Ajmer Junction 2020

 

Everything stops in our life at some point of time but what not stops is living a moment until it becomes a memory. Yeh quote humne hazar baar read kiya hai. Is quote ko padhte padhte kabhi kabhi sach me yeh feel hota ki bhai jisne bhi likha hai sahi likha hai... Aur kabhi kabhi aisa lagta hai ki haan haan pata hai...kya bhasard hai...jee liya moment.. ban gayi memory.. ab kya kare in memories ka.. life mein aur koi kaam nahi hai kya 😂😂😂

What I believe in that live a moment.. create a story out of it.. and discuss that story with the same set of people who lived that moment with you... I guess isse zayda badi life mein koi blessing nahi.

Hi, my name is Surbhi Tanwar. I love to introduce my self. Whenever I write my name or read my name.. aisa lagta hai ki... "Naam to tera sahi hai yr.. life me aur kuch accha kiya hota to kuch aur hi value hoti.. Khair koi nhi". I also lived lots of moments with people and with myself too. Some came and left, some comes with the flow...aur kuch vo.. jo kab aaye life me pata nhi laga.. leeches ko bhi peeche chorr diya chipakne me and then I lived  thrillest moments with these people ❤️❤️❤️

We are five friends. Born and brought up in five different families and cultures. We met 9 years ago in college. It's a saying if friendship lasts for more than 7 years... You are no more friends... You become a family. But humare case me aisa nahi tha. We became family right from the moment when we entered into each other's life. Time couldn't measure our friendship.

Since our college is in Ajmer (Rajasthan). So it is a special place for all of us and specially Ajmer Junction 😃

It is 2:30 am, and right now I am standing at Ajmer Junction. 2020 has changed lot of things. Our lives have got upside down. Can you think of any railway station without a crowd? Can you think of tracks without trains? All this is happening in this 2020. 

I am heading towards Delhi and waiting for my train to arrive. Isi beech, I have no idea why but my eyes has stuck at platform no. 2 and suddenly I am just smiling 😀. Is junction pe na bahut saari stories dekhi hai... Aur bahut saari stories banayi bhi hai.

Train and it's journeys has been a wonderful part of my life. Yeh platform number 1 was the platform of my dream. Sunne mein thoda ajeeb lagega but till 21 of my age I only boarded the trains which used to head towards North. I wanted to see the other end... The path which was never travelled by ever before.. aur vo ek din aaya bhi when I finally boarded the train which was heading towards south.. hum chotte hote tab kya kya sochte hai... Kitne dreams dekhte hai khuli aankhon se... I am blessed that my dream came true. 

But abhi bhi platform number 2 se nazar hatt nhi rahi...😀

I have started hearing some noises and voices.. but yaha mere pass koi nahi khada. Yeh vo awaze thi jo meri life ka hissa thi... Let me take you in the past... Around some 7 years back....

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October 2012, I was traveling to jaipur along with one samjhdaar and one kumbhkaran to watch IPL... I was not aware ki meri journey to the life was started. How luck moves along with us when one so lucky friend is walking along with you... I realised this magic in that trip.... I actually got to know these 2 people so closely. ❤️

October 2013, This time with 1 samjhdaar, 1 cleanliness ki dukaan aur 1 neend se behaal... Again Jaipur... Is baar Jaipur bhraman karne nikle the... Mera almost saara khandaan jaipur mein rahta hai... But on those days when I was with these three people there in jaipur, I was thanking God for each and every moment for not wandering jaipur before that... I don't know why but I did 🙊

May 2014, oh hoooo matlab ek maa ka pyar kya hota hai... Dard kya hota hai... Sab dekh liya us station pe... We were leaving again for Jaipur for our summer training.. hum sabki families chodne aayi thi... Except ek samjhdaar miss Vishakha Yadav ki family ke alawa...because she is based out in Jaipur.... Yeh jo neend ki bimar meri frn miss Palak Jain... iski mummy.. I mean hats off to aunty for her crying like anything... Her daughter was going to be away only for a month ... Pehle mujhe laga ki Aunty maa hai rona aa hi jata hai.... Itni der mein to dusri taraf se awaz aane lagi... I was why the hell palak is crying... My mom started weeping by my side and trying to console Palak's mom... Aur yeh sab drama dekh ke I was like... Yeh train ki sitti kab bajegi😂 ... Those days in Jaipur... One of the best memories of my life ❤️❤️

Phir aaya humare placements ka time... Matlab sab kuch fail hai un journeys ke aage.... 

August 2014, we traveled to Jaipur again for our first placement drive.... Itni door college kon banata hai bhagwan... Auto me latak kar kaise kaise gaye the Arya college... Dil hi janta hai.. aur body bhi... Non of us got placed

I guess in 2nd placement drive, 2 of us got selected ( Neha Rai n Palak Jain). 

Third drive was in November 2014, Palak Jain again got placed... Mujhe samjh nhi aa raha tha ki yeh saare din bhar to soti hai... Padhti kab hai...😂😂

Then the real thrilling day came on 6th December 2014, all of a sudden we got news that there is placement drive in MBM jodhpur on 7th. 11th se semester exams the humare... Samjh me nahi aa raha tha ki jaye na nahi....1:15 pm ki train thi jodhpur ke liye... 12 baje announcement ka pata laga tha... Dalima Sharma( hostel friend) had to take permission to leave for placement... Duniya bhar ke sign karvane padte the... We just decided to meet at 1 pm somehow at railway station platform no. 2... Kuch nhi pata tha ki kaise jayenge .. kaha jayenge ... Next day drive thi... Raat mein kaha rukenge... Kuch bhi idea nhi tha... Only one thought... We had to board the train on time...

My father is in Indian Railways. Papa railway me nhi hote to shayad train meri life mein itni important kabhi hoti hi nhi. I dialled to my father and asked which train we are supposed to board and where we are supposed to sit since we were going to have long journey about 5 hours and then.. vo bhi general ki ticket pe... I had railway pass.. but meri frns ke pass general ka ticket tha...to unke saath kis daabe mein baith sakte hai yeh mere papa hi batate the...  Finally Dalima, Neha, Palak and I were only going to attend the drive. 

It was 1 and I was  running towards platform no. 2 ... Aur chamatkar ho gya us din.... Palak already train ke saamne khadi thi... I was like yeh kya hua hai aaj..ya to yeh neend mein hai ya mai .... She is the box of surprises... Dalima also arrived in next five minutes... 5 min bache the... Aur Neha Rai was yet to come... We were so nervous of having a thought what if she miss the train... We called her and she told "You better board the train , I am about to reach and I will board the train. Don't take tension. " 

Bhai kaise tension na le... Aise kaise baith jaye train me bina uske... Platform no. 3 pe ek train khadi thi jispe likha tha Jodhpur--Ajmer--Jodhpur.

