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Friday, 27 January 2017
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Saturday, 6 August 2016
मैं मधुशाला
मैं मधुशाला,
तू मेरे रस का प्यासा प्याला...
तेरी तृष्णा, बुझाये मेरा मेह्खाना।
तू जोगी, ठहरा बंजारा
तेरे गीत सूफ़ियाना
तू डूबा किसी के इश्क़ में
मैं रम्या तेरे इश्क़ में...
तेरी दुआ, मेरी इबादत
तेरी शान, मेरी अज़ान
तू प्यासा, मैं रस का प्याला...
है जन्नत तेरी मौजूदगी
है दोज़ख तेरी ग़ैरमौजुदगी
ना कर मुझपे ये सितम
है रुआंसा मेरा मेहखाना
तेरी प्यासी मेरी मधुशाला...
रुसवा हुई है तेरी मोहब्बत
मत तड़पा मुझे ऐ सनम
चल अब छलका भी दे जाम
देख आया है तेरे मेहबूब का पैग़ाम...
ख़ुदा की नहीं है मेहर तुझपे
कि आज फिर तू तनहा रोया है
मेरा महखाना भी तेरे साथ सोया है
तू प्यासा, मैं तेरे रस का प्याला।
Thursday, 19 May 2016
Delhi: A Paradise for Foodies
Delhi NCR is a place where you will find food at every ten steps, ten meters or ten minutes. I bet you will never starve to death in Delhi no matter how much you earn per day. Be it a street food, food courts, roll corner, metro arena, et al. You will find food everywhere or I would say anywhere, anytime. Be it snacks, complete meal, beverages, anything churmure (laai), groundnuts, corn, sweet corn, egg roll, veg roll, momos, chilli potato, chicken biryani, fish, roti, daal, paneer tikka, and what not. You name it and you will get it in Delhi and around.
Restaurants, bars, clubs, malls and even at streets, everywhere you will get a quality food, quick service at reasonable rates. Though, you can also opt for expensive one's if feasible to you. You need not worry about your pocket. Whether you have king size pocket or if you have only a few bucks then also you can party, dine, and have a gala time. Only the difference will be the party place. That's it. Be it a road side, pool side, barbeque, five-star, or even your room party.
Chocolate Pastry & Mango Shot (CCD) |
From A to Z, you will get whatever you want. There is hardly any difference whether you walk to your food or you can choose to have your food at your doorstep. Online food services have taken over the place and the locals beat even Dominos and Pizza hut in the fastest home delivery. You place your order and you will get it in less than 30 minutes of time. Well, it is completely up to you. Some hang out with friends at these food spots and some takeaway parcels while some people place orders online.
Chinese, Indian, Italian, Continental, whatever you want in your breakfast, lunch, or dinner you can have it. The choice is completely yours. The tiffin services are at par excellence in Delhi. You just need to get in touch with the right person. And there you go. The culinary skills of the people into the tiffin business are at par excellence. In addition to that, you will always find it more than enough for you. Moreover, they also offer a sweet delicacy in their tiffins.
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Pizza (SBARRO) |
However, if you are a single girl like I use to be there, then you can stuff yourself with some roll at roll corner or chilli potatoes will do a lot for you or a half plate of momos. You can gorge on anything, anywhere, anytime. Delhi and it's street food it a real treat to the people who are fond of eating and living in a PG or hostel. The streets of Delhi seems to be a heaven. The real ecstasy lies in the streets with numerous food joints.
On this note, I would like to end and I really miss my daily dose of mouth-watering egg roll at Mayur Vihar Phase-I, CCD crossing... :-(
Wednesday, 28 October 2015
What it is like to travel in a women only coach of Delhi Metro?
I dwelled in Delhi for almost 20 months and now I am back to my hometown, Varanasi. When I look back or evaluate my stay in Delhi, one of the most interesting chapters of my life was women coach of Delhi metro. The place out of the world. To my surprise, it was the only compartment I hated the most to travel in during the rush hours. You must be thinking that why I am saying so? Instead, it is reserved to facilitate us (women) from the inconvenience caused due to the other homo sapience (men) while travelling in the other coaches of the metro.
According to my experience, I would say that you will travel with much more dignity and comfort in other compartments of the metro, but "women only" coach. Even when the technical fault happens and metro arrives after a long gap of 10-20 minutes in spite of 2 minutes or 5 minutes of regular intervals. You will find yourself much more comfortable in other compartments than the reserved coach. Here, the question arises why I am saying so?
