Tuesday, October 27

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माशाया के मरासिम
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माशाया के मरासिम

मैं वहीं हूँ मैं जहां हूँ, या, मैं वहाँ भी नहीं हूँ मैं जहां हूँ। मैं ख़यालों में हूँ, मैं सवालों में हूँ ,बदलों से ऊँची उड़ानो में हूँ ,क़िस्से में हूँ, कहानियों में हूँ ,चर्च के पीछे और ,साड़ी की दुकानो में हूँ ।तस्वीर में, मुस्कुराहट में, गीत में, और ग़ज़ल में, तेरी हर आहट में, मैं कहाँ नहीं हूँ ,तुम जहां हो मैं वहां हूँ । गुलाब चाहे उन्नीस का हो अट्ठाईस का हो या छत्तीस का हो ,दिल के मशाया में मोहब्बत के मरासिम एक ही हैं ।। As a candid confession, I must say I was oblivious to the meaning of this word 'Mashaya' till now and I still am to a great extent. this word probably means 'Thanks' or a 'Pub' or 'Bar'...whatever, who cares? Overnight, my frantic search through the oblivion of sanctum santorum of heart has not been to find the meaning of just one word but to find an emot...
MEDICON 2020
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MEDICON 2020

After two hugely successful workshop days when this academic event reached its culmination on the final conference day, I was a little shilly-shally about its performance with less than the countable number of attendees in the morning. I thought let's keep twenty-twenty hindsight- it's not easy to ensemble the entire orchestra of such discordant instruments, not easy to bring so many different specialities onto a single platform and yet keep the morale high. But this academic fiesta was set to prove me wrong as it went a magnificent peripetia both in terms of attendance and performance with delegates and faculty rushing in from all corners. The conference definitely had a new dimension with very well organised workshops and mobile OT, great participation and discussions and deft ...
Magiquest
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Magiquest

नीलम नीलम चंदिनी में डूबे ,पूनम पूनम के चाँद से चेहरे ,कर्मठ, कार्यकुशल और कुलीन ,अचंभित ,मैं बैठा भाव विलीन कोमल कोमल कर कमलों के, विमल विमल मोहक मोहरे ,नीलम नीलम चाँदनी में डूबे ,पूनम  पूनम के चाँद से चेहरे.The hall was dazzling with blue clad glamour divas when I walked in, of course, the mood was academic but it surely had festal toppings on it.Imagine the state of superlative addition my already  elated mood felt when after chairing an academic session ( at MEDICON 2020, I was shuttling between the two conferences), I was greeted by a very a humble, caring and honourable host standing at the entrance near a rainbow coloured RANGOLI.  The graceful voice of our elegant anchor echoed in the auditorium steering the sessions wit...
Euphoria Infinite
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Euphoria Infinite

I had been a fiddle-footed gadabout especially with regards to my thoughtful sojourns in social gatherings and events but this Fais-dodo of excitement was different. I had been pulled, lured, cajoled and sculpted to make my first stage appearance in the past forty years. On that cold winter evening when the mercury had stooped so low and refuse to travel upwards, refused to budge from the immediacy of zero. Did I just say 'stooped' and not dropped? Well, then stooped it is, otherwise, what reason could be ascribed for the temperature to remain so cold and wind so chilly? Didn't they know that the stars and budding stars will be performing out in the open? Anyways, let's leave their preposterous treachery aside. Let's continue with my fanciful journey as an insider into the co...
Hungama night
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Hungama night

"ये मेरा दिल प्यार का दीवाना .... In that adorable ambience of Sharad Poornima night when the moon was shining with its full vitality and viridity, I stood watching the mermaids dance. But for my stupid aplomb and self control, I would surely, have loved to embrace those alluring smiles and the flexuous sheen. No! No! its not a 'ben trovato', it was a real 'coup de foudre' with the zeal and spirit of the dancers.  As for those dancing off the stage well, they were a treat to watch. As if two years of abstinence had ballooned up so much of emotions and let go spirit that it just needed a prick of opportunity to blast. Like fire crackers from a burning Rawan effigy and it went much the same way..... Crazy, Stupid and Lovely.  Pic of the day See this man, his spirit and ecstasy...
Thinkers conclave…Opening doors, opening mind.
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Thinkers conclave…Opening doors, opening mind.

