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Derek was shell shocked and looked irritated.'Gosh! this connectivity sucks' he muttered. He was repeatedly calling the customer service of the service provider but due to COVID lockdown they too had a limited service. Long hold on the phone call and piling unanswered emails on his mailbox made him worried. Derek was working from home and the set up he made at home looked perfectly like the one he had in office-reclining chair, a laptop, connecting cables, cellphone at his right on table, a box of cigarettes and five thin lines on his forehead. A video message flashed on his cellphone. He played the video which had depiction of mass migration of labors from their respective cities to their home towns. Distressed faces, panic stricken eyes and swollen legs- they had a tale of trauma and agony amid their arduous journey back home. There were no transportation- buses, trains all have been halted due to the spreading virus. On the video they can be seen narrating stories of t

आज़ादी ... नानी  की  ज़ुबानी सीखी  हमने  अधीनता  नहीं ग़ुलामी  से  स्वाधीनता  भली गर्व  से  आज़ादी अपनी यह  कहानी  सुनाती  है  नानी तीस  दशक  चली  थी  त्रासदी कहीं  कोड़े  तो  कही  गोली सोने  की  चिड़िया  कहे  जाने  वाले  देश  में   कपड़े  तक  नहीं  थे  जिनकी  झोली उनका  ग़ुस्सा  जायज़  था , ज़ुबान  बंद  होके  रह  जाती  उनकी क्यूँकि अंग्रेज़ों  का  बलवान  राज  था हिम्मत  कर अवाम  ने  कुछ  करने  की  ठानी ऐसा  ही  कुछ  बताती  है  नानी गर्म  ख़ून  वालों  की  खुली  थी  छतरी जब  युवाओं  ने  मचाया  शोर एक  एक  कर अंग्रेज़ों  के  शासन  में जगह  जगह  किया  तोड़ फोड़ फिर  खुले  क़ानूनी  तंत्र  मंत्र , नेताओं  ने  उठाया  विवाद कहते  ऐसे  नहीं  मिलती आज़ादी उनको अहिंसा  से  बात  थी  मनवानी दृढ़ता  से  कहती  है  नानी आंदोलन  से  हुआ  रुबरू  बार - बार दुश्मनों  ने  कसा  शिकंजा  दुबारा फाँसियों  के  रंग  से  हुआ  देश  तर - बतर मगर अन्याय  किसे  था  गवारा ? समझौतों  का  खुला  दरबार विफल  किया  हमने  उनका  हर  वार जब  बँटवारे  पर  आ

A Beast on the miles!  You are new, you are those few Who can walk on the dew And the feet would never get wet. You are stout, you are loud And let people know your name Tell’ em you have a fame You can write on the tiles You broke the shackles on the smiles You are a Beast on the miles! You are a fire like a burning desire You can bring a spark on the wire, You are the Sun, you are on a run You’ve got million fans to inspire You’ve got to go that far Where you can set your landmark Your lungs are not fragile So breath deep for a while You flaunt with unique styles You are a Beast on the miles! You are pumped up, your blood shoots high You’ve spirit which never go die You are an achiever, a finisher Your medals no one can buy You sweat, you boil under the heat To ensure no one can beat You had an umpteen trials Before you became a Beast on the miles ! Till we run to meet Rajesh

It's Thursday today. Catherine looks brand new. She looks at the daily health magazine and advises her 12 year old daughter Nivia to follow the nutritional health inputs. Her smartphone lying little away on the bed out of her easy reach, even she can't feel the buzz of it. Her dog comes close to her lap and starts licking her, her smile radiates her husband who looks keen to fix a wooden framed painting on the wall. Catherine's small but compact garden gives an aura of all seasonal flowers. She again picks up the magazine when Rich, her 6 year old son carried the dog away. Rich asks her mom if she can quickly give him more inputs to stay healthy. Catherine grins and remains quiet. Rich knew her mom would come back to her soon. Rich goes outdoors and plucks a Lily from the garden. Dog pees at a corner on the garden. Offended Rich again shows the dog where to pee. The Dog looks at him half eyed in surprise. Rich was not the same 3 year ago and neither their dog. Their hom

I am gonna be a Wanderlust Beautiful scenes give me a burst, take me to the world in open space yet so close, confined and vivid. Bring me their dimensions and I shall find cues to go deep in them. I am gonna be a Wanderlust The memories surely can't go rust. I walked miles and miles and miles like our thoughts never stop a while. My shoes spoke to me how long shall I breathe with your feet in. Let me get some air, see the glare revive the flare 'I am gonna be a Wanderlust' I am surprised, they said I must. The blue skies and the shining hills shoot a dart on the window frills of my jaded body that still sense fresh to travel many more years, To inspire and to narrate many on the way Bring me their stories and I shall find cues not to forget. I am gonna be a Wanderlust I promise and the people trust.  © Till we become.. Rajesh

एक कप चाय और ज़िन्दगी हो साई फाई हर वक़्त जब हो तुम परेशान स्ट्रेस को करे बाई बाई एक कप चाय वो ठण्ड में ठिठुरते पल और ट्रेन की खिड़की से वो आवाज़ लाजवाब सी वैसी एक प्याली और खोल दे सुबह का मिजाज़ सुबह के भूखे हाथ में लेके ब्रेड करोड़ो आँखें तलाशती है चाय बस एक डूबकी प्याली में गीली होकर ब्रेड हो जाती डाई एक कप चाय और ज़िन्दगी हो हाई फाई जब कुछ वक़्त बैठके हो बिताना किसी से न लेना राय बस बोल देना एक कप चाय..... अगली प्याली तक राजेश..