The reasons are stated below:
- You will find a young college going girl sitting and chatting/listening to music giggling and what not when there is an old woman standing in front of her with the bent back and couldn't manage to go to the seats reserved for the elder person. (Where is the courtesy?)
- On the other hand, the scenario would have been completely different in the other compartments. Any male co-passenger would have simply offered/emptied the seat for the old woman even after having the most exhausted and tiring day at work/office.
- You will not have to bear TV serials melodrama and happenings of the day-to-day life of the fellow female passengers in other coaches. Instead, you will find some cheerful jokes, leg pulling, laughter, get something to learn in other compartments.
- Even after talking about so much of women empowerment and equality. You will find the same gender bitching about the other of the same community. This is something we should be ashamed of our community. Men are far better. They talk about competition and they together target the other gender (women) to make fun of. At least they are loyal to their own community.
- The other category is of the fashionista and the only fashionable, sassy chicks of Delhi boarding the metro as if it is their private means of transportation and not meant for the public. They will give you such a look on your flat shoes in your office attires as if you belong to the BPL community of the society with an expression who the fuck let you board in the metro, you bitch!
- You will be smashed and pushed by your fellow female passengers if you loose balance of your 11 number bus (foot). Your poor foot will have to bear the crushing of high heels and you will have to put on that plastic smile while accepting the apologies (in only few cases) in spite of the unbearable pain. Or else you got that point to make it a big point in a cat fight.
One thing which I survived on for the initial days of my travel in the women coach was the latest fashion trend you can acclimatize yourself within the compartment engulfed with fashion divas. A good time-pass without novels, music, or newspaper. Just keep observing them that too without letting them know. You never know what can happen with you? Later on, to my convenience I switched to the sixth coach of the metro which opens just near to the escalator and save me from the rest of the crowd. Wink- Wink ;-)
Dishi Mehrotra
(Views expressed are personal)
Tuesday, 15 September 2015
है धुआं - धुआं सा...
है धुआं - धुआं सा चारों ओर
पर यह है धुंध की चाधर ओढ़े,
झिलमिलाते सितारों की सिलवटों के सायें में
धरती को समेटता विशालकाय आकाश।।
पर्वत से ऊचा, महासागर से गहरा,
फिर भी रहती है धरा प्यासी
अम्बर से मिलन को..
कहीं आग है, तो कहीं राग है..
इसकी हर पुकार में सिर्फ प्यार है।।
छलता है अपनी बारिश की बूंदों से अम्बर धरा को,
नादान! वो समझती है स्नेह इनको,
हिचकोले मार, खिलखिलाती है फसल के रूप में।।
बेचारी! इतना भी नहीं समझती,
दरिया और सागर का मिलन नहीं है इसकी झोली में,
फिर भी, मासूम इतनी,
कि अम्बर को ही समझती है अपना प्रियतम।।
है मुर्ख दुनिया की नज़र में,
जानती है, लोग बावरी कहते हैं
पर वो मानती है,
क्षितिज (horizon) में ही है उसका असली मिलन अपने प्रियवर से ।।
ज्ञात है धरती को अपनी शख्शियत,
करती है राख में खाक़ सभी को..
बनाती है अपने आकाश के लिये रोज़ इक नया तारा,
फिर भी है प्यास उसको, अपने मिलान की ।।
दिशि मेहरोत्रा
पर यह है धुंध की चाधर ओढ़े,
झिलमिलाते सितारों की सिलवटों के सायें में
धरती को समेटता विशालकाय आकाश।।
पर्वत से ऊचा, महासागर से गहरा,
फिर भी रहती है धरा प्यासी
अम्बर से मिलन को..
कहीं आग है, तो कहीं राग है..
इसकी हर पुकार में सिर्फ प्यार है।।
छलता है अपनी बारिश की बूंदों से अम्बर धरा को,
नादान! वो समझती है स्नेह इनको,
हिचकोले मार, खिलखिलाती है फसल के रूप में।।
बेचारी! इतना भी नहीं समझती,
दरिया और सागर का मिलन नहीं है इसकी झोली में,
फिर भी, मासूम इतनी,
कि अम्बर को ही समझती है अपना प्रियतम।।
है मुर्ख दुनिया की नज़र में,
जानती है, लोग बावरी कहते हैं
पर वो मानती है,
क्षितिज (horizon) में ही है उसका असली मिलन अपने प्रियवर से ।।
ज्ञात है धरती को अपनी शख्शियत,
करती है राख में खाक़ सभी को..
बनाती है अपने आकाश के लिये रोज़ इक नया तारा,
फिर भी है प्यास उसको, अपने मिलान की ।।
दिशि मेहरोत्रा
Saturday, 9 May 2015
है अधूरी सी चाहत तुझको पाने की...!!!
है तेरी तस्वीर मेरा आईना अब।
जब भी निहारु खुद को उसमे
इतराती, इठलाती, बलखाती मैं।।
देख मुझे चमक उठते तेरे मृग नयन…
यह सोच कर उद्वेलित हो उठता मेरा रोम-रोम।।
तेरी इन आँखों में बस्ता है मेरे लिए सागर से गहरा प्यार।
करते हैं बातें रातों में मुझसे तेरे ये दो नयन।।
गर उतर पाऊँ कभी इनकी गहराईयों में।
तेरे प्यार की कश्ती में बसा लूंगी अपना हँसता-खेलता घरोंदा।।
क्या जानते हो तुम?
गुपचुप मैं करती हूँ इनसे बातें…
तेरी गैरमौजूदगी में…
बोलती हैं मुझसे ये।।
जैसे तुम यहीं कहीं हो मेरे आस-पास
यह सोचकर ही खिल जाती है मेरे चेहरे की मुस्कान।।
यक़ीनन हैं दूरियां हमारे दरमियान।
मगर ये जो तेरे नैनों का आईना है,
मुझको करवाता है बस यही एहसास…
तू तो बसा है मेरी साँसों में बन के मीठी सी एक याद।।
है तेरी तस्वीर मेरा आईना अब।
जब भी निहारु खुद को उसमे
इतराती, इठलाती, बलखाती मैं।।
इतराती, इठलाती, बलखाती मैं।।
देख मुझे चमक उठते तेरे मृग नयन…
यह सोच कर उद्वेलित हो उठता मेरा रोम-रोम।।
तेरी इन आँखों में बस्ता है मेरे लिए सागर से गहरा प्यार।
करते हैं बातें रातों में मुझसे तेरे ये दो नयन।।
करते हैं बातें रातों में मुझसे तेरे ये दो नयन।।
गर उतर पाऊँ कभी इनकी गहराईयों में।
तेरे प्यार की कश्ती में बसा लूंगी अपना हँसता-खेलता घरोंदा।।
तेरे प्यार की कश्ती में बसा लूंगी अपना हँसता-खेलता घरोंदा।।
क्या जानते हो तुम?
गुपचुप मैं करती हूँ इनसे बातें…
तेरी गैरमौजूदगी में…
बोलती हैं मुझसे ये।।
तेरी गैरमौजूदगी में…
बोलती हैं मुझसे ये।।
जैसे तुम यहीं कहीं हो मेरे आस-पास
यह सोचकर ही खिल जाती है मेरे चेहरे की मुस्कान।।
यह सोचकर ही खिल जाती है मेरे चेहरे की मुस्कान।।
यक़ीनन हैं दूरियां हमारे दरमियान।
मगर ये जो तेरे नैनों का आईना है,
मुझको करवाता है बस यही एहसास…
तू तो बसा है मेरी साँसों में बन के मीठी सी एक याद।।
मगर ये जो तेरे नैनों का आईना है,
मुझको करवाता है बस यही एहसास…
तू तो बसा है मेरी साँसों में बन के मीठी सी एक याद।।
Sunday, 6 July 2014
Fakir ki mehbuba ki kalam se...!!
Mere aane se aayi hai teri jindagi mein raunak aaey fakir..
Maine haseen rangon ko bhar diya teri veerangi mein..
Chal bheega du iss duniya k satrangi rangon se tera mann..
Ye thandi purwaiya jab chooti hai mere tan ko..
Baarish ki bundo sa tera ehsaas bheegata hai mere mann ko..
Teri yaad mein meri aankhon ko sajate hain ashk..
Ye tadap aur tadpati hai ye majburi tod jaati hai..
Tujhko paane ki meri chahat aaey mere fakir mehbub..
Tut jaati hai mere adhure khwaabon k jaise..!!
Dishi Mehrotra
Maine haseen rangon ko bhar diya teri veerangi mein..
Chal bheega du iss duniya k satrangi rangon se tera mann..
Ye thandi purwaiya jab chooti hai mere tan ko..
Baarish ki bundo sa tera ehsaas bheegata hai mere mann ko..
Teri yaad mein meri aankhon ko sajate hain ashk..
Ye tadap aur tadpati hai ye majburi tod jaati hai..
Tujhko paane ki meri chahat aaey mere fakir mehbub..
Tut jaati hai mere adhure khwaabon k jaise..!!
Dishi Mehrotra
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