"The lingering taste of togetherness that will surely find a befitting niche in our memory..." the young anchor said as I entered into an auditorium jam-packed with a spellbinding wave of enthusiasm for the grand finale of 'Thinkers Conclave'. Earlier, before arriving for the show, I was lead by my host, the very gracious, very elegant Mrs Sonia Verma the honourable principal of Khaitan Public School for a tour galore of the astonishing and ultramodern school campus and the arts wing. What was enthralling to see though, was not only the glimmering corridor historiated with in-house artefacts and paintings reflecting the mark of artistic brilliance behind them but rather the manner in which the young minds were being sculpted and groomed to become fine leaders in this workshop. " ...
Yog….Discovery of thy self
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Yog….Discovery of thy self

खर्राटों की मधुर ध्वनि sounds quite an oxymoron, isn't it? The inherent humour in this comical oxymoron has a degree of positivity that has the power to culminate into the enormity of laughter therapy. That's the power of yoga. Fifth international Yoga day celebration at IMA Bhawan Ghaziabad gave me this enlightening opportunity to dwell into the inner cores of mind and discover what was clearly unfound till date... Me, obscured by my insipience self. Through the canopy of green leaves and crisscross branches of the tree my gaze filtered across into the infinity of sky above as I lay under the tree looking upwards. The canvas of soothing greenery against the backdrop of clear blue sky summered my vision before I closed my eyes ( आँखों को कोमलता से बंद करें ..). I wondered w...
Rurban Picnic
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Rurban Picnic

Grand Masti... Me Time-You time Bus-full of beauties in a mood ready to rock-n-roll and with a look edging to kill of course, a skimble- scamble like myself rippled out to occupy the far corner seat. But the quiet confines this cornering out had its own privileges in providing the panoramic view of the spectacle. This writing which is becoming a vade mecum is but just a tribute. Carry On RURBAN The buoyant yet incandescent spirit of Picnic carried me to a place called Rurban Village not far from here where the beauties staged a Latto dance, the adventurous walked on shaky rope and the attitude battled at the edge of the shimmering blue.  COME ALONG Shshhh... Eat quietly warden i...
Underneath The Banyan Tree… I grew.
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Underneath The Banyan Tree… I grew.

Thirty years after, and this time ten years longer, the ghost of Rip Van Winkle within me decided to wake up from the isolato life he was sleeping in and longed towards the nostalgic shadow of the Banyan Tree. Pulled by the earthy scent of the red gravel my feet tottered up the most familiar path. Trying to move faster than they needed to, I reached at the MSOSA dinner party one hour ahead of the schedule... and thankfully so, there were so many memory cards up for grab. That scintillating shine off the basket ball court where the Tilak, Nehru, Lajpat and Bose were standing in groups ready to barge into the assembly session. The schmaltz sphere called Sir Shankar Lal Hall...I wish I could indulge in the customary ritual of taking my shoe off beside the entry gate and ent...
Weekend Funda…Go Missing
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Weekend Funda…Go Missing

I am not endorsing the old hedonistic theory that pursuit of pleasure and material goods is the primary goal of life but the statement that the 'desire for happiness is the basic human trait, resonates in the realms of reality. For me this pursuit of happiness embellishes itself in my own doctrine of detoxification. One hour with thy body and one day with thy mind...Go missing from the world. One hour a day for your body and one every week or at least a fortnight you should go missing, away from, your routine world of prohibitions, inhibitions and limitations, from work and duties and should make a conscious effort of detoxifying the body and mind. Oh! Hell with the philosophy... just go missing...Disappear. When the wheels of my car got rolling again in this...