Of Life and Love

The hectic activity has finally subsided. I have been running to-and-fro from my hostel to the admin building all morning and noon. The tasks were important, hardly the sort that one could let be labeled collateral damage in the indescribable hurry of b-school life. But I have been at them since morning. And they are done now! Not a small feat, by no means. So now I take a leisurely walk down to the cafeteria, my eyes hitting upon the ‘big’ ThumsUp bottles standing teasingly in the freezer and I find I can scarce control myself. The bottle is brought out onto the counter. Behold! The beauty of the shape, the chilled surface laced with small droplets of moisture, each growing by the second and yearning to let gravity take control and hurl it down the smooth curves of the glass, caressing the bottle as it flows and meets others of its kind. Behold the deep yet translucent colour of the liquid filled inside, the light coming through in hues of brown, red, black and the like. And...

Hai Raat Sitaron Se Raoshan I guess this piece stems from the feeling of bracing ourselves to leave behind all that we once deeply cared for in our beloved XL. I only hope this sentimental creation will instill a cheerful note in our batch, as it has undoubtedly done in me. Here’s to finding a new meaning for life… ---------------------------------------------- Suraj pe matwali chhayi Ab saanjh dhale to dhala kare, Hai raat sitaaron se raoshan Ab chaand chhipe to chhipa kare Ab dil ki dhadkan goonj rahi Paeron mein thirkan aan basi, Dil-phenk zamaane se keh do Koi dard uthe to utha kare Insaaf karega kya koi Ab yaad karega kya koi, Yaadein to meri apni hain Koi bhool chale to chala kare Geeton ki goonj suni maine Nainon ki chot bahut dekhi, Tadpaati magar lajaati si Palkon ki oat bahut dekhi, Koi geet baje, koi chot lage, Ab preet sahe to saha kare, Koi palak uthe, koi nayan chale, Ab khoon bahe to baha kare Nadiya mein ek chali naiyya Lehron ki...

Abhishek Tripathi – Feb 2006 I guess this piece stems from the feeling of bracing ourselves to leave behind all that we once deeply cared for in our beloved XL. I only hope this sentimental creation will instill a cheerful note in our batch, as it has undoubtedly done in me. Here’s to finding a new meaning for life… ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ सूरज पे मतवाली छायी अब सांझ ढले तो ढला करे , है रात सितारों से रौशन अब चांद छिपे तो छिपा करे । अब दिल की धड़कन गूँज रही पैरों में थिरकन आन बसी , दिलफेंक ज़माने से कह दो कोई दर्द उठे तो उठा करे । ईंसाफ़ करेगा क्या कोई अब याद करेगा क्या कोई , यादें तो मेरी अपनी हैं कोई भूल चले तो चला करे । गीतों की गूँज सुनी मैंने नैनों की चोट बहुत देखी , तड़पाती मगर लजाती सी पलकों की ओट बहुत देखी , कोई गीत बजे , कोई चोट लगे , अब प्रीत सहे तो सहा करे , कोई पलक उठे , कोई नयन चले , अब खून बहे त...