Photo Credits : Shelly Pandey

The Unreserved Women metro coach at Night

Reserving the first coach for ladies seems indigestible to Delhi men. Late night women travellers face problem as the first coach “only for ladies” converted into general compartment after 10.30 pm. When requested to leave the coach the men brilliantly and confidently claimed ladies coach as general coach after 10.30pm or 11.00p.m at night. The first coach of Delhi Metro yellow line route (Jahangirpuri - Huda City Center) last night, 30 November 2012, became a verbal battlefield between women and men travellers when the male passengers refused to move out of the ladies coach.

A frequent woman traveller said to me “I often take the metro at this time from New Delhi station as I return back from Dehradun and every time I confront the same situation. The men refuse to move out of the coach and behave miserably and even abuse. Most of the time CISF personnel come and just move them to the other coach but are not fined. Every time male passenger is seen in the women compartment should be fined there and then. Their behavior is unbelievable.”
After having a big verbal tussle with the male passengers and informing the driver about the situation they were dragged out of the women coach at the Central Secretariat by CISF.

शब्द जो ज़िन्दगी बन गए ......

आज लिखने को तो बहुत कुछ है , लेकिन अलफ़ाज़ नहीं है। 

कहने को तो बहुत कुछ है लेकिन शब्द नहीं है।

 जब ज़रूरत पड़ती है शब्दों की तो वो हमसे मुह फेर लेते है। 

लेकिन एक बात तो है दोस्तों जब भी ये जबान से होते हुए गुज़रते है। 

कसम गंगा मैया की ज़िन्दगी बदल देते है...........

ऐसे ही कई मोके ज़िन्दगी हमें देती है की हम अपनी बातो को शब्दों में पिरो कर पेश करे, पर अक्सर नहीं कर पाते है। जब भी अपनी बात कहने का मैका और दस्तूर  होता है, तभी अचानक हमारा शब्दकोष सफ़ेद पन्नो में सिमट कर रह जाता है। शब्दों को सही तरह से समेटना हर किसी के बस की बात नहीं। लेकिन जो शब्दों का हो गया उसे और किसी के साथ की कोई ज़रूरत नहीं पड़ती। बहुत ही प्यारा सा रिश्ता बांध जाता है इनसे, एक ऐसा रिश्ता जिसमे खोने को कुछ नहीं है। ज़िन्दगी के कई अनुभवों को शब्दों के सहारे किताबो का रूप दे देते है। आज खुद को देखती हूँ तो हसी आती है , एक वक़्त शब्दों से नफरत करने वाली मैं आज इन शब्दों पर अपना दिल हार बैठी। जब भी इन शब्दों के बीच होती हूँ दुनियां जहां से अपने को अलग पाती हूँ। एक अलग ही एहसास है जो बहुत ही ख़ास है जो इन शब्दों ने दिया है । 

आज अपने शब्दों के साथ चल पड़ी हूँ 

न मुझे मंजिल की फ़िक्र है, न कही पहुचने की जल्दी |

बस मेरे हर कदम में इनका साथ रहा है और में चल रही हूँ ।

ये शब्द मेरा होसला बने,

कभी हार में जीत का एहसास करवाया, तो कभी जीत की ख़ुशी को महसूस करना सिखाया।

ये शब्द मेरे अकेलेपन का सहारा बने तो कभी किसी अपने को होसला देने में मेरी मदद की 

कैसे इन शब्दों के साथ मेरा रिश्ता गहराता गया वक़्त का कुछ पता ही न चला 

आज लिखने को तो बहुत कुछ है , लेकिन अलफ़ाज़ नहीं है।

कहने को तो बहुत कुछ है लेकिन शब्द नहीं है।

शब्दों  ने कभी नए रिश्ते परोसे 

तो कभी मुझे उनसे तनहा किया 

ये शब्द ही तो थे जिन्होंने न जाने कितनो को फनाह किया 

ये शब्द ही थे जिन्होंने आजादी की लड़ाई को मुकाम तक पहुचाया 

इन शब्दों ने तो सलमान रुश्दी को देश से दूर करवाया 

फिर भी दिल यही कहता है 

आज लिखने को तो बहुत कुछ है , लेकिन अलफ़ाज़ नहीं है।

कहने को तो बहुत कुछ है लेकिन शब्द नहीं है।

The Last Breath.....................

Taking my last breath , Moving towards the tunnel of bright light

I think about the life , I had lived with the sweet pleasure's and bitter sorrows

the warmth of the sunshine to the coldest night

the earthy smell of the rains , With dry autumn leaves lying at door step

Every second my soul wants to move away, the more I curb to live my life again

Taking my last breath, I want my adolescence glimpse

playing with doll house to grand ma`s bedtime stories

chocolates by father with the drop of tear

hiding behind the curtains and furnitures, to get away with the scoldings

my ears filled with the thirst to hear the innocent laughs

Every second my soul wants to leave my body, the more I curb to live my life again

Taking my last breath, I want a sneak peek of my love life

the sparkling eyes and the scared heart when met for the first time

the trust, the care , the understanding, the speaking eyes

small fights with long walks on the beach, gazing the moon light

feeling helpless when leave everything behind

some scattered unfinished dreams , some unsolved relations

Every second my soul wants to leave my body, the more I curb to live my life again

Nothing would rewind the movie called "My Life"

with my last breath everything ends with an unfilled dreams

the colorful dreams engulfed by the black night

as my soul left me beside.

The peace deep inside….

I search for peace here n there outside

But couldn’t look within deep inside

Overlooking the strangling emotions within

Ignoring the guilt I have inside

I search for peace here n there outside

Traveling to sheer areas

Traveling to barren lands

Watching the sunset n the sunrise

Still the question arise

Why is a volcano eruption deep inside?

I search for peace here n there outside

Waiting for rains

Waiting for snow

Watching the first dew drop glow

Still the question arise

Where is the affinity that leads to divine?

I search for peace here n there outside

Wherever I go the harsh emotions follow

I ran here n there

Towards the light towards the dark

But couldn’t satisfy

The solicit for peace inside

I search for peace here n there outside

By traveling world wide, I realize

The harmony is deep inside

Its then when I am alone

Its then when I am with my family

Its then when I help the poor child

No other question arise

As I know the peace is deep inside.

CORRUPT "i" ON INDIA

We have a tendency of complaining for each and every thing without putting our own effort to make it done. We have a dearth inside us of getting everything cooked for us and get served without taking up pains to cook it ourselves.

Same way we always complain about the corruption germinating at every corner of our society but who dares to make an effort clean it. We don’t take initiative unless and until it pricks us. We are very good on giving lectures but when it comes on implementing on them then we can actually smell the real scenario.

Complaining that the government is not appropriate, doesn’t work accordingly and is not productive in its work, are we worth of saying this when we don’t go to vote or make fun of people who have at least taken an initiative to start a campaign.

How can we accuse someone when we are the root cause of making them corrupt? Why do we need to give bribe to the officials to make our work done?

We should access our rights to anything annoying, but the question arises that are we aware of our rights and duties?

Taking the person to the consumer court for selling an adulterated or not appropriate product to us, we feel that our status will degrade in the society as we pretend to be the bill gates.

Just sitting back at home and just commenting on the scenario wouldn’t lead us anywhere, rather we should be well informed about whatever is happening around us and should take an initiative at an individual level.

It takes time to make things right but at least we could take an initiative to start it.