बारिश में आँसू

हर शै निस्सार होती है आदमी के कदमो पे,
आदमी बस गुरूर को नहीं जीत पाता!
सावन की बूँदें आंसुओ को छुपा लेती हैं,
वरना वो फखर का मारा रो भी नहीं पाता!!

ठोकर

मदहोश रह के ही सही, ज़िंदगी को बहुत करीब से देखा है!
खुदा को तो नहीं देखा पर सिकंदर को मुक्कदर से हारते देखा है!!
के नसीब से लड़ने वालो को ठोकरों से दोस्ती करते देखा है!!!

IPL's shame

P Sainath has raised an important issue about subsidies being showered to billionaires in the veil of promoting business and cricket. While IPL is already under scrutiny for its dilution of cricket as sports and political nexus that hounds the big money involved in IPL. But there is bigger issue of public money being at stake in IPL's promotion that has been raised in article.
Subsidy is given to businesses in purview of the risk they are taking for improving opportunity in employment in the given region. In context of IPL’s match hosting the subsidies are contradictory to any sane logic.
The foremost reason of subsidy would be the promotion of cricket as sports in India. IPL is seen as launch pad of talent and emerging players. But in India it is other sports which have danger from the already gained position of cricket.
When tax subsidies are given, generally they are because of the impact of corresponding business on employment. As most of game is revolved around already set-up business of entertainment in form of media and TV and not product or service is being manufactured which could provide employment to common man, this factor nulls itself.
With a big schedule that spans more than a month the individual matches cater to entertainment to particular city apart from media. The argument that it could promote tourism and exposure of the city globally has little validity.

While holding of international events like Commonwealth games can be key factor in bringing good money to a city and improving infrastructure and exposure of the city, the same is far irrelevant to domestic IPL games besides the fact that international players are roped in for IPL teams.
The recent row has brought the lack of transparency in Indian Cricket and BCCI's dealings to the fore. Lest the great showcase event of IPL becomes a national shame, it's time that cricket's financial dealings are made transparent and regulatory authorities be made independent from politics and businesses.

Disrespect

According the most earliest reports the tax slabs look for year 2009-10 and 2010-11 looks something like this:

2009-10
0 to 1,60,000	No tax
1,60,001 to 3,00,000	10%
3,00,001 to 5,00,000	20%
Above 5,00,000	30%

2010-11
0 to 1,60,000	No tax
1,60,001 to 5,00,000	10%
5,00,001 to 8,00,000	20%
Above 8,00,000	30%

To sum up a middle class family of income 5,00,000 per year will be paying 34,000 instaed of 54,000. Thats huge load shedding from tax payers's shoulders in itself.

And then if, for fiscal consolidation there are steps to increase oil prices, that's not very big deal. Oil prices already are grossly manipulated(lowered, would be correct word) that this step actually is a right step. And as far as first look tells, there is going to be less burden on common man seeing other public expenditures.

But, oh the ironic fate of Indian politics, for the first time in Indian history there is collective walkout from parliament by joint opposition during a budget speech. Here is the point: this walkout is done by politicians who have least understanding of economics, are chosen by Indian public for highest Indian service who managed to disrespect one of the highest Indian institution (parliament), and thus in a way disrespecting themselves, in utterly distasteful media propaganda. How can someone be so dumb as to walkout without first fully understanding the budget to showcase a knee jerk response on just one clause!!

Naxalism

Sometime back prime minister himself had described the naxalism to be greatest internal threat. But as global markets and share markets once bounced back from recession, even Afghan-Pakistan issue also lost its charm in the euphoria from mainstream media leave alone naxalism. Just before Pune blasts, most recently the blantant showcase of commercialised politics was on display in the from of security to MNIK.