Pehle mujhe laga ki yahi to humari train nhi hai... Papa ne kahi galat to nhi bataya... Phir kisi se confirm kiya ki vo train humari nahi thi... Hume jaisalmer wali train me baithna tha... Train ka time ho chuka tha aur hum abhi bhi train mein nahi baithe the...

Neha ko call lagaya and she was like "mai train mein baith gayi hu.. aur train chalne lagi hai... We were like chalne lagi hai"... Kaha chal rahi hai bhai... Hum to train ke bahar hi khade hai... Konsi train mein hai tu... Aur us waqt God only knows mere upar kya beet rahi thi... Agr Neha aaj kahi aur chali gayi to uski mummy papa ne mujhe upar pahucha dena hai....

Aur usi waqt platform no. 3 wali train chalna start hui... We asked konsi train mein hai... Hume jis train mein jana hai vo train abhi bhi yahi khadi hai.. luckily train was 10 mins late on that day.. 

And the moment Neha Rai came on the door aur vo bhi platform number 3 wali train ke door pe jo chalna start ho chuki thi... We were numb for some seconds and then we 3 started shouting...

 " Raiiiiiiii kud yr.. kud... Jump Raii ... Jump... "

Train ne speed le li thi.. aur Raii still had to Jump... Kuch bhi ho sakta tha... Vo gir bhi sakti thi...train ke neeche bhi aa sakti thi... Yeh sab abhi soch pa rahi hu mai... Lekin us waqt... Us waqt 5 min ke liye humne poore platform ko sar pe utha liya tha... Humare pass wale log bhi chillane lage Raiii kud 😂

Poore platform pe log hume ghoorne lage the.. aur hum... We didn't even give shit to anyone... So mean we were... Somehow Raii made it... She was finally with us and we all boarded the right train... And within some seconds it started .... For five minutes on that platform we were shouting like morons... Kya tha vo...

Us din humara din hi accha tha shayad... Kyunki kuch cheeze aisi hui jo pehle kbhi nahi hui thi.... Mere pass railway ka traveling pass tha.. and it was expired. Neither I nor my friends knew about this... Poori journey me ek baar bhi T.T nhi aaya... Humare pass general ka ticket tha... Aur jis coach mein hum baithe the... Vo coach mein hume permission nahi thi baithne ki... We were in so comfort in entire journey ki aisi situation mein isse zayada kisi ko kya milega😂

Jodhpur ki galiyon mein sham 8 bje ghum rahe the... No idea ki kaha jana kaha hai... But jab Palak saath hoti hai tab kuch na kuch ho hi jata hai.... Next day...the drive happened and after 2 days we came to know that I and Neha were placed... Good times

April 3rd, 2015...

Finally we all were about to board the train to live up an unplanned and most wanted break from our lives... Manali❤️❤️❤️❤️

The amazing trip... Poori raat passengers ko sone nhi dena... Aadhi Raat mein station pe utarna.. sabse upar wali seat pe Nupur Rani (cleanlines ki dukaan) ko aaram se sote dekhna... aur yeh sochna ki kaise bedsheet ko idhar se udhar kare bina itni saaf safai se soti hai... Vishakha ka adaptive nature.. saath mein seat lene ke liye logo se adjustment karvana... lights off karke.. bedsheet ke andar mouh daalke... ajeeb ajeeb si harkate karna... Kya kya dekha hai humne saath me

Nupur, Vishakha, Neha, Palak and I have  lived up  our dreams together... Ran together... Ate together...  Slept together.. dreamt together.... We just love each other for who we are... Hum the to alag lekin acceptance fevicoal ke jodd se bhi zayda hai humme...

Inme kuch aisi cheeze hai jo mere frns ko bhi nhi pata thi... Shayad unhe yeh sab padhke pehli baar pata lage... platform no. 2 mere liye bahut special tha... Aur shayad hamesha rahega... 

Pata hi nhi laga ki 15 min mein mai kitne flash back mein chali gayi.. Aaj ek aur train board karni hai... 

Lekin yeh station pehle jaisa nahi... Yaha ki raunak .. yaha ka crowd... Everything has vanished in one blink... 

There is one more saying "everything happens for a reason". I guess cheeze hone ke peeche jo reason dhundhe jaate hai vo insaan ki soch pe depend karte hai... Aur phir vahi reason, life long uske saath rahte hai... Covid-19 has created distance between people not to separate them but to make them realise that how important they are to each other... Jaise isi station ko hi dekh lo... Yeh is waqt kisi graveyard se kam nahi lag raha... kyunki yaha ki raunak.. log hai... The real thing which matter the most is human... 

Time ke saath badalna accha hai... Lekin kya saare badlav real mein acche hote hai... Think about it.

Let's see when God will plan our next journey...🙂

An Uncertain End !!

Humari life mein kitni hi cheezo ka end nhi hota. Kitni hi cheeze aadhi adhuri rah jati hai. Kuch cheezo ka reason hum life ke end tak search karte hai, aur kuch cheeze bina reason ke humare saath chalti rahti hai.

I am also finding the reasons of existence of so many things in life since my childhood. Kisi se suna hai main ne ki "Insaan apni samjh se cheezo ko samjhta hai, dusro ki samjh se nahi". To kya yeh zaruri nahi ki hume humari samjh ka daiyraa badhana chaiye. Give more space to your thinking to get more broaden.

I narrated a story on this blog some times back about some mischievous things happened around.  So many things are left unrevealed yet. Let's hear the exception part of the story from the lead character of that tale.


 I was 14 years old when I came across with that incident. Bahut hi ajeeb hu main, yu to kayi cheeze bhul jati hu aur kayi cheeze bina matlab ke yaad rah jati hai.

Ab Ranakpur jana pehle jaisa nahi raha tha mere liye. It sounds strange and weird ki khud ke Grandparents ke ghar jana, ek 14 saal ki ladki ke liye itna alag bhi ho sakta hai. Kuch to tha jo change hua tha. Shayad mujhme ya phir......

Bas yahi sochti rahi mai Ranakpur se aane ke baad. Ek to bade hone ke nuksaan mujhe zayda lagte hai. No fun when bachpana no more exists in our life. May be my life is also becoming boring.
Ab Ranakpur jana bhi kam hone laga tha, sirf saal me ek baar. Kabhi Kabhi Daddy chale jate hai Dada Dadi ka haal puchne, but hum sabka saath me jana kam ho gya tha.


