thoda sa aasma, thodi si zameen;
har nazar main dhoond-tain hain khud ko kahin

Kaam karne ki ikcha nahi hai aaj kuch khaas
office mujhe nazar aa raha hai sandas

coding karne main nahi hai koi khyati
ab to keyboard aur monitor se ghinn hai aati

charon taraf chaaploosi ki badbu faili hai
aur dhone ke liye lota nahi, kagaz ki thaili hai
jisme se dhone se pehle paani beh jaata hai
saala kagaz bhi kisi kaam nahi aata hai, geela hai phat jaata hai


humne ganda nahi kiya, phir bhi gandagi main jeete hain
doosron ka phata , hum seete hain
Itna sab kar ke bhi koi sabaashi nahi paate hain
kyunki apna kaam khatam karke hum jaldi nikal jaate hain

In baaton ka kisi ko nahi hota Ehsaas
Kyunki hum muskurate rehte hain, nahi hote badhawas

Kaam karne ki ikcha nahi hai aaj kuch khaas
office mujhe nazar aa raha hai sandas, office mujhe nazar aa raha hai sandas.

जनतंत्र का बोझ

हमारे चुने हुए कुत्ते हमे ही काटते हैं ,
हर 5 साल बाद ये हमारी गलियों से भौकते हुए गुज़र जाते हैं .
जो बोटियाँ 5 साल में नोची थी उनके कुछ टुकड़े फेक कर ये बहुमत को रिझाते हैं ,
कभी TV , कभी car, to कभी समाज बाटते हैं।

आम आदमी इनकी चाल समझ नहीं पाता ,
उसकी आँखों मे भूक होती है ,
वो रोटी से आगे कुछ देख नहीं पाता .

जब कभी इस जनतंत्र का भ्रम टूटता है, आम आदमी मशाले लिए सड़क पे उतरता है
तभी कहीं से ज्ञानी प्रकट होते हैं, नीति अनीति का पाठ पठित करते हैं
कहते हैं की शिक्षा इस भ्रष्टाचार का मूह तोड़ जवाब है ,
पर जनतंत्र मे क्रांति घोर पाप है

अरे किस सिक्षा का हवाला वो देते हैं
जो कभी इन तक पहुँच ही नहीं पाती , सरकारी खजाने से निकले कागज़,
किताबों के पन्ने न बनकर इनकी जेबों की धौंस है बढ़ाती।

लाचार आदमी अपना दर्द लिए कानून के पास जाता है ,
कानून उल्टा उसकी लाचारियों को बढ़ता है ।
कानून कहता है तू है कौन , कैसे यूं मूह उठाए चला आया
पहले खुद ही नियुकत किया , अब खेद प्रकट करने आया

हैरान आदमी , हर तरफ सिर्फ भक्षकों को पाता है
देख के उनकी शक्ति , उसका विश्वास टूट जाता है
क्रोध मे आके वो फिर हथियार उठाता है
कभी उनपे तो कभी खुदपे गोली चलाता है ।

ज्ञानी फिर प्रकट होते हैं , कहते हैं -हम हिंसा की घोर निंदा करते हैं
आओ इस समस्या पे बैठकर थोड़ा विचार विवाद करते हैं
जाने क्यूँ लोग आपस मे लड़ते झगड़ते हैं
असीक्षित हैं , इसलिए ऐसा व्याहवार करते हैं
शिक्षा ही इस अलगाववाद का जवाब है ,
पर जनतंत्र मैं क्रांति घोर पाप है
पर जनतंत्र मैं क्रांति घोर पाप है ।

---- रवि झा

Whatever Works

Nothing comes to anything, and yet there's no shortage of idiots to babble.
(Not me. I have a vision.I'm discussing you.)
Your friends, your co-workers,your newspapers, the TV.Everybody's happy to talk,
full of misinformation. Morality, science, religion, politics,sports, love.
Your portfolio,your children, health.Give me a break.If I have to eat nine servings of fruits and vegetables a day to live,I don't want to live.I hate goddamn fruits and vegetables. And your omega-3's and the treadmill and the cardiogram and the mammogram and the pelvic sonogram and, oh, my God, the endoscopy! And with it all, the day still comes when they put you in a box and it's on to the next generation of idiots who'll also tell you all about life and define for you what's appropriate.

