Navoditta Blogs

We the people of India take action only when it's too late.We take action when the culprit has brutally perpetrated a crime. What do you think we all are?   Well, I tell you that, we are a bunch of idiots who leave the culprit free, who don't even try to stop it at the first place, we are the ones who wait for the next crime. Rather killing that criminal on the spot we wait for the government to take some actions which  are   not going to serve justice to the victim. So let me get straight to the notion I was ignoring all those News about  rape and murder   case of Asifa 8 years old girl child, of Jammu and Kashmir, you must be wondering why was I neglecting it? Well, it boils my blood every time when no action takes place in such sensitive cases but I'm writing it because one of my college mate asked me for it. I feel bad about all of us who protest, who talk about laws and orders, do can...

Human without  spirit   Sea without water  Sun without heat  Winter without cold Relationship without love  Book without stories  Traveler without places Actor without skills  Musician without voice  Writer without words This is their life Without each other  "JUST DEAD, EMPTY and  MEANINGLESS" 

समझती हूँ  मैं उन समुद्रों की लहरो को  समझती हूँ मैं उन अनजान चेहरों को  समझती हूँ मैं उनके ग़मो को  समझती हूँ मैं उन खिलखिलाते चेहरों को  समझती हूँ मैं उनके संघर्षो को  समझती हूँ मैं नकाब के पीछे के चेहरे को   समझती  हूँ  सबकी ज़रूरतें मैं  समझती  हूँ  सबके  मतलब  मैं  समझती हूँ  हर  एक  बात को   हाँ , लेकिन  कभी - कभार  अनजान  बनती   हूँ मैं  क्योंकि ,   कितनी  दूर और वो  मुझे  साथ  ले  कर चलेंगे , देखना  चाहती  हूँ मैं  देखना  चाहती  हूँ  उनके  मतलबी  एहसास को  देखना  चाहती  हूँ  अपनी  ख़ामोशियों को  देखना  चाहती  हूँ...

She was a dark room  He came and lighted her  Two broken hearts  Fixed each others soul  They knew the pain of falling  It was tough love at first  Sooner they went on a blind date Little did she know he was a life- saver Little did she know he is a man of few words, but he always gets promises done Their newly love gave them a new lease of life All she knows he is not a fair-weather friend Little did she know their love is true  They are now each other's home 

Girls are emotional So Does She! She has a weakness like everyone else   Weakness of fear  Fear that she might cry if she shares her emotions  She breaks her own heart Yes, She breaks her own heart Every single day, Every single night  She hides herself from humankind She hides behind the bricks  Behind the  misery Behind her own fragility  She needs a heart to love her out She needs a hand to pull her out  Pull her out from the drowning thoughts She needs a hug to vanish her negativity off She needs to push everything away from her body which carries negativity EXCEPT  her heart and soul as they are pure as gold Her heart and soul  keeps her alive  But She is scared Scared because of her own  musing She is  drowning  down in her own thoughts.  ''Someone Save me''   She Begs Every Time, Every Night In Her Dreams

From real pictures to filtered pictures From enjoying the place to check-ins updates  From accepting our real self to hiding our real face Layers of sites changed the meaning of life  

शायद अकेले होना भी ज़रूरी था, ज़रूरी था खुदसे भी  मुलाकात करना।