Screenplay

 Breathe in. Breathe out.
  Breathe in. Breathe out.
   Breathe in. Hold.
    Close your eyes.
     Think of just one person.
       I bet you smiled.
        Goosebumps too, perhaps?
         A moment of flashback.
          Sweet nothings.
           Nostalgic screenplay.
            Movie begins with imagination.
              Less dialogues, more action.
               Less reality, more fantasy.
                No songs, no drama.
                 Simple intense ecstasy.
                  You're the best fiction writer.
                   Beautiful climax. The end.
                    The conclusion?
                     You're in love. Smile.
                      Open your eyes.
                       Don't forget to breathe out.

{ Hope }

Just when you were about to give up waiting,
It arrives with pride.
Just when you see it disappearing in your dream,
It appears in reality.
Sometimes, you want to badly get rid of it.
But it clings shamelessly.

Hope is the most hopeless phenomena to happen in life.
It's a parasite.
Try eradicating it. No, it will refuse to budge.
It will keep being generously present.
In your mind, in your heart, in your soul.

Nothing wrong in keeping hope (apparently).
Oh yes, why not?
Be positive. Always.
Be madly positive? Perhaps.
Be obsessively, hopelessly positive? Umm.
Give up in the end? No.
Wait for a miracle to happen? HELL YES!
So basically keep hoping? Absolutely, you nailed it!

C'mon, life ain't that bad after all.
There'll be days, there'll be nights.
There'll be laughter, there'll be fights.
There'll be success, there'll be failure.

But don’t lose it already, don’t stop moving.

Because somewhere far, far away, 

It will be there, waiting for you to smile. 

Hope is indeed the priceless jewel we all possess, involuntarily.

And it is indeed hopeless to not keep hoping. Try it. And fail.

Because hope will always win. Hopefully, so will you. Soon.
Just like a star, shining on a dark night with no moon.

WORK ≠ LIFE

Life is not work. Work is a part of life.

Clearly, life is an unclear journey.

...Abrupt end

"Sometimes, you almost get what you always wanted but *poof* it vanishes abruptly, just like this sentence that..."

Listen To Your Heart

"Everybody is not meant to do things the way they are supposed to be done."

Some of Us...

★ We are going where the world is not going.

We are walking the paths that the maps are not showing.

Come, join us as we're open to all.

Where it doesn't matter if you grow or fall. ★

S l o w ♥︎ D e a t h

Take my gasping breath away.

Hug. Repeat. Tease. Repeat.

Don't hesitate, don't think twice.

Just choke me with that kiss.

Adrenaline rush. And more of it.

Slowly poison me with your bite.

Eyes closed. Tight grip.

Gently, passionately caress me.

I want a slow death.

पती, पत्नी और वो।

मैं तुमसे नाराज़ हूँ। 

कहाँ मेरे computer ने मुझसे। 

लेकिन ऐसा क्या कर दिया मैने?

रोज़ तो मिलती हूँ , बातें करती हूँ तुझसे। 

सुनो, हमनें शादी की है। 

Please ये भूलो मत। 

Internet को साक्षी मानकर,

हमने सात updates किये थे। 

हाँ, of course मुझे याद है। 

मैं अपनी दूसरी शादी कैसे भूल सकती हूँ? 

PC ने जब छोड़ा मेरा साथ,

तभ तुम्ही ने ही तो थामा था मेरा हाँथ। 

मैं हमेशा तुम्हारे सपने देखा करती थी। 

सिर्फ मैं ही क्यों , हर कोई Mac Book Pro पर मरती। 

तो तुम्हे अभ क्या हो गया?

मैंने ऐसा क्या कर दिया?

