Saturday, September 17, 2011

When I really miss you

When I really miss you at times,
I close my eyes and sit alone,all by myself,
I feel you so close to me,yet it aches to reach
I whisper your name  ever so softly 'cause
to my heart you are just a heartbeat away.
I hold my breath with your thought mere,
Afraid to miss that beat without care
When I sit down and think of you,
When I really miss you..


क्यूँ  हमसे ही दूर लिए जाती है ये चाहत हमें 

               क्या जाने कहाँ लिए जाती है ये चाहत हमें 

यूं  जाने की वजह तो कोई नहीं 

               यूं  ही  वक्त  बेवक्त आकर 

सता ही लेती है ये चाहत हमें .



आज को जी ले ,इस पल ही

कल ...

हम थे अकेले 

न कोई साथी , न सहारा 
चले जा रहे थे ,अनजान राहों पर ,खामोश मायूस से ..
न कोई  चाहत, न मंजिल, 
बस साँसें थी,ज़िन्दगी थी तो ज़िंदा भी थे ...

आज ...

तुम हो 

साथी भी है , सहारा भी, 
जीवन के सफ़र में  हमसफ़र भी ,
चलते हैं उन्हीं राहों पर ,मंजिलों की आस लिए ..
क्या जानें और क्यों भला, के ये राहें कहाँ ले जायेंगी,
थामे हैं हाथों को तेरे तो सफ़र ही  हसीं है 

कल ...

आस है ..

अनजाना, अनबूझा कल, किसने देखा है?
गर देखा होता , जाना होता, तो कहते...
फिक्र नहीं ए दोस्त, क्यों खोया  कल और कल में ..
साथ भी होगा,साथी भी,तू  भी होगा ..मंजिल भी ..

आज को जी ले ,इस पल ही 


महफ़िल के चिराग

हर शाम का आलम क्या कहिये, 
महफ़िल की रंगत क्या कहिये, 
गूँगे शायर  हैं मौजूदा ,
गजलों का समाँ क्या कहिये ,

महफ़िल रंगीं  करने को ,कुछ बेजुबां शायर आते हैं 
सदियों से आना जाना है ,कुछ बेकार बेबात की बातें हैं ..

एकाकी,यादें , उदासी ,रंजो-ग़म, बेबसी,बेकारी ,बेकरारी -
यही वे दिलजले  हैं, सदियों से ,जो हर  शाम, पल- पल जला  किये हैं..
यही हैं वे ,जो हर   महफ़िल के चिराग हैं ,
औ यही हैं वे, ए दोस्त, जो  दिलों की दुनिया को रोशन औ आबाद किये हैं 


Monday, September 5, 2011

She came, She saw,She conquered!

I penned my thoughts remembering my guide,my guru on this day last year.

                                                                    courtesy google images
Perfect day to remember those guiding stars in your life,those who guided you,pushed you,instilled values in you. You were like putty in their hands. Over the years,many hands changed and influenced you like different strokes with different brushes .A stroke here ,a pat there and the canvass became more colorful with each contribution.
  Question is ,do you seriously remember them all?.. There are only a few who must have left indelible impression on you. For me it was much later in my student  life, in degree college, that I found such an influence. Till she came into our lives,we were like scores of other p.g.students,abandoned by a transferred guide ,directionless...
  She entered impeccably dressed ,with her head held high,exuding an air of absolute authority. She took mental notes and set about setting our student life right :-)
 First she removed all partitions to make the department sans any cubicles which served as our hiding places away from the prying eyes of teachers.
LESSON 1-If you feel the need to hide,you are doing something you shouldn't be doing 
Next she geared up for cleanliness drive.By then we had enough rebels to resist the idea so next day as the staff trickled in,they were greeted by our HOD cleaning the sinks!! One by one she was joined in by the sheepish staff and we had a sparkling deptt.
LESSON 2-No job is below dignity .
LESSON3-Set an example for your students and staff.
Next she took charge of our messy schedule.Many post lunch sessions were earlier spent in the library to cope up with the backlog of studies and the backlog was created in turn due to our crazy appointment scheduling.She made sure we spent enough time with each patient and never rescheduled any.
LESSON 4-Respect time your own and everyone else's too and time will respect you.
She hates lies, even the most harmless ones and respects an honest explanation, always...
She took complete charge of not only our studies,but even those aspects of our lives which would affect our learning process.She made sure we were fit,ate well,were not distracted all the time etc..Distractions were part of student life and one major distraction is still a mammoth distraction of my life (Hobbs,the hubby) :-D
I even learnt the art of covering and maintaining books at the ripe age of 20 years from her.

During my stint as a teacher,I tried to emulate her in the right spirit as much as I could and the fact that I am remembered fondly by my students to this date is also thanks to her ..

I may not say it in so many words and not so often but I know, she knows, that I care ..
I am proud to be her student and can spot her students from a crowd of students anywhere,any time such is the aura of Dr.Sabita Ram.



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