Manjaridreams

My ode to a beautiful soul…  बड़ी बंदिशें लगा रखी थीं मन की लकीरों पर एक उलझी सी तस्वीर उभर आती थी या किसी और में आइना ढूंढते थे ..... शफ्फाक चेहरे यूँ ही नहीं मिला करते ..... My association with TWWO started long back,  approximately 25 years back. I was asked to join as treasurer and groomed under the leadership of well experienced members of the Governing body. I still consider it the most precious gift of my marriage. Actually I established a solid bond with telecom department by having a spouse who breathe in and out telecom . My marital life is incomplete without mentioning the journey I had in TWWO.  Two years back I took charge as a President of Central organisation, that is TWCO, with responsibility came along plethora of warm associations with the talented spouse of the senior telecom officers. Shortly the pandemic enveloped the entire nation and nation wide lockdown imposed.  It so rightly said, we see true colours in times of crisis . So here I am  ev...

आम नारी की ख़ास कहानी …उसकी ज़ुबानी When I was growing up , my parents inculcated all the values of the cultured middle class, simultaneously taught me to be independent. Once during my teen years I saw an officer’s wife treated badly by her family members when she was mourning the untimely demise of her husband. Later it was revealed that she could not even finish her basic education and married quite early. Which made her situation so vulnerable that she was forced to join office as a peon to become economically independent and to take care of her three kids. Still feel horrified as it became    an eye opener for many. Education is strong weapon for girls to safeguard themselves from the atrocities of the male dominated society. Earlier the girls were seen as the pride of the family and a suitable groom from higher status was considered the best match so , while performing kanyadan proud parents can show off. How fast the time has changed now parents ask their children to fi...

  सुर्खियां I really like to thank God as it keeps the temperature of my dinning place always intact . Actually it’s the real thermometer of my rather calm house.  Surkhiyaan   of the newspaper dominates my eating place as it’s not only to have food but also place to share our uninterrupted    and uncensored views on the happenings around nationally or internationally. Approximately an year back around this time we were relishing Sunday special lunch suddenly I was quizzed ……. “Are you serious Maa ? ,I don’t believe that you want Trump to be re-elected as US President”. My younger son asked me in complete disbelief. Although he has a very democratic attitude and independent view point, but his bewildered look, gave me a four forty volt shock, that, now even we have to voice our opinion according to their views point.    But it also assured us that at least they are interested beyond their world of cell phone.  Sunday’s lunch normally take lon...

संवाद   पहले   तो   तुम   अपनी   झीनी   सी   मुस्कुराहट   ले   मेरे   पास   आते   हो   फिर   हौले   से   मेरे   पहलू   में बैठ   जाते     हो   शन :  शन :  मुझ   पर   स्नेह   के   पंख पसारते   हो  !!!! मैं   अपेक्षाओं   और   आकांक्षाओं   के   झनझावत     में   डूब तुमको   अनदेखा   कर   देता   हूँ   प्रिय  , अगर   तुम   अपने   को   मुझसे   बाँट   पाते   शायद , ज़्यादा   ना   सही   थोड़ा   तो   दुनियादारी   से   उबर   पाते  !! किसी   रोज़   तुम   आना   अवसाद   को   परे   रख मेरे   पहलू   में     बस   बैठ   जाना  ……  प्रश्नवाचक   निगाह   पर   अर्ध  -  विराम      लगा     … मु...

  ख़ुदगर्ज़   एहसास   बिना   अल्फ़ाज़   के   तुमको   सुनना   सीख   लिया   है …… धीरे   से   पहले   मुझे   देना   फिर   जताना  … और   अपनी   प्लेट   से   आहिस्ता   से   मुझे   खिलाना   काफ़ी   नहीं   क्या  … तुम्हारे   एहसासों   को   पढ़ना  ? कदमों   को   ठहर   कर   रखना   थोड़ी   दूर   चलकर   घड़ी   घड़ी   पलटकर   मुझ   तक   पहुँचना   काफ़ी   नहीं   है   क्या … तुम्हारे   कदमों   को   नापना  ? इधर   उधर   की   बातों   में   उलझाना   अपनी   बात   को   चुटकियों   में   आँखों   से   पहुँचाना   तुम्हारा   हाथ   पकड़ना   और   मेरा   छिटक   जाना   क्या   काफ़ी   नहीं   है  … मेरा   ख़ुदगर्ज़   होना ...

  Yatra chaand ki   ‘ आओ   तुम्हें   चाँद   पर   ले   जाएँ ,  एक   नई   दुनिया   बसाएँ ’…… listening this melodious song of 60’s transforms us into an entirely different dreamy world. Never ever realised one day it will become true for the common people. Pandemic has forced us to find the destination for fun visit to the place which is less crowded. Already Branson and Bezos has given the recent ambition to visit space and get the thrill of feeling weightless.  How desperately I wish to venture into this world of tourism and dive into the startup of ‘manjari’s moon travel ‘. Literally sounding like one of the    travel agency within the existing thousands mushroomed on the world of net. It’s an old story to get envious of our friend’s post of travel pics of not so worthy destinations on FB and Instagram.  But at least the motivation goes out of bound and some do follow.  Marketing guys can sell any concept. ...