Yaha city mein meri life dhasu chal rahi thi. School, friends, studies sab sahi tha. Dheere Dheere bhulne lagi thi mai un daring dino ko jab bina matlab ke teer maare the mai ne Ranakpur mein.
Dekhte hi dekhti time kaise itni jaldi flow hone laga, pata hi nhi chala. I appeared for AIEEE this year and mera result aaya hi tha. I was happy because finally Mujhe apni freedom milne wali thi :D
Mai kuch dino me Karnataka shift hone wali thi, so my father thought to go Ranakpur before I go for my further studies. When I came to know ki hum Dada ji ke ghar ja rahe hai, I was like " lo bhai.. lag gyi lanka".


Apni life me aage badhne se pehle hume thoda sa peeche jaker dekh hi lena chaiye to realise ki from where we belong to and what driven us to reach where we are today. I guess sehat aur dimag ke liye yeh accha hota hai. Mujhe to bada motivation milta tha. So hum Ranakpur ke liye nikle and finally the journey started. Vahi galiyan, vahi rivers ( agree that all are dried), vahi cows and their gobar, vahi dogs and their unwanted barks and more importantly vahi humari Kothi. Awwhhh God, I am gonna miss this place.



Ab kyunki mai apne ghar se bahut dur ja rahi thi, to poori family ka get together hua, I guess you might have understood by now why :D
Jinse milne ka mujhe bilkul maan nhi tha vo log bhi mujhse milne aa rahe the in this unplanned get together.


We finally reached our gaon. Alag hi level ka tashan hota hai jab hum gaon pahuchte hai tb. I went to my room to get freshen up. Took a shower for around an hour, vo kya hai na humare yaha mitti bahut udti hai. June ka month tha and it burns in Rajasthan. I wore the dress, after that I put on the AC and finally took my old photo album. I sat on my favourite place and started turning the pages of album. Old memories you know. Accha lagta hai mujhe purane albums dekhna. Vaise bhi saare log sham tak aane wale the and we reached in afternoon. So thought of enjoying my space. But mujhe kya pata tha ki vo photo album meri life ke purane panne vapus khol dega.


I turned the 10th page of album and I couldn't believe on my eyes what I saw. Main ne usi ladke ko ek photo me dekha jise kitne saal pehle us room se bhagane me help ki. And saw those two girls in another pic. I was like what the hell. Yeh kya hai. Is album ko mai ne bahut baar dekha tha but unhe kabhi is tarah se dhyan se nhi dekha. That boy was standing with my Dada ji and all other men in our house. And those two girls were standing with my dadi. Agar yeh sab sach tha to un logo ka yaha band kyun kiya tha ???
Samjhme nahi aa raha tha ki Ranakpur mere liye humesha Question Mark kyun ban jata hai. Pichle janam me detective this shayad, but is janam me to nhi hu phir yeh sab kyun?????


Apne room me aate waqt I didn't see to another corner of that floor, vahi dusra kamra, the another jharokha visible from my room. Ab to us taraf dekhne se bhi ajeeb lagta tha. Evening me everyone came and I was sitting in my room only. All my cousins came to my room and we started our all time panchayat. Sham ki aarti hone ke liye we started to go down to mandir. Jab mai apne room se nikal rahi thi tab opposite corner ki taraf nazar padi. Vaise insaan ki kisi bhi umar me fatt sakti hai. Us room ka door was not locked anymore.

we are very badnasib when we can't enjoy our own family time jab dimag me bhasad ho. But why me ??
Raat me hum saare cousins neeche wale chowk me sone ka plan kar rahe the. After long time, this kind of thing gives us an ultimate pleasure. Bahut saare mattress chowk me daale, bade bade fans vo bhi pani wale. Kya din the vo bhi, but mera dimag kahi aur hi tha. Jab bhi hum aise sote the tab humare dadji hume stories sunate the, aur us raat unhone ek story sunai jisne mujhe majboor kar diya us case ko investigate karne pe jiska mujhse koi vasta na tha. Tragic movies ki tarah meri raat sannatte me guzri.


Ab kyunki raat me acche se neend nhi aayi thi , so its but obvious I got up early. I am fond of dawn so I just climbed up to the terrace aur aankhe band karke baith gyi. Theek 10 min. baad I heard a noise, YES it was a NOISE. Ek minute ke liye laga ki saare ghar wale jag gaye and they have started talking. In some families shouting gets considered talking sometimes.... Actually all the time. I stood up and went near the wall to peep down and it was complete silent. I thought mere kaan baje rahe hai , aur mai vapus same jagah jaker baith gayi. Aur uske baad jo hua , I just lost trust on my eyes.
It was from that room on the third floor, the mysterious room. Uska darwaza khula hua tha and one by one white A4 size paper us room se nikal nikal kar mere room ke darwaze pe stack banane lage. This nazara lasted for about 10 sec in front of my eyes, kyunki uske baad I screamed and I realised that I was in a dream. I was still on my mattress along with my cousins. I just freaked inside out.


Uthne ke baad I went to my room, aur jaate jaate us room ki taraf ek nazar daalti gayi. Sab sahi lag raha tha. After breakfast, I sat with that album and saw those pictures again. I decided to ask my Daddy about that boy and the other two girls. Mere papa bhi to the us bande ke saath pic mein. Aur meri investigation finally start ho gayi.


 Din ka time tha, aur mere father ke aas pass koi nahi tha, so it was good time to ask. I went to him and without any other 2nd question, I asked that who are these people. He went to in complete silent mode for about 30 sec, aisa laga jaise Daddy vaha hai hi nhi. He was in shock because he couldn't excuse me by saying that he doesn't know. After 30 sec, he told me that these 3 were our family members. Then I asked where are these people now and why we haven't met them ever? Why we don't know them if they are family members. And then my father looked at me and said , they WERE our family members and I was like ......... have these people died after I made them run from here? Were they got in trouble again? What was the issue? And like these, many questions were running across my mind.


Ab samjh nahi aa raha tha ki kisse puchu ki yeh kon log the. Then I decided to go to my grandmother to ask because vo 2 girls ki pic unhi ke saath thi. Meri dadi ne jab album ki pic ko dekha, unhone dekhte hi album band kar diya, and threw it away, along with this she asked me also to be away from this album, basically she wanted to me not to enter my legs inside this mud. Sab kuch bahut complicated hota ja raha tha. Samjh nhi aaya ki shuru kaha se karu.

