आओ एक कहानी सुनाता हूँ!

हाँ तो, कहानी ऐसे शुरू हुई,

एक रोज़, सुबह के कुछ ४ बजे, मुर्गे ने बांग भी नही दी थी तभी, एक पागल सा दिखता बूढा व्यक्ति सूरज की पड़ रही, उन अभी अपूर्ण रूप से विकसित किरणों में, हमारे घर के आगे जो गली है उसमें कुछ ढूंढ रहा था ।

मुझे उसकी मानसिक स्थिति ठीक नही लगी तो मैंने सोचा कि जा कर उसकी मदद कर दूँ।

मुझे देख बूढे को जाने क्या हुआ । उसने आकर मेरे हाँथ को ज़ोर से पकड़ लिया । ऐसा होने की कोई उम्मीद नही होने कि वजह से मैं थोड़ा घबरा गया था।

बूढे ने मुझे हँस के देखा और कहा कि वो मुझे हीं ढूंढ रहा था। ये सुन मुझे बरा आश्चर्य हुआ । मैं तो उसे जानता भी नहीं था।
मेरा चेहरा देख उसे समझ में आ गया कि मैं क्या सोच रहा हूँ।

उसने कहा कि बहुत दिनों से उसने किसी से बात नहीं की थी । उसे एक इंसान चाहिए था जो उसके दिल की बात सुन सके। कहते कहते उसकी आँखें भर आई।
मैंने उन्हें गले लगा लिया । उनकी सूनी आँखों में वो अश्रु धार मानों रेगिस्तान में एक नदी के समान थी ।
फ़िर मैं उन्हें अपने घर ले आया ।

सूरज की रौशनी के बढ़ते स्वरुप को देखते हुए चाय की चुस्कियां भरी।
इस दौरान न उन्होंने मुझसे कुछ कहा न मैंने उनसे।

उनकी जो बात थी शायद उनके आंसूओं के साथ बह गई।
अब हम रोज़ सुबह मिलते हैं, साथ बैठ कुछ बातें करते हैं और चाय पीते हैं। उन्हें अपने अकेलेपन का एक साथी मिल गया और बिन मांगे भगवान् ने इस अनजाने शेहेर में मुझे एक अपना सा अभिभावक दे दिया।

PARTING NOTE TO 2008

DEAREST 2008,

today your life ends. Thanks for giving me some very good memories and I promise I will preserve them throughout my life. My sister got married, had some great fun together, I mean my family and me. I just love remembering all those times so much. Met some new friends and had a talk with some older ones too. Saw a slight change in Ma and Papa. They have started looking younger. ;). Saw myself getting transformed from fun loving to studious to lazy bug and back again to studying.

I don't remember how the first day of you was spent but I know it would have been really beautiful.

Some hours are still left and I just want to remind you that you were really precious and will always remain.

Will miss you but am eager to see your descendant take care of my life.

TAKE CARE OLD MAN!! I WILL NEVER BURN YOU. YOU WERE BEAUTIFUL AND STILL ARE!


love,

fakir/rasputin/amit

THIS IS RASPUTIN... NOT ME...:p

"अरे ओ BOMBAY वालों,
कुछ COMMENT भी तो मारो....:p."



shuuuu Rasputin shuuuuuu keep quiet!!!!....

इंतज़ार

इंतज़ार करना पसंद नहीं,
पर कर लूँगा,
चलो ये भी सही ।

इस इंतज़ार के आगे अगर बीते को भूलने की आस है,
तो इस इंतज़ार से मुझे इनकार नही ।

दिये को देख रातें काटी हैं,
जनवरी की रात थी,
शरीर पर एक ढंग का कपड़ा नहीं,
चिथरों में लिपटा मेरा शरीर जितना ठिठूरता,
उतनी मुझे तुम्हारी आस तुम्हारे पास खीच लेती थी,
शरीर कांपता था,
पर मानो वो दिया और कहीं नहीं,
किसी ने मेरे दिल में जला रखा था,
शायद बाकी कुछ रह हीं नहीं गया था,
बस मैं था और तुम्हारा इंतज़ार था ।

क्या किस्मत,
क्या समय,
क्या देखना,
क्या सुनना,
चलना,
रुक जाना,
जागते हुए सपने देखना,
और सोते हुए जागना,
कुछ रह हीं नहीं गया है शायद,
देखूं तो बस यही समझ आता है,
कभी मुझे इंतज़ार करना पसंद नहीं था,
और आज बैठा हूँ एक युग से तुम्हारे इंतज़ार में..........