देखो, मैं झगड़ा नहीं करना चाहता। 

लेकिन तुम आज-कल मुझे time नहीं देती हो। 

जबसे ये Smart Phone आ गया है,

मुझे बस जलाती रहती हो। 

कुछ ख़याल नहीं रखती मेरा 

कितने दिनों से मुझे update भी नहीं किया। 

कल अगर jellybean से kitkat करना हो,

तो मुझे पता है कितना तड़पोगी तुम। 

इतना बड़ा इलज़ाम मुझपर मत लगाओ। 

पहले से ज़्यादा वक़्त बिताती हूँ तुम्हारे साथ। 

आजकल तो सोलह से बीस घंटे इस्तेमाल करती हूँ तुम्हे।

और कितनी बार weekends पर होती हूँ सुबह ९ से शाम ८ । 

बस इस्तेमाल ही करो तुम मेरा। 

भला प्यार से कभी shut down किया है?

जब भी मैं hang होता हूँ ,

तुम mouse या keyboard पटकना शुरू कर देती हो। 

मुझे कभी viral infection नहीं हुआ 

क्यों की mac होता है anti - viral और बहूत ख़ास। 

पर जब कभी तुम्हे बुखार हो,

मैं हमेशा रहता हूँ तुम्हारे पास। 

क्या है उस smart phone में, 

जो मुझमें नहीं?

हूँ तो मैं भी काफी good looking और fast

तो क्यों मैं गलत, और वोह सही?

मुझे बस अब तलाक़ दे दो, छोड़ दो मुझे। 

अभ बर्दाश्त नहीं होता।

तुमसे अच्छी तो तुम्हारी intern है। 

बस मौका ढूंढ़ती है मेरे पास आने का। 

Please ऐसा मत कहो, मैं तुमसे और सिर्फ तुम्ही से प्यार करती हूँ।

इन चार सालों में 

कितने phones को तोडा 

लेकिन कभी तुम्हे नहीं छोड़ा। 

और अभ तोह हमारा बच्चा भी है। 

Cute सा एक iPad 

मुझे एक मौका दे दो,

आखिर मेरे प्यारे पति जो हो।  ♥︎

Meanwhile...

★ Somewhere in a parallel universe, I am cycling under aurora lights and it's raining stars. ★

To-Do List Vs Bucket List

One is made during day. 
The other during dreams.

One talks about do's and don'ts. 
The other about will and hopes.
The bigger the to-do list, 
the smaller becomes your bucket list.
The more boxes you check on one list, 
the emptier you leave the other list.

Bucket lists are born on Fridays. 
To-Do lists are mourned on Mondays.
One always seems possible to be achieved. 
The other surprisingly surpasses it.
While one uses post-its to jot down points, 
the other uses diaries to pen down thoughts.
One describes about what you have to do. 
The other about what you really want to do.

To-do lists are tasks; shared with anyone. 
Buckets lists are intra-personal goals; shared with none.

The difference in experiencing the execution of these lists is similar
to the difference between orgasm and climax.

While one leaves you relieved and happy, 
the other leaves you emotional and complete.

You live only once, they all say. 
You want to live it well, your mind says.

You want to do it all, your heart says. 
You can't do everything, you finally say.
While a to-do list doesn't really have a say,  
the bucket-list will never cease to say. 
It's okay to skip a to-do list once a while.

But never forget to make a bucket list, I would say.

लग्न - एक मोठा प्रश्न

विचार करून  कसं कोणी प्रेमात पडू शकतं ?
ही गोष्ट तर सहज व्हायला हवी.
तसच, विचार करून कसं कोणी लग्न करू शकतं ?

लग्न हा एक मोठा प्रश्न का झालाय हल्ली?
ही गोष्ट पण तर तितक्याच  सहज पणे पार पडायला हवी.
माग ह्यचं  इतकं big deal का बनवतायेत सगळे?

होईल तेव्हा होईल मी म्हणते.
होणार तर आहेच ना कधीतरी.
पण सारखं सारखं विचारत नका जाऊ, please .

आहो तुमच्याहून जास्त इच्छा आहे माझी संसार मांडायची.
तुमचं झालाय ते करून म्हणून तर माझी खबर घेताय.
जरा धीर धरा, बोलविन तुम्हाला मी पण माझ्या लग्नाला.

