For last so many days several times I started jotting down my thoughts but could not finish, hence no update on the blog either. Now I think blog or diary is not a fabrication of the thoughts but raw heart opened in front of self, so I went back to my initial half written part and brought it here.
Marriage is supposed to be one of the biggest corner stone of life. When it shakes, life is bound to get tremors; no matter how hard one or both have tried. Problem starts when even after marriage, family members of girl, think that not only they CAN STILL control their daughter’s life but they MUST do it and do it with remote control. Things go from bad to worse when that girl believes that yes it is correct and she wants to keep herself as a girl only and refuses to grow up as a lady, leave alone as a ‘mature lady’. Why am I saying all these?? Because precisely this happened in my life and now, ‘I WANT TO DESTROY YOU…’ is the scream from my wife and her mad advocate brother is happy to fuel the fire on every single occasion.
I never claimed that I was never wrong but sure I put my whole hearted efforts to get things back on track, not once or twice but many times. Finally when I could not hold it anymore I filed divorce case. Now my wife says though she does not want to live with me but she does not even wish to let me live with peace. Why? Because I filed divorce case, she has to retaliate and the best way to do so is to ruin my social, professional, financial and personal life. Now she and her advocate brother both are trying to put lot of pressure not only through legal ways (by filing cases and false FIR) but also through spreading bad word across society about me and my family.
Nitty-gritty of ‘why’, ‘when’, ‘how’ etc. could run in pages and that is not my objective, but the results (or ‘consequences’ would be a better word) of the grind is joblessness in dull time; consistent fear of police action (mostly in my parents’ minds, quite natural, mammiji is 65 years and papaji is 73 years old now); running from pillar to post (every month at least once from Raipur to Bhopal); my friend circle invasion by my wife (wish if I could write ‘ex-wife’) herself and by her advocate brother via orkut & not the least, facing word-poison in the society spread by her family.
Today morning when I finished reading news paper lot many other things I was wondering about and was very excited about penning them down by the day end but then this is what happened I ended up with my failed marriage life’s subject only. Promise to come up with something better next time. Meanwhile here is something else … would surely be looking forward for your critical comments!
क्या सच में दर्द शायर बना देता है? पता नहीं, पर इधर कुछ लिखने की बात तो उठी है मन में... वही पेश-ए-ख़िदमत है --
Marriage is supposed to be one of the biggest corner stone of life. When it shakes, life is bound to get tremors; no matter how hard one or both have tried. Problem starts when even after marriage, family members of girl, think that not only they CAN STILL control their daughter’s life but they MUST do it and do it with remote control. Things go from bad to worse when that girl believes that yes it is correct and she wants to keep herself as a girl only and refuses to grow up as a lady, leave alone as a ‘mature lady’. Why am I saying all these?? Because precisely this happened in my life and now, ‘I WANT TO DESTROY YOU…’ is the scream from my wife and her mad advocate brother is happy to fuel the fire on every single occasion.
I never claimed that I was never wrong but sure I put my whole hearted efforts to get things back on track, not once or twice but many times. Finally when I could not hold it anymore I filed divorce case. Now my wife says though she does not want to live with me but she does not even wish to let me live with peace. Why? Because I filed divorce case, she has to retaliate and the best way to do so is to ruin my social, professional, financial and personal life. Now she and her advocate brother both are trying to put lot of pressure not only through legal ways (by filing cases and false FIR) but also through spreading bad word across society about me and my family.
Nitty-gritty of ‘why’, ‘when’, ‘how’ etc. could run in pages and that is not my objective, but the results (or ‘consequences’ would be a better word) of the grind is joblessness in dull time; consistent fear of police action (mostly in my parents’ minds, quite natural, mammiji is 65 years and papaji is 73 years old now); running from pillar to post (every month at least once from Raipur to Bhopal); my friend circle invasion by my wife (wish if I could write ‘ex-wife’) herself and by her advocate brother via orkut & not the least, facing word-poison in the society spread by her family.
Today morning when I finished reading news paper lot many other things I was wondering about and was very excited about penning them down by the day end but then this is what happened I ended up with my failed marriage life’s subject only. Promise to come up with something better next time. Meanwhile here is something else … would surely be looking forward for your critical comments!
क्या सच में दर्द शायर बना देता है? पता नहीं, पर इधर कुछ लिखने की बात तो उठी है मन में... वही पेश-ए-ख़िदमत है --
अधूरापन
रिश्तों के त्रासद अधूरेपन की ये कहानी
जो चला मैं ज़िंदगी को सुनाने,
उसे भा गयी मेरी बेचारगी
हंस कर समझाया उसने, मिज़ाज मौसम का
है अभी पुरवाई थोड़ी कम, ज्यादा आँधी-पानी
आधे अधूरे सपने और खुशियां भी आधी
अधूरा सफ़र और मंज़िलें भी बस आधी,
गोया कि मेरे अधूरेपन के आधे किस्से
पूरे हो पायेंगे इसी तरह, रह कर आधे
कहा तू जैसे चाहे वैसे हिसाब लगा ले
अभी फल मिलेगा बस यही
जो चला मैं ज़िंदगी को सुनाने,
उसे भा गयी मेरी बेचारगी
हंस कर समझाया उसने, मिज़ाज मौसम का
है अभी पुरवाई थोड़ी कम, ज्यादा आँधी-पानी
आधे अधूरे सपने और खुशियां भी आधी
अधूरा सफ़र और मंज़िलें भी बस आधी,
गोया कि मेरे अधूरेपन के आधे किस्से
पूरे हो पायेंगे इसी तरह, रह कर आधे
कहा तू जैसे चाहे वैसे हिसाब लगा ले
अभी फल मिलेगा बस यही
क्यों??
क्योंकि तुझ पर भारी है शनि की साढ़े साती
क्योंकि तुझ पर भारी है शनि की साढ़े साती
पर जानता हूँ मैं और मानता भी हूँ
के वक़्त कभी एक सा नहीं होता है
जो होता है, बस अच्छे के लिये होता है
के वक़्त कभी एक सा नहीं होता है
जो होता है, बस अच्छे के लिये होता है
देखूंगा मैं भी के जंग का आखिरी मुकाम क्या होता है
कब तलक मेरी किस्मत का बादशाह रूठा रह्ता है?
सख़्त वक़्त सबब बनता है इंसानों को परखने का
के आग से ना गुजरे तो सोना भी नहीं चमकता है
कब तलक मेरी किस्मत का बादशाह रूठा रह्ता है?
सख़्त वक़्त सबब बनता है इंसानों को परखने का
के आग से ना गुजरे तो सोना भी नहीं चमकता है
