Yaadein...............the sweet n sour moments shared from life.

It was Ghazal’s final year in the college. Few more months and she would be a graduate, all ready to step into a whole new world. Two years had almost flown by. One fine morning, one of her class mates Rimjhim gave her a letter. Ghazal was quite surprised. The letter read: Dear Ghazal,                        Hope you don’t mind my calling you ‘dear’. I’ve known you since the very first day you stepped in the college. True we’ve never met face to face. Its not that I didn’t want to meet you, but I never got a chance. I’m not someone people notice instantly, but people do come to like me when they know me. I have very few friends just like you, but believe me they are the few people close to my heart. I wish to be friends with you, that shows you are very special. Rimjhim is my younger sister and if you consider it right we can meet. Time n place you decide and tell Rimjhim. I ...

उसके मीठे बोलो से जब प्यार छलकता हैं, दिल का कौना कौना खुशबू से महकता हैं. पलकों में कई सपने करवट लेते हैं  'विनी ' जब वह आँखों के रास्ते रूह को छूता हैं .

It had been a week since Samar had gone to Delhi. They had kept in touch through messages but time had taken a snail’s pace. Ghazal was unable to understand her restlessness. She had never missed someone so badly in all her life as she was missing him then. Samar was busy with his training during daytime so they talked through messages in the evening . Both of them shared the entire day's activities with each other. On the eighth day ,in the evening, he messaged her, “hi kuchi, what’s up ? where are u ?” Ghazal was on line on F B , watching  his profile pic. She had lost count of the number of times she had been through his profile. Neither of them had posted their original pic on their profile. They had never felt the need to see each other's pic. She answered, “I m on line on FB , where are u? what are u doing sweetu? Have You had your dinner?” “Yup ,  n you? What are you doing ? I m missing u so much. Oh God ! when will this training get over ? ” He replied. “I...

Kal ki raat kuch anokhe jazbaat layi thi. Taaro ke jhurmut se kuch yaadein aayi thi. Kuch apno ko yaad kar ke aankhein bhar aayi thi. Bahut roka humne par kuch boonde gaalo par utar aayi thi. Saath apne the VINi, magar phir bhi tanhai thi.

Jab chaand ko dekha VINi khidki se , To mann mein uska hi khayaal aaya. Maru si tapan thi zindagi mein Uske saath ne chaandni sa sheetal banaya.

Wo tanhai mein jab guzra waqt yaad aata hai, Kuch adhura hone ka ehsaas saath lata hai. Wo khwaab jinhe pankh na mile, unhe waqt sahla jaata hai. Hum phir un panno ko sameit lete hai VINi, jinhe jhonka uda jaata hai.

नटखट बचपन की भोली सी मुस्कान है ज़िन्दगी, जोशीली आँखों में पलते सपनों का जहान है ज़िन्दगी, मजबूत इरादों को जीने का अरमान है ज़िन्दगी, जाने-अनजाने जुड़ते रिश्तों की पहचान हैं ज़िन्दगी, किसी की खूबसूरत यादों से संवरा मकान है ज़िन्दगी, किसी को दिए वादे का अहसान है ज़िन्दगी, जिए जिंदादिली से तो मेहरबान है ज़िन्दगी, पलकों में छुपे आंसू ही नहीं ‘किरण' मन की ख़ुशी का आसमान है ज़िन्दगी. -विनिता सुराना 'किरण'

Jaana tha humse dur,to bahane bana liye. Kahte the hume apna,gairo ke yaha thikane bana liye. Zamane bhar mein jiski wafa ka dum bharte the, usi ne dil ke tukdo se VINi,khud apne aashiyane sajaa liye.

Bahut chaahat thi tumhe paane ki, Hamesha ke liye apna banane ki, Itni shiddat se tumhe chaha VINi Dil mein hasrat na rahi kuch aur paane ki.

EIK zara shararat ki thi humne, Jhuthe hi ruthne ki adawat ki thi humne, Par unki panili aankho mein apna aks jo dekha VINi, Tab samjhe ki koi khata ki thi humne.

Tumhe mahsus kiya subah ki pahli kiran mein, Tumhara aks dekha khidki se chankar aati roshni mein, Kahte ho bhula dena humey dheere dheere, Kaise hai ye mumkin VINi,jab ghule ho tum kan-kan mein.

Thaama tha sailaab palko mein humne, Ki doob na jaye mohabbat ki kashti. Ik zara muskurane ki koshish kya ki VINi, Wo muskurane ki wajah pooch baithe.

Bahut kuch khokar use paaya tha, Doobti hui saanso ko usne jagaya tha, Dil mein uski murat ko basaya tha, Aankho mein sapne sa sajaya tha, Naadan the na samajh sake,wo bas eik saaya tha. Bas roshni tak saath dene VINi ,wo aaya tha.

Nazro se dur jaate ho chale jao, Saath apne sab saaman bhi le jao, Hawa jo usey chukar gayi to khushboo se bhar degi ghar, Saanso mein basa lenge VINi,phir jaoge kidhar.

  Jeevan raah par mod wo muda tha, Ek anjaan musafir humse juda tha, Jaise humari duao ka wo sila tha, Tanha safar kuch aasaan hua tha. Ek mod phir muda hai, Raahein humari juda hai. To kya hua VINi, Kuch pal wo saath to chala tha.

    The college days were fun.Those memories always made her forget her woes.Ghazal had enjoyed each n every day of her college life with her six friends.Along with Mihir she had five more friends whom she had met during her college days .They all had gone on to become the BEST friends. Rahul,Akshit,Abhilasha,Suhani,Avani ,Mihir and Ghazal. All seven of them were different people with different interests and goals in life, yet they all had one thing in common – their zest for life. They were fun loving people who believed in enjoying each day as if that was the last day of their life. Rahul was a cool guy ,not much interested in studies,although his scores were never bad. He had his eyes for business just like his father who had a growing construction company. Akshit had a niche for fashion and with an amazing face and personality, he was more cut out for modelling industry. Mihir had already decided to go for MBA after completing his graduation. Suhani aspired to be a j...

Ghazal missed Samar more than she had imagined. Daytime was easy to pass as she was busy in school but in the evenings she missed him a lot. Although they messaged each other whenever possible,yet it was their chats and his funny comments she missed the most. She wanted to share so much with him,all her memories,good n bad. Memories of her childhood n those carefree days which she had shared with her best friend,Mihir.    Mihir whom she called BUNNY teasingly as he was fair n a little on the healthy side. Although he had grown up to be a handsome guy,yet the childhood name still existed between them.As a kid he used to run after her when she teased him,but now he only smiled at her with affection in his eyes.No one was allowed to call him with this name as she had the copyright to do so.They had so much fun playing their favorite games (cricket n chess )which were even Vrinda's favorites now. Together they used to play pranks on their school friends and mostly got away with ...

वो बातें, वो मुलाकातें, अकसर याद आती है. रिमझिम बरसातों में उसका आना बिन बोले आँखों से सब कह जाना बारिश की बूंदों के छींटे उडाना देखकर मुझे हौले से मुस्कराना हाथ मेरा थामकर धीमे से गुनगुनाना प्यार के वो नगमे, वो मीठी धुन ‘किरण’ अकसर याद आती हैं. वो बातें, वो मुलाकातें, अकसर याद आती हैं. -विनिता सुराना ‘किरण’