आने वाले कल की परिकल्पना

 सोच समझकर  चिंतन  किया मैंने  उजाले  में ,
 क्या  होगी मेरे देश की सूरत आने वाले सालो में ,
  
कल भी तारे यूँ ही होंगे ,चाँद की चमक भी काम न होगी ,
पर क्या होगा  जब इनकी बातें करने वाले न इंसान  होंगे । 

खुशियाँ  भी अपार होंगी आने वाले सालों में ,
पर क्या होगा जब उन्हें बाँटने को हमारे आपने ही न साथ होंगे ,

खुशियां  है तो गम भी  ज़ाहिर हज़ार   होंगे  ,
पर क्या होगा जब गम सिर्फ एक तक सिमट जायेंगे । 

दोस्ती ,भाईचारे और प्यार जैसे  शब्द,महज़  किताबो तक सिमट जायेंगे
आगे बढ़ने की लालच में हम अपनों की ही  बलि चढ़ाएंगे। 
आने वाले समय में प्यार परिवार मित्र सारे शब्द ,
बेमतलब  और  तर्कहीन  रह जायेंगे। 

भीड़ में अपनी  पहचान के चेहरे भी हज़ार  होंगे 
पर क्या होगा जब अपने पहचान के ही  चेहरे हमसे ही अनजान होंगे। 

खुद भी होंगे ,ईश्वर भी होंगे, लेकिन ये महज़ नाम होंगे
खुद को खुदा माने ईश्वर बन बैठे इंसान होंगे। 

राहते  और भी होंगी वस्ल की राहतों के सिवा 
वक़्त और इंसान से बढे उनके हालत होंगे। 

संघर्ष  आज भी है। संघर्ष कल  भी रहंगे ,सदा  हमेशा वही हालत होंगे।
मनुष्य तो होंगे पर मुर्दा उनमे  जज़्बात होंगे।

आने वाले समय में ,हमारी सारी मौज मस्ती जंजीरो की लांबई तक ही सिमट जायगे ,
ज़िन्दगी जीनी  भी हमें महज़ रस्म अदायगी नज़र आएगी। 

डरता नहीं हूँ मैं आने वाले अँध्यारे से ,वक़्त तो आता- जाता हैं 
बस ,इल्म इस बात है है की ,आने वाले वक़्त में 
मूल्यों ,जज़्बातों और भावनाओं से परे 
मनुष्य रूपी  हर तरफ कंकाल होंगे। 

                                                               विशाल रंजन 

 

      

‘IN DEATH THERE IS PEACE, THERE IS ONLY FEAR IN THE TERROR OF DEATH’

               

           

A very famous dialogue of movie ANAND hits my mind whenever I think of this incident.

Babu Mushoy, zindagi aur maut upar waale ke haath hai ... usse na toh aap badal sakte hai na main ... hum sab to rangmanch ki kathputliyan hai jinki dor upar waale ki ungliyon mein bandhi hai.kab kiski dor kategi koi nahi jaanta.

Shakespeare say’s world’s a stage and we are merely players .people have their entrances and exits. This eye opener incident have taken place some day’s back changing many lives and many people. Which includes me as well. Things were running very well and we all were very happy .happiness was at its peak until the uncertain thing happened. Actually that’s how life goes on .it screws you down when you thing everything is alright.life is indeed unpredictable and it’s true that it would take sudden unexpected turn

This happened on a very fine day. When I was back from school with a full day of fun and enjoyment. I was about to take my afternoon meal when my phone ranged .it was vibhor calling me.He is a man of true sense and reality .he lives on his terms and conditions that makes him to trust in seconds when you meet him. He said “vishal, reach ankit’s house with maximum people with you, he may have been troubled”. I was terrified hearing this because ankit’s a real charm, a packaged bomb of happiness who explodes with laughter inspite of having the biggest pain in his heart which makes him exceptionally  the strongest among us emotionally. It’s easy to laugh when everything is alright but very difficult to laugh and make others do so when nothing is by our side and he has that quality which is a remarkable feature of him and it makes him exceptional. For a moment I checked of possibilities taking place with him, I thought he may have slipped because it was raining for many days but keeping this facts aside I rushed to his house with my brother because I couldn’t find anyone to accompany with me.For me my brother is the person who I would like to accompany with me in hell because with him I would enjoy that as well. I reached his house and heard the mourning voices of lost hope and endless pain in form of tears and cry. I reached ankit’s room and found him along with his brother and mother with his dad lying in the silence of death. Death is very certain and quick I knew this but never saw it .it was happening in front of me .I was just shocked and numb. Tears rolled my eyes and I moved out of room and called vibhor and others because I was feeling very weak to handle it alone. When a calamity strikes you it turns down your normal senses so that emotions are held in check. Perhaps that’s what happened with me .vibhor came  5 minutes later, he too was the same way I felt .we began calling others .we did not know whom to call what to do. We called all our friends and all were there in a short duration. All present there were numb and none had anything to say or speak .Ankit’s dad was suffering for cancer and I call cancer –the emperor of all melodies .it takes you in its melody and you get lost no soon you hear it’s melodies.it traps you with its peace and you get lost with its endless suffering of melodies. The suffering his dad had was endless. With death at least there is an end. Here the suffering was survival and this fight of survival was a war everyday .this is easy to say being on the other side but from ankit’s point .they had faith in god and they hoped that everything going to be alright.he tells me of once incident when his dad moved his palm and her mother was overjoyed and was certain that everything will be fine. That’s how we humans are we live on hope. For us hope is a big thing. Hope is very strange and powerful thing, it can turn miracles but for at that moment .hope was murdered. I could see his mother saying and enchanting the names of god’s she believed in to bring back her beloved husband and father of her kids. The sound of a grown up person crying is the loneliest and saddest sounds I have ever heard. She was enchanting the names god which made me think of a Russian proverb which says “bogu molis’ a dobra uma derzhis” that is pray to god but hold into your good mind. His relatives were residents in other cities hence we did the proceedings with other people.in a moment of acid test, ankit’s elder brother anup bhaiya’s strength marked a strong influence on me .that’s how things go on. People must curb their sorrow and continue with their efforts and roles to play however unhappy they may be. Ankit’s decision of calling us shows the trust he had in friendship of ours. Sometimes decisions that are taken in the nick of moment are the ones that have the power to affect a whole train of events that follows. He needed an anchor, a strong anchor whom he can trust blindly, someone who will lead him and be there for him and never let him down .for him the anchor was us, his friend’s .that day friendship meant a different meaning to me .it’s not only enjoying happiness, it’s too about sharing grief and being part in both equally. When pain is at its peak, silent faces make noise and this ends the era of silence and hope for the new beginning arises.

