By Dawn

So what if night was a hue and cry,
So what if by dawn my teary eyes were on a new try,
I do not need to know why,
One by one they all bid good bye,
It does not scare me any more to look into their lives,
Because there is nothing that they can steal from my eye!!

Mental Health & society

When I was in school and college, my classmates often said " Do not study that much. You will gone mad some day". They even shared their life experiences in such a tender age. With great suspense they all shared how some of their relatives gone completely mad. I always thought no matter what but some one can not go mad. They might be cracking jokes to bunk the classes. Mental health, depression, confusion, anxiety, stress these all concepts were not there at that time. I realize this now how their relatives lived such a disturbed life in utter pandemonium and no one could understand what exactly was going on in their lives. Their relatives needed time, love, care and concern. Above all, they all needed to be heard. But society is group of psychopaths.

A crazy group of people who can laugh on those who suffer. These groups have acquire special skills to share the stories of sufferer in a fun way. These groups never mind to speak thousand people about how at some stage of life some one went insane.
I realize now they all were going through depression. Severe depression! Some of them even committed suicides. They all needed to be heard. I am aware about the fact that depression is not just a concept, it is more that. It can completely destroy a person, their physical-mental health, life style, habits, behaviour, days, nights, friendships, families and every thing that will be hard to recover.
                         

Euphoric Recall

Through all these years I have learnt forever is a blatant lie. Even nature is not contsant as seasons change and some times nature destorys its surroundings completely. We can make present better but most of us are ignorant to enjoy present. We all are searching some thing for future (leaving behind present). As deer search for the musk in entire forest human searchs for inner happiness in worldy affairs. On crumbled pieces of papers/pics we search the childhood, old friends, old memories, old family etc. Though, that ink on papers fades

away the words but eyes still try hard to remember old moments. Many more words will be frozen in time, many more memories will be burried, many secrets will be prisoned in hearts. Like perfect liers we will pass the tradition to next generations " Forever". Every sun set will start eating positive energies and nights will be hard to sustain ordinary life style. In that insomnia we will stare the walls that will make us realize this world is a myth.

Innocent Dolls

I still like innocent dolls,  
They never fall,
That is why I recall,
Death comes to all,
Do not cause a reason to each other fall,
Be kind and youthful to all,
Some wise books to hold,
As precious as prize of gold.

सब में एक मरीज देखती हु,

ज़िंदगी की ये नयी सी चाल है,
चंद अनजान पूछते है और क्या हाल है,
अब घर मै छुट्टी वाले दिन एक नयी सी बात है,
जाने कौन सी अब आखिरी सी रात है,
जिस ने कभी करीब से देखा नहीं मुझ को,
वो भी दलाली करने अब मेरे घर आते है,
मेरी उम्र का हिसाब किताब कर के,
अब वो मुझ को अपना गणित समझाते है,
जिसे भी देखती हु अब करीब से,
सब में एक मरीज देखती हु, चेहरे तो है जाने पहचाने,
पर सब में समाज के ठेकेदार देखती हूँ,
जो निभा नहीं सके हसि ख़ुशी अपने रिश्ते,
वो मिल बैठ के रिश्तों की बतियाते है,
जाने क्या हाल है जाने क्या बताते है,
मै उन मई होकर भी उन का हिस्सा नहीं,
मै खुद  में खो कर खुद का किस्सा सही!!


                                                        

Just a good book in the lap

Do not fall in the trap,    

Come out from this holy crap,  

Just take a good book in the lap,  
   
As fiction is still a best way to unwrap this trap!!

Silence