From then, till 2 days I looked at mysterious room's door from another corner of 3rd floor in the evening. Ek thought yeh bhi aaya ki kisi cousins se puchu koi in logo ko janta hai kya. Phir laga ki kaise kisi ko pata hoga kyunki vo pics jo mai ne dekhi thi, bahut purani thi, shayad mere parents ki wedding se pehle ki. Kisi ko shayad hi pata hota. And I decided to enter in that room. Problem yeh thi kab entry maaru. Din me sabhi log jaage hue rahte hai aur raat me enter karne ki himmat nhi thi aur tabhi mujhe laga ki evening aarti ka time will be best to enter. Everyone will be busy except me.



It was summers so days used to be long. Aarti ke time bhi andhera nhi rahta tha. So it was Tuesday evening when I decided to enter Wednesday evening. Next day, I was waiting for evening aarti time and I was scared too about it.

Sham ho chuki thi aur 7 bajne mein sirf 10 min baki the. Main apni dadi ke pass baithi hui thi ground floor pe. Ghar ki saari ladies aarti ki tayari kar rahi thi and baki sab evening shower lekar mandir me enter hone lage the. Mai third floor pe jane ke liye ready thi along with hanuman chaalisa. Mujhe samjh nhi aa raha tha ki main yeh sab kyun kar rahi thi. But meri curiosity mujhse yeh sab karnaame karwa rahi thi.


I reached on third floor and I saw ki us mysterious room ki lights were ON and that door was open. Poora door open tha. Mujhe laga ki kisi ko mere plan ke baare me pata to nhi lag gaya tha, but it was strange. I didn't tell to anyone about my plan. Phir andar kon tha?????

Somehow dheere dheere karke I entered in that room. And I was like .... OH MY GOD... That room was soooooo beautiful. The most stunning place of our kothi. I couldn't get my eyes off from the wall which was full of photographs. It was full of our family pics. Aur un pics me mujhe us ladke ki pics bhi dikhi and I couldn't believe but I was there too in those pics. I was just about months old and he was carring me in his arms and the other two girls were holding my cheeks. Yeh sab dekh ke mujhe bhutiya feeling ho rahi thi. Kon the yeh log?
 All of a sudden I realise ki us room me koi aur bhi tha mere alawa. Idhar udhar dekha to mujhe koi dikhayi nahi diya. Jharokhe ke peeche se awaz aayi. Jhorakhe pe curtain laga hua tha. Koi baitha tha vaha. Kaise jaakr dekhu samjh nhi aaya. I got frightened. Himmat hi nhi hui ki jake check karu ki kon tha waha. Jaldi se use room se bahar aa gayi and I went to another side. I hid myself behind the wall to see who was there. And then my eldest cousin came out of that room and she was weeping. I was like... out of no where ... what the hell she was doing there? Did she know anything about that room and the secret? Will be it good if I would ask her about all those what I saw??


She was the same cousin who used to sleep with me jab mai ne kuch saal pehle karnaame kiya the.
Hum dinner karne baithe. I asked her to sleep with me in my room. She agreed to it. Raat me cousins se baat karte karte kayi purani yaadein taaza ho jaati thi. Khana khane ke baad thodi der walk ki and then we all went to our rooms. I was waiting for my cousin to come. After half an hour she came with pani ki bottle, mosquito repellent and what not. Yeh saari badi behne bahut hi caring hoti hai.. but us waqt mujhe care ki nhi .. information ki zarurat thi.


Ab direct baat to nhi start kar sakti thi to I did faltu ki idhar udhar wali bakvas with her for an hour and then there was a pin drop silence for a minute. Phir meri cousin achanak boli " Nandini, mujhe pata hai ki tum mujhse kuch puchna chahti ho aur isiliye tumne mujhse aaj yaha sone ke liye kaha. Mai vaha thi jaha tum kuch dhundhne aayi thi, Mai tab bhi vahi thi jab tumne un logo ko bhagane mein help ki thi, I am the whole soul witness of that incident."  Yeh sab sunke mai unse kya puchti, ab to mujhe meri cousin me se bhutiya feeling aane lagi thi. Kyun bula liya unko bhi :(


I asked her " Santushti jija, agar aapko pata tha to aapne mujhe kuch kaha kyun nhi? Dada ji ko yeh baat kyun nhi batayi? Aap un logo ko pehle se janti thi kya?" She saw me for a while And then The tale of unknown souls began.

Santusthi started the story -----

Jab Raajao ke raaj hua karte the to ek Raaja ki kayi raaniyan hoti thi, usi tarah humare Great Grandfather ki bhi 2 shaadiyan hui thi. Unki pehle wife humari great grand mother thi and the other lady was ek humari great grand mother ki daasi ( a fellow who came along with her in her marriage). Unki dusri wife ke baare me humare gaon me kisi ko bhi nhi pata tha. Infact hum cousins ko bhi nahi.
She was beautiful lady. Jab humare great grand parents ki marriage hui thi tab vo lady unke saath aayi thi. Shaadi ke 5 saal baad jab mere dadji and his brother born, tab bahut bada function hua tha humare gaon me. That function lasted for about 4 days. Un 4 dino ke baad jab saare mehmaan chale gaye tab pata laga ki vo lady ( her name was Bhanwarani sa) was missing. Sab log unhe dhundhne lage. 2 din baad vo Ranakpur ke pass 90 km dur ek jagah bahut hi miserable condition mein mili. She was brutally harassed by some men. Unhe ghar laya gya and then she found expecting after some months.
To keep her away from this blur, our great grand father married her and sent her to a safe place where she can raise her children. For delivery, she came to our gaon, and because there were lot of complications in her pregnancy, she passed away after giving birth to twins ( one boy and one girl). One in them was so weak and he died too after some months.
Humare Gaon me sabko lagta tha ki Bhanwarani sa ki shaadi kisi aur jagah ho gayi thi aur kyunki vo humare ghar ki ek member jaisi thi to humare ghar me unke saare kam hote the. Duniya ke nazro me sacchai ka frame kuch aur hi tha. Ab humare great grandfather ke 3 sons the, aur ab ek girl thi , unki dusri wife se. Even though she was not his blood, he decided to raise her like his child. Lekin blood relations aur non-blood relations me difference dikhne lagta hai, phir chahe hum kitna hi us difference ko khatam karde.

Bhanwarani sa ki beti (her name was Pravasni) humare Dadaji ki Sister thi, yani humari Bhua dadisa.
She was about 13 years old jab unki shaadi ke liye ladkha dekha ja raha tha but nobody knew that she was in love with a boy. Vo yeh baat kabhi kisi ko bol nhi payi. Humare yaha love marriage jaisi cheeze kabhi sahi nhi maani jaati thi, aur us zamane me to pata nhi how this all used to be considered who knows.
Unki shaad ek ladke se fix ho gayi thi and a day before marraige she left the house. Humare family  bahut hi struggling period se nikli un dino.


