Skip to main content

“Kuch Jazbaat Bhi Train Jaise Hote Hain”

 Kuch jazbaat bhi train jaise hote hain...

rukte hain sirf kuch station par.

Aur har station ek chhoti si yaad hoti hai —

jo kabhi poori kahani nahi ban paayi.


Ek baar ek musafir dekha tha —

uski aankhon mein intezaar tha,

par ticket sirf ek taraf ka tha.


Woh kuch nahi bola.

Bas platform ki bench pe baitha raha,

jaise kisi ko chhod aaya ho ya kisi ke aane ka intezaar ho.


Tab mujhe samajh aaya,

kabhi kabhi rishte bhi

un timetable jaise hote hain

jo kabhi update nahi hote,

sirf delay likha hota hai.


Aur us delay me log thak jaate hain,

bina train aaye wapas chale jaate hain...


Shayad sabko apna ek platform hota hai,

jahan woh baar-baar laut ke aate hain,

sirf ye dekhne ke liye

ki koi chhuta toh nahi.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Main bas khulke saans Lena chahti hoon

 Kya ladki hona aasan hai..? Sab puchte hain, lekin main kehna chahti hoon — ladki hona matlab har pal apni smartness, apna logic, apni awaz daba ke jeena. Ladki hone ka ek certificate pehle hi mil jaata hai –  “yeh toh bechari hai… chhodo… ladki hai.” “Ladki hai toh sarcasm nahi karegi…” “Logic nahi samjhegi…” “Shaadi karwao, zyada padhegi toh problem ho jaayegi…” Kyuuuu? Ab me esa kyu keh rhi hoon..? Ek din Ek din main apni friend se baatein kar rhi thi hmari abhi graduation khtm huyi hai toh hme next pg me admission Lena tha bahut confusion tha . Jab tumhara aim clear nhi rehta toh man bhatkta rehta hai kbhi koi yeh karne ki keh de toh uska sochne lgte ho kbhi kuchh koi or keh de toh whi thik smjhne lgte ho .  Toh meri friend ne bola ki wah law karegi LLB ka form bhar diya hai usne.  Tohh mene bhi socha agr wah kar rhi hai toh me bhi kar leti hoon wese mera koi khas interest nhi tha lekin me hmesha se hi ek dominant bnna chahti hoon esa dominant nhi ki me logo par...

Battaling The Brain Fog

 Battling the Brain Fog: Why Focus Feels Like a Myth (and How to Fight Back) I’m going to be real with you: I’m writing this while fighting the urge to check my email, see if I got any new Instagram notifications, and randomly google "how many spoons of sugar are in a Big Mac." If you’ve ever felt like your brain is a chaotic, understaffed office, where every brilliant thought is immediately drowned out by the noise of a thousand tiny, irrelevant distractions, then welcome to the club. Staying focused right now feels less like a skill and more like a superpower only attainable by Tibetan monks and people who don’t have smartphones. It's too difficult to stay focused. That’s the honest-to-goodness truth of modern life, and trust me, you are not failing. You’re human. The Real Enemy Isn't Laziness—It's Overload It’s easy to beat ourselves up. We read articles from "gurus" telling us to "just try harder" or "find your grit." But that adv...

Dear Future Me: A Heartfelt Letter of Hope, Growth & Courage -

 Dear Future Me: A Heartfelt Letter of Hope, Growth & Courage  - ✍️ Blog Post There’s something magical about writing a letter to your future self. It’s not just words on a page — it’s a conversation across time, a reminder of how far you’ve come and where you dream to go. Today, I sit down with a quiet heart, thinking about you — my future self. The version of me who has seen more seasons, faced more storms, and hopefully bloomed into someone stronger, wiser, and kinder. --- 🌱 To the Future Me, Who Has Grown Through It All I hope you’re smiling as you read this. I hope your eyes hold the kind of peace I am still searching for. Right now, life feels uncertain — there are fears I don’t yet know how to face, dreams that feel too far to reach. But I am trying. Every day, I wake up and push through my doubts. I am learning to trust myself, to love myself even on the messy days. I hope you are proud of me for that. I hope you have forgiven yourself for all the times you stumbl...