Wednesday, March 31, 2010

A Lyrical Musical Morning Way...!

From many mornings since I've had my music player with me and have developed a strong liking for Lucky Ali.. my morning rides have been kinda similar and b'ful !

My play-list starts with 'Aks'.. the ballad gets me completely and while I cross the generally-shadowed-but-enlightened-by-morning-sun South Main Road.. I feel a pinch of missing love !

By the time I reach Ruby Hall.. its 'Anjaani Raahon Mein'. The lyrical masterpiece that it is; makes me relate the words to the love for my country, feeling of oneness and a hint of thought of the 'Summer' girl with 'jhilmilati aankhein' n 'bholi si adaa'.. and home !

..and when its cloudy-non-sunny-gloomy kinda day.. 'Baadlon Ki Gehrayee' makes sense to me !

As I cross JM.. 'Dekha Hai Aisa Bhi' tells me about myself and leaves me eager to travel through my country and makes me want to get the missing love :)

No sooner does he mellifluously sings 'Dil gaaye jaa'.. I feel happier and recall the happier abstracts of the b'ful life !

Nearing Karve Road.. I hum along '..kabhi kabhi akele mein humko aisa lagta hai'.. no recalls/relations.. I just love the melody too much !

'Gori Teri Aankhein' gives quite a realistic description of a girl I wish could've reciprocated to my friend's love for her.. a girl I wish I knew, for all her colors and her morning-out-of-sleep-still-in-dream eyes ! The raw-grungy voice adds to the feel !

I start to compare my present struggle b/w adolescence-adulthood to my childhood.. and realize that 'Jab hum chhote hote the..' is so true. Damn.. it was so good not being a grown-up :(.. This realization comes along with me reaching the college and now it makes more sense.. Now its submissions-attendance-assignment-writeups against nature-innocence-austerity-love..

May not have a great day.. may have to fake things, lie, cheat, feel disgust, frustration against life, system... but the journey and the accompanying music surely make the beginning of the day a great one ! :)

Dhruv..

Sunday, March 21, 2010

The Window Seat..

Cut/uncut gold.. brought to color by a setting sun which fills some aura into the field patterns..

Village cricket with an earthy feel and the distant huts like miniatures in a craft exhibit..

Shaped/unshaped trees..each with a different sense of beauty; a different story to tell..

Paths cutting through endless fields.. each leading to an unknown destination I wish to be once at..

Vivid scarecrows, the ones I've always doubted on functionality, to shoo away birds that may harm the crop.. the shapes and colors are quite amusing though !

Sunflower fields.. making me recall 'Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge' like visuals. Got no words.. they are so full of austerity and beauty !

Bird groups with a patterned flight.. leaving home together or may be returning to it ! I wonder how do they organize and settle for the shape of their flying fleet !

A father farmer with his beta farmer returning home on their tractor, tracing a rocky-dirty path.. they are happy. Makes me believe that its the destination that matters more than the path when you've had a tiring day !

Trains gushing and rushing back to perhaps where you came from, give a glimpse of a person, whom probably you won't ever see again in life..

Those huge trussy structures.. tirelessly carrying the power that you and I get to use and waste !

Unchanged paths and rail-tracks for ever changing generations.. miss you maa, papa..

Frequent milestones depicting some figures that I don't understand.. not getting an answer to this, my 'guy-perspective' momentarily urges me to believe that it might be the 'figure' of earth at !

Life's good :)

Dhruv..

Thursday, March 4, 2010

A Village Damsel..a figment of imagination !

I picture Harry..the shy guy strolling down a walkway, lit at long shadow distances, whilst aimlessly kicking the pebbles coming by his way...he doesn't have a way..

He has had great times in life. Four years back he was this boy in this big town..everything was new and wow. He found new friends; saw hardships in life; found love; lost love....life's good great..but not so-wished-for at times ! Harry is imaginative..a loner; he likes company but doesn't really enjoy each of it..likes some specific people to be around !
While alone..he imagines; he writes; he snaps; he misses ! This night..while rambling down the walkway he thinks of a village girl... He once happened to see an ethnic 'banjaran' girl near a settlement of theirs, around his high-school. The image has long lived in his mind..the girl was beautiful. She had these deep oceanic eyes and the under-lids were lined black with kajal..her face was this perfectly carved motioned piece of sculpture..a little darkness in her complexion added to her charm. Her perfectly curved-sized ears had these n numbers of ear rings...none so shiny but all just so perfect ! She was clad in that so colorful-mirrored pair of ghagra-choli as if to reflect away all the evil...she was pure...with white armlets covering a major portion of her seemingly long hands...she had this perfectly shaped body; all curves in perfect-proportionate shape..straight out of a beautiful hand made painting of a damsel...damsel..she was there..right in Harry's eyes..a dream pictured !

Dhruv..

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

...when Harry 'couldn't' meet Sally

Harry befriended Sally almost 3 and half years back.

For those initial few months of their time together..Harry was the luckiest guy in the world. He loved everyone and everyone loved him. World was his...and he won hearts. In his college..he met Sally; a sweet-cute-aggressive-caring-feeble girl and one fine day they were friends..

Harry had been in love, was in love but he knew it..this thing with Sally..was something special ! Sally was friend..and more. She cared for him like anything and he loved being pampered..and in turn loved her. She became his best friend. He could talk his heart out to her and she assured him that she'd always be there. When that cop caught Harry for entering a 'No-Entry'; Sally came to rescue. God..Sally drove fast !
In that fun eve in college...she was this crazy girl to be there in those green minis. They had their specifics with the coffee and while Harry was an iceberg..Sally was an eskimo. They studied together and made a lot of fun of each other. She was this caring-best-bud of Harry and though she hurt him sometimes...their relation didn't weaken !

What a girl :)

Sally loves shopping..Harry thinks it makes her happie and he never questions her frequent sprees...she can get these rum colored strands of hair and sport 'em with so much of ease. She has this metal key chain bearing her name and often Harry gets 'em to trouble her. He loves troubling her...rather...enjoys :) But then again...she is her best bud and its just her..whom he can take for an ice-cream, tie those balloons to her hands and she'd still manage that cuteness :) She slaps Harry very often, calls her those not-so-abusive abuses but makes those stupid diagrams for his journals when he is too late or lethargic to get 'em done on his own ! She lends an ear to everything stupid/serious he has to say. She comes a long distance with him just to have the momos he wants her to have..rather have 'em with her :) She is, at times....almost every time, troubled with problems..which more often are born 'cause....she cares..that's her..and that's why everyone who knows her..loves her ! Harry too..and she knows :)

Harry and Sally don't see each other as frequently, as they once used to. Things have changed...times have changed. They have a sweet history and moments to remember..Now there are times when Harry can't meet Sally...he wishes they could ! Harry misses Sally and their time together !

Sally is awesome...Sally should always be happy...Sally shall have the most caring and loving man in her life...Sally's man shall get everything she could ever wish...and...Harry shall always be there for her.

These are Harry's thoughts when he misses Sally and can't meet her...and most of all..can't have that once-in-a-lifetime time with her :(

Dhruv..