After years, in one morning, our dadaji found three small kids (one boy and the two girls) sitting on our door wearing torn clothes, bare foots, holding a potli. The boy, his name was Bhawani, came forward and gave a paper to my Dadaji. It was a letter from his sister Pravasni. It was written " I feel guilty for the folly what I did years back. I went through lot of hell. These 3 kids are my grand children, please look after them. I will not be in this world by the time when you will read this letter. Sorry for everything. These three children have no other way to go. " Humare Papa logo ki generation ko bhi is kahani ka pata nhi tha jab tak yeh 3 bacche unke ghar na aaye. Our Dada ji told this tragic story to his children aur unhe bola ki decide karlo ki kya karna hai in 3 baccho ka.


Kahte hai ki time bahut badi cheez hai, saare zakham bhar deti hai, kayi purani yaadein mita deti hai. Lekin humare Dada ji ke saath aisa nhi hua. Unhe sab kuch yaad tha. Vo apne father ki bebasi aur vo time jo Pravasni dadisa ne unke father ko diya, kabhi na bhul sake.
Saari kahani sunne ke baad sabne decide kiya ki yeh 3 bacche humare ghar me hi rahenge and they will grow along with others. Humare fathers college me the jab yeh 3 bacche unke ghar aaye.

Dheere dheere time guzra lekin mere Dada ji ka ghussa unki behan pe kabhi khatam na hua aur yahi cheez un 3 baccho pe nikalti thi. Humare parents ki shaadi ho chuki thi aur humari generation started to evolve. Dada ji ne unke liye bahut kuch kiya lekin unse acche se kabhi baat nhi ki. Gaon me un 3 ki baatein hone lagi thi. Pravasni dadisa ko humara gaon janta tha but no one knew yeh 3 unke hi grand children hai. Vo 3 humari family me bahut hi ghul mil gaye the. Sab log unhe chahte the.
Lekin gaon me kuch log aise bhi the jinhe unki sachai ka pata lag gaya tha. Unhone un 3 bhai behno ke kaan bharne start kar diye against our family. Dadaji ka rude behavior dekh kar aur dusro se alag tarah se pesh aane ka chalan dekh kar, ve 3 bhai behn turned out to be rebellious. Unhe lagne laga ki unki Dadi ke saath humare Dada ji ne accha nahi kiya. Aur phir kuch saalo mein tables turned around.

Nafrat insaan ko andar se ek dum khokla kar deti hai. Kuch nhi bachta uske andar. Yahi hua un 3 bhai behno ke saath. They planned to murder our Dadaji along with other people. Lekin unhi ka plan unpe bhari padd gaya. Those 3 died in vain. Unki death kaise hui, yeh aaj tak hume bhi nhi pata. Lekin Rajasthan ke gaon me totka bahut hota hai. Their souls couldn't find peace. They became so powerful and one day their soul entered inside this house. Kayi mahino tak samjh nhi aaya kisi ko ki chal kya raha hai. A well known family went to debt all of a sudden. Itne bade businesses people were about to come on the road. Phir kahi se pata laga ki yeh 3 souls hai jo humare ghar me hai. Phir unhe 4-5 mahino ki pooja se ek kamre me band kiya. Vo kamra jisme tum aaj sham me gayi thi Nandini. Unhe yahan band isliye kiya gaya kyunki jo itne saal purani galat fami unke dimag me ghar kari hui thi, use nikalna bahut zaruri ho chuka tha. Jab koi soul vapus usi jagah jati hai jaha vo kabhi raha karti thi, is a very dangerous sign. Vo room bahut beautiful sirf unhi ke liye banaya gaya tha.

Kya tum janti ho Nandini, you were so close to Bhawani. I was about 5 years old, when you born. Bhawani zayda bolta nhi tha, lekin jab tumhara janam hua tab he was so happy. He used to say ki uski soul tumse connect hoti hai. Tumhe dur se dekhte hi khush ho jata tha.

Yaha unki souls band hui to make them realise what they did and to let them know the truth. Roz raat ko kuch aadmi aate the yaha, us room me jaate the and then they used to some things which used to give pain to their souls. Bhawani rone lagta tha. Use apni har bhool samjh aa gayi thi.

Whatever you did years back, I too tried to do so, lekin vo is ghar me koi bhi nhi kar sakta tha sirf tumhare alawa. Un bhai behno ki souls ko rest in peace hona tha tabhi you came on that diwali. Vo jo kuch bhi hua, everyone knows about it. You made them free. Bs difference itna tha ki tumhe kuch pata hi nhi tha Nandini, aur hum sab kuch jante the. Is ghar me Bhawani ki soul kisi ko visible nhi thi sirf tumhare alawa. Yeh baat mujhe us raat pata lagi jab tum paper se unse baat kar pa rahi thi.
Vo sab normal nahi tha Nandini. You were talking to someone who was dead. Jab tum city vapus chali gayi thi tab Bhawani tried to reach you, lekin bas vo tumhe isi ghar me dhundh sakta tha. Kyunki vo tumhari life ke baare me kuch nhi janta tha sivaye tumhare naam ke.
He wanted to talk to you it seems. Use yeh bhi pata tha ki tum yeh sab janne ke baad darr jaogi lekin phir bhi vo tumhe kuch kahna chahta tha. Bhawani, Sakshi aur Priya humare cousins the. Jinki life and death, both were miserable.



High class, lower class, untouchability... yeh sab norms duniya ne bana to diye but bahut se log aaj bhi in believes me life ki reality ko bhul jaate hai. Humare Dadaji unhe pareshan nhi karte the, unhe yaha isliye band kiya gaya, taki unke saath aur zulm na ho. Humare Dadaji kabhi bure nahi the. Unhone koi galat kam nhi kiya.


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Yeh kahani sunne ke baad I was out of my conscious. Jin logo ko mai ne dekha tha vo physical bodies nahi. OH MY GOD.... this was the craziest thing I have ever heard before. We talked about 2 hours and guess what was the time? It was fucking 2 AM aur mujhe vahi purana time yaad aa raha tha. Mai aur meri cousin ab tak soye nahi the. All of a sudden we felt that a strong wind knocked our door and something got slidden. We both got scared. Ek to raat me bhutiya baatein karne ke baad agar aisa kuch ho jaye to aapki susu ko bhi bahar nikalne se darr lagta hai. Mai aur jija, dono bahut darr gaye and we saw some white papers came into my room from the bottom space of the door and something was written. Darr ke maare room ki light tak switch ON nahi ki. Mobile ki flash lights ON ki aur vo paper uthaye and phir dono bed me mobile ki flash light me read karne lage. Sirf 3 shabd likhe the.


