There are some things in life that we do well , in some we do miserable, while this is a relative conclusion but some things one is more comfortable in doing than others. Usually ones we are comfortable in doing , are the ones we do better in . is it that somewhere deep inside us, is a pre-programmed like and dislike, inherent or imbibed during childhood.
There are some permanent fixtures in life and some are temporary . Some of the fixtures become part of your life . In my younger days , i was gifted a Linda Goodman book on sun signs. I am a bad book reader, infact honestly i Cant read ...Yes , I cant read . I prefer magazines, newspapers to books . Books scare me , may be because I have a combination ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder) and OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder)since my teenage. Coming back to Linda Goodman, I read the chapter on Leos, it said, if you wanna recognize a leo's house, it is simple, It will have lots of mirrors .
I like Mirrors but not the ones that reflect your physical self .
I like mirrors that reflect your inner self , your fears, your oppressions, your fetish and above all your desires. Your beloved is always one, she reads you and tells you see the self that you are but have never known . The pinnacle of love is reached when she is able to reflect your persona as it is and not "her" version of your persona. All such mirrors also have a layer of fog on them. When you love someone , you read them , their composition and their persona in entirety. Fog of prejudice and perception kill the mirror, the image, the love and ultimately the person.
Our persona isn't something divine, it is a accidental concoction of events, fears, values, convictions and wisdom. In today's "knowledge and Degree" focussed world the "wisdom" is left behind . Our schools, our cities, our neighbourhood, cousins and relatives and their incidents are the ones which start to draw the sketch of our persona. One day the sketching stops and you no longer get influenced by outside world and reflect from inside out . That the day you evolve.
Mirrors reflect history and each memory which left an indelible mark on your persona, which makes you who you are today . It never lies .
जड़ दो चांदी में या सोने में, आइना झूठ बोलता ही नहीं .....
I started loving clocks (not watches) . Clocks show reality of time in a subtle humble way whereas Watches are egos. I was always conscience if my ability to earn but not Money, money never ruled my decision making, it continues to scare me though . I never followed the path of being dual personalities, I insisted on being just one .Clocks tell you time belongs to no one, time refuses to ruled by someone forever , it will change yet come back . Clocks tell me , life is motion , a constant motion , it keeps moving , some moments get noted some don't. Clocks keep me honest, keep me humble, keep me grounded.
I like to travel, may be because I am an escapist. I am not sure of this driven by my desire to escape from the anchor of life . In the last three days , i have been travelling . I noted something strange . I like long flights , 16 hours and 45 minute long non stop flight doesn't make too many people happy , i like it though . Thats because there are No phones, no one will meet you, everyone is a stranger , carrying on with theater of life , eating , talking and above all pretending. I spend time introspecting , listening to music , watching movies in languages i usually wont . I saw two malayalam, one french and one tagalog movie this time around . The sheer variety of the people in new places and my constant absorption of their sense of purpose does make travelling worthwhile.
I settle into hotels as if they were my abode for that time. I make even the temporary abode to be like me . Arent all places temporary , some short term some long term ...i tweak hotels to my need , often find a nice secluded corner to make an equivalent of "tree house" of my own and relish the change ..
All places have a Mirror , a clock and we all live out of travel bags . They are only permanent objects....
Today's Ghazal ...Seene mein jalan ...aakhon mein toofan saa kyun hai ...
सीने में जलन आँखों में तूफ़ान सा क्यूं है
इस शहर में हर शख्स परेशान सा क्यूँ है
siine me.n jalan aa.Nkho.n me.n tuufaan saa kyuu.N hai
is sheher me.n har shaKs pareshaan saa kyuu.N hai
सीना, Seena: Chest
जलन, Jalan: Burn, Envy
तूफ़ान, Tuufaan: Riot, Storm, Tempest, Hurricane
शहर, Sheher: City
शख्स, Shakhs: A Person, Being, Body, Individual, Johnny
परेशान, Pareshaan: Anxious, Distracted, Distressed, Jittery, Tease, Torture, Troubled, Scattered, Worry
दिल है तो धड़कने का बहाना कोई ढूँढे,
पत्थर की तरह बेहिस-ओ-बेजान सा क्यूं है
dil hai to dha.Dakane kaa bahaanaa koI Dhuu.nDhe
patthar kii tarah behis-o-bejaan saa kyuu.N hai
धड़कना, Dhadakna: Beat
बहाना, Bahaana: Alibi, Cause, Evasion, Excuse, Mask Reason, Pretence, Pretext, Subterfuge
ढूँढना, Dhuundhna: To Search
पत्थर, Patthar: Rock, Stone
बेहिस, Behis: Shocked, Stunned, In A Stupor
बेजान, Bejaan: Flat, Lifeless, Inanimate, Vapid
तन्हाई की ये कौन सी मंजिल है रफीकों
ता-हद्द-इ-नज़र एक बयाबान सा क्यूं है
tanahaaI kii ye kaun sii ma.nzil hai rafiiqo.n
taa-hadd-e-nazar ek bayaabaan saa kyuu.N hai
Tanhaai: loneliness, Solitude
मंजिल, Manzil: Abode, Day’s Journey, Destination, Goal, House, Landing, Level, Objective, Tier
रफीक, Rafiiq: Adherent, Ally, Associate, Friend, Lad
ता, Taa: From…To, So That , Until, Up To
हद्द, Hadd: Boundary, Limit, Very, At Most, Utmost Point
नज़र, Nazar: Countenance, Estimation, Expectation, Eyesight, Favor, Glance, Look, Motive, Oblation, Offering,
ता-हद्द-इ-नज़र, Taa-hadd-e-nazar: As far as the eye can see, until the horizon
बयाबान, Bayaabaan: Desert, Wilderness
क्या कोई नै बात नज़र आती है हम में
आईना हमें देख के हैरान सा क्यूं है
kyaa koI naI baat nazar aatii hai ham me.n
aaInaa hame.n dekh ke hairaan saa kyuu.N hai
आईना, Aainaa: Looking Glass, Mirror
हैरान, Hairaan: Amazed, Confounded, Perplexed, Worried
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