Woh Bachpan

woh puraani si kitaab
tumhara intezaar karti hai
us diary jisme
tumne do saal
pehle likha tha
uske kaafi panne
abhi bhi khali hai

pukaar ti hai
woh galiyaan tujhe
jimne tune apni zindagi guzari
woh puaarna makaaan
woh chacha ki toffee ki dukaan
aaj bhi wahi hai

chacha ki umar hogayi hai ab
lekin unkio budi aankhein
aaj bhi tujhe
dekhengi toh khush ho jaengi

shayad tere aane se
us gali mai
thodi si bahar aajaegi

Shayad tu bhool chuka hai
bachpan ki woh
bhaag daud aur khel
cycle lekar galiyon ke chakkar katna
kone wali dukaan se
pahiyon mai hawa bharwana

shayad aaj tu bada aadmi ho chuka hai
gaadi mai ghumne wala
bade shehro mai rehne wala

lekin yaad rakh
mez par rakhi
woh puraani si kitaab
woh diary
woh toffee ki dukaan
chacha ki budi aanke
aur woh galiyare
tera aaj bhi intezaar dekhte hai
aaj bhi…..

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Metro Ride #521

I got into the metro and the guy ahead of me looks at his reflection and dances. Maybe that’s what late nights do to you, they allow you to be more expressive. Anyway, I get myself a seat and the gate of the metro stays open so that more people can board it, it reminds of those even-odd days in Delhi when bus number 507 that I usually took would stop until they got a good number of passengers on board.

I sit on the seat with an empty mind and stare at my phone. After a few stations, a gentleman comes and sits on the empty seat on my right. He has his headphones on and is listening to Ae Kaash Ke Hum. I used to love that song once but then I listened to it so much that I started disliking it, does it ever happen to you?

So, the metro continues to find its way on those zig-zag tracks until it enters the dark underground tunnel only to move like a snake through its burrow. After two stations, I’ll have to get down and find my way home.

Doors will open, people will board and deboard the metro until this moving box gets to its destination.

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Back again

Hey there!

How is life? How are you?

These are the two questions I ask almost everyone and in return, I really expect genuine answers. See, I have told this a lot of times (to myself and to a couple of people) that I am someone who likes conversations. This isn’t a new habit and I have been like this for as long as I can remember.

A few of you who have been my companions through this blog might have an idea about the kind of an individual I am or maybe not. And the only reason you are reading this post is because it is a personal blog. The whole idea of the personal blog is to post stuff that you really want to post. I will have a more serious blog made where I can post serious stuff. How does that sound to you?

When I started this, I made a promise (not really) that I will post whatever I’d want here and so far I’ve followed that. I have posted random stuff, ranging from sad poems to happy poems, photographs, short stories, random stuff I managed to think of and what not?

So, this post is simply to remind you all that I am alive. Yes, I also had received a few messages and a few appreciations (awesome right?). So, a few wonderful people asked me why J isn’t posting enough while some just wrote to tell me that my blog is nice and they liked what they read. All this got me wondering. Let it be, I do wonder a lot anyway.

Here are a few things that you should know:

  1. I haven’t read a book after January this year, bad Reader’s Block and I’m trying to overcome that. Recently picked up ‘The Ministry of Utmost Happiness’ by Arundhati Roy. Go read, ‘God of Small Things’ if you still haven’t from her.
  2. Yeah, that’s pretty much it. This isn’t a gossip. Okay?
  3. You can check my Instagram, I managed to be active there and posted some crazy stuff. (@rehmanjafar)

Now, let me ask you a question- How have you been?

 

Will be great to reconnect with all of you (new and the old ones). Feel free to comment or write to me at jafarrehman@hotmail.com

Until next time!

Bhaag Daud (Race)

The doors open and you exit only to find others walking in the same direction. Some are running but most of them are rushing and wading their way through others.
Suddenly you see that there is an insane rush on the exit gate and you automatically speed up as if it will have a major impact on your life which we all know is a lie.

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A villager lady is at the exit gate trying to figure her way out of the gate but she is clueless with the token in her hand. A few of the dressed up people shout on her while a few are giving her advice. She is panicky and drops her token leading to further delays. This continues for some time and after a while, the station is deserted. A pigeon flys by while the other one is looking for food. They walk all over the floor until the next metro arrives and a hoard of people rush towards the exit gate.

Now as you read this, I want you to move along and be fast because the last thing I want is to be late at the exit gate.

Until next time, my friends. Until next time.

Deaths and Depression

It is actually funny to see people react to a celebrity committing suicide.  Everybody is suddenly aware and cares about this issue.

Now, consider me a sadist or anything but that’s not the point I am trying to make here.  It is perfectly okay to sympathize with the death of a star or some one else but what’s more important is that you need to really really see that depression is a serious issue.

I am sad that Chester Bennington, lead singer of the band called Linkin Park committed suicide the other day. The saddest part was that he was depressed and after reading a couple of posts that surfaced online, I once again realized how bad depression is.

Mental health issues are on the rise and with that what we need is more awareness. We need people to be aware of this and how hard it is to live with depression. It is normal for people to become suicidal and get themselves into one corner. That’s what they do when everything goes bleak and you can’t seem to trust yourself.

