मेरे लिए तो कतई नहीं
औरों के लिए तो जरा भी नहीं
जो भी मैंने कही।
हमने पूजा है
एक-दूसरे की प्रतिमा को
जो हमने एक-दूसरे की तराशी है।
दिया है रंग एक-दूसरे के किये को
हमने नहीं की
हमारे छवियों ने की बातें,
देव साकार थे, प्राणहीन थे
The image of yours hints your possibility to be good or bad for
someone, to be fit or unfit in a situation, and to be capable or incapable for
doing something. A habitual smacker has less possibility of turning out a good
husband for a girl. An illiterate is not fit for clerical work environment and,
a bankrupt is not capable of lending loan from a bank to start a new business.
Of course, exception exists in the world you live in but exception is not the
rule for everyone to rely on. In contrast, you carry your image as a good
person you can marry easily. People finds you wise, they come to you for advice
similarly your belongings give impression you are wealthy person, agents of a
bank will keep offering you for opening account and other banking services. So,
the image is impression you leave over person or group you interact with. It
spread out mouth to mouth, ear to ear and through many other medium.
Do you face ignorance in immediate relationship, get your financial proposal declined by financial Institution, Your friend and colleague try to escape you or your relatives feel trouble to invite you in any family function. If it is so, you need to analyze your image carefully within context. Believe as you start analyzing and makeover your image accordingly, you will see uplifting miracle gradually in every aspect of your life.
Clouds are hoovering over here and there. I guess it would rain. I say Siya not to go outside without an umbrella otherwise she would wet badly. She smiles and tells when she was child she would afloat boats made of papers on stream of heavy rain. she would like to afloat boats again on stream if she were once again a child. I know how crazy she was and what does it mean for being a child once again. Her childhood and what she has lost, i can gift them back neither. Even rain of time fails to sweep her bad memories away. She let the umbrella remain hanging on wall and goes out.
अंधेरे कमरों से खुद को बाहर पाए लोग
सूरज को सहसा पा अचकचाए लोग
भीड़ में अपने अजनबीपन पे घबराए लोग
अपने आगे दुनिया को पा गड़बड़ाए लोग
दौड़ पड़ते हैं-
अपने फूले हाथ-पांव को कांधे पे संभालते
खुद पे झुंझलाते, मुंह से कोरस निकालते
दूर दूर
असहज करते हर दर्पण से दूर
बदहवास दौड़ते रक्त से बेहाल नब्ज को थामने।
कब्र के अंधेरे रास आते हैं
हम कहें कमाल मगर
ढूंढने पे आएं
मौत में भी जिन्दगी है
हम रोज ऐसे कब्रिस्तान से गुजरते हैं।
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