I BELIEVE

These barracks tell a tale, a bit of you, a lil' bit of me;  of the echoing laughter,  and the silent tears, which it did see... a live mine field for ' jangus ',  and no less than home for you; it has witnessed you repent getting lost,  but also seen you enjoy the victory cake's frost!  dash down, observe and move, concepts better learnt, using shortcuts; camo, concealment and a hidden supply chain,  Fazir anna's snickers trained!  your farzi Fazir's, "kya maidummmm" and akka's distant melodious hum;  little things lasting imprints,  few memories you'll carry from this stint... a successful run from ATA to drill square, and half the battle was won ; the nightmare coming to life with a flat tyre, saw many friendships set on its pyre !! camps and josh runs,  redefined hygeine and comfort!  Adm annas blessed echelons,  soothed the burns and bruises of take 100 carry on!!  Fearful of th...

Uncertain and anxious,  you stepped in this world of crimson and steel; leaving behind the hues of comfort, you were burnt to fit the OG feel; from a success story to a worthless 'jangu' , the fall was quick and steep; difficult to make peace with reality, very often made you question this leap;  walking on two's was a thing of the past,  your seniors introduced you to much cooler versions!  Dirt, sweat , blood and bruise; slowly erasing all your aversions...  getting innovative day by day, you learnt the tactics of OTA;  gathering sleep bit by bit, in this world, our ' jangu ' had begun to fit  many obstacles maneuvered'  and life basics tossed;  the lanyards were doned,  and PT hurdles crossed!  Battalion fall ins, the bajri order, and all the hell that broke lose!!  those sleepless nights saying thank you's, the corridors witnessed shaping of the invincible zullus! there were lif...

Wo raat thi kuch adheri si, Wo chaand bhi laga muskura raha tha; Baat hui thi unse, Post pe aane se pehle, Bataya tha unhe, yaha ki jami khoobsurati ke bare me, Mere saathi kehte hai, anokha paatal hai ye! Par barf me, sangharsh se khilte phool ko dekha hai maine. Kuch hosla sa milta hai dekh kar. Us phool ki jageh toh kisi ki zulfo me hai, Jab usne sankat me khilna nahi chodha, toh hum par toh bhartiya janta ki zimmewari hai!   Fauj ki bharti se pehle, poocha that mere teacher ne, “ Kyu marna chahte ho aisi akritagya ( thankless ) janta ke liye ?” Us wardi me kritagyata kritaghnata ka ahsaas nahi, gyaat nahi; Is dharti ke rinn, toh kuch mujhe bhi chukaane hai.    Baat karke us raat, chala that apne bunker ki or; Us kohre se ghire ajab sannaate me Achanak! Ek gaganbhedi si, dahaadti hui aawaaj hui!   Mere pairo ko zameen ka sahara nahi mil raha tha! Barf hi barf, har taraf se mujhe ...

A happy coincidence, that cold winter night;  She looked beautiful or beyond! I was nervous, though hid it well.  A demeanor uptight! Gathered guts to walk up to her, said "Hello", or so I hope! Avoiding getting lost, in those infinite eyes. Man Up! I said to myself, confidently  I asked her for a dance; hesitant, I put my hand on her slender waist, Guilty! Yes I did steal a glance With the tunes we swayed, and I saw her body move; She was smiling. That smile, it hasn't left me in these 97 days... Maybe it was how our fingers touched, or how her tress bothered her eye; somewhere somehow that night, I fell in love with the smile she tried to hide... Maybe she still has fairy dust on her, or maybe she conceals a broken past. I don't promise to love to mend; But I do promise to love her, till I last. This love will not be convenient, but wasn't convenience a state of mind? To love her would be ...

It's the dim flickering light  struggling to make its presence felt, competing in this full moon night It reveals what's not displayed. It's this early winter breeze, that brushes against your skin; entangled in my hair, It carries the word unspoken. It's the distant sound of the river, It fills the silence. The silence which communicates, better than words ever could. It's this moment I wish to seize, for you are right by my side. Let's fall in love... Let's fall in love again tonight

Photo courtesy- lovebeingretired.com It was about five years back, that you stepped into this world unknown;  pretty much clueless  not knowing why or where this would take you That first day, the first question, "Why Law?" Vivid answers you did hear, "for getting justice!" or "joining politics!" and that one honest guy who said, " IIT toh hua nahi " Then came the mighty seniors,  starting the "intro" with a disclaimer;  They gave you the campus gyaan and said, "Chill Yo! This is I.P man!" The classes you initially ran for,  and soon began to run out of; That sword of attendance o'er your head and that friend's proxy that later blessed! That one memo modified by all, and the fortune spent on photocopy;  Shutting M.P Jain and Seervai slam! It was dukki that made you pass your exam! The love that bloomed in between classes, the few friendships surviving the t...