About Me

Happy Go Lucky Kinda Stuff! Curious, atheist, lil-bit adventurous, lil-bit rebel, nature lover, sometimes feel like to read and travel. Writing is drug, minute observer, believe in instinct, in awesome profession/academics. Love my people and my pets and love to be surrounded by them.

Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Sunday, June 12, 2016

आँधी-बारिश-कैमरा!

आँधी हो, तूफान हो
कड़क्ती हो बिजलियाँ
काली घटा संग अंधेरा
लिए खड़ा आसमान हो
बारिश की हो टिप-टिप
पत्तों की जो हो सर-सर
झूम रही हो डाली-डाली
नहा रहा हो कन-कन
कान लगा, आँख उठा
महसूस कर पल-पल
पावन, पवित, निर्मल
ये अनोखा, अधभूत
प्राकृतिक
 सौम्य संगीत निस्छल!




Better than human's creations I guess!

Sunday, June 5, 2016

Aazad Khayal Panchi

Vacations are here
And writing mode is already on. Over the years, I have watched, read, heard and observed traditions, generation gap and fractions closely. Watching that now somewhere in next generation in the surrounding, in the village, in University, in students. Things have changed a lot with time. Over the years, I have heard and watched so much about honour killings in this region. Now there are more news and talk of the love marriages than honour killings. Things are changing for good at this route... steady and smoothly. Some Thekedaars are too much frustrated with this change. Things become dirtier when ugly politics get involved and instead of real issues, religion, history, snooping, stalking, misusing power and government machinery become day by day rule of governance. Ugly noise is in the air but as the new generation says, Who Cares!

Being a lil rebel somewhere, I have come across this unnecessary heat of ugly resistance, politics so many times, here and there. Starting from the school where gals used to go in traditional suits along with chunni and you used to go in shirts and shorts. In college time, where having boys circle, wearing jeans, going to canteen and library was a crime. And you did all that, just to defy dictates. Though not without consequences. Grandpa used to be in the principal room along with some of his friends (principal/s). Grandpa's wordings used to be "listen to your principal and teachers". And those grandpa's friends, perhaps used to  be there just to add "Jaao bete, don't mind much these buddas, live your life".  And I am living my life perfectly, living each and every moment of life Defying such Budaas! No offense to senior citizens but only to khadus people.

Being rebel does not exist in genes but environment and surrounding. I got the perfect environment and support system for that. Must thank that village and this region, it's oppressive political environment and social conditions. Some people get conditioned with the flow, hardly matters what type of flow is that. Only few believe in going against the tides to keep originality and pave the way to better environment.  
Aazad Khayal Panchi and Winds of Change gonna be theme of these vacations in this blog and Surveillance on other.

Here is one of my favorite song. Regular readers of this blog must have come across this song many times. Once more... 

V were not Born to Follow:


When life is a sweetener to cherish...

I don't wanna be another wave in the ocean
I am a rock not just another grain of sand
Bon Jovi "Because We Can"

Enjoy Your Sunday!

Friday, June 3, 2016

Bliss Zone!

Some places, some people, some hobbies, some surrounding are kinda instant peace zone. Those are the bliss zones. We realize their value even more in bad times. For a blissful life surround yourself with them.