I cannot define depression for you but it is something that is very very bad. Now stop being an asshole (if you are being one) or insensitive to people around you.  Treat people with respect and try to understand their point of views.

You might not understand depression but what you can do is be good to others and you’ll end up helping many.

We lost one star today but we lose so many each day to depression. Perfectly healthy and happy people are now becoming depressed, people in their early 20s are affected, lives are becoming meaningless, conversations are going away and there is an insane pressure to live up to certain expectations.

If you are depressed, talk to your parents or to your close friends and it might be challenging for them to understand this but seek help.

If you know someone who’s depressed then be nice to them and keep a positive attitude.

I hope this post makes a difference out there in the world. Do not lose the hope. 🙂

 

 

 

 

A day 

I took the metro after some time again today. A ride that I’ve been taking almost on all weekdays for the past two years now.
Everything felt different and I found myself out of place. On getting out of the metro, people started moving fast leaving me behind. There was a rush at the metro gate and I looked around to find some familiar faces but all I got to see were the tensed faces of people. People who were running late, people who weren’t happy and people who were happy. I don’t know for sure, I just saw and tried reading.

Now I’m writing this in the metro and it’s not as full as it usually is because I left a bit early. I have plenty of space to stand and I had planned to read a book but choose to listen to a few songs.

It’s a normal day in the lives of people in Delhi NCR. Welcome to it.

Thanks for reading one of the random and absurdly ending post. Do tell me how you’ve been.

Your kind of Monday 

Hey there, today is Monday and I’m ready to leave for work. You see Mondays are usually disliked by people around the world. This could be because the work starts again, a lot of us go back to the same old routine, that same familiar route, and the same desk.

The desk where you would sit hunched and stare at your laptop, some of you will code while some will make calls and others will switch between Excel sheet and word documents. But then again this is the life that we have made for ourselves. This is how we live, pretty much like Robots but we are aware of our likes and dislikes. However, we do little about it and back in time each one of us started with a dream, with a vision to do something.
I myself had thought that I’ll maybe do creative writing and work for National Geographic but my interests are dwindling and I did not take that path. A path that could have made me happy but was there any guarantee? No, there wasn’t and I kind of chickened out. And chose this life where I find myself behind a laptop made by Dell and if you were to see me you’d find me picking up the phone receiver made by a company called Beetel. Yes, I like to get into details and observe things closely.

So, I was telling you about Mondays and stuff. What made me write this post was the fact that after the weekly company meeting today everyone broke off and I saw groups forming like instantly and people were catching up and sharing lives. Some got busy with their laptops and were planning their days and as you can guess, I am sitting here looking at people and writing this post. I really don’t have anyone to talk to about my weekend and I actually like it this way.

And a few of you might be aware of the fact that I end my posts abruptly and before you start connecting the dots you’ll realize that I am actually done writing.

I’ll write here again one of these days. Ignore any mistakes that you may find.

Garmi ka ek din

Hello again. I recently invested in a diary and now my aim is to put it to a good use. Today, I wrote a short story and a sher. Now you will have to wait for the sher because this post will have the story. Read it and let me know your views. 🙂

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Din dhal jae


Yeh subah subah meri kamre ki khidki ke bahar ka nazara hai. Aksar ise dekh kar kuch shayari, kahani ya koi poem likhno ko jee chahta hai par afsosan yeh ho na saka. Ek reluctance sa hai kuch dino se.
Behraal ek gaana bhi yaad aata hai. Kahi door jab din dhal jaye.
Sharing the song’s YouTube version for you. Aur haan ek na ek din main zaroor is photo par koi kahani ya fhir koi poem zaroor likhunga aur umeed hai aap yaha padhne ke liye zaroor honge 🙂

Song: https://g.co/kgs/S8t9Ca

Lessons from work #1

I’ll thank my company for giving me a chance to actually go out and attend an event today. I had a lot of things on my agenda, a lot of business needs that needed to be addressed but what really justified attending the event was that I got to hear Aman Nath. He is the Founder and Chairman, Neemrana Hotels and was the keynote speaker at the conference (summit).

Now, I have been an audience to people like Harsh C. Mariwala, Founder, Marico; Bhaskar Pramanik, Chairman of Microsoft India; Ashish Vidyarthi, Film Actor and several others but Aman’s keynote was one of the best if you were to ask me (maybe because I heard him speak today only). He started by telling the audience how he made the Neemrana hotel when he bought the property which was a ruin for 7 Lakh back in 1986. In fact, is a historian and doesn’t have any formal education in hotel management or in business

Since the summit focused on HR and how to manage people, he shared a few pointers and how he manages the people he employs. He says:

1. There should be no need for hierarchy
2. An individual should be given a chance and shouldn’t be judged by the level and quality of education he/she received
3. Stop telling them you are better than them
4. Make them feel better than they are
5. Talk nicely to people and pay them respect

Now, I don’t want to make this casual post into a knowledge one but I loved the fact that he tried to keep things simple and really shed some light on how important it is to be human again. A great personality and knows how to tell a story.

I am sharing a few photographs that I managed to take

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