The world is indeed a better place when there is love, friendship, acceptance and hope .powered by these you can indeed overcome anything including destiny and fate. I hope, our friendship lives forever and everyday it comes up with differing meaning to make it worth calling a relationship of two bodies with one soul.

       

i like how it feels

                                                               I like how it feels

Just imagine, given among the characters you know on TV .what would you choose .off course one will choose himself to be hero. I have never found a single man saying I want to be GABBAR SINGH or JOKER OF BATMAN or MOGAMBO.Everybody wants to be hero .when kids offered the same the tell choota bheem or jerry in their choices .I have never heard a single kid saying I want to be kalia or some other evil. It’s like how we have been taught to grow up. We never accept odds.be it gay marriages, or men’s having women’s profession like hair stylist, makeup man but that’s not what my story is all about. It’s about a search that began from worst mythical villain but turned me to the best hero in life.

Suppose you are acting a play based on ramayan.what would you love to do.no guess every single choice I asked I found it to be LORD RAM, LAKSHMAN or HANUMAN …

The story is of the time when I was in class 9 and was very associated with my music teacher because I was good in acting and a bit in dance as well .Also I used to help her out. She too had private dance classes where she would teach. She was offered to play acts at a puja pandal at sonari on the eve of first day of durga puja accompanied by huge masses and guests. I got a call from her to meet her at her at dance classes in kalpanapuri.i rushed back to meet her and there she threw the head banger .she told me play the role of RAVANA in a play to be done at sonari .I was shocked. I thought for a while that really do I look so bad that she has offered me RAVANA.i was like really, mam has offered me ravana’s role  at least she must have given me hanuman. I at least deserved it.i thought to put it down and let’s not do it.Then I thought let’s give a try let it come what it comes to me.i felt that what my friends and family will think and how could I say to my friends . Hey bro, I am playing ravana at a fest. I was feeling pissed.Then I went to the institute which was full of all trained people who were mastered in their job. I was told my job and character .i kept doing it many times but couldn’t impress the people who were present there. I was also not doing with comfort zone because it was my first day .then mam told that tomorrow, I‘ll be judged on my performance and if I don’t do it accordingly I’ll be replaced. I felt insecurity .yes I really did. Once you have a thing and next moment you are told that the thing may not be yours then you’ll feel the same as I did. I was afraid that my role would be taken away. I came back from practice and was at home watching SWADES, a movie I love a lot .there I found a scene depicting Ramayana scene and I found the same song in the movie is the one I am acting on. I just downloaded the song and began practicing it.next day I gave my best short and was applauded .till then I was practicing alone after then I was told to come for group practice there I found that the girl playing sita is remarkable beautiful .again I felt that what role have I chosen actually I am given .At that moment I began hating ram, a junior kid playing the role of him gets sita so easily. But I was happy with the role I had at least it took a lot pain to get it .i was enjoying the moment .The place of HANUMAN was still empty so I suggested my friend ASHUTOSH’s name, actually he is mam’s son. She agreed but when he got to know this that I was the one to get him hanuman’ role .I was covered with slang's and he told me “aaj tune mere punch me aag lageyee hai Vishal, teri lanka toh main jalakar rahunga beta”.

