Saturday, July 26, 2008

BEING SMALL TOWN PARENTS...

Last week I visited one of my friend’s home who has joined an MBA institute in Pune about a fortnight back. I could sense that his parents were missing him badly already. His mother summed up her feelings when she said,”khana banane ki icha hi nahi hoti?” My friend’s sister got married in January and now his parents are alone at home.

One of my other friend could only manage a little smile when his mother posed him a very simple question, “can’t you find a suitable job of your field here itself?’ The very painful thought that their children are going to leave their homes for their career is in the mind of many parents; only few though are able to express their feelings. Which parent would like to become a hindrance in the career of his or her children?

Glamorous jobs with fat packages always belonged to metros and other big cities. Although smaller cities and towns are creating more jobs than before but for the professions like engineering, management and accountancy, metropolitans are the ultimate destinations. A surge in our economy has created a lot more job opportunities in these fields and so the employable work force is being looked for, beyond the cities in the smaller towns and cities. As a result, small town youth is getting more opportunities to go into these fields and they are moving towards big cities like never before.

But is it a new phenomenon? Not really. This has been going on since independence. People used to move out of their towns and villages to bigger cities in hope to make it big there. Many of them aspired to become big business man. Others just wanted to get suitable employment and earn money. But the whole scenario was different then, economically as well as socially. First of all, that period belonged to joint families. Many times the migration to the big cities was more an inner urge to do something beyond convention rather than the need. If they didn’t succeed in their endeavor, they would return to their homes, to their families.

But today, in the present era of nuclear families living on the concept of ‘hum do hamare do’, this migration has a lot more effect on the social life than ever. If a family consists of two children, a boy and a girl then the things become more complicated when the girl is married off and the son goes to big cities for job hunt. It results in a creation of void for the parents. More often the job scenario is such that it takes a person around 4-5 years before he attains some stability. By that time he often has to wander from one city to another city due to the job. After that only he can ask his parents to come and stay with him. In few cases parents too don’t want to leave the place where they have lived for so long, the place they know and where they have relatives and friends.

Let’s talk about girls now. Though parents are more forward now, they still hesitate in sending their daughters alone to big cities far away. A sense of insecurity coupled with a certain reservations in their minds leads to forbidding their girls to pursue their dream jobs. More often than not they end up as lecturers in colleges or are married off. They don’t get much opportunity to plan their careers their way. But are the parents really to be blamed? I don’t think so. It is really very difficult to imagine what is going on in your parents’ mind until you yourself become one.

As I was writing this post, I came to know about the ahemadabad blasts. The first thought that came into my mind was about the increasing woes of the small town parents. As the terrorism is becoming a part of day to day life of the people of metros, the small town parents too would have to learn to live in this manner. As my friend commented after the bangluru blasts, "the most difficult thing for me when I will leave my home will be to make a promise to return soon. "

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Is sach ko magar...

Har saher khud se tujhe bhool jaane ka wada kiya karta hun
magar dil hi dil me to tere laut aane ki dua kiya karta hun
Yun to chhod gayi teri kashti mera saahil kab ka
hawao se main phir bhi use mod lane ki umeed kiya karta hun

Tera saaya ban manzil tak saath chalne ki khwahish thi meri
waqt ki lehron  se bas itni si hi gujarish thi meri
aaj magar jab juda ho gaye hain hamare raaste is tarah
tere aks ko dil me basaye main din raat safar kiya karta hun

Wo haseen lamhe aaj bhi meri yaadon me chhaye hain
teri ek jhalak ko ab bhi dhundhti meri ye nigahen hain
Dariya ban tum to kab ki behkar ja chuki ho
Main to talab ka pani ban phir bhi tera intezar kiya karta hun

Aakhir kyun yun basant ke baad patjhar ka aana hota hai
kyun achanak khwabon ka tut kar bikhar jaana hota hai
jaanta hun ye ki har hasrat haqeeqat nahi ban pati
is sach ko magar roz jhuthlane ki koshish kiya karta hun...

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Ek Kavita : for my Grandma..

There is a gap of 3-4 days between this post and my last post.Well there were a no. of reasons behind it, one of them being my monitor creating a problem and secondly a bit of laziness on my part. But I'm back now. This particular post is dedicated to my GrandMa whom I lost sometime back. I'm expressing my feelings through a Hindi kavita.

