"Mohabbat bhi Zindagi ki tarah hoti hai
Har mod asaan nehi hota, har mod pe khushiya nehi milti.
Jab hum zindagi ka saath nehi chhodte toh
Mohabbat ka saath kyun chhode??

Saturday, 17 March 2018

Mind Of An Introvert

Incident 1
it was the month of December last year, i received an invitation card of a marriage...this was the second time it happened with me...invitation card with my name written on it.

what happened actually is...when i taken part in the drama organized by the cultural committee of my colony that is the time when for the first time interactions happened with the colony members though that time i completed five years of staying here. gradually  good relations automatically bruit up with lots of people. 

so naturally one of the elder uncles invited me in the marriage ceremony of her daughter, the date was 13th December, we, the actors of that drama decided to buy the gifts contributing certain amount of money, the responsibility to buy the gifts has been given to me and to other elder brothers of the colony. as per our fixed date we tried to meet and visit the market but one of the bros stuck in some urgent work and at the end we went to market just before the day of marriage and that day same incident repeated so finally i visited the market with the other one.

we needed almost two hours to buy the gifts, though we decided what to buy but we found a big amount of money has saved, when its about buying the gifts girls can provide lots of ideas in just few we visited some other shops and was trying to find out useful items, we returned home around 8:30 PM with the three items.

now it was the time to write down the names on the gifts and naturally the responsibility came into my shoulders and i happily accepted it, i write down the names in a text document, next day  afternoon visited the nearby cyber cafe, taken print out and then handed over the print out to the person who kept the gifts and informed around 8:30 PM i will meet others to visit the marriage.

from the time i have received the invitation my Mom and Sis trying to convince me so that i visit the marriage, they were showing lots of positive sides and giving lots of logic and also threatened that  i should change my habit, i should be more social otherwise people will not attend any ceremony those will take place in my house, even they will skip my marriage also...

my dear poor team members they were living with the notion that...jyotirmoy is so much involved related to this marriage, taking part in buying gifts, making the list, taking print out so he will attend the marriage with us....

Incident 2

that day i returned home after buying the household items, my family members asked why it took so much time and i informed...i met an old friend of mine and was talking with him.

everyone surprised and exclaimed with their curved, we have to believe that you have friends also !!!!

i mean, one of my classmates...i replied with a smile.

have you ever spent time with any of your classmates !!!! i cant remember any party or birth day ceremony or any other function you attended ever related to your classmates....replied my Sis.

except remaining silent i had no other way left, yes i admit those classmates of mine who still have remembered me and when they find me in the market and road they talk with me...its their gentleness and goodness.

Incident 3

Sitting in the seat i was waiting for the bus to start, it was ten minutes more left, suddenly someone knocked from behind...hey jyotirmoy how are you.

i was looking at him with surprised eyes...he identified it and said the name of our college and also his department...
i imminently replied very joyously...oh, ho, sorry it took sometime, so whats up, what are doing now a days? any planning for marriage blah blah blah...

it was a three hours journey and in that three hours even still now i really cant remember who actually he was??????

Incident 4

it was the month of January this year, i convinced some of the elder brothers of my colony to make a plan for the picnic, even i tried to convince some others who were unable to manage time, made repeated requests also. one day evening we gathered near the temple of our colony, finalized everything, as the temple is not so far from our house they requested me to have a cup of coffee in my house, they all are aware about my addiction to tea/coffee, so i informed my family and when we reached my home, coffee was ready, they stayed for fifteen minutes and went away and at the end...

just before the day of picnic i smashed the entire seemed something totally captured my mind, i became biased, better to say hypnotized by some external forces...just before the day of picnic when i woke up in the morning the first thought came into mind....what are you doing jyotirmoy !!!! you will take part in picnic...think, think how much uneasy it will be to be there....have you gone mad?

the uneasiness that i felt that morning....i will never forget.

Wednesday, 14 March 2018

Facebook And Me...Humor

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अक्सर लोग मुझसे पुछते रहते है के ...में फेसबूक मे क्यूँ नहीं हूँ

इस का एक वजह तो है लेकिन उसे शब्दो का रूप नहीं दे पा रहा था में । पिछले कुछ सालो मे यह सवाल में लाखो बार फ़ेस कर चुका हूँ, सोचता  था किस तरह जवाब दु, ज़्यादा ज़ोर नहीं डाला था दिमाग मे इस सवाल का जवाब तैयार करने के लिए, अचानक सात दिन पहले जवाब अपने आप दिमाग मे आ गया और दो दिन के बाद मेरी  एक दोस्त ने मुझसे वही सवाल पुछ लिया...

...तू फ़ेसबूक मे क्यूँ नहीं है ?