"WELCOME BACK NANDINI"


4 paper the aur sab pe yahi likha tha. Ab mujhe apne zinda hone pe bhi doubt hone laga tha. Yeh kya chal raha tha. Kaha se aaye yeh paper.Itni himmat nhi thi ki kisi vo choti window khol kar dekh lu ki bahar koi hai ya nahi. But hum dono chup chap so gaye. Raat bhar

sone ki acting hi kar rahi thi kyunki meri fatti padi thi. Poori raat vo wind tez tez flow hoti rahi. Aur hum kisi ko kuch nahi bata paaye.

Subah 6 baje kuch awaze aane lagi. Mai aur meri cousin uthe and went outside. Us mysterious room se saara samaan bahar ja raha tha. Some people came to clean the room. My Dada ji was also standing there. Then we went to our Dada ji and asked, what is all happening here? He said " I am gonna demolished this room. This room is no more required here." He came to know ki mujhe sachai ka pata lag chuka hai. I asked him " Itne saal tak kyun nhi karvaya yeh kam?" He said " Kuch cheeze wqat leti hai sahi hone me. Ab vo cheeze sahi hui hai to is room ki hume ab zarurat nhi."





Finally vo mysterious room and its secret was over. But mujhe aaj tak yakin nahi hua ki mai ne apni life me aatmao se baat ki.
Ab aisa koi adventure mujhe apni life mein nahi chaiye tha....



Un cheezo ko Mai ne vaisa hi chorr diya and I moved on in my life. Nahi chaiye the mujhe jawab, na koi saval. Ab bs mujhe apni life chaiye thi.... I stopped being detective after that night. The story telling lie. Unme kitna sach tha ya kitni banavat,  I don't know.


Kyunki jo dikhta hai vo aadha sach hota hai... aur gam ki baat yeh hai ki jo dikhta hai vahi bikta bhi hai......... :)

Often a girl stands at the door and Keep wandering how things are planned by God !!

Ek chota sa gaon hua karta tha aaj se kariban 50 saal pehle. Naam hai Ranakpur.
Us gaon me har tarah ke log raha karte the. Us gaon ke sarhad pe ek bahut badi kothi hua karti thi...
Agar mai aam bhasha mai bolu to bahut hi samradh parivar ka niwas tha
vaha. Bahut hi jaane maane log the us gaon ke.




Yeh kahani un aankhon ki hai jo us kohti ke teesre maale ke jharokhen se khali sadak ko niharti rahti
thi, yeh kahani un baaton ki hai jo zubaan tak aayi to sahi lekin bayan na ho saki, yeh kahani un
aasuyon ki hai jinki gavahi koi de na saka, yeh Kahani us toote hue dil ki hai jo phir kabhi judd na
saka. Aaj vahi aankhen, vahi baatein, vahi aasu aur vahi dil apni kahani likhne chale hai. Shayad yeh
kahani padhte padthe kisi ki aur ki kahani shuru ho jaye ya kaisi ki kahani ka anttt...





Many of us go to our grandparents's home to celebrate the occasions, festivals along with other
family members. Family get together is very normal in India u know.
Meri family ek alag hi level ka chidyaghar hai and fortunately I am also part of that huge typical
Indian family. I reside in a city with my parents and my super adiyal sibiling. This sweet and small
family is a part of a huge tree. The roots of this huge tree resides in a village called Ranakpur. All the
branches of this tree resides at different locations in India. We all meet in family get together once in
a  year, agar galti se khandan me kisi ki shaadi na ho us saal to... Otherwise same year mein 2-3 get
together ..... OMG!!





This year also we are going to our village to celebrate Diwali like every other year.  Chidyaghar ke
saare jaanvar apne chotte chotte pinjro se nikal kar ek bade pinjre me aa rahe hai... Vaise kuch bhi
kaho, Indian families ki baat hi kuch aur hai. Drama ke saath bahut saari masti, mazak aur alag hi
level ka pyar ka hota hai.





Friday Evening hum log Ranakpur ke liye nikal rahe the. Ranakpur jane ke naam se jitna darr lagta
tha utna hi excitement bhi hota tha because that used to be the only time when we were used to be on
road trip...vo bhi ek saath. The roads, the weather and the roadside milne wale cut fruits. Ghar me
chahe kitne marji fresh fruits laakr cut karke khao, but yeh roadside thelo ke cut fruits ki baat kuch
aur hi hoti hai. Aaj tak smajhme me nhi aaya ki yeh konse salt aur chilies ka mixture banate hai...
kyunki jab hum ghar pe banane ki koshish karte hai to.... hehehehehe... I don't know what out come
comes out.






We reached Ranakpur late in the evening. Humare mandir me sham ki aarti ho chuki thi.
Grandparents ke ghar jane ke baad yeh pairr chune ki parampara smjh nhi aati. Ya to bhagwan itne
elders nhi banata.. aur agr itne elders banaye hai to humari kamar me ek spring laga deta for some
days.. kyunki roz subah utho aur vahi pairr chune ka karyakaram start ho jana. Sometimes I wander
ki yeh jo log same same aashirvaad dete hai... kya yeh hume ek baar bhi life me lagte hai.. kyunki us
hisab se to mujhe billionaire hona chaiye tha :D .






Humara Ranakpur wala ghar village ke outskirts me hai. Kabhi Kabhi mujhe lagta hai why the hell
we live outside like in a farm house and even if we live like we are living in Farm house.. to humara
real farm house ande de raha hai kya.. kyunki us farm house ke hume ab tak darshan nhi hue the.






But u know what gaon ki baat hi kuch aur hoti hai. Humara ghar Thakur ra ri khoti ke naam se jana
jata hai. Us ghar me sabse acchi jagah vo chowk hai. Jab parivaar bade hote hai to unme
sabse zayada sankhya me unke bacche hote hai. We are 20 cousins in numbers. Humara khelna us
chowk me. Barish mein nahana us Chowk mein. Humari ghar ki ladies ka ghoomar dalna us chowk
mein.  Itne members hone ke bavjood humare ghar me sabko apna apna space mila hua hai.
I have my own room in that kothi... aur shayad isliye humara ghar kothi ke naam se famous tha.







I love my room here in Ranakpur house. It is specially built for me. Kyunki mujhe Jharokhon ka
bahut shaukh tha. I have beautiful Jharokha in my room. And it is the only room here on third floor.
I love this Ranakpur breez. Raat me cousins ke saath Aamras ka glass lekr terrace pe baitho aur apne
saare bakvas karnaamo ke baare me baat karna used to be my favourite time pass.