I'm sure you're all obsessed with any number of sad little hopes and dreams.So whats the point of all this, well there is no point. Thousands of years ago, ancient peoples, Egyptians, Romans, Mayans were walking home, just like us,discussing where should they eat or making small talk.
"Hey, we just bought a great house on the Nile with a yard,overlooking
the Pharaoh's new pyramid".Or, "My, my physician says...peacock tongues
are bad for your heart. Or, "I'm worried I can't get my kid into a really good Aztec preschool".
What the hell does it all mean now? Zero. Zilch.

Incidentally, don't think I'm bitter because of some personal setback. By the standards of a mindless,barbaric civilization, I've been pretty lucky, to have survived this place. My philosophy is, whatever works. You know,as long as you don't hurt anybody.Any way you can filch a little joy in this cruel, dog-eat-dog, pointless,black chaos. That's my story

Begana gaana (song about song)

ye to mukhda hai, mukhda hai, mukhda hai
ye jo mukhda hai, mukhda hai, mukhda hai
hota har gaane ka ek mukhda hai
mere gaane ka bas ye hi mukhda hai

Ye jo aaya hai gaane ka 1st verse hai
meri life mere sapno ke adverse hai
iske aage ki liney to much worse hain
Unmain roya maine apna dukhda hai
ye jo mukhda hai mukhda hai mukhda hai - chorus

zara gaur pharmaiyega. Arz kiya hai-
Dekhiye ye gaane ke beech main ek shayari hai..
Dekhiye ye gaane ke beech main ek shayari hai..

Ab main aage kya sunao , kisi ne faad di meri diary hai

Chorus -ye jo mukhda hai.. -X3

ye aaya gaane ka 2nd verse hai
ye gaana nahi hai ye ek marz hai
sunane wale ja tujhpe ye ek curse haiiiiiiiiiiiii
(tempo change)
teri biwi na tujhpe taras khayegi
jhaadu pocha woh tujhse hi karwayegi
din ba din salary teri ghat jayegi
teri gaadi traffic main thuk jayegi
teri saasuma bas teri jaan khayegi
(I am out of breath.)
false ceiling se plaster ukhad jayega
tune paala jo kutta woh mar jayega
tere kamre main seepage ho jayega
zindagi bhar saale tu to pachtayega

Ek aur shayri hai zara bardasht kariyega -
arrey kuch to sharm kar, thodi to kar haya
arrey kuch to sharm kar, thodi to kar haya

bhaag ja begairat, ab to main bhi pak gaya


ye jo mukhda hai mukhda hai mukhda hai - chorus

This is absurd.

Only if she knew that she is the reason that I will never fall in love again.

What have I become? I am not dead, there's still life left in me. May be I have become indifferent . But why this happened to me? is this common? or is this you? I didn't realize it for some time, but now I doubt.
When you stand in front of me, what do you know of my griefs and what do I know of yours?
Can you get rid of the shame associated with revealing the innermost emotions, we then wont have the need for deception. If you can't, just ask me, ask me to share. I am not afraid that my sharing will not be reciprocated. I know you fear that your emotions might be used against you. There is this fear that some emotions might not be accepted by the listener of a society. All I want is a hint, so that I can react. I dont want to waste my life waiting for that one chance that will change everything for good. Already much unhappiness has come into the world because of bewilderment and things left unsaid.

Evolution of Intolerance

I think religion evolved as a phenomenon of internal conflict within our species where clans, tribes and societies fight with each other to increase their genetic footprint on the basis of ideologies. As we can observe that conflicts between individuals, are mainly to get control of more resources and increase their genetic footprint, we(humans) did so by waging wars on the basis of ideologies, because we learned to Reason. People felt this urge to do things that otherwise they would not like to do within their own clan or tribes like raping the women, killing the young ones and enslaving the men. This cognitive dissonance led to the invention of god, where in the individual justifies its acts of spreading its genes as rightful and done under the divine supervision and influence of god which otherwise is immoral if practiced within the local gene pool. Moreover, As human mind evolved it became more and more empathetic and platonic. In every society almost simultaneously there was an advent of moral values which ranked materialistic desires as depraved. So, humans needed reasons that went beyond materialistic or sexual desires to run into conflicts. And conflicts on ideologies is not only limited to beliefs about god, but also on ideologies like economy (capitalism & communism) , race and culture. conflicts are very important part of our life system, since they serve as a mechanism to control population and increase competition. In absence of conflicts we could never have reached this age of technology and science.I think you will agree that most of the technologies that make our day to day life more convenient and safe were once funded by military, right from internet to the nuclear energy lighting our streets.