Transformation, not just change

The age growing bigger in number
Life and lifestyle turning faster than thunder
With dreams seeming to go deep in slumber
Those wide open eyes with excitement all over
Turning around and closing into the corner
The 20 year old with rush and rebel in the heart
The vision to change the world 
Break rules and age old traditions apart
The new mature self at 30 thinks more, does less
Fights less, and lesser it takes the road not taken,
Lost somewhere in the worldly affairs,
To be a part of the world, lost its original self. 

Is it good ? Is it bad ?
Is it not fast but not too slow?
Does choosing your battles make you less
Or choosing yourself make you more
What is less and what is more?
Does fighting all battles strengthen your rebels
Or fighting one at a time, 
Transforms, not just changes,
Even winning one at a time
Maybe losing but for better
Choosing good chaos over bad systems
Or choosing to fix some sad systems
Choosing to solve external chaos
Without allowing it to hit the inner self
Choosing peace over activism
Or I would say doing mature activism
But still rebel by heart
Trying to change the norms
Of society, fighting traditions that need a storm
Changing the old unreasonable rules
Or finding the reason in these old rules
To understand how they worked, and how will they not, now,
Change is the rule of nature
Deep rooted discriminations
Need to go away
But slowly and gradually, one at a time
Because now this 30 year old knows
How to change the world, for better
Taking everyone together
Not leaving people behind 
Changing things, but gradually, 
Influencing positively,
Slower but much more resilient,
That doesn’t fall back 
With just another generation 
That knows how to evolve
With time, 
So that this is a transformation, 
Not just a change that becomes yet another 
Deep rooted tradition.

That flight accident!

तक़दीर ने ऐसा खेल जो खेला

ज़मीन पे उतरने से रोक दिया उनको

और जो थे ज़मीन पर भी छीन लिया उनको 

रूह काँप जाती है सोचकर

कि मृत्यु कितनी नज़दीक है हम सबके

और हम जीवन में कितनी दूर की सोचते

कोई फ़र्क़ नहीं हम में और उनमें 

जो कल थे , आज नहीं हैं 

सुनकर ऐसा लगा मानो मौत बस छू के निकली हो हमसे

उनकी जगह कोई भी हो सकता हम में से

एहसास इतना गहरा दिला गया यह हादसा

आँखें नम कर दहला दिया दिल, ले गया सारी आस्था,

इतना तो सबको समझा गई यह दास्तान, 

कि जो है बस आज ही है

आओ जी लेते हैं ज़िंदगी

कर लेते हैं दुश्मनों से दोस्ती

जो है बस आज ही है

भर देते हैं इस दुनिया में मुस्कुराहट और ख़ुशी 

जो काम अधूरे हैं पूरे कर लिए जाये

बातें जो रह गई सारी पूरी कर ली जाये

यह जो पल है अभी , जो हम सब साथ हैं जिनके 

एक दूसरे के साथ यादें बुन ली जाये 

जो है बस आज ही है

आइए इस धरती पर 

अपने देश के लिए, अपने लोगों के लिए 

अपनी छाप छोड़ जायें 

इंसानियत की, मिसाल, बनाने की कोशिश की जाए 

जितना हो पाये, उतना दूसरो के लिए 

अच्छे काम करके जायें !

She goes into her room, to be herself!

She goes into her room

To be herself

coz when she is around people

she is masked in the relationships,

Of so many roles, so many identities,

all spread over herself, her own identity,

her hands jumbling chores

of household work

that could've been writing books

Or typing presentations

Just like the other gender does

She goes into her room

To be herself

To laugh, cry, be happy or sad,

To dance, sing, write or be mad,

Coz when she is out,

she is unable to be herself.

Her feet running around the house,

Doing stuff for all others around her

That could’ve been travelling the world

Exploring places, cultures and people 

Learning new things

For herself with not being called selfish

Just like the other gender does

She could choose to be a homemaker, a mother,

A full time enabler for family,

But by her own choice, not by restrain,

And be respected for same,

Be an equal partner, an equal family member, not less.

her face wet with sweat

in the heat of stove

that could've been smiling with confidence

when she would go to work

or to build her own business

or to perform an art

or become a sportsperson

where she believes in herself

Just like the other gender does

her heart full of fear of perception 

of others for her

that could've been filled with love

for herself and others,

A woman, when believed in by her loved ones,

Not bound by any limits and traditions

when surrounded by respect and treated equally,

can do wonders to this world.

her lips talking about her kids and husband

and parents and in laws and families

those lips could've been giving speeches around the world 

of words to change the society , and make a difference 

With her revolutionary thoughts and work

Her eyes filled with tears of patriarchy, inequality and discrimination

can flow to become an ocean of emotions, to rebel, for change,

where humanity will drown, taking along deep rooted traditions,

This ocean will eat up all who want women to follow old conventions

When these eyes will dry and bring their own wide sparkle

The world shall see, the power of women, 

and a change where respect and equality flourishes

Where a human doesn't need to be bound 

for being a woman

who could be herself not only in her room,

but in her home, society, this world,

with her own identity, doing what she really wants. 

Just like the other gender does.