Forrest won't run!!

"Run Forrest, run"!!

But, this time Forrest did not run. He kept standing there as strong as a mountain.

"I have some other fish to fry", he said. His class mates kept throwing stones at him, till the stones got over.

Forrest thought, "Sometimes, there ain't enough stones".

All the boys got tired throwing stones at forrest and inevitably started panting. Forrest tried to imitate them: "uggh-uggh-uggh". Jenny got very scared and she started praying, "God, please turn us into birds, so that we can fly, far-far away". Though God did not turn them into birds, but He did send police men there for their rescue.

They caught all the boys. Two of the police men stayed back with them and one of them asked Forrest his name.

"My name's Gump, Forrest Gump", he said. They took them to their house. When the police man rang the bell at Forrest's house, his mother opened the door and was shocked to see two police men at her door step with Forrest and Jenny.

One of the police man asked her, "Where is Mr. Gump, Mrs. Gump"?

"He is on vaccation", she answered, hesitatingly.

Forrest snapped in between, "And if you don't know what 'vaccation' means, I'll tell you. It means, you go...and never come back".

"Are you some stupid or something"? the police man retorted.

Forerst said, "A stupid is what a stupid does".

The police men turned back and started to go. As they were stepping down the stairs, the sound of their shoes tapping on the stairs caught Forrest's attention.

"Those must be comfortable shoes", he said to the police men, pointing finger at their shoes.

Both of them turned back and one of them said, "If we take you downtown, life won't be comfortable for you".

Forrest did not understand what 'downtown' meant. But he did understand the life being uncomfortable for some reason. He said, "Momma says, life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you gonna get".

Both the police men got irritated. The other one said, "Boy, do you have anything else to say, or do we go"?

"Yes", Forrest said.

Their faces drooped down with his answer.

"Say it fast", they ordered in unison.

"I've got to pee", he said and went inside.

Eyes closed.

The summer training game. Mumbai railway station.

All of us were at the station, standing in a shallow like place which was probably under construction. The training head was standing in front of us with a grin like a dead fish. We were ready to play the game. Two people had to run on the tracks holding the hand of the other partner. Whoever falls first, loses. Our head was talking to a railway official over the phone confirming about the empty track. While talking he turned his back towards us and took a couple of steps ahead. We were talking, giggling and putting our sardonic win over each other. Suddenly the head turned vigorously towards us and ordered us to bend down on the ground by waving his both hands, open palmed, up and down. It seemed his oratory function was disabled. All of us dumb-struck, sat down in that shallow ditch. The very next moment we understood the reason for the oust direction from our head. All of us were horrified by the sudden revelation and crouched ourselves by pulling both the knees with our hands towards the chest. I could not sit there anymore. I jumped put of the amorphous ditch and began running towards the chaotic sound. I leaped over the stairs and tossed the stones coming my way. There was a wide alley sliding downwards in between two alleviating platforms. A train was stationed there with lots of people surrounding it. I leaned on the railing of the platform which divided both the platforms, leaving my head hanging in the air and saw four boggies lying on the track. Suddenly, I could not hear anything but just a long, drooling sound of Tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii...............

I turned on the other side of my bed and found that my back was drenched in sweat. I opened my eyes with caution. I have seen this dream many a times. I wanted to find out the meaning of this continued dream. Is this dream giving me some insinuations??

Discovering Myself

Everyone was happy. Everyone was sad. Everyone was overjoyed. Everyone was angry. Everyone was frivolous.

Well, I am being inquisitive about Everyone. It seems as if I want to know what Everyone is doing in Everyone's life. As I guided myself from a nuance to a veteran, I saw a change in Everyone's faces.

Innocence and love.

Last I saw this on the face of my love. It was a sunday evening, yet Everyone was busy. Streets,roads and boulevards were filled with Everyone. I confined myself in a stolid corner of the road. I was looking at the only innocent face in that crowd of Everyone. Unknowingly, my "look" changed into "stare" and gradually into "ogle". I cared not to question myself on my penitence. I didn't want to expiate for that. I ogled at her in a sophisticated way. I bet even Adam can't do it: the way I progressed my look.

Everyone was different from her. Indeed, she was different from Everyone. She was standing distinguished among Everyone. She had those emotions which Everyone lacked: Innocence and Love. She was greedy for love. There was no dearth of beauty in her. She had wore flawless body. Her spirit was purely exonerated. She was tender. She was fragile. She was a momentary pleasure. Yet, very strong. She was my love.

She looked at me in search of love. But, suddenly I realised I was a part of Everyone. As she discovered my identity, sadness engulfed her bright face. She moved ahead in search of a man.

The darkness was ensconcing Everyone in its shallowness. There were only silhouettes of Everyone walking down thw road. The night was calm.

The calmness of the night gave me a new potential, a mighty power. I will rise against the Sun. I will fill the shadows with umpteen cause to rise and beat the silhouettes. I will love my Love. I will be a MAN.

I thought I knew.

The time went by and I didn't even notice what I did in the mean time. I think I was too sure for my life. I took it for granted. But, it turned back and slapped me right on my face.

It's still red.

I thought I knew what I had to do in my life and what will be the modus-operandi to get it, or for this, to achieve it. At the snail's pace my inerests started changing, so much so, that I didn't even realise that now I want to do something else...or may be I want to do what I wanted to do hitherto. I may be sounding confusing, but believe me I myself am confused.

When I came to Pune for my graduation in mass communication, I had already planned to go into print journalism, and then later to be an author (which I still think I want to be!!). But, then somewhere in the middle I lost the touch in journalism and started confusing myself. Broadcast? Post Production? Film Making? Advertising? or back to Print Journalism??

I CONFUSED MYSELF... I have no idea HOW!!!!

Now, when I look back, I find myself nowhere. And still standing confused. It's my penultimate year of my graduation. So, that means I need to pull up my socks and finally decide what I'll do. In a couple of months I'll have to sit for my PG entrance exams, which is supposesd to be highly competitive.

So, All the best to me!!! :)

यह जिंदगी

आह!! वह क्या ज़िन्दगी थी जब हम सभी मिल-जुल कर रहते थे। कितना प्यार था हम में एक दुसरे के लिए। लेकिन आज हम मतलबी हो चुके है, या शायद पहले से ही हम मतलबी थे मगर हमने उसे उसका नाम नहीं दिया था। आज ज़िन्दगी जिस रफ्तार से आगे की ओर बढ़ रही है, हम उसी रफ्तार से उसके पीछे भाग रहे हैं। किंतु इस रफ्तार को बढ़ने वाला है कौन? क्या यह कोई एक व्यक्ति का काम है? नहीं। इसके जिम्मेदार हम सभी हैं। परन्तु, अब हम इसका कुछ नहीं कर सकते, क्यूंकि, अब हम इसके आदि हो चुके है। अब हमें यही ज़िन्दगी प्यारी लगती है, क्यूंकि शायद हम इसके उपरांत कुछ सोच ही नहीं सकते। परन्तु, अगर हमें यह ज़िन्दगी पसंद है, तो फिर हम इससे इतनी शिकायतें क्यूँ करते हैं? अगर हमें इसका जवाब मिल जाए तो शायद हम हमारी ज़िन्दगी में कुछ सुधार ला सकते हैं।