But two recent happenings(Abduction and Killings) have shown that four decade old problem of naxalism is not so easy to be forgotten. In my view, graver is the problem of romanticism with naxalism than the actual problem of naxalism. A lot of folks(intellectuals) I have come across defines it as ideological battle between supressed men and government. The same intellectuals tend to ignore the human rights of common man while shouting loud for the rights of naxalites. But the realities come out quite opppsite way. Take for instance recent abduction, abduction of an innocent officer to free their own people doesn't feel like very humanaly. Killing 10 innocent villagers just because someone didn't adhere to their ideology again doesn't seem to be ways of suppressed men.
I think this is the worst kind of terrorism because when some remote group of people attack on us in the name of jihad, we know it is not our people, it becomes easy to point out someone; but when extremism rises from our own backyards, it is difficult to root out the bad weed without touching the good crop.

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आखें - तेरी या मेरी

तेरी आखें
आखो का दिल से कैसा नाता है यह...
निगाहे कोई झुकती हैं तो हसरतें बिखर जाती हैं!
दिल्लगी करती है ज़ुबान से फिर यह...
जो उठ जाती हैं तो ज़ुबान सिमट जाती है!!


मेरी आखें
आखो का दिल से कैसा नाता है यह...
नज़रें गिरती हैं रुखसार पे, तो हसरतें बिखर जाती हैं!
दिल्लगी करती है ज़ुबान से फिर यह...
की खुद तो नज़्म गा जाती हैं, ज़ुबान सिमट जाती है!!

Cheerleaders

For the first time in the history of world Sari-clad cheerleaders will perform in a cricket match.

"The girls will not wear short skirts as has been done in many other places because it would be against our culture and tradition. Our audience will not accept it. They will have modest traditional attire. They will be dressed as per our tradition and culture.", Orissa Cricket Association (OCA) secretary Ashirbad Behera told IANS.

Seems like cheer leading is in favor of their acclaimed culture and tradition but 'cheer leading with short skirts' is not. I wonder what he has to say to bikini clad swimmers. If he had his way, Indian women will have to wear sari in swimming events of Olympics.

And what if a cheerleader with sari has to perform this act?


I can totally imagine an Oriya girls lifting her sari up to do the trick.

Remembring Iqbal Bano

Listening to a song like this, makes you actually realise what 'spell bounding' does mean...

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Sung by Iqbal Bano
Title: Dasht-e-Tanhai


dasht-e-tanhaai mein, ai jaan-e-jahaan, larzaan hain
In the desert of my solitude, oh love of my life, quiver
teri avaaz ke saaye,
the shadows of your voice,
tere honthon ke saraab
the mirage of your lips

dasht-e-tanhaai mein,
In the desert of my solitude,
duri ke khas-o-khaak tale
beneath the dust and ashes of distance
khil rahe hain tere pehlu ke saman aur gulaab
bloom the jasmines and roses of your proximity

uht rahi hai kahin qurbat se
From somewhere very close,
teri saans ki aanch
rises the warmth of your breath
apani khushbuu mein sulagti hui
smouldering in its own aroma,
maddham maddham
slowly, bit by bit.

dur ufaq par chamakati hui
far away, across the horizon, glistens
qatra qatra
drop by drop
gir rahi hai teri dil daar nazar ki shabnam
the falling dew of your beguiling glance

is qadar pyaar se hai jaan-e jahaan rakkhaa hai
With such tenderness, O love of my life,
dil ke rukhsaar pe
on the cheek of my heart,
is vaqt teri yaad ne haath
has your memory placed its hand right now

yun guman hota hai
that it looks as if
garche hai abhi subah-e-firaaq
(though it's still the dawn of adieu)
dhal gaya hijr ka din
the sun of separation has set
aa bhi gaye vasl ki raat
and the night of union has arrived
[source]

हवस

1.
कोई और वक्त हो, कोई और दिन हो, तो मिट भी जाएँगे
तुम्हारे एक इशारे पे

पर आज हाथ थाम लो, और समेट लो बाहों में
आज मेरी हवस है किनारे पे

2.
अश्कों को आज पोछ दो, यह मेरी वफ़ा के टुकड़े हैं
चुभ गए तो, दाग ही लगाएँगे, दामन सारे पे