मन हमारा जो लिखे,
वो तुम्हारा!!!


अमित मोहन

**SPOOF OF GHAJINI**

After hearing a lot about the movie “GHAJINI” I thought why not to write a spoof of it?? So here it goes….

Players: Govinda (with his one pack belly) as SANJAY SINGHANIA

Rakhi Savant (equally irritating as she is in the news channels) as KALPANA

OTHER CASTINGS CAN BE LIFTED FROM THE EKTA KAPOOR FAMILY DRAMAS…. (Trust me on this)

SCRIPT:

The movie starts with Sanjay waking up in his room and finding his wife Kalpana sleeping by his side. He sees himself in the mirror and is startled to see the cut marks on his head. He was trying to find the answer to this when his wife told him that he was hit by a cycle while crossing the road cause of which he was suffering from short term memory loss and was unable to make new memories. Sanjay with a surprised look on his face goes to the bathroom and takes off his t- shirt to find something written on his belly. The word was “KILL”. He recognized the handwriting. It was his. Even after a lot of perseverance he was unable to remember why he wrote such thing. Suddenly he found a packet in his pocket; it was a pouch of “rat and cockroach killer”. His brain started to function.

Probably this was what he wanted to write. He used to work in a pest control department which threw him out cause of his disease so he might have decided to fight against those ugly creatures by himself.

One more look on his entire body made him realize that he had some other names too written on his hands. The names were like, Sunita and others. He went back to his room and searched for some other clues. In his drawer he found a Polaroid picture of a lady dressed as a maid and on the photograph it was written in his own handwriting, “She will help you achieve your goal, because she also hates parasites.”

Sanjay was too scared to go outside and he was feeling really embarrassed. Kids used to tease him for his dome shaped belly and now because of his head being shaved cause of the accident his appearance was nothing less than “HUMPTY DUMPTY”.

To engage himself, he kept on feeding the mice in the nearby gutters with the poison he found in his pocket and was happy to see them die in front of him. After finishing the stuff he returned back home and was beaten by his wife cause of being late. He asked her about Sunita and who she was. Hearing this Kalpana lost her temper and kicked his ass and tore his shirt to find some “mirror image” tattoo on his big fat stomach just above his belly button. She pulled him to the mirror to read what was written. The whole statement which Sanjay was unable to read because of the spherical shape of his belly was,

“HAVE TO KILL MY WIFE.”

“HAVE TO” on one side and “MY WIFE” on the other. So what he read was “KILL”.

But Kalpana had read it now. This was the end of Sanjay. Words rushed out from his mouth, “BULL SHIT!”

Of! Course, now he was beaten like bull shit by Kalpana. Sunita came for his rescue and after getting ten to fifteen slaps from Kalpana, she told her about the plan she and Sanjay were up to. They wanted to kill Kalpana so that they could move ahead in their relationship. This was why Sanjay carried a “Rat killer” in his pocket so that whenever he gets time, he could add it to Kalpana’s food. He was annoyed by Kalpana as she was having multiple affairs with guys and girls around. Frustrated by this Sanjay fell in love with his house maid Sunita.

To remind himself about the purpose he carried a note like “READ YOUR BELLY THROUGH AND THROUGH”. But that day the note fell into the commode and got flushed and the confusions got created. Sunita came late to work that day and so their indecent ideas were exposed to Kalpana who later on called the police constable- cum- her boy friend to beat the shit out of the two.