"बरेच दिवस झाले आम्ही नाचलो नही ना, म्हणून तू लवकर लग्न कर गं आता."
आहो माग असं सांगा ना, बोलवला असता उद्याच नाशिक ढोल ला.
नाचा ना विनाकारण. मज्जा येते. 

हा मुलगा तुला कसा वाटतो ? मित्र आहे ना जवळचा?
चांगले दिस्ता एकत्र दोघे.  करून टाका ना लग्न.
अरे बाबा मित्र आहे! मित्र! मैत्री मधे जबरदस्ती असा कसा विचार करू? 

आधी तर मुलगा आपल्याच जातीचा हवा होता तुम्हाला
आता म्हणताय कोणी पण चालेल!
मग आमच्या आयुष्याच्या पहिला प्रेमाला, का नाकरला होतं?

"मुलगा सुशिक्षित, उँच, handsome  आणि successful हवा
त्याचं स्वतहाचं घर पण असायला हवं आणि खूप पगार तर हवाच.
असाच मुलगा गाठ तू मूली."

हं? हे काय दूकान आहे का? आणि तुम्ही का ठरवताये,
की मला कसा नवरा हवाय? आणि गाठ म्हणजे काय?
इतके calculative कसं वागु शकतं कुणी? आणि का?

तो पण तर माझ्याच व्हयाचा असेल आणि almost तसच शिक्षण.
माझ्याकड़े आहे का स्वतःच् घर किव्वा गाडी किव्वा भवतव्य पगार?
जरा करा ना practically विचार.

एकी कडे म्हणता मुलीला मुलाच्याच इतकं equal मानावं.
मग मुलाकडूनच का ठेवायचे इतके expectations जासतं?
आणि का घ्यावी आर्थिक responsibility फक्त त्यानीच? 

अश्या ह्या pressure मुळेच हल्ली मुले घाबरतात.
ते commitment साठी ready नसतात, कारण तुमची मागणी संपत नाहीत.
आणि मग होतात तैयार ३० व्हया नंतर, पण ते ही तुम्हाला आवडत नही.
 
"तू चष्मा नको घालत जाउस गं, आणि केस पण वाढव आता.
जरा तुझे सुंदर photos पाठव ना मला.
ते फालतू आवतारातले अजीबात नको."

मी काय रोज साड़ी नसणारे किंवा make-up करणारे सगळीकडे?
आणि मी mall मधली mannequin आहे का?
काय झालं जर थोड़ा आवतार असला तर? आहो हेच normal आहे शेवटी.

"चल त्या लग्नाला माझ्या बरोबर. साड़ी नेसुन ये, बरं का?
लोकांची कशी.… नज़र गेली पाहिजे तुझ्यावर. एखादा चांगलं स्थळ आलं तर?"
हे सांगितल्यावर तुम्हाला वाटतं मी येणार लग्नाला? हाहाहाहाहा!

बघ एक मुलाचं स्थळ आलय.
त्याला facebook वर add करून chat करा ना.
इतकं सोप्पं असतं तर झालं असतं लग्न.

वेळ द्या जरा, होईल लग्न माझं.
एक task असल्या सारखं नका treat करू ह्या सुंदर रचनेला.
ह्या phase ची मला पण मजा घेऊ द्या जरा.

Travelling...

"Travelling alone is blissful. You don't just explore the world, but also explore yourself."

That Look...

"Always try to look good in front of the world.

Try to look your best for yourself."

ये पल

बड़े इतमीनान से गुज़ारें हर पल |
फ़िक्र ना करो जब कभी थम जाए ये पल |
क्यों की एक बार जो गुज़र जाए,
बस यादों में रह जाएँगे ये पल |

Perception & Reality...

"Basically the reality is that grass is green on both the sides." :D

THE DOODLERS - Calendar 2014

That's us, THE DOODLERS. The thick-framed-spectacled team of Abhijit, Neha & Sameer. Just like 2012, we came out with a collaborative doodles + illustrations based calendar for 2014. This year's theme was Black and White, everything hand-made and tried making use of different medium for every month. Keep digging for a deeper meaning into these abstract, unplanned and random artworks. Cheers to 2014!