Lekin is baar jab mai yaha aai, tab I saw ki Third floor ke kone me ek room aur bana hua hai and its
locked. I asked my Father about that room but then he shouted on me and warmed me if I would ever
ask this question again and specially from my grandfather then gone case. I was stunned but then I
wanted to know the reason that's all. Apne room ke jharoken se us room ke jharoken pe baar baar
nazar jana, ek ajeeb se feeling hona. I am not sure but something was wrong.
But What was that ??







Every year on Diwali, an old man comes to visit my Grand Father. No one knows him except my Grand Father.
Humare ghar me bahut saare members hone ke karan, bahut saara kaam rahta tha to that old
man used to bring a girl or a boy every year to our home for help. Vaise bahut saare servants already
the, lekin special diwali pe humare ghar ke kam karne ke liye koi na koi chaiye rahta tha. Yeh
concept mujhe aaj tak samjh nhi aaya.





Aaj Diwali hai, Aur ghar ke saare log pooja ke liye ready ho rahe hai. I got ready and sat on
overhanging balcony (jharokha) and started listening the songs. I lost in the music so much that I
couldn't realise my maa was calling me for pooja. I stood up and looking for my chappals to climb
down for pooja. These chappals are so irritating sometimes... actually on perfect time when I really
need them... uhhh. Finally I found them under my bed. I went to near window to put the curtains and
all of a sudden I saw someone has switched on the lights in another room on third floor. As soon as I
saw that, I just ran out of my room to see who entered in that room. And I found that it was locked.
WTF. How can it be possible. ?? I bent down and started peeping inside the room from a space under
the door. Hey Bhagwan kuch to dikhe.. but koi lights ON nhi thi... it was totaly dark and I was like
ho kya raha hai. Again I ran to my room to check whether the lights are still ON or not... and I found
that it is still ON. Again I ran to that room and checked but it was still locked. I did this shitt 3-4
times and then I got tried. In all this to and fro motion, I missed diwali poojan and I didn't realise it.






After dinner, I came up and again checked from my room whether the other room's lights are ON or
OFF. I found them OFF. I actually got scared. Aisi bhutiya feeling kabhi aayi nhi na pehle... Aise
reality show kabhi dekha nahi pehle. But chal kya raha tha? Not Sure !! I did not tell anybody about
this But I was keen to know what was going on.
Hume 15 din ka Diwali Off milta tha. Hum poore 15 din Ranakpur me hi rahte the. Summer
holidays  ke baad sirf Diwali ki  lambi holidays hoti thi jab hum Ranakpur me hote the.
Ab apne room me jane se fatt rahi thi... I asked one of my cousin to sleep with me in night in my
room and by God Grace she agreed to it.





Diwali ke next day My mom went to my nani's place to visit her parents. She wanted to take me also
along with her but phir yaha detective ka kam kon karta. Raat ke liye to mai ne apni cousin ko patta
liya but din me meri jaan ko aaye rahti thi.





I thought to be in my room to check ki light kab ON hogi dusre room ki.  3-4 dino tak I noticed and
found ki jab sham ki aarti ka time hota hai .. us beech room ki lights ON hoti hai aur aarti khatam
hote hi OFF ho jati hai. But lock kabhi nhi khulta. It was A-level horror.  Humari Diwali holidays
khatam hone ko thi aur yeh mystery ka kuch solution smjh nhi aa raha tha.





Sunday Evening hume city ke liye nikalna tha, today its Thursday, and mai yaha apne room ke gate ke pass baith kar Angoor kha rhi hu aur us room ki taraf dekhe ja rahi hu. Aur mujhe smjh nhi aa raha  ki is room me sach me koi hai ya nhi... aur agr koi hai nhi to har sham me lights kyun ON hoti hai.
Agar mai us room ke lock ko jakr check bhi karti hu, tb bhi andr se koi awaz nhi aati. Koi to bole ki
kon hai bahar and all. Bahut hi ajeeb tha vo. Humne bhi bahut saari movies dekhi hai. Kabhi to faida
uthaye . I took a piece of paper and wrote on it "Hi My name is Nandini Thakur. Is there anybody 
inside. If yes, Please write me back now." and passed that paper in that room from the space under
the door. Aarti ka time tha, lights ON ho chuki thi aur mera paper and pen room ke andar ja chuka
tha. I had 20 minutes to confirm ki andr koi hai ya nhi.





15 minutes ho chuke the aur koi jawab nhi aaya. And meri poori tarah se fatt chuki thi ki some spirit
stays inside. Within a min. I got my paper back door ke neeche se. I was about to pee there, at that
very moment. I was so scared. It was written " Hi Nandini, We need help to come out. We are 
stuck here. Please help us if you can and don't tell about this to anybody in your family else 
it will not be good for you". Meri 12 baj rahi thi aur aarti ka time khatam hone wala tha. Smjh nhi aa raha kya karu. I wrote them back "I will be able to help you out if you show me your face, come to your jharokha, don't switch off your light before the lights of another room on this floor gets 
ON. I stay in that room. Let me see you first." While running towards my room, I was thinking
why the hell he/she said "WE".. how many people are there in that room ?? I was shivering.






I went to my window. I switched off my lights and saw that one guy came to another window and
within few seconds 2 more girls also came. Aarti ka time khatam ho chuka tha . I switched ON the
lights so that they can switch OFF . I couldn't believe on my eyes. Jo dekha vo sach tha ya bs
nazar ka dhokha. I went down for dinner but couldn't speak with anyone about this. I came into my
room and walking from one corner to another. Andhera ho chuka tha, Thursday night bhi khatam
hone wali thi. I gathered my courage and went to near that room and tried to knock but kaiseeeeee...
ohhh God !!







I saw my paper pen out there at door and it was written "If you want to know about us and can 
help us, be ready at 2:30 AM tonight". I just didn't faint after reading that sentence. I went inside
my room, locked the door and packed myself in blanket. It was cold by the way during that
Diwali. I didn't open the door even when my cousin came to sleep with me. I was frightened. I
couldn't able to sleep. Since I was not able to sleep and it was around 2 AM, my legs were shivering,
and I was thinking ki itni bakvas karne ki kya zarurat thi Nandini. I heard some noise from outside.
Somehow I got up from bed and opened a small window which was there infit in my door. I saw
some five men are entering inside that room and then they shut the door. I didn't see any of them
before. I couldn't understand anything. I kept watching from my little window. 15 min. tak koi
activity nhi hui. Finally I decided to go out. Apna coat pehna, upr se black color ka scarf. Aur mai
bahar aa gyi. Apne room ka darwaza band kar diya bahar se. Aur phir ek kone me munder ke peeche
chupp gyi.