जवाब तो तैयार था , थोड़ी एट्टीट्यूड के साथ मेंने जवाब दिया

... क्यूँ की गैरा मुल्को की लड़कियां मुझे पागलो की तरह ढूंढ रही है पर उन्हे मालूम नहीं के मुझे अपणी  ज़िंदगी मे पाना मुश्किल ही नहीं नामुमकिन है...

जवाब सुन के मेरे दोस्त ने कहा

...गैरा मुल्को की !!!! थोड़ा ज़्यादा नहीं हो गया?

मेंने मुस्कुराकर जवाब दिया

...चल गैरा नहीं , एक मुल्क

...यह भी बहोत ज़्यादा लग रही है

...यार, ठीक है,ठीक है, गैरा लड़कियां

...ज़्यादा है

...अच्छा पाँच लड़की

...और थोड़ा कम कर

...ठीक है तीन पे मान जा

...और थोड़ा कम हो सकता है

...दो पे मान जा ना प्लीज

...ज़्यादा लग रही है

...यार एक लड़की, अब इससे  कम करने को मत कहना, सेल्फ कॉन्फ़िडेंस टूट जाएगा ।

P.S. :- रात के 10 बाज कर 27 मिनट मे जब मे ये पोस्ट टाइप कर रहा था तो मेरी बहन मेरे कमरे के दारवाजा खटखटाया , हर रोज़ सोने से पहेले शुभ रात्री कहने आती है...
दरवाजा खोला और वही पे खड़े रहके पूछा "कुछ लिख रहा है ?"
मेंने कहाँ "हाँ, इस बार एक Humor लिख रहा हूँ "

she exclaimed and said...तो तू Humor लिख सकता है !!!! खुश रहना आता है तुझे !!!!!

मेंने बस मुस्कुराया  और वो शुभ रात्री कह के चली गई ।

अब इस पोस्ट का Extended Version तो बनता है , Image ka sawal hai....

Friday, 9 March 2018

Ehsaas Haqiqat Se

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थोड़ी सी जो उम्मीद बची थी दिल मे...
हक़ीक़त से टकराया तो टूट के बिखर गए
आज एक दूसरे के पास से
अजनबियों की तरह हम दोनों गुज़र गए,
ना  खैरियात पूछती है वो
ना फिक्र की मेरी मोहब्बत की कभी
हाँ शायद कुछ एहसान करना चाहती थी वो
शायाद येही वजह थी उनकी इकरार की
पर कौन समझाये उस पगली  को...
मोहब्बत को सिर्फ मोहब्बत से निभाया जाता है
एहसान से नही ।।

मिला तो कुछ भी नही वफा से मुझे
आज ज़िंदगी से बेवफाई की और एक कदम बढ़ा दिया मेंने
आज शराब के हवाले ज़िंदगी कर दी और...
 खुद की नजरों मे खुद को गीरा दिया मेंने । 

दो बूंद आँसू  ही गीरा दे वो मेरी मौत पे
मेरी कबर तक आए ये  उम्मीद तो नही
वो जो कहती थी...
रिश्ता दिल का है
पर दिल से कभी निभाया ही नही ॥

Tuesday, 6 March 2018

Ek Bewafaa

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खुदाई से खुद को जुदा कर लिया था मेंने

हालात से मजबूर हो के ही सही

एक गुनाह कर बैठा था मेंने...

चाहा था जिनहे ज़िंदगी से भी बढ़कर

उनपे ही शक करना सुरू कर दिया था मेंने I

आज जब आखरी कुछ सांसें बाकी है ज़िंदगी की तो

जीने की एक उम्मीद जाग उठी है फिर से

पर जीए भी तो किसके साहारे

ज़िंदगी की हर एक उम्मीद तो उनसे जोड़ दिया था मेंने ।



नफरत तो कभी कर न सके हम उनसे

हाँ थोड़ा ख्वाफा थे, थोड़ा रुसवा थे हम

पर सपने जो देखे थे उनके साथ

किसि और के साथ जीना उन सपनों को

यह कभी सोच भी ना पाए हम ।



एक बेवफाई तब की थी

एक बेवफाई अब कर जाएंगे हम,

जिस ज़िंदगी को तेरे नाम लिखे थे

अब उसी ज़िंदगी से नाता तोड़ जाएंगे हम । ।



I have prepared this entire poem in just thirty seconds, today around 11:30 AM. 


Wednesday, 28 February 2018


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जी रहे है आखरी कुछ सांसे ज़िंदगी के हम

बड़ी ही खुशी से...

दुआओं  मे अपनी मौत तो

हमने खुद मांगे थे.

Sunday, 25 February 2018

The Torturing Evening---Non-Fiction

पिछ्ले महिने सरस्वती पुजा के दिन...

