Munnar

"I met death and two weeks later I was in heaven". This statement seems perfect to me when I close my eyes and try to recollect the picture taken by my "eye" capture, the ideal camera. After resting for one weekend, we planned for Munnar. Not wasting much time in the epilogue, let's go directly to Munnar.

It is a small hill station in Kerala, about 160 kms from Coimbatore. There is a direct bus service from Bangalore to Munnar. It is now emerging to be a famous hill station as the present and well known hill station are aging. Hill stations also have the life span as humans do. They take birth, they are in there childhood when they are not known to many people. They are pure and clean at that time. Slowly and slowly the disease of urbanization starts effecting them which finally results into their death. The best time to visit is the time when these hill stations are just infected by this disease. Munnar is at this stage.

Their is no sense in trying to explain the scenic beauty, as I won't be able to do so. The only thing I want to state is that this place is miraculous. Every region in the sight is covered with green. We reached there at 11 in the morning of friday, hired a cottage (it was a great place and also large enough to accomodate 5 people). Then we hired a "jeep" to take us around the place for next three days. First day was not a great exprience, though it was nice but nothing special to mention. After going to many hill stations and getting to "spots" there I think that even I can make a "spot" with my name, say "Manpreet's Spot". I have never heard any echo at any of the "echo points". Anyways spotting some "spots" in Munnar is same as limiting god to "temples" or other religious places. Beauty is scattered in whole Munnar.

The next day we went to see the "spots" again. Here I was for the first time on an Elephant ride. While on my ride, I was thinking that Munnar would not have been this way, the local traditions are disappearing in the darkness of urbaization. They are hiding themselves from the changed world. "Convienience" has always been the enemy of "Originality". We distort the orginal thing according to our convinience and then we keep on doing this and finally, there is nothing original. This is a severe disease that effects all the "tourist spots". Believe me the future 'hill stations" would be "Rajmanchi"( near Mumbai), "Nandi Hills" (near Bangalore). They are currently in their infant state. After say 20 years no one will call Ooty a Hill Station. Urbanization is destroying that city. Convinience has won the battle against Originality.

Munnar is just a "teen ager" so it is a nice place to visit.

Palak ka baal

palak ka ek baal gira mere haath pe
us ka ishara tha ye kuch maagne ko
sochne laga kya maangu jo mil jaaye
sochne laga kya maangu jo chahiye


ek ek karke sab yaad aaya
bachpan se sabhi yaadein yaad aayi
main soch main hi pada raha
sab kuch hi tha wahi jo chahiye


achaak se ek hawa ka jhonka aaya
aur palak ka baal ud gaya
baal to chala gaya par
jaga gaya wo dukh jo dabe hue the ab tak.

Plan

When I was in 10th I had a perfect plan of what I will be doing in the next six years. May be that is the reason ki I don't know what I have to do even two years down the line

----- Amit Golani

aanso

socha tha unki bewafai pe
kabhi aankh nam na karenge
yaadon main na laayenge unhe
aashiyan pyar ka tod denge.

aaj unhe jo dekha us roj ke baad
dil ke kisi kone main ik aah uthi
sambhalne ki koshish to bahut ki
par kambhakhat aanso bhi bewafa nikale.

sheep

Sometimes it's good to think that you don't have control over anything. Just flow by the flowing river. Be a sheep so that the god directs you to your fate. So that you don't have to repent what has happened to you, as you didn't do anything. It was the way God thought was the best for you.

Rahul

It's about determination, mostly. During my preperation of Jee in kota my room-mate and one of my best buddies Rahul Gupta had a lot impact on me. Here is an inidence that I got remembered yesterday.

There was a guy in our batch named Punit, he used to talk a little. With his attitude he seemed a bit rude. Rahul made a number of efforts to be in talking terms with him. I often argued that this was not the way how friendships develop. He quoted "His effort is to be away from me, whereas mine is to be friends with him. It is not the case that I need to be friends with him. But, when I tried to talk to him for the fist time, he showed arrogancy. So this is a challenge for me to make friends with him."


reminis

quicksand

socha nahi tha

This is the song, i listen quite often these days and this also represents my feelings............ may the same time come back ..... socha nahii.n that taqdiir yahaa.n laa'egii
ma.nzil pe aate hii jaan chalii jaa'egii
yeh to sika.ndar ne bhii nahii.n tha socha
aane se pahale hii khushii chalii jaa'egii
hamne socha tha kya aur kya se kya hu'aa
jaa rahe hai.n aaj yeh zamaane ko bataake
yeh kya ho gaya re raama re yeh kya ho gaya re maula re...
tera qasuur tha ya mera qasuur tha
tera garuur tha ya mera garuur tha
rabba mai.n itna bura nahii.n hota
tu agar bevafaa nahii.n hota
itna bataa mujhe kya mila tujhe
gam kii kaa.nTe merii raaho.n me.n bichhaake
yeh kya ho gaya re raama re yeh kya ho gaya re maula re...

Watch

There was a boy, he had a watch. He loved it very much. One day the watch broke off. Some fault was of the boy's but the watch was also too delicate. Boy tried to repair it. He used to spent about whole of his day in repairing the watch. He wasn't able to sleep in the night thinking of the watch. His father brought him a new watch, but he liked the old one so much that, he wasn't able to drag the thought out of his mind. Every time he saw some one with a watch, he used to get reminded of his own watch, and then things used to get worse. He used to come back to his old watch and tried to repair it again each time he got remined of it.

Days passed and some days later, his friends were surprised to see him with a new watch. They asked with that how did he finally got off it. He said

"I did all that I could to repair it. I met the best technitian in the town, but the results were zero. Then I thought for some time and finally I threw the watch in the sea. Now, I don't have it with me, so I don't try to repair it. I don't get reminded of it when I see a watch with someone else. I could have thrown it earlier, but then I would have thought some time later, that I could have been able to repair it, if i had tried a bit more. So, I tried all that I could to repair it. Now, I was sure that I will not be able to do so. I didn't want to keep the ghost of watch with me. So, I threw it. I was happy, when it was with me for the last two years. Now, I just don't remind myself of those days. Now I have experience of two years of maintaining a watch. I know my mistake due to which it broke down. I will try not to do the same with the new watch".

"Hopes are not always good, sometimes it is better to even loose hope, hopes force you to try, tries maybe success may be failure. They were failure in most of my cases, rather all of my cases. So, i thought of throwing the watch. Now, nothing is in my hand. I know nothing good is going to happen by my tries, but if in any case, some diver may find that watch from sea and give it to me and if someone repair it for me, i will be happy with that, but i am not going to try for it. So, i have both peace of mind and hope. I have a belief that if it belongs to me it will come back"