Mohabbat

"Mohabbat bhi Zindagi ki tarah hoti hai
Har mod asaan nehi hota, har mod pe khushiya nehi milti.
Jab hum zindagi ka saath nehi chhodte toh
Mohabbat ka saath kyun chhode??
---Mohabbatein

Tuesday, 12 December 2017

The Lost Feelings



When I wrote the post The Lost art I planned to write down its sequences but as usual I forgot, today while checking my files I found the writing “The Lost Art” and immediately the sequences started to knock into my mind, the post is totally ready in my mind so I don’t need to spend time to give it a thought, so started to write down immediately.


The truth of life is…you will respect the things which you have earned after hard works, lots of fights and facing obstacles. We don’t realize the importance of the things which we get easily, this is the reason “struggle” is very much necessary. Tricky people are there who believe in the so called “achievements”(Job, Love,Marriage etc) but personally I believe that trick is merely an output of a devil’s mind especially if you apply it repeatedly.


There must be truth, honesty, good ethics and moral values when you are performing any job otherwise your further activity will surely prove how much truth you have.


So what happens when your love letter is ready…

At first you have to find a way to send it to your beloved, may be through your common friend or when you will meet with your beloved. This action sometime need long time to complete but that’s not a bigger issue, the problem takes place when you or your beloved receive the letter, you feel an extreme curiosity to read it, but how? And where?  These two questions start to haunt you…

Heart: Standing beside the road?

Mind: no, no, this is not right, people will easily realize what actually you are doing, they will look at you, it will be a very uneasy situation.

Heart: So, should I visit my friend’s house…

Mind: no, it’s not logical coz how many times I will visit his house? Whenever I will get letter I will visit my friend’s house!!!! This is ridiculous.


The letter is already in your bag or in your pocket, your heart is continuously asking you to read it and your brain is continuously making calculations about where to read and how much time it will need to complete reading, though heart and mind are always remained as enemies to each other…what heart believes the mind always proofs it wrong but in this issue the mind takes care of the heart a lot…because the mind knows it full well that its not only about “reading” rather its about the feelings, the smiles, the joy while reading, so time will play a big role there, so the mind continues to sort out a better place…

Heart: Bathroom…

Mind: no, no, it’s not possible, if you spend long time in the bathroom you will surely attract the attention of your family members and most importantly…you will perform such a beautiful activity standing in the bathroom!!! You are ridiculous, you have lost your mind, oh sorry, I am the mind and you are the heart, you never have any mind.

The heart cries out…

I can’t hold it anymore, do something as soon as possible,

The mind replies

…my dear stupid Heart, you already know the answer.

The heart screams

…Oh, no not again, that old way.

But it’s the best…the mind suggest.

So, at the end, like as usual…after entering into your room after the dinner you open the letter and start to read and you (those who have been in love) all know what happens next….

“What are you talking about, you old fellow”…sometime I have received these types of reactions and comments whenever I have tried to explain the feelings, the agony, the curiosity, the anxiety, the uneasiness, the restlessness related to reading a love letter coz all these are the parts and the parcels of love.

Now a days…you don’t need to go through these conflictions of heart and mind, mobile has made “love” so easy, you don’t need to panic about how you will talk to your beloved, you can have conversation anytime, you can send her/him msg whenever you need, you can have romantic talks 24X7 hours, everything has became so easy and this is the reason you don’t feel the importance…you don’t need to fight for it, no obstacle, lesser amount of problems, waiting vanished.

What actually make me(The back dated fellow) surprised is…now a days it’s really tough to find the execution of   “special” , I mean…your beloved is the most “special” person for you but she/he is in the common list of whatsapp with your other lots of contacts(friends, relatives etc)…no special place for her !!!!!!

Now comes the conversation…those distorted English which you use for conversation with your friends, At least write complete English words…something should be special for her/him…am I right?


You have to feel deeply the importance of the relationship going through lots of different feelings of heart and mind otherwise it’s never possible to realize its importance.


As now a days young gens does not need to spend time for love so their mind is diverting to other things…the death…if they would had to spend time for love then…not only they would deeply realize its importance experiencing so many lovely feelings rather they would not get time to plan for death playing Blue whale or something else.


Mohabbat ko mazak aur maut ko saukh bana liya.



Monday, 4 December 2017

Tadap---210

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माना के मशहुर बहोत है

 पर

बंदे हम बदनाम भी कम नहीं


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Friday, 1 December 2017

Beauty (Facial) & See (C)








Some are Conscious about their Beauty.