यहां West Bengal मे सरस्वती पुजा बहुत हि धुम धाम से मनाया जाता है, सिर्फ Schools, Colleges and Clubs मे नही बल्कि लगभग हर एक घर मे ये  पुजा बहुत ही निस्ठा से किया जाता है, शाम को सब घुमने निकलते है, Schools और Colleges मे Exhibitions होती है और साथ मे मुरत का भी दर्शन हो जाता है.

सरस्वती पुजा के बारे मे बिस्तार से जानने के लिए आप मेरा ये पोस्ट पढ़ सक्ते है....



                                     Saraswati Puja—A Bengali’s View 

मै कही घुमने नही जाता,घर मे ही रहेता हूँ ,तो इस साल पुजा के दिन दोपहर को एक मुभी देखा फिर थोड़ा सा सो कर उठ गया, एक काप चाये पी और एक किताब लेकर आराम से तकिए मे सर रख कर पढ़ने कि कौशिस करता रहा....एक घन्टा बीत गया लेकिन थोड़ा सी भी Concentrate नही कर पाया, फिर और एक घन्टा बीत गया फिर भी एक पन्ना तक पढ़ नही पाया, घड़ी कि और देखा सात बज गया,मुझे बहुत गुस्सा आया,दो घन्टे युं ही बीत गए,इस का एक हल निकालना ज़रुरी है,चलो एक काप चाये पीते है फिर जायेंगे देखने के बात है किया...

मेरे घर के दो तरफ दो मंदिर है...एक बड़ा सा मंदिर जो मेरी महोल्ले मे है और दुसरा मेरे पड़ोस के महोल्ले की मंदिर ,मेरे महोल्ले की मंदिर मे जब गाना बजता है तो उस्का आवाज़ ज़्यादा नही आती लेकिन पड़ोस के महोल्ले मे जब गाना बजता है तोह  आवाज़ साफ सुनाइ देती है .
दो घंटे तक मै Concentrate नही कर पाया और वजह है ये सब गाने....


"Jo raate humne guzaari marke

woh raate tumne guzaari hoti."


"Aisa bhi ek rang hai jo karte hai baatein bhi

jo bhi isko pahenle woh aapna sa lagta hai."


"Mein ban jaoon saans aakhri tu jiban ban jaa."


"Kayeen baar aisa bhi dhoka hua hai

chale aa rahe hai woh nazre jhukaaye."


"Mei khwaab khwaab jise dhundta phiraa barso

woh ask ask meri aankh me samaya tha."


"Kahoon kis se mei ke kiya hai shaab-e-ghum buree baala hai

mujhe kiya buraa tha marna? agar ek baar hota."


"Tujhe bhoolne se pahele meri jaan chali jaaye."


"Chaarago ke badle jaalega yeh dil ab."


"Jhoota nahi tu mujhko paatah hai

baas thoda rootha sa hai."


"Tum bin jeeya jaaye kaise

kaise jeeya jaye tum bin."


"Kyun aaj tujhme tu nahi

mei aaj bhi hoon baas wohi.'


"Umrabhar ka intezaar

ek pal bhi na karar

ungli pe nachaye daastan."


"Bewaafa hum nahi, bewaafa tum nahi

toh kyun itne gile ho gaye."


"Chalte the jinpe hum tum

raaste woh saare hai goom."


"Rang the noor tha jab kareeb tu tha

Ek jannat sa tha yeh jahan."


"Kaise kahoon bina tere zindagi ye kya hogi

jaise koi saaza koi baad-dua hogi."


"Tera dupatta aj bhi tere 

sar se sarakta hoga na."


"Dil ki hai kaisi majburiyaan 

khoye the kaise raho ke nissa."



"Yaad hai mujhko tune kaha tha

tujhse nahi ruthenge kabhi."


"Mere bina khush rahe tu zamane me."


"Bichaad ke bhi mujhse judaa toh nahi

khwafa hai magar bewafaa tu nahi."


"Man me milan ki aass lagi hai

hoton pe mere hai dua."


"Mujhko saaza di pyaar ki 

aisa kya gunaah kiya."


"Dhundta hai hum-e pyar ka raasta aaj bhi."


"Koi Na sune sishakti aahon ko

koi na dhare tadapti bahon ko."


"kaal jo bahon me thi aur nigaaho me thi ab woh garmi kahan kho gayi."


"Yeh Unn Dino ki baat hai jab hum

paagal paagal phirte the"


"Kabhi jo khwab dekha toh mili parchhaiyaan mujhko"


"Baas fiza mili iss bahar me

umra kaat rahi intezaar me."


"Meri Mohabbat ka bhi kaisa fasana hai...

Dil hi mei raheta hai jo usko bhulana hai."

 हाला के ये सब मेरी Favorite गाने है लेकिन एक के बाद एक गाने बाजाना कहां कि इंसाफ है?