Now, Kalpana is happily married to her boy friend.

Sanjay, after being badly beaten by the constable started forgetting things in a second compared to the fifteen minutes which he took to forget things before. He is popularly known as “ONE SECOND SANJAY”, named after “FIVE SECOND SAM” from “FIFTY FIRST DATES”.

Sunita pleaded for mercy and is dating four at a time now, the constable, the judge who relieved her, ONE SECOND SANJAY (for one second in a day!!) and KALPANA!!!

I NEED REVIEWS FOR THE SCRIPT… DO COMMENT!!!...:p:p:p

RAPUTIN(AMIT)

"I RESIDE IN YOU,
WHY DON'T YOU ALLOW ME TO SPEAK?
I AM YOURS,
LET ME TAKE THE CONTROL,
BELIEVE,
HAVE FAITH IN ME,
LISTEN TO MY WORDS,
THEY ARE NOT MEANINGLESS,
LET YOUR HEART VIBRATE WITH MY BREATH,
LET THE REACTIONS BE GOVERNED BY MY ACTIONS.

YOU WANT TO FEEL THE CHARM OF BEING ALIVE?
LET ME DO THAT FOR YOU.

I WILL LIVE IN YOU.

OPEN THE DOORS,
LET ME IN,
BE FREE.....
BE SAFE.....
LET ME FLY YOUR PLANE FOR YOU....."


one day the fakir said this to me and we both i mean, rasputin & me most willingly gave the handle in his hands on which we had faith.... a faith that told us... "he will take us there where we are striving to go!!".... thnx fakir.. you are for sure a rock star. ..:)


RASPUTIN AND AMIT

तलाश है !!

इस धुंए में जो आग बची है,
इस धुंद में जो पानी की बूँदें छिपी है,
इंतज़ार तो करो,
धुंए की आग भी भरकेगी,
धुंद की बूँदें भी बारिश बन बरसेंगी ।

छोर दो धुंए को,
उसको अपने अस्तित्व की तलाश है,
धुंद को निखरने दो,
उसे बारिश बनने की आस है ।

जो छुपा है उसे क्युं खोजना चाहते हो,
वो उनका स्वरुप है,
उनको पहले वो बन जाने दो,
फ़िर देखना,
एक आग ऐसी लगेगी,
बर्फ की सिहरन भी उसके सामने कमज़ोर परेगी,
बारिश यूं आएगी,
पूरी धरती को भिंगो जायेगी ।

बंध जाऊं सबके साथ !!

डर कर छुप जाऊं कहीं,
या बन पक्षी उड़ जाऊं,
जाऊं आस्मां के उस पार,
जहाँ न कोई मुझे पहचाने,
न मैं किसी को ।

या सब को ख़ुद में समेट लूँ,
सब मुझमें समां जायें,
और मैं सब का प्रतीबिम्ब बन जाऊं ।

एक ज़ोर का तूफ़ान आए,
हम सभी को अपने साथ बहा ले जाए,
कुछ ऐसे मिला दे हमें एक साथ,
चाह कर भी अलग न हो पाएं,
यूँ बंध जायें साथ,
कोई दूसरा तूफ़ान भी उस बंधन को न तोड़ पाये ।

मैं अकेला था, अकेला हीं रह गया!

हवा चली थी अभी,
या किसी के आने की आहट थी,
मैंने कुछ तो सुना था,
कोई आया हीं होगा शायद,
क्युंकी यहाँ हवा तो चलती नहीं,
किसकी कोशिश होगी आने कि,
मुझसे क्या काम होगा किसी को,
क्या किसी को मेरी भी ज़रूरत आई होगी?