Some have Conceit for their Beauty.

Some are Concerned to their Beauty.

Some don’t Care for their Beauty.







Monday, 27 November 2017

The Experience...Half Fiction



This year winter God is quite in good mood to bless all of us, specially the inhabitants of my town, from the beginning of the season he has started to bless us with high intensity.


It’s always very pleasant to have such blessings from this God but when it happens suddenly and intensely then it really needs time to cop up with.


Sometime the friendship of two Gods can be intolerable for the human beings, this happens when winter God’s friendship becomes deep with rain God, they are enjoying their deep friendship with some fantastic time together and here in the earth we are finding it tough how to celebrate with the two bosom fiends.


Those days were really very different when I was young…now a days I feel I have become an old fellow, yah, really I feel so, why? Because those days I rarely have used any warm clothes in the entire winter season while I am in home town, those days I used to take support of warm clothes only when I was in traveling, except that only a shirt or t-shirt was enough to take the blessings of winter God….this is a different story, little bit unbelievable also.


So, two days ago during evening I was in Enakshi’s house, was busy to discuss some official works, two bosom friends…Rain and Winter God has started to shower their blessings from last three days, sometime they have taken some rest but that day from the dawn they did not stop till evening.


Sitting in the balcony with hot coffee and Peyanji( sliced onions fried after mixing with Besan, the very common food of Bengali’s during rain, try it. it’s really very delicious) we were busy in discussion, being a lazy person I have always found out some easiest way to lighten any work load and being a hard working girl Enakshi has always helped me to my laziness. We both live in the same colony, her house is in the front side of the colony while mine is almost at the middle.
Some people say …”a girl and a boy can never be friends” what they wanna mean is…at the end the boy and the girl will fall in love with each other, I never believed it and with Enakshi it was impossible to take place, why? Ok, read till end and you will know “why?”
After sorting out our works we took another cup of coffee, peyanjis were already in our stomachs, sitting ideally we were discussing about the weather, in the mean time we saw a boy coming through the front lane of Enakshi’s house, he was not in hurry, probably was returning back from market, he was cycling very slowly, he was totally wet, his hairs and his t-shirt were explaining that he was under rain for more than thirty minutes. It was really surprising for Enakshi…how can a boy move so slowly in this winter season being totally drenched in rain. 

She expressed her feelings about the boy

….he really has good immunity, otherwise, in this pinching winter when everyone is busy to return back home as soon as possible after being drenched in rain, this boy is enjoying the rain.

I smiled and looked at her,she asked very curiously
 
…why are you laughing?

She just finished the sentence and the boy crossed us, I informed Enakshi

…go closer to the balcony grills and try to see as much as far you can see in your left, touch your head in the grills, it will help your eyes to cover more distance.

She followed my instructions and when returned back to the chair she was laughing a lot. I really found it tough to stop her, almost after ten minutes when she controlled herself she said

….so this is the actual matter, he was returning from market doing quick cycling and when he came near to my house he slowed down the cycle and just after crossing my house he started to cycle as fast as possible with his shivering body out of cold.

I smiled and replied

…yes, he is trying to impress you from last two months, from the time he has seen you during Durga Puja.

Hmmmm, so you have so much experience about all these…she expressed her thought with meaningful smile and looks.

Yah these are very common and old tricks…I answered.

Where she is now?...Enakshi asked

You know the answer…I replied while lifting myself from the chair.

You are ridiculous…she expressed her inner feelings.

I replied with a smile.

What about this boy?...she asked when we reached the door.

…You are matured and aged enough to take your own decision

…ok then, suggestion pls.

…pretension can never be accepted in any relation.

While I was wearing my sandals she said

…it is said “everything is fair in love and war”

…pretension can never be a part of “fair play”, now he pretends to be as strong as Hercules and later he will pretend as he loves you as Romeo, then when will you know what actually is in his heart and mind?


…wow!! Sometime you sound so intelligent.

I answered lifting my eye brows

...Sometime !!!!!! OK OK, actually you know....quote unquote…in the light of my looks my intelligence gets overshadowed, people are busy to see my biceps, triceps and six pack and so they are unable to see my creativity and intelligence.


After finishing the sentence we both laughed out.


P.S. :- When i started writing "Half Fiction" i did not know i will be able to continue my writing with good frequency, this is the sixth one in this category and i have made it a category in my blog, so for more Half Fictions you can visit this link.