It was ironical that mythological enemies are real life best friend’s .ravana and hanuman were best buddies real life. The final show was at sonari .i went to the stage and saw thousands of faces, I have seen a lot of this before but this was something different .it was something for real and many political guests which is common in durga puja. The best thing I found against all odds was costume that I was offered .i was given weapons and many accessories which were just so cool.Mukut was heavy but it was just awesome. The best of them was talwar .it was heavy,  attractive though blunt but I felt like putting it inside ram for stealing sita but I thought let’s become star then I’ll handle sita next. At the end I acted in dyeing that’s how end is devil dies and god wins but that was best October for me being ravana for a month and I like how it feels.

I learned that when you want to do something just do it with heart forget the odds. Just kill it and do it with ease. Set the pace and let it go like you have wanted to do.

Whatever part you are offered be it hero, villain never consider it beneath your dignity to accept it.as an artist your aim should be to make the most of our opportunity and squeeze the last drop of meaning out of your lines.

    “EVERY STRUGGLE IS A VICTORY AND SOME GOALS ARE SO WORTHY THAT IT’S GLORIOUS TO HAVE ACHIEVED THEM”.

And I know how it feels to have achieved then. I love being rVn.

No love lost, No love found.

                                                              

There are moments in one’s life, when one feels to go in flashback and change everything. I too have several moments in my life which I wanna change forever. Counting from the memories of my shot selection I made for which I was given out to the study plans which could have resulted in good marks. With the same wish to change my past I wish to get back the things I have lost now from pen drives, mobiles to the cricket kit I left in the auto. After losing all my beloved this I dreamt of them and that’s the worst thing about dreaming .it comes as a haunted past when the things we love are gone and had become a past.

I have masters in losing things and I am doctorate at negligence and the worst thing is that I never had a point one percent grief for the things I have lost. I damn didn’t cared of those things. I still didn’t care for all the things but a series of events have changed the way I looked at the things and have changed my attitude. May be I have not changed completely but I can feel some signs of responsibility towards things I love.

 I remember two incidents when I lost things and went in a shock after losing them but in both the cases ,after effects were different.

The first being is the case when I lost my purse when I was a class 7 or 8 kid .i know many will think losing a purse is not a big thing, a lot many singles lose it, what’s so big deal in it .The purse was a true soul of my lie. “True soul of my lie” confused, actually I wrote a note in that “my purse is a gift from my parents and if you find it do return back to me at my no.Accidentally I lost my purse in the TATA-KANDRA bus. Whenever we traveled with our friend Rudraksh by hook or crook we have to take bus because he saves a lot but I like his attitude of saving money. If you get a seat in TATA –KANDRA bus you realize what a journey is and if you don’t then you realize what a real bad luck is.i realized a that I have lost my purse when I received a call from a strange voice claiming that he has my purse and if I wanna have it .i may take it from his given place. I thought for a while and then felt a lie was written inside why to be bothered hence I didn’t cared for it.

After few years, my father gifted me a branded Casio watch which I lost and this time I had no note written in it and this negligence of mine .this time I felt it .i really felt of losing what is worth losing.

After all this incidents took place the eye opening incident, I have a daily habit of writing dairies and I note down day to day happenings in it.it’s very dear to me.I always keep it in my bag. Once while going to tuitions I forgot to pull the chain and it went open all the way and somewhere It fell down .i realized it when I reached my tuition at 9.00 am .All the while, sir was teaching me LIGHT I was focused on where did I lose my diary. When I left tuition along with my friends we searched every mark on the route I followed. I was hit with a fear of losing my diary.it was a true and passionate love .i came back and sat in a dark room and light from the window was haunting me .Losing my dairy hit to me like a sky fall on me and time was slipping away. I decided in my mind that if I don’t find my diary back ,I won’t write diary again .It was 7.00 pm and I was walking in the ground near my house then my brother came running and told me that there’s a call for me with an unknown number .my heart was pumping faster than before. The fear of losing is worse than the satisfaction of getting it lost and I know this by my experience .The guy over the phone told me the place to come and collect my diary. I paddled my cycle the way van diesel accelerates is car in F7 .i reached his place and said thank you to him many times. Having my diary back with my I felt the way any lover feels when he gets his lost love back.it felt like NO LOVE LOST, NO LOVE FOUND.

“THE SUN GOES DOWN, THE STARS COME OUT, ALL THAT COUNTS IS HERE AND NOW AND MY UNIVERSE WILL NEVER BE THE SAME, I AM GLAD YOU CAME……….

I still own the diary and note the happenings which happen with or without me.

WHEN THERE IS SUNSET OF RELATIONSHIP WITH THE THING ONE HAS BEEN ASSOCIATED WITH. THEN LOVE IS A DYING FLAME WHICH KEEPS THE NIGHT, LIGHTEN UP.WHEN ONE CARES FOR A THING SO MUCH THAT HE LETS IT GO AWAY WITHOUT COMPLAINING THAT’S TRUE LOVE .WE ALL HAVE THE PERSON WHERE THE OTHER PERSON SIMPLY DOESN’T UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH WE CARE NOR UNDERSTAND THAT OUR LIFE IS THEIR LIFE.SO ALWAYS VALUE THINGS YOU LOVE BECAUSE EVERYTHING DESERVES TO BE LOVED.