मन की आवाज

यह एक जिंदगी की नहीं
यह हर नारी की हार है
फिर से पराजित हुई नारी
हामी भरते हैं हम अपनी आधुनिकता व विकास पर
क्रद नहीं करती समाज नारी की
जुल्म की शिकार होती रहती है नारी
दोषी टहराते हम उसको हमेशा
हजारों उंगली उठाते उसकी अदा व पहनावे पर
पर बोलो क्या सुरक्षित है नारी परदे के पीछे।।

(मन की आवाज)

….© इला


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चाहत बस इतनी

चाहत बस इतनी
वह बैठे रहे मेरे संग
मैं खुशी से खिलखिलाऊँ
और वे मेरे गीतों पर गुनगुनाए ।।
© Ila Varma 2015

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हार नहीं मानेगें

लाख कोशिशें रंग ना ला सकी

हिम्मत ने साथ न देने की कसम खा ली है

पर वह नहीं जानती उसने अंजाने में

टक्कर ले ली है एक चट्टान से

जो टिका है हर जूल्म सह कर

हर एक वार ने उसे और मजबूत बना दिया

एक चाह जगा गया मुकाबले से मुकाबला करने का

डट कर सहेगें हर वार पर हार नहीं मानेगें

हट जा मेरे रास्ते से

ये तुम्हारी मंजिल नहीं

बदल दे अपना मकसद

भर दें जीवन के हंसी रंग

और शामिल हो जा मेरी खुशी में

फिर जाने न देगें तुझे कहीं

बना लेना आशियाना 

मेरे आशियाने में ।।

© Ila Varma 2015
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” जिंदगी हम सब बहुत उत्साह से जीते है
  परन्तु मौत को इतनी नजदीक से देख कर लगता है, 
  इस क्षणभंगुर के पीछे हम इतनी लालायित क्युँ
 जो तय तो है पर ठिकाना पता नहीं
 वह कब अपने आगोश में हम सब को ले लेगा
इस अनिश्चित काल के लिए हम इतना निश्चिंत ।।” 

© Ila Varma 2015

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क्या यही है मेरी खता

क्या यही है मेरी खता

कि माँगूं कुछ पल

हँस के गुजारने के

पर अब लगता की जमाने से 

कीमती हीरे जवारत माँगती

तो वह काँङियों के मोल में मिल जाते

पर खुशी के पल इतनी सस्ती नहीं ।।

© Ila Varma 2015

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दो कदम तुम भी चलो….Day VIII

दो कदम तुम भी चलो
दो कदम हम भी चलें ।।……

The crush had
matured to Love & my heart longed for him.
There were
significant changes in my routine, woke up early in the morning and practiced
the movements taught by him…trying to be more flexible & graceful in
movements…The financial market had worn out my charm, had become more
mechanical chunk…the after effect of market fluctuations which bombarded the
savings of traders…and to save our skins we off & on bombarded them…grace
was nowhere to be seen. It was a distant thing but the love for Ishmeet &
the passion for learning Salsa had changed me…It had overpowered me to get the
sheen back in my life. He was contented with my efforts & I longed to see
myself on the stage performing in my best with my friend.

जिंदगी कहीं गुम है
उसकी ही यादों में
उसका ही मंजर है
मेरे दिन रात में।।

It is said, “All is fair in love n war”, and I
don’t know about war but it seemed
absolutely true in love. I never knew that I would strive so hard for a person
who had walked in my life suddenly…My feelings getting intense with each
passing day. He was becoming important in my life…all my decisions n dreams
revolved around him…not for a second his thoughts left me. A curvy smile spread
on my lips adding  glow to my persona.
People say, “In love one glows” n in my case it was true. Really I was glowing.

We met every day
for the classes & practiced the sessions religiously putting my best effort.
Ishmeet was giving his best & was leaving no stone unturned. He wanted me
to learn full-fledged & be a skilled dancer.

The steps of
Salsa & the background music brought us more close to each other; we could
feel each other’s breath on our face & the way we held each other …the soft
caresses of his fingers, the way he held me in his arms or by my waist, it was
the demand of the steps but both been young felt an intense pull for each other
and the silent ambience of the hall drove us crazy for more close proximity. We
shared a special bond which connected us. Silence speaks more than the words.
My body had learnt to sway according to the steps but I could not take my eyes
off his face. But when our eyes met, I felt my cheeks hot & bit my lips. He
too smiled & held me closer in silence.

After classes, he
would come along till metro station to see me off. While strolling, we would
share the happenings of the day and would advise each other to confront the
issues & mocked on our carelessness. Gradually, I demanded more and more of
his time; it was the matter of heart, “Yeh Dil Mange More”& “Dil Hai Ki
Manta Nahin”

One thing I never
forgot, pulling his nose & watching his expressions…

He remarked,
“Still you’re not grown up”

“I don’t wish to grow Dear.” I giggled

My heart
whispered, “I am in love”

To be continued….

© Ila Varma 2015

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In my childhood days, I used to wonder why is it a compulsion to wear specific  dress code for going to school. Why can’t we flaunt in our colorful dresses of our liking ? Sometimes it felt boring to wear the same dress everyday, all of us marched in Red skirts & White Shirts, Red Ribbons, Red been more dominant. the whole campus seemed red. We eagerly waited for the occasions when we were allowed to attend school in our choice of colorful dresses.

We waited badly for the occasions where we could show off the dresses of our choice to our friends, in our times we didn’t had social sites & even using camera was a distant thing for the students. We depended more on group photos which was taken by school photographer & we had to submit a specific amount (as specified by school) to get the photos. In today’s scenario these things are in the reach of all…be it a small kid or a old , just a click & you are open to the world. The impact of technology though it has both sides merits as well as demerits.But in our time, we couldn’t even think of  these peppy ideas.

Now at this juncture of my life, I’m able to understand the importance of uniforms be it school or workplace. In our school days, Uniforms were of schools or of Defense personnel or Police personnel as far as I can recall ( Excuse me or correct me if I’ve left any).

Nowadays many Corporate have adopted the culture of uniforms.  I support it heartily because now I’ve understood it’s value. It reflects that “All Are One” irrespective of difference in caste,class,creed or complexion. All look alike in uniforms that’s the main virtue of Uniforms which I was ignorant of in my school days & would grump over the system. If it would not have been compulsion, then the Rich & the Beautiful would have flaunted in their best giving inferiority complex to the underprivileged. Further the focus would have been more on their getup rather than studies.  Thus a dress code or uniform checks behavior problem & encourages achievement and even identifies strangers inside the school premises.

When all are in same uniforms then all feel or breathe alike, no disparity hence they bind well together. I laugh at my ignorance, how much ignorant I was. I may not be the one but today I took time out to confess.

© Ila Varma 2015

* According to Wilde “focus(es) on promoting modesty and discouraging anti-social fashion statements.”

* School uniforms in England were first introduced on a large scale during the reign of King Henry VIII  (Inputs from Web)

                                                           ( www.tradeindia.com/fp1677467/Kids-School-Uniform.html )

I Feel Your Feelings

I Offer You Peace
I  Offer You Love
I Offer You Friendship

I See Your Beauty
I Hear Your Need
I Feel Your Feelings                                        

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