My Handwriting

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In past 2 years the most hand written word by me is my name, in the form of signature that too mostly on the merchant receipts of my credit card purchases.

I haven’t seen my handwriting for years now. It’s not because I have not been working but because I have been working too much on my laptop.

For as far as I can remember the last time I wrote more than few paragraphs was at K. I still remember how much I cursed exams not only for the fact that they were exams, but also for the pain that fingers, wrist and forearm that they bestowed upon me.

As a kid I have seen many of my friends standing on the bench or getting extra marks because of their handwriting. I still remember the way we were told to write date on every page we write, to write page number at the bottom of the page, to write P.T.O in case we are turning pages in between a paragraph and many such things.

Today I have MS word to correct me, to put header and footer and in whatever fancy way I need. I can make my writing bold or italic or chose the way it looks. It’s so simple and easy, still it doesn’t have that feeling of nostalgia to it.

I have never been a fan of writing a diaries or keeping a journal, but the only reason I am writing this is to remember how my handwriting looks.

"Ignorance Is Bliss"

As a kid I thought school is bad... but, college was the big hope

As a teen I thought college should finish, I have learnt enough.... Job was the saviour and I jumped into my 1st job

My 1st year in job, lots of ups and downs loved it less hated it more... MBA showed the light

2 years in K, with hopes of earning big money and name... corporate India was the stage for me

As a kid I knew next is college
As a teen I knew next is job
As a young adult I knew next is further studies
As an adult I knew next is a better job

Now I am much wiser than a kid or a teen or a young adult
But now I have no clue where I am going next

And now I know why they say "ignorance is bliss"

क्यूँ है...

दिल  में यह हलचल क्यूँ  है 
बंधी  बंधी  सी  हसरत  क्यूँ  है

है  सब  जो  ज़रूरी  गुज़र  बसर को
गुज़र  बसर  बेमतलब  क्यूँ  है

पर  है... 
आसमा है...
ख्वाइशे हैं...
 

उड़ने  मैं  फिर  डर  ये  क्यूँ  है...

कितने नादान हम हैं

कभी वो  आगे  होती  है , कभी  हम  आगे  होते  हैं 
कभी  वो  हस्ती  होती  है , कभी  हम  हस्ते  होते  हैं

कभी  वो  हारी  होती  है , कभी  हम  हारे  होते  हैं
कभी  सब  उसका  लगता  है , कभी  सब  अपना  लगता  है 
 
जो कभी  बैठ  के  सोचो , जो  कभी  गौर  से  देखो 
हमेशा  वो  ही  आगे  थी , हमेशा  वो  ही  हस्ती  थी
हमेशा  वो  ही  जीती  थी , हमेशा  वो  ही  सब  कुछ  थी 

हम  तो  बस  इक  किनारे  थे , बस  उसके  ही  सहारे  थे  
जब उसको  खेलना  होता , मनं  उसका  बहलना  होता

तो  होते हम मज्धारे  हैं

कितने  नादान  हम  हैं  की  फिर  से  बस  यही  सोचे
कभी  वो  आगे  होती  है , कभी  हम  आगे  होते  हैं 
कभी  वो  हस्ती  होती  है , कभी  हम  हस्ते  होते  हैं 

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