नहीं ऐसा तो नहीं हो सकता,
मुझसे किसी को क्या काम पर सकता,
उन्होंने ख़ुद हीं तो मुझे निकाला था,
अपने पास से हीं नहीं,
अपने ख़यालों से भी हटाया था,
पर किसी कि आहट सी तो आई थी,
कोई तो आया था,
शायद मिलना चाहते हो मुझसे,
शायद देखना चाहते हों मुझे,
हाँ , यही बात होगी,
उन्हें अभी भी मेरी साँसों कि आदत होगी।

दरवाज़े के पास जाता हूँ,
कोई बाहर आया है,
उसे अन्दर लाता हूँ।

पर यहाँ तो कोई नहीं,
क्या इस बार भी ये बस मेरा खयाल था,
क्या कोई मुझसे मिलने नहीं आया था,
वो आहट फ़िर से मेरा भ्रम निकला,
मैं अकेला था,
अकेला हीं रह गया !

मैं अकेला था,
अकेला हीं रह गया !

FAKIR SPEAKS!!!..:)

We have the power to change the things for good or bad. Now it's our wish what we want to do and sometimes it depends upon the way we look at things.
What is bad for us may be good for someone else but then what comes into existence is the conscience which can never be wrong.
It doesn't matter how angry you are at someone or something, your conscience will never advice you to destroy the person or the thing.

So try listening to your CONSCIENCE and it will guide you, not only to your destination but to the place where god wants you to be!

Be GOOD.

Remember, you are here to do something good, no! Something really great. Stop living like all, break the rules which ask you to subdue your inner self. Set yourself free and live this life and then you will be like "The Only Happy Beggar" and not like all the KINGS!



fakir

JAMES BOND TEACHES TOO!!!..:)

Q: WHY DOES JAMES BOND CLOTHE HIMSELF WITH A MYSTERIOUS LOOK?



A: CAUSE ITS BETTER TO SOLVE THE MYSTERIES BECOMING ONE YOURSELF.
(if you want something in life, try transforming yourself into the thing!!)


Even JAMES BOND can render some lessons, provided you are open to his teachings rather than eying his girls!!..:P

Anyways, Daniel Craig is probably the best James Bond ever... I realized this after watching the latest Bond movie, "Quantum of Solace" and so I thought, the movie and the actor rightly deserve a place in my thoughts and deeds!!!...

(About the movie name, I am still unable to get why the movie is named so and when I went through some articles I realized that even the writer of the movie, Oscar winner, Paul Haggis doesn't know why the move was named so!....that was quiet funny!!!!...:P)


fakir/rasputin(amit)

HOW TO WIN WHEN YOU JUST LOST?

RASPUTIN ANSWERS:


"It's so damn simple.... should I say or shouldn't I? Anyways I will definitely provide you with this secret ingredient. I hope this isn't shared with all. Keep it a secret. OK!

When you lose, you are a winner anyways. People care about two, winners and losers. Winners don't need anyone to care about them and though we losers too don't need anyone around, it is OK to get some sympathy for losing something which was never made for us. Just stop cribbing about your loss and get set go for the thing which will make you a winner too. The thing which you lost can be won sometime later, now something else requires your attention. Find it and flag the point. Become a winner, come back, and win the one you lost too...

What do you say Mr. Fakir?"

FAKIR:


" I don't care about loses and wins. God made me a human and that’s enough a reason to rejoice and celebrate life's every moment rather than care about such trifle things!"



(They have started it yet again... why don't they realize that finally what they conclude is something very similar to each other!)

amit...

EVERY CLOUD HAS A SILVER LINING!!!

" DON'T LOSE HOPES DOWN UNDER THE EMPTY SKY,
LOOK FOR THE CLOUD ABOUT TO FLY,
CHASE IT TILL IT SETTLES DOWN,
AND TAKE ITS SHELTER IN THE TIMES OF STORM,
I KNOW IT WILL BE A CRAZY THING TO DO,
BUT DO REMEMBER,
EVERY CLOUD HAS A SILVER LINING TOO!!!!..."