For more deets, do check out our FB page here. Click Click Click.

How I got 'Leh-ed'

I met God there. I walked along with Him.
The nights were cold, starry and dark.

The sunshine was plenty, warm & bright

The clouds with silver lining had an unusual spark.

I danced along with the fiery winds.
I pecked and kissed the gentle breeze.
The sands of time stormed at me with anger.
But I loved every bit of it, I embraced it with ease.

I surrendered to nature completely.
I just let it take away myself from me.
It made love to me, all day and night.
The purest form of lust that I could ever see.

It snowed initially to arouse me a little.
Then came the gushing rains on the craving muds.
I saw the ripples of water on my bare feet.
It tickled me until I fell on the flower-buds.

The birds chirped songs to swing my mood
I took a bath in the sparkling golden lake.
And rainbow dressed me up in seven splendid shades.

I was pampered like a queen, nothing fake.

The gorgeous parade of butterflies
Along the sapphire-studded turquoise river
Appealed and charmed my awestruck eyes.
It gave me goosebumps, made me shiver.

The bright green grass made me high.
Those leaves covered me when I felt cold
The snow-clad hills revealed the hidden rocks
That blushed in hues of violet, red and gold.

I didn't know where this was heading.
Was this just attraction or real love; my mind would think
I was getting too involved in the shiny stars
I gazed into those little diamonds without a blink

I realised the inner peace within me
I conquered the ultimate happiness
I felt blessed, I was in heaven indeed.
Nature was passionate, caring and selfless.

A kingdom that leaves you more than satisfied
Where the vibes are positive and so are you

A dream that makes you cry out of joy.

That's Ladakh customized specially for you.

Early Morning Sketch...

"Doing an illustration early in the morning seems like painting the dream seen last night."

विशेष टिप्पणी

खुशी छीनी नही जाती,
बाटी जाती है.

दर्द दिया नही जाता,
मीटया जाता है.

घर खरीदा नही जाता
बनाया जाता है.

प्यार किया नही जाता,
हो जाता है.

वक़्त मिला नही करता
निकाला जाता है.

दोस्ती भूली नही जाती,
निभाई जाती है.

कविता लिखी नही जाती,
महसूस की जाती है.

इतिहास पढ़ा नही जाती,
बनाया जाता है.

टोपी पहेनी नही जाती,
पहनाई जाती है.

बारिश से छुपना नही होता,
भीगना होता है.

सपने सिर्फ़ देखे नही जाते,
पूरे किए जाते है.

लोग बदलते नही,
तुम्हारी नज़र बदल जाती है.

दुनियादारी सीखनी नही पड़ती,
अपने आप आ जाती है.

मेरी आँखों से देखोगे
तो पता चलेगा,

की ज़िंदगी में पल सिर्फ़ बीतायें नही जाते
उन्हे जिया जाता है.

Please Note.

"A company will earn more profit and goodwill once it stops using its employees as resources and starts treating them as assets."

Hot Coco ♥︎

"When you know there's lot of work but no time, lot of questions but no answers, can't figure out where life is moving - Just have a cup of hot chocolate. No, it won't solve problems. But for a few minutes, it will pause your problems."

What my folks learnt from me

~by a kid

Can you believe that my house is full of liars and smugglers? 
Who keep doing all those things I am never allowed to do.  
God should punish them and they should be grounded,
And make me the prefect of the house instead.

Yesterday I caught my mumma,  
Telling lies to daddy about some shopping she did.   
The price of her purse was 4000 rupees,
But said she bought it for five hundred and fifty!

Last week I saw my Grandpa in the night,  
Stealing a cookie from the jar!  
His doctor doesn't allow him and neither does Grandma,  
So he became a thief, he actually went that far.

I still remember the day,   
When daddy bunked office for a cricket match.  
He called up his boss, coughed and sneezed on the phone.
And said he was unwell and had to visit the doc!

