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શૂન્ય

છું એક શૂન્ય હું

પણ કરી શકું ઘણું હું,

બની શકું સર્જન હું

કોઈ ચાહત ભર્યા સર્જક નું.

ઘડી જયારે સૃષ્ટિ પ્રભુએ

તે પહેલા હતો શૂન્યાવકાશ,

શૂન્યમાંથી સર્જન કર્યું

પ્રભુએ પ્રેમને સાથ.

સર્જન એતો શિશુ મારું

હું શૂન્ય તેનો તાત,

લગન અને નિશ્ચય હોય

તો મળે પ્રભુનો સાથ

- By adolescent Me

દ્વાર અંતરના

માટીના આ શરીરમાં

એક ધબકતું હૃદય છે

ધબકતા આ હૃદયમાં

એક ઉભરતો અરમાન છે...

કરવું છે કંઇક અનોખું

એવી એક આશા છે

ધરતીને સ્વર્ગ બનાવવાના

દ્વાર મારે ઉઘાડવા છે...

ધબકતા આ હૃદયમાં

એક સળગતો સવાલ છે

શું ઉઘડશે એ દ્વાર જેના પર

આંખો મારી મંડાય છે...

ઊંડે ઊંડે મારા મનમાં

આશા એક બંધાય છે

ઉઘડશે એ દ્વાર અંતરના

જેમાં સ્વર્ગ મને દેખાય છે.

-By adolescent Me

Presenting a story that I read in one of the communities on orkut... I just loved it... :)

A SPANISH Teacher was explaining to her class that in Spanish, unlike English, nouns are designated as either masculine or feminine.

'House' for instance, is feminine: 'la casa.'
'Pencil' however, is masculine: 'el lapiz.'

A student asked, 'What gender is 'computer'?'

Instead of giving the answer, the teacher split the class into two
groups, male and female, and asked them to decide for themselves whether computer' should be a masculine or a feminine noun. Each group was asked to give four reasons for its recommendation.

The men's group decided that 'computer' should definitely be of the
feminine gender ('la computadora'), because:

1. No one but their creator understands their internal logic;

2. The native language they use to communicate with other computers is incomprehensible to everyone else;

3. Even the smallest mistakes are stored in long term memory for
possible later retrieval; and

4. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself
spending half your paycheck on accessories for it.

(THIS GETS BETTER!)

The women's group, however, concluded that computers should be
Masculine ('el computador'), because:

1. In order to do anything with them, you have to turn them on;

2. They have a lot of data but still can't think for themselves;

3. They are supposed to help you solve problems, but half the time they ARE the problem; and

4. As soon as you commit to one, you realize that if you had waited a little longer, you could have gotten a better model.

The women won.

:)

"I wish I could tell you how I was feeling." Resaa thought.

Siddharth was sitting on the chair looking at their wedding photo in his hand. His eyes were red. He had just cried. He felt as if sumo wrestler was sitting on his chest and the only way to take him off was to cry. Resaa wanted to take him in her arms and let go his tears. But all she could do was to watch him like this.

Sarita aunt called him for dinner. He kept the photo on the table and went to dinning room.

Resaa stood there looking at their wedding photo. "I look happy in this snap."

A sigh came from inside. She went in the dinning room. Sarita aunt, Siddharth and his parents were having dinner, quietly. Sarita aunt tried to keep some talks going.

Resaa went to the window. Two ladies were entering the gate of their building. They were her neighbours and were talking something looking at her window.

"Why are they looking here?" Resaa went to the ground and reached close to them in a nanosecond.

"This is fun" She liked her new speed.

"I think her husband must be cheating on her", Kavita, the next door neighbour was taking to Seema, the one who stayed on 5th floor.

Seema replied, "How can he do this? But he does not look like that."

Kavita replied, "All man are like that only, given a chance all will want other woman, along with the wife." Bitterness reflected in voice as memories flooded her mind.


"Don't think like that for Siddharth, he has not cheated me." Resaa said.

They did not listen and went in to the lift.


Resaa saw a car entering the gate. It was Rahul, the banker guy and his wife Shruti who stayed on 6th floor. Rahul parked the car. Shruti got down with few shopping bags.

"I really wonder why she did this", Resaa realised they were talking about her when Shruti said this.


"Sumeet told me she loved someone during college. May be she could not get over him. I guess her marriage was also delayed because of this." Sumeet was Rahul's colleague and Resaa's classmate.

"I don't think she can do such thing for this reason. She was quite sensible for this."


"May be, but Sumeet said she was madly in love with that guy, but they could not marry because of some odd reasons, which no one knows. He got married to someone else."


Resaa remembered Abhi, Abhinav Shah, the guy whom she had loved the most.


She went to Shruti and started to speak, "But I didn't do this because of Abhi."


Rahul and Shruti walked towards the lift.


Shruti said," I am really puzzled why she did this."


Resaa had a blank look.


"Why did I do this?"


She stood there for sometime thinking and came back to home.

Her mother-in-law was crying in the drawing room. Sarita aunt was consoling her with tears in her eyes as well. "We never had any fights. Both of us got along well. We treated her like our daughter. She never told me anything."


She paused to catch her breath, with a long sigh she said, "I don't know what mistake we made."


Resaa's eyes got wet, "I didn't do this because of you mummyji."

She could not see her mother-in-law crying like this. She walked to her bedroom. Siddharth was lying on the bed with eyes open.


She sat beside him.


"I am sorry Siddharth. There was no problem in our marriage and you know that. There was no problem at my work also except the fact that I did not enjoy it much. Three was no problem as such anywhere."


Siddharth's eyes were fixed on the ceiling.


"But I was not happy, that was the only problem. Why, I don't know. I could not find a clear answer."

" I want to ask my mother, did she had a delayed labour at my time? I guess I must be late in knowing that it was time for me to be born.... I have been late in everything.... Late in realizing what I would have loved studying.... late in realizing what I want to do... late in realizing where I want to be...with whom I want to be....late in everything."

She paused as if she wanted him to say something.

"There was no fault of anyone. It was just me."

"I wanted to live my life happily. But somehow it was not happening. There was emptiness in me which I could not fill."

"I had lost myself somewhere...couldn't' t find back."

She wanted to shake him and make him listen to her. She did not want him to blame himself for all this. All she could do was to sit beside him and just watch him. He could not hear her.

"I really wish I could have made it look like an accident. I tried but could not find such way. I wish I could have saved you from this pain."

Around 2 am Siddharth got some sleep.

Resaa just sat beside him.

In the morning Sarita aunt came in the room and put a garland of dried flowers on Resaa's photo.

Resaa got up and looked at her photo.

"It's so strange to see my own photo like this."

She smiled.

Saans lene mein

kuchh kami si lagti hai...

Chal rahe hai hum

raah thami si lagti hai...

Dikh raha tha kaafila

dhundhla ho gaya...

Aankhon mein aayi

kuchh nami si lagti hai...

Saans lene mein

kuchh kami si lagti hai.

from my diary

"Koini jindagi chhu,

koini shaayari chhu,

Mane koi adasho nahi

Hu koini diary chhu."

- Unkown


Nostalgia...brought by old diaries... collections....and silent words....


"Aa vishv ma

Kai ketlaay chaheraa malyaa,

Koi janm thi saathe,

Koi paachad thi malyaa,

he mann, tane samje

evaa koi malyaa kharaa? "