हॉ  ये सच है के इन्मे से कुछ गाने ऐसे भी है जिन्हे सुने बिना मेरा दिन नही गुज़ारता लेकिन फिर भी एक के बाद एक गाने बजाते रहना...मै कौशिस कर रहा था ना किसि और काम मे ब्यस्त रहने की.








Monday, 12 February 2018

The Announcement...Half Fiction

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While we, me and my friend, were crossing the enquiry/help center near the side of the river after exploring the front portion of the fair, my friend informed me

…you know, it is said that in this fair the announcement for the missing people does not stop for long three days and three nights, the days of fair.

I was very much surprised listening this, became curious and kept my ears opened. It was around 2pm, in last two hours we have explored the front portion of the fair and have taken lunch also, now we needed some rest, so we reached the river and sat on the sands, spent almost one hour there then again started our journey to explore the rest of the fair, we were heading towards the temple then suddenly an idea knocked into my mind, I recalled my memory…who were there in the enquiry centre we have just crossed and remembered there are three four volunteers, few policemen and army jawans, oh God police officers and Jawans, no, no forget about that centre, let me try in the next one.

There is another enquiry centre near the temple, it needed few more minutes to reach there, I started to stretch my hands and legs, moved my waist in right and left side, my friend exclaimed

…what are you doing, walk properly in this crowd otherwise you can fall down.

I replied with a smile

…just checking whether I am feeling energetic or not, actually there happened some irregularity in my exercise in last few days.

And you have to check it here…he replied with a smile.

I did not answer him.

After a while my friend got interest in some handicrafts and was busy to choose one of them in a shop and asked for my help, I informed

…I have to go somewhere, you pls carry on and give me the jacket.

You will wear jacket this time !!!!! in this scorching heat and in this crowd you are feeling cold?...he asked very curiously.

I smiled and asked him to do hurry, so he brought out my jacket from his bag and handed over to me, wearing that jacket, keeping the chain open, I headed towards the enquiry centre near the temple, I already noticed that except some volunteers there were no police officers or jawans.

I need to make an announcement for a missing one…I informed one of the volunteers

You pls come inside and don’t worry we will help you at our level best…he tried to consolidate me.

I entered in the centre, made of bamboos and tarpaulins.

Tell me the name and the address of the missing one…the volunteer requested me.

You don’t need to take much load, you just repeat my words, it will help the missing one to relate with us more easily…I informed him.
He looked at me with curved eyes and at the end agreed.

“Kritika Chatterjee, you are requested to visit the enquiry centre near the temple, Kritika Chatterjee, you are requested to visit the enquiry centre near the temple”

Announcing this he looked at me for the next sentence and listening to the sentence very carefully he started the announcement again…

“Kritika Chatterjee, you are requested to visit the enquiry centre near the temple, Rahul Sengupta is waiting for you”

Then looked at me, I told the next sentence and then he immediately started the announcement…

“Kritika Chatterjee, Rahul is waiting for you; he does not know your status from last twelve year, Kritika Chatterje….

He stopped and looked at me…the anger, curiosity and the surprise all could be noticed in his face, he shouted out

…are you making fun here?

I smiled and replied very calmly

…you claim that you will help the people to find out their closed ones who are missing, so logically I asked for your help.

“Catch him”, “catch him”…the other two volunteers shouted out.

Wow!!!! Much expected , I was ready for it, jumped over the fence and hide myself in the crowd, walked as fast as possible and then crawled for few seconds and when stood up I already put off my jacket, then with a casual walk I returned to my friend.

This pic originally shared in my other blog "A Wolverine's World"

 He was looking at me with irritation and anger. I tried to explain

…I thought, if she has visited this fair then maybe listening the announcement…

Without listening to my explanation he started walking towards the temple.

I called him…Hey Rahul listen to me...

And ran behind him.

After almost half an hour he started behaving normally. We roamed in the fair for next three hours and while stepping out from the fair the announcement for missing people were continuing which could be heard very clearly and yes, the announcement did not stop in last four hours, I prayed to God

wish, no one in this world become detach from their loved ones, it pains a lot.

Wednesday, 7 February 2018

बिना जज़्बात कुछ अल्फाज़...Mansi Mittal

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वो शाम,वो रात

वो तेरी कही हर एक बात

समझते थे जिसे हम ज़िंदगी भर का साथ

रखे थे संदुक मे सजाकर खास तेरे वो अल्फाज़,

ये जाना, ये समझा,

आज यहॉ, कल वहॉ

इस ज़माने मे घुमते भी है जज़्बात

कल जो थे मेरे,

आज कहीं और

किसि और के लिए बसते है ये

जज़्बात और ये अल्फाज़


Mansi Sharma Mittal is a blogger and a content writer who has worked with prominent brands. Her work has been published in Anthology 'The Seasons '. She also blogs at various parenting sites. She is currently working on her manuscript.To regularly blogs through 

A mother by heart and a writer by soul is what defines her most.