hai toh aakhir yeh majra kya hai?

Ab raat ke andhere mai deewar ke saamne khade toh hai, khidki ki taraf ek aas lagaye hue. Ki kya pata koi isme aaye. Kya pata koi aisa ho jisko neend nahi aati aur woh tanhai ko kam karne ke liye raat ke andhere aur chamkeele aasman ka shara leta/leti hai?

Toh aage hona kuch nahi bas yuhi hai ki shayad us khidki main aaj ki raat hi koi aaye ya shayad kal ya kuch aur lambe waqt ke baad.

Lekin fhir aap mujhe dekhte ho aur main aapko, hum sochte hai aage badhne ki. Nayi deewar aur nayi khidki dhund ne ki. Shayad aap dusri disha mai jaate hai aur main doosri.

Umeed mere doston kuch aisi hai ki jaise raat ke andhere mai ek badi deewar aur usme ek khidki

Toh bas aap apni umeed banaye rakhe, main apni banaye rakhne ki koshish karunga

P.S. Aur haan zaroori nahi ki umeed koi insaan hi ho. Umeed to bahut si cheezo main hoti hai.


Aap log batae, kya hai aapki niji zindagi main jo aapko aage badhne aur acha karne ki umeed deta hai

For everyone

Explanation in English is below

Ek din? Do din? Chaar din?
Phir kya hai bhool jaana hai.

Hamari Ammi ek kahawat aksar kaha karti hai:
Aaj maro kal doosra din

Yeh sunne ko jab milta jab kisi ka inteqaal hojata. Log janaze main aate, murde ko dafan karte, khana khate aur chale jaate. Agla din thoda dheeme chalta par teesre din tak sab apne apne raaste.

English:

If I were to sum things up that I’ve written above then it would be:

You will be forgotten, sooner than you think.

Now, I know that won’t be the case with everyone but then again this would be the case with most of us.

 

 

Crocin

If today was like yesterday then I’d have slept already. But then I would be waking up around 3:30am with high fever. I’d get myself up and check my temperature which would definitely be over 102.

I’d then proceed to have a bite and then pop a tablet of Crocin. The next hour would then be all about trying to sleep and getting rid of the terrible headache.

Today, I checked my temperature before going to bed and popped a Crocin. Hoping that I would sleep peacefully.

Guess what? I’ve been trying but can’t get myself to sleep. Also, I don’t wish to wake up at 3:30 am with you know what.

How are you guys and girls holding up? Also,I’ll try again.

Hey there!

I know for a fact that people who would really visit the blog won’t remember me or my writing anymore. To be very honest, my skills of conjuring things up has declined.

I have had no motivation to do things that I once liked or loved to do but hey I am trying to sort things out. This is where I am calling out to you again. If you have been on the blog before then do say HELLO and if this is the first time then please say HELLO, because I love talking.

I am promising myself to write something at least twice a week and then increasing the frequency eventually. Do share your best post so I can get myself up to speed as well.

No kidding, I was gonna write Best and then Jafar in the end. This is because I do that with emails. Gotta draw a line now.

Good day!

Yawn and work

Garmi ki woh bhari dophar thi aur adha daftar neend mai jhuum raha tha. Wednesday ka din matlab Monday abhi gaya tha aur Friday mai kuch waqt tha.

Hath phelate hue usne angdai (yawned) li aur jaakar table par baith gaya…phone uthaya aur number laga kar bola, ‘Can I talk to Mr. Rahul please?’

 

 

 

 

Mez (Table)

Chote se kamre main kone ko ek mez rakhi hui thi. Raat ka waqt tha toh andhera laazmi tha. Us kone wali mez par ek lamp rakha tha. Us lamp ki roshni se mez par ralji kitaabe dikhi aur baaki samaan bhi. Woh kamre main ghusa aur dekha ki kamra thanda sa tha lekin pankha band tha. Mez par pahucha toh dekha khidki khul thi, neeche ek sunsaan gali thi jisme do kutte bhaunk rahe the.

Mez par kuch 6-7 kitaabe, 2 diary aur kuch lifafe padhe the. Ek diary uthai toh usme se ek syahi wali kalam giti. Lamp lekar usne kalam uthai aur wapis diary main rakhne laga. Ek pan-na khola toh us par kuch likha tha. Paas rakhi kursi kheechte hue usne diary ko tawaj-jo (importance) se padhna shru kiya….

Diary main likha tha, “Chote se kamre main kone ko ek mez rakhi hui thi…….”

-Jafar Rehman

Lean back

You are sitting on the chair in your office questioning your existence and choices you’ve made. Little decisions that shape up your life and you realize that while trying to make things perfect you are only getting far from it. Anyway, that’s not what I intend to write today. See this is not me telling you about my job or life or if I hate it not. It is not that.

Before I take a random turn and start talking about something else, let me tell you what made me write this. I plugged in my headphones and opened Wynk app and put the music on shuffle. Then with a deep breathe I leaned back and stared upwards and closed my eyes (I did that again). Then following my habit, I looked around at my beloved colleagues some nah almost all of them busy staring at the screens which would have excel, word or LinkedIn open. And then I look at myself doing the same thing, losing that sense of freedom and burying myself in the work.

To be honest, I love working and achieving things and being busy has its own benefits. What bothers me at times is the fact that I am letting my other side go too far. You must wonder what is this other side I am talking about. I shall tell you on some fine day.

Until next time. I hope you will look forward to the next post.

Chupke se

Chupke se aati
Hai yeh yaad teri
Bhare dine main
Kahi jheeri se
Aakar sama jaati hai

Chukpe se aati
Hai yeh yaad teri
Mez par baithe
Kaam karte waqt

Chukpe se aati
Hai yeh yaad teri
Khana khate waqt

 

Raat ke andhere mai

Is raat ke
Andhere main
Aao tum kabhi
Chand ki roshni
Ke neeche
Saath baithkar
Baat karenge
Chai ke piyale
Ki tarah sab
Bikher denge
Woh chupe raaz
Aur saare darr
Is raat ke
Andhere main
Aao tum kabhi