Beetey Lamho ko yaad kar main yun hi muskura deta hun
inhi palon ke sahare to main aapko phir se paa leta hun

Darwazo ke kinare kabhi-2 mujhe aapka aks nazar aa jata hai
ye waham bhi mere dil ko magar kitna sukoon de jaata hai

Aapse kuch sun na tha, kai baatein mujhe kehni thi
kya khabar thi ki zindagi yun hi yahan se chal deni thi

Kaash ye waqt yun is qadar beraham na hota
ek bar peechey mud jaane ka chhota mauka to deta

Zindagi ke safar ka shayad yehi aakhiri fasana hai
insan ko bas ek tasveer me simat ke reh jaana hai

Main magar zinda rakhe hun aapko meri yaadon me
aapke kisse kahaniyo me, aapki bholi baaton me

Magar har saher mujhe jab neend se jagati hai
meri palken aansuo se phir bhi bheeg jaati hain

Hai ehsas ki ab raah me aapka saaya saath na hoga
magar mere dil ka jahan to aapki yaadon se aabad hoga..

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Few gems of unconventional nature...

A couple of days back I watched one of the most critically acclaimed bollywood movie of this year ‘Aamir’. The movie was no doubt superb in terms of script, pace, cinematography and acting. But one thing that blew me away was the music which ably supported the movie in every frame. The lyrics of the songs are in perfect synchronization with the situations depicted in the film. I hadn’t heard the songs of this movie before, so when I was listening to them a thought came into my mind which has culminated into this post.

In the modern music world driven by the aggressive marketing strategies, where most of the songs have a very little shelf life, we often miss out small gems. There may be a no. of reasons behind it like the music not being promoted properly (it often happens with small budget films) or a song which has been overshadowed by the other chartbusters of the same film. One of the primary reasons though has been the ‘unconventional nature’ of these songs which limited their reach to a small no. of people. I have compiled a list of 10 such songs since 2005.

1. Aashayein(Iqbal) :- A gem of a song with a composition by Salim-Sulieman and voice of KK. The lyricist is Irfan Siddique. The song is about hope , determination and aspirations. Songs with such positive elements have been penned very few times before and this makes the song more special. KK has sung it marvellously.

2. Apni julfen(Tajmahal:An eternal love story) :-The movie was a crap, but that can’t be said about the music. This was the last film of legendary composer Naushad. The music is no way near to his old classics but it is better than many other films releasing now and then. This particular ghazal is the best composition of the film. I never liked Hariharan’s ghazals from his private albums but this time he has delievered. Naqsh layallpuri has written the lyrics of this ghazal.

3. Naam Ada Likhna( Yahaan) :- Yahaan was a small movie that went away without a whimper. The music had a similar reception. It was composed by shantanu moitra and consisted of some beautiful songs but this was the best. Shreya ghoshal is in full form and is ably supported by Shaan. The lyrics of Gulzar provide the finishing touches, capturing the essence of this movie set in Kashmir.

4. Yeh haunsla(Dor) :- Another Nagesh kukkunor film, another Salim Suleiman composition , another song with positive vibes and another winner. The lyrics this time though are by Mir ali hussain and the vocals have been provided by Shafaqat amanat ali, this song is in complete contrast to his earlier hit ‘mitwa’ but ali has done full justice with the song. Unfortunately, the song had similar fate as the songs mentioned above.

5. Neele neele( Holiday) :- This movie was one big flop but the music by Ranjit barot was a winner. I loved all the songs of the movie but this is my personal favourite. Shreya ghoshal produces magic yet again. The lyrics by Neelesh mishra are simple and beautiful.

6. Jaane kya chahe ( Pyaar ke side effects) :-This song was a pleasant surprise for me as rest of the songs of this multiplex movie are fast paced hip-hop and bhangra numbers. After a song with high notes‘ya ali’ Zubin makes a transition to semi-classical and comes out with flying colours. Mayur puri has written the lyrics and Pritam is the composer. Alas! The song was overshadowed by other big hits of this film.

7. Halke-halke( Honeymoon travels pvt. limited) :- Neeraj shridhar got a perfect song from Vishal-Shekhar to show his verstality and he doesn’t disappoints. And when you have lyricist like Javed akhtar, the final outcome is bound to be an absolute delight for the listeners.

8. Kasak( Chhodo na yaar) :-Music director Anand raj anand is the single creative force behind this song, penning lyrics as well as providing vocals. The song is a semi-classical and different from the beats-oriented songs for which anand is famous. It is an instant relief to the ears. If only the movie would have been as good.

9. Aaoge jab tum(Jab we met) :- This song was a minor hit but it deserved more. When you have such youth oriented tracks like 'mauja hi mauja' and 'yeh ishq hai', a song with classical touch was bound to be overshadowed. Ustad Rashid khan’s voice is mesmerizing. Irshad kamil’s lyrics provide the necessary feelings of longing for a loved one.

10. Ya rehem( Aamir):-Finally the song which prompted me to write this post. The whole creative bunch behind this qawalli is comparatively new to the film industry but they have done a superb job. Amit trivedi and Amitabh have performed a dual job of singing & composing and singing & writing respectively, but none of them disaapoint. The third singer is Murtja-qadir.