2:20 pe vo 5 aadmi us room se nikle and then they went down... but vo darvaza band nhi hua tha ab
tak. 10 sec ke baad that guy whom I saw from my room, he came at the door by crawling on the floor
and he was looking at my door continuously and all of a sudden he started weeping. I couldn't
understand anything. I saw down in the chowk from munder and those 5 men talked to my
Grandfather for some 3 min. and then they left. And my Grand Father came up and locked that room
again. After locking the door, he looked at my room and went down. Thank God he didn't come
near to my room else he would have found that I am not in my room. But Chal kya raha tha?????







I went inside my room and sat in window and trying to figure out that what the hell was going on ?
Ek dum se samne wale room ki lights ON hui and that guy was continuously staring at my window
and started crying, the other two girls hugged that guy and started crying. They didn't know that I
was watching them from my window since my room's lights were OFF. It was confirmed ki kuch to
bahut galat ho raha tha and the worst part is My GrandFather was involved in it.







Next day, again I went to that room and wrote them on a paper " Sorry !!  This is Nandini here I 
got scared yesterday and didn't understand what is going on, Plz do let me know about all this. 
How can I help you? How can I get you out ? I am just 14 year old girl.". Then I got reply from
mysterious people saying " Hi Nandini, we can't explain you what is happening, but you can 
only help us in coming out. Nobody thought of helping us before even after knowing that we 
are stuck here. For the first time you we have been asked by someone here. Please help us."
After reading that I decided to bring them out NO MATTER WHAT . But abhi bhi fatti to padi thi.









Entire day I was thinking, how to bring them out, but couldn't find the way. Again one more night is
going to pass and I will be left with one more night. Friday night, I didn't sleep. I opened my little
window at 1:30 AM and keep watching what was going on. At 1:45 AM my Grandfather climbed up
and opened the lock and took the lock along with him. The lock and Key both were there with him.
I went down behind my Dada ji and then he kept the lock over the table outside his room's door and
he went inside... Luckily all of our room's locks look same. No one can identify which is whom's. I
replaced the lock with my room's lock. I had two keys. One I kept with along with lock and one....
u know..... movies... :D


I went inside my room and keep watching entire drama. My Dada ji came up to lock the room and
went down. All lights were OFF . At 3 AM in the morning, I went to the door and passed a piece of
paper inside the room saying "YOUR DOOR IS NOT LOCKED... COME OUT AT 4:30 AM 
AND ESCAPE FROM HERE. DO NOT TRY TO COME TO MY ROOM AT ALL.... UNDERSTOOD.
 NANDINI". I unlocked the door and knocked so that they can listen and read that paper. After that I
ran inside my room and wrapped myself in blanket. I was shivering like anything.








I couldn't sleep anymore. I kept watching from my little window. At 4:15 , that guy came out from
room. He was miserable.. couldn't walk properly. But he walked towards my room with that paper
and pen. I was frightened. I closed my window and stood with one arm distance from door with the
kapde dhone wali stick in my hand. He passed the paper and pen to my room door ke neeche se.
I kept standing away from my door till 5 min. I heard him walking away from the door. I went near
my door and I slowly opened that little window. I saw that guy was keep looking at my door and weeping.
Then he walked away along with those girls. I took paper in my hand what he gave me. It was
written " Vo khali sadak, yeh tarsti aankhe, kabhi na bahe aasu, aur yeh tutta dil apne saath hi lekar ja
raha hu. Zindagi me kuch bhi bhulaya ja sakta hai, lekin tumne jo humare liye kiya vo kabhi na bhul
paunga mai. Thank you Nandini."






I ran towards my window and saw them walking on that road for their bright and safe future. I was so
relaxed after seeing them. At 6 AM, I went and locked the door again. I never entered inside that
room.  2 sleepless days and nights at age of 14 saving some lives from hell. I don't know what to say
how to say... Saturday ki night and Sunday morning ghar me jo drama hua.. I can't forget... But I was
happy with whatever I did.






We came back to city and our lives started running. Today its been 11 years of that incidence
happened. Aur mujhe kuch bhi nhi pata ki us wqt un logo ke saath ho kya raha tha.. aur Kon
the vo log. Humare ghar me unhe band kyun kiya gya tha...






Bahut si baatein adhuri rah jati hai... aisi kitni hi unkahi unsuni kahaniyan is duniya mein hai
Jinka matlab hume kabhi smjh nhi aa sakta...


But I will be writing these stories till I find the reason of their existence... !!

HEAD DOWN AND FEEL SHAME

And again they gave her tears….

Why she is forced to wear…

That red-blood tear…

Her voice no-one can hear…

What is her mistake…

That her life is on stake…

They killed her soul…

Her life becomes a hollow hole…

She was knitting a beautiful life…

Those animals came and slashed

her with a scythe…

They all are insane…

With their act, even I do feel shame…

They worship her in temple…

But outside they are the inhuman sample…

She was walking with pride…

Who they are to block her side…

Who gave them the right…

To spoil her life…

To demolish her courage…

No-one is there for her to encourage…

She was happy and flying high…

Those animals cut her feathers…

And now she is down lying…

All around her is dark…

And we light it up with a candle-march????

What then????

Those demons will pop up again…

To take back her feathers…

Her voice, they just shatter…

Is she born to face this worst…????

Now what can be done….

Lock her in her own home…???

NO…….!!!

           Just let her fly....Which she is unable to try…

                 अपनी  खुद्की  दुनिया  में वो ऐसा क्यों कहती है,
                          माँ मुझे डर लगता है.

Hang those devils to death…

So that we can walk with pride and up head…

Once in a while....

There is a moment when you can't understand what's going on with you.. The moment when you don't know what's happening to you... The moment when you can't tell anyone what's running inside your head... The moment when everything is strange for you.. 

Because you yourself are not sure.. Because you are not able to pin point the exact thing.. Though everything is normal around you.. Though everything is the way it should be.. But.. not you.. And you don't even know how to explain this to others.. Because at that particular moment your mind is totally BLANK.

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Once in a while this happens
When one moment you wanna talk,
the other moment you are mum,
And all you want to do is take a long walk...

Once a while this happens
When you have so much to say,
but you don't know how to put words to it,
And all you do is just cry...

Once in a while this happens

When the thoughts are running with full speed,

everything is messed up in the mind,

And a hug is what all you need...

Once in a while this happens

When you don't know what's happening,

your mind is totally blank,

and your face just keeps smiling..

Once in a while this happens
When you are to scared to open up,
you don't know whom to share things with,
And all you do is sit with thoughts and a coffee cup...

Once in a while this happens

Life puts you in a situation,

where you don' know what to do,

But in the end you emerge out of it as is everything was just a Fiction...