Ayana comes to me chuckling in her super excited stuttering voice “chachu, ghummi.” I saw my watch It was 4pm yawning time for every grown ups but she was so excited as it was the time for her to go to the park or in otherways a place she could discover all the things she could,see all the new things,do everything elders stopped her from doing at home, become a free bird a queen of her wishes she could go out and have a real good time.
But I pulled up my quilt and tried to sleep(i do this always as i love nagging her) but she was too determined for me she pulled away my quilt with her tiny hands climbing up me continuously shouting out “chachu ghummi” (now in an irritated tone). Finally i got up and she was so excited waving her hands to her mumma “Ta ta Gud bye”, she went holding my hand or my finger was enough for her to hold with her tiny little hand.She went like the most obedient girl in the world as i had already made her well understood that any notorious activity will make her back and ill not take her to the park next time.
On reaching park couldn’t see a single child there i wondered what she will do here alone. But kids find happiness in almost everything you or me cant even imagine,form running alone to climbing poles to collecting sticks almost everything and for her the best part was when i used to scold her and chase her and then she wuold not stop running she falls but gets up and then starts running again,from running halfway ground just to wave “bye bye” to aeroplane to shouting at a Dog (Duyi as she calls).
I wonder sitting on a bench close enough about what my parents would have thought while raising me up about the expectations the reasons behind their scoldings the meaning of their care..
Bringing her back is another excercise as she would just not come.giving every lame excuse she can tryng to fool me ,butter me, trying to divert my mind and finally using her tears as the final weapon.
she comes back tired, dirty leaving me most beautiful memories.. 🙂 🙂
जला हूँ बहुत मैं तनहा दिए में बाती की तरह,
इस तन्हाई में मेरे साथ जलने वाली कहीं तो होगी,
सुना है राह बड़ी मुश्किल है इश्क की,
पर इस राह में मेरा साथ देने वाली कहीं तो होगी,
बहुत लम्बी ह डगर ज़िन्दगी की ,
पर मेरा हाथ थाम मेरे साथ चलने वाली कहीं तो होगी,
लगे हैं इन होठों में जाम कई ,
पर अपने होठों से पिलाने वाली कहीं तो होगी,
यूँ तो मिलती नहीं मौत भी मांगने से ,
पर हमारे साथ जीने वाली कहीं तो होगी,
यूँ तो मिलती हैं हर मोड़ पे लड़कियां कई
पर घर ले जाने कायक कहीं तो होगी,
काफिला है हमारे साथ फिर भी तन्हा हैं हम ,
इस तन्हाई को मिटने वाली कहीं तो होगी,
भायी हैं इस आँखों को बहुत,
पर इस मन को भाने वाली कहीं तो होगी,
देखी हैं हसीनाएं बहुत इन नज़रों ने ,
पर नज़रें झुक जाये इज्ज़त से वो सादगी कहीं तो होगी,
मर मिटने का मन तो बहुतों पे किया ,
पर जिसके साथ जीने की तमन्ना हो वो खुबसुरतीं कहीं तो होगी!!
BY:- Ashish Kumar Srivastava
heyy Friends this is my new Blog and this is my First post. Check out my another blog here . Last year has been one of the most beautiful year of my life:
- Got Placed in a MNC.
- Learned Many things from last year.
- Got another lovable niece. [Anvita]
- Faced some of the worse phase of my life which taught me to move on.
- Also revised a fact (which i forgot but some gems recalled me again) “LIFE KEEPS MOVING ON”
- There were some People who were with me no matter what happened,Supported me no matter what happens.
- And most important I was alive in 2011 or “SURVIVED” It to see another most beautiful year coming.
Don’t go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first.