This list is my personal favourite. I might have missed out a few other songs, but would be very happy if the readers are able to mention few more. See u soon with my new post.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

The Poems

SAAYE ME DHOOP

kahaan to tay thaa charaagaa har ek ghar ke liye
kahaan charaag mayassar nahii shahar ke liye

yahaan darakhton ke saaye me dhuup lagatii hai
chalo yahaan se chale aur umr bhar ke liye

na ho qamiiz to ghutano se pet Dhak lenge
ye log kitane munaasib hain is safar ke liye

Khudaa nahiin na sahii aadamii kaa Khvaab sahii
koi hasiin nazaaraa to hai nazar ke liye

vo mutama_in hain ki patthar pighal nahiin sakataa
main beqaraar huun aavaaz me asar ke liye

jiyen to apane bagiiche mein gulmohar ke liye
maren to Gair kii galiyon mein gulmohar ke liye

STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;

He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

ROBERT FROST AND DUSHYANT KUMAR : PART 2

‘Stopping by woods on a snowy evening’ by Robert frost was one of the three English poems in our course book, but only this poem attracted me. Leaving the simplicity of the language apart, the relevance of the poem to my (and many others) life at that particular time drew me towards it. The 12th standard is a crucial juncture in a student’s life. The final step before a person takes a plunge into waters of college life which eventually decide his /her future course. This poem reflects a student’s thoughts at that point where he makes up his mind ‘to walk many a miles before stopping’ I was no exception. The last 4 lines of the poem sum up the motto of life- ‘go on and on’. This poem still encourages me whenever I feel down and out. Many of you would have already observed that I derived my blog’s name from this poem’s last line only.

Now let’s talk about the 2nd guy, Dushyant Kumar. His ‘Saaye Me Dhoop’ is a masterpiece in itself. Apart from one or two typical words, the poem is understandable. It doesn’t match ‘Maithilisharan Gupt‘s typical Hindi poetry or Mirza Ghalib‘s heavy Urdu ‘Shero-Shayari’. But what mesmerizes you is the way simple Hindi and Urdu words have been used to create some very beautiful lines. Consider this

KAHAN TO TAY THA CHARAGAN HAR EK GHAR K LIYE
KAHAN CHIRAG MAYASSAR NAHI SHEHAR K LIYE
YAHAN DARAKHTON K SAAYE ME DHOOP LAGTI HAI
CHALO YAHAN SE CHALE AUR UMRA BHAR K LIYE

MAYASSAR: - AVAILABLE DARAKHT: - TREE

I became obsessive with the word darakht due to this poem. I use this word often in my poems and all posts in this blog are under the name ‘Darakht’.

Whenever I will get opportunity, I would discuss more about Dushyant Kumar and his ‘Ghazals’ as well as one more poem by Robert Frost. So , this tale about two different poems and their effect on my life comes to an end. See you soon with my new post. Till then enjoy both of these poems.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Robert Frost and Dushyant Kumar : Part 1

Though I’m fond of reading, poetry never appealed me. There are a number of reasons behind it. When I was a school student, stories were a big source of entertainment (no PC’s and few homes with cable TV that time) for me as well as many of other children of my age. Our course books featured some of the very fine English as well as Hindi stories. Though, what I observed later, the quality of poems and kavita too was superb. But at that tender age, the poetry served only one purpose: in earning some easy marks in recitation.

As I moved into secondary and senior secondary classes, English poems almost disappeared from the books, while Hindi poetry became almost unbearable. The Hindi ‘Padhya Sangrah ‘consisted of some of the fabulous ‘dohas’, and 'kavita' of poets ranging from pre mughal era to that of post independence era. But again, instead of enjoying them, we got engaged in only doing ‘sarlarth’ and ‘bhavarth’ of the poems without delving into their souls, thanks to our present educational system. ( Sarlarth is somewhat analogous to the decoding process that I encountered in my engineering. The difference lies in the fact that when you decode something, you get the correct information or the wrong one. In case of sarlarth, you are always partially correct and the degree of correctness depends upon how much is your answer in tuning with the person correcting your copies. I guess I was unlucky both times.)

I was in class 12th when 2 different poems, one that from the English text book and the other that from Hindi drew my attention. What was appealing about them was their simple language and the message delivered. It was something that I hadn’t seen before. The Hindi kavita was more special because it consisted of Hindi-Urdu words in a manner we actually speak and can relate to and understand easily. I got interested in that poet and looked for his most acclaimed work. That poem doesn’t carry any specific message and you can make a lot of inferences from it. What struck me though was again the use of simple words by the poet to express himself. His poems aren’t hard core Hindi or Urdu, but a healthy combination of both that a person with a little bit of knowledge about these languages can easily understand. It was his ‘ghazals’ which inspired me to write poetry.