Last Sunday I saw my brother secretly watching kishy-kishy on TV.  
And Daddy scolded him so much after that.  
But the other day when I saw daddy watching kishy kishy  
He gave me a big cadbury, and told me to be quiet about it!
And then I saw grandpa watching kishy kishy,  
But he fainted before I could shout at him.

When I told my teacher that my dog chewed up my homework,  
She punished and asked me to write "I will not lie", a 100 times.
But when my elder sister said that the dog spilled ink on her project,  
Three other boys who liked her, came to help her and finished off her work!

Sometimes I wonder if I taught them to be like this?
They lie like me, they steal like me.
They even fake to be sick like me.  
I can't believe they are following my actions.  
Copy cats copy cats, my family is just copying me. 

When I do something wrong, my teacher takes me to the principal.  
When my folks do something wrong, should I take them to my principal?
I think I should secretly record all this on daddy's phone,
And then blackmail each one of them.
That way all of us can keep doing what we want,
And never get punished for anything.

Enough is enough!

(Note: This poetry is written on behalf of Late Nirbhaya, the victim of the unfortunate Delhi Gang Rape that happened in Dec 2012. It is every woman's point of view regarding this sensitive topic: Rape. Nothing personal, whatsoever.)

Enough is enough.

I want justice.
I want to be free.
I want to live a normal life.
I want inner peace.

Enough is enough.

You can't treat me like a toy
Stop playing so cruelly
With my heart, body & soul
Just because you're a boy.

Enough is enough.

Can't you hear me cry?
Don't you see I am in pain?
Where is the human in you?
Even God will be ashamed & shy.

Enough is enough.

You once loved me as a mother or a sister.
You once worshipped me as Goddess
You once treated me like a precious wife.
You have lost it all, Mister.

Enough is enough.

How can you not fear anything?
Who gives you the right to touch me?
Who says I wil accept your brutality?
Even the slightest guilt in you is missing.

Enough is enough.

I am every woman in this nation.
Every woman is me.
You hurt someone else,
It hurts me.

Enough is enough.

Why should I forgive you?
I know you will never stop.
You've lost your own respect
No one will love you, not even a few.

Enough is enough.

You deserve to be punished.
You deserve to be in hell.
I don't care if it sounds too harsh,
But you ought to be finished.

Enough is enough.

Do you know how you were born?
You came from the same Vagina
Instead of mishandling it as a 'use and throw device'

Go masturbate or watch some porn. 

Enough is enough.

I cannot live my life on your terms.
Stop telling me what to wear.
Stop scheduling my life.
Stop shamelessly inserting your sperms.

Enough is enough.

I will fight back.
I will not be scared.
Take this as a sharp warning.
And gather some humanity that you lack.

Enough is enough.

You should be tortured for what you did anyhow
We all know you deserve nothing but hell.
You should be brutally hanged,
And that too RIGHT NOW.

Yellow Birdie

Look Ma, I think I saw a Yellow Birdie there.

So pretty, so yellow, so tiny, so cute.

I have decided to call him 'Lemon Dsouza'.

Can you please ask him to come near me?

So I can feed him some grains or berries.

 Or I could rush to the market and get something else.

Whatever he likes. Whatever he wants.

Will he sit on my palm while I pamper him?

I want to touch his feathers and caress him.

I want to play hide and seek with him.

 Will he teach me how to fly?

I will teach him how to ride a cycle.

I will take him around on my cycle.

I will show him my world. My beautiful house.

The buildings, roads, traffic, market & malls.

But what if he has seen it before?

If he lives on this tree where I spotted him,

Then he sure must be a city boy.

So does he like it here, just like I do?

Doesn't he miss the forest, far far away? 

Do we bother him and his friends too much?

Is there enough space for them to live?

Why are they cutting down the trees?

Won't Lemon get homeless then?

Ma, are we doing any good to them?

If yes, then why are they not seen as often?

I want more such birds around me.

Not just yellow, but blue, white and red too.

Am I asking for too much? 

I wish that he visits me more often.

So I can make him my best friend.

The yellow birdie, so very sweet.