(my fakir told me that there is no escape from difficulties, so why not befriend difficulties... and above was how he explained me things!!!!)


amit mohan

SPELL BOUND 2

me: arey aapka profile to bahut clean hai.... iska raaz kya hai????

kahin "HARPIC" to nahin???

aur ye "ODONIL" ki khushboo kahan se aa rahi hai???.... zaroor aapne heen laga rakha hai yahaan!!!

wah wah... kya baat hai.... aap to lajawaab hai....




a: harpic or odonil maine apne profile me to nai lagaya dekhiye ye khushboo kahin aapke naak se

to nai aa rai kahin pee to nai gaye aap naak k raaste usko.............




me: bhaari bakwaas tha... aapko pata hona chaiye ki odonil solid hota hai.... use koi naak ke raaste kya mooh ke raaste bhi nahi pi sakta...

bhaari bakwaas.... bhaari.... ek dam 100 ton ka bakwaas!!!

is par arz kiya hai... aaj ke ek naami shayar fakir ji ne....

aapne zabardasti jo jawaab de daala,
khuda kasam kya gazab dha daala,
hum to aise bhi aapke bakwaas ko naayaab mante the,
aapne to ye bol kar,
bakwasiyat ka monalisa khara kar daala...:P:P:P:P:P

bolo jai baba fakir ki!!!



This is a chat that WE (a & me) had on orkut... lolzz!!!..:)

कुछ समझ न आया था !!

याद है मुझे,
मैंने तुम्हें अपनी एक नई कविता सुनाई थी,
जाने क्यूँ उसे सुन तुम्हारी आँखें भर आई थी,
पूछने पर तुमने कुछ बताया नही था,
मैंने भी अकेले बैठ तुम्हारे उन आंसूओं के बारे में सोचा था,
पर चाह कर भी कुछ समझ न आया था!!

कुछ दिनों पहले,
हाँ अभी की तो बात है,
मैंने तुम्हारी दराज में वही कविता फ़िर पायी थी,
इतने सालों में मैं तो उसे भूल गया,
पर शायद तुम उसे भुला नही पाई थी,
पूछने पर फ़िर तुमने उस बात को टाल दिया था,
उस कविता में ऐसा क्या दिखा तुम्हें,
चाह कर भी,
मेरी कुछ समझ में न आया था!!


ये शायद तुम्हें नहीं पता हो,
पर मैंने कुछ पढ़ा था अभी,
शायद वोह चिट्ठी थी,
जो तुमने पापा को लिखी थी,
लिखा था की बेटे ने एक सुंदर चीज़ लिखी है,
"माँ" नाम की एक कविता लिखी है।

शायद यही बात रही होगी,
मैंने जो ऐसे हीं लिख डाला था,
वोः शायद मेरी "माँ" के दिल के करीब होगी.


माँ का दिल इतना नाज़ुक क्यूँ होता है,
शायद तब भी मुझे समझ न आया था,
और आज सब जान कर भी,
मुझे समझ में न आया है!!!


(कृपया, पाठकों को अगर ये अच्छी न लगे, तो मैं माफ़ी चाहता हूँ , मैंने ऐसे हीं कुछ लिखा है आज भी, क्युंकी माँ के बारे में लिखना शायद मेरी बस की बात नहीं!!)

फ़कीर(अमित)

AM I IRRITATED??

THINGS WHICH FOR SURE IRRITATE ME….

1. People writing past after did… like… didn’t wrote, didn’t got, didn’t said… kind of!!!

2. Himesh Reshammiya pronouncing “genre” as जौनर। (I hate this…. He should be hanged for this)

3. “Cum” substituted for “Come” … do the users of this substitution know the real meaning of cum?

4. Use of “dear” without any special occasion. I feel like a “deer” when people go on calling me by this।

5. Use of “mine”. I know it is not necessarily wrong but I just don’t like it. Why to write “mine family” if it requires less letters for sure to write “my family” and I think it sounds better too।

6. “And” substituted by “An”… what the hell???????????

7. “NA” usages. “He is so handsome naaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!”….. is it necessary to speak English?.. बोलो न भाई, “वो कितना handsome है नाआआआआआआ!!!”….and add as many "naa`s" u want.