Surface of Illusion…


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In the playground full of noise and crowd.

Unpleasant experience coming all around.

Passing the buck is so common now.

Everyone pretends to be perfect now.

What make them perfect is an illusion.

Perfection comes from introspection.

Self-claim is the new phenomenon.

I am right always…

You are wrong always…

I know everything…

You know nothing…

What makes them so confident?

It can be…

A hollow surface of illusion.

Surrounded by…

Barking words and fake illustration.

Having their feet above air,

Seems they reside in exosphere.

Once they fall,

They may fall inside earth’s inner core.

Rising above that is not possible.

As entire life, they did which was not feasible.

World is surrounded by such illusionary people.

Such illusion is an illusion.

Reality is different.

As…

Those who pretends to know everything knows nothing.

-Ashish Kumar

Very few…



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The playground of life is crucial.
Attack from every side is sometimes lethal.
Fear of outcome always stops from being creative.
Willingly or unwillingly, majority become defensive.
All are moving and following the crowd.
At the end, most are lost in the crowd.
Life is no more peaceful in this chasing world.
Noise and pain are the main glimpses of this world.
Everyone pretends to be fully intelligent.
That’s the root cause of situation becoming belligerent.
Being calm and polite is rare characteristics of humans.
Outrageous nature can be easily found in humans.
“I know everything” is the general and acceptable truth.
But looking at the other side, lies the bitter truth.
“Very few” people know that they really know “very few”…

– Ashish Kumar

The Lost Battle…



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An unexpected situation came in life.
Leaving no choice except to fight.
Life was giving some deadly moments of curse.
It was an invitation to battle, of course.
There was no support from inside and outside.
It was a playground with devils every side.
The bloody battle playground was set.
As there was no option to reset.

The battle started without any planning and strategy.
It was surely going to be a tragedy.
Not being afraid of the outcomes, gave the best.
No worry even though if I may not rest.
Sort of fear and tension surrounded.
Body, mind and soul, all were wounded.
There were no supportive and motivating noise to hear.
My face was flooded with red tears.
Left in the place of pain and void.
It ended by losing as it was a failed try.

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The lost battle which gave me a lesson of life.
Result matters and so does the attempt in life.
Attempt gives a chance to know the flaws and fault.
As no one is perfect by default.
Rectification of flaws are important to rise.
Not a wise choice to remain in disguise.
Battle still continues…
Some won and some lost.
Enjoyed the won and introspected the lost.
Learning from the day to day battle as well.
Deep diving the life which is indeed a “well”.
As…
The lost battle which gave me a lesson of life.
Result matters and so does the attempt in life.

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– Ashish Kumar

It rained a lot…


Sudden storm with lot of dust.
Making the surrounding full of dust.
Cloud bursting with full voice.
Echoing the environment with unnecessary noise.
Day became night due to dark cloud.
Suddenly barking voice started which was loud.
The situation was out of control.
Nothing was left to do the damage control.
Thunderstorm everywhere.
It rained a lot.
Yes, it rained a lot…
Not from the sky, but from the eyes.
It rained a lot.
Not from the sky, but from the eyes.

– Ashish Kumar

… मैं तो चलता गया |…


सब कुछ सवारते हुए |
खुद को सँभालते हुए |
मैं तो चलता गया |
पर मैं न रहा |

राहों में मुश्किलों को झेलते |
आँखों से आंसूं पीते |
होठों पे मुस्कराहट बनाये हुए |
मैं तो चलता गया |
पर मैं न रहा |
walk

कभी सुख को देख के |
कभी दुःख को झेल के |
अपने आप को भूल के |
मैं तो चलता गया |
पर मैं न रहा |

आवाज़ों के बाज़ारों में |
शोर के भवसागर में |
मेरी ख़ामोशी शांत हो गयी |
बोलूं तो बोलू क्या |
मेरी आवाज़ भी मुझसे नाराज़ हो गयी |
दुनिया की परछाई में |
खुद की परछाई भूल गया |
परन्तु …
मैं तो चलता गया |
पर मैं न रहा |

एक राह पकड़ी ऐसी |
जिस पर इंसान ने कदम ही न रखे थे |
उस अंजानी और अजनबी राह में |
मंज़िल तलाश लिया |
औरो की क्या बात करे |
खुद को ही अपना शागिर्द बना लिया |
अकेले ही रहकर |
अकेलेपन को मार डाला |
पर …
मैं तो चलता गया |
पर मैं “मैं” न रहा |

अँधेरा आया और गया |
पर सवेरा नहीं हुआ |
आने और जाने का चक्र चलता रहेगा |
मैं था , मैं हूँ |
राह कठिन है बहुत |
अंगारों पर चलना होगा |
मुश्किलों को मारने के लिए |
खुद से जीतना होगा |
सवेरा लाने के लिए |
खुद को सूरज की तरह जलना होगा |
डगर मुश्किल है नामुमकिन नहीं |
इसलिए …
मैं तो चलूँगा |
और चलता रहूँगा | 

walk1  – Ashish kumar