हिशोब... काहीच्या काही...

24 December 2009 वेळ: Thursday, December 24, 2009
बसलेलो मी एकदा असाच, एका निवांत क्षणी
जमवून आठवणी, मनात काही अन् डोळ्यात काही...

मांडला हिशोब सगळा, जगलेल्या पुर्ण आयुष्याचा
प्रत्येक त्या क्षणाचा, हसलेलो काही अन् रडलेलो काही...

जमाबाकीच्या ताळेबंदात, स्तंभ दोन पडले
क्षण मी विभागले, सुखांचे काही अन् दुःखांचे काही...

झाली गणिते सगळी, मोजणीस ना काही उरले अन्य
शेवटी बाकी शुन्य, ना गमावले काही ना कमावले काही...

आपला,
(रिक्त) सौरभ

भिजा... सौख्य भरे...

23 December 2009 वेळ: Wednesday, December 23, 2009
"पडत्या पावसाला पाहुन तुम्ही आतुन भिजला नाहीत; तर स्वतःच्या कोरडेपणाची तारीफ करु नका... हे मान्य करा की तुमच्या आयुष्यात भिजवणारे क्षण आलेच नाहीत... (किंवा आले तरी ते तुम्हाला अनुभवता आले नाहीत...)"

समुद्रकिनारी भटकत असताना अचानक एखद्या शिंपल्यात मोती सापडावा तसेच अगदी सहजच आंतरजालावर सफर करताना काही शब्द, वाक्य, कविता, गझला, गाणी, लेख अशी सापडतात जी झटक्यात मनाची पकड घेतात आणि त्यांचा ठसा सोडून जातात. मिपावर (मिसळपाव.कॉम) हे वाक्य एका सदस्याने टाकले होते. लई भावलं आपल्याला. नक्की लेखक कोण ते माहीत नाही. (कंसातला भाग सोडून... ते वाक्य मी घुसडवलय.)
आपल्या आयुष्यात असे ओलावा देणारे असंख्य क्षण येत असतात. का कोण जाणो आपण एवढे रुक्ष असतो की ते आपल्याला टिपता येत नाहीत. एवढे कोरडे नका राहू. दुभंगाल. प्रत्येक क्षण जगा. (चांगला/वाईट कसाही असला तरी) अनुभवा. भावनेचा ओलावा असू द्या. सुखासमाधानाची हिरवळ पसरु द्या. प्रेमाचा मृद्गंध दरवळू द्या. आनंदाचे इंद्रधनुष्य उमटू द्या... :)

आपला,
(भिजलेला) सौरभ

जखमा कश्या सुगंधी...

वेळ: Wednesday, December 23, 2009


जखमा कश्या सुगंधी झाल्यात काळजाला,
केलेत वार ज्याने तो मोगरा असावा...

गझलकार - इलाही जमादार
संगीतकार/गायक - भीमराव पांचाळे


कसे सुचले असतील हे शब्द. किती काय सांगून जातात हे शब्द. आणि कोण म्हणतं की सगळ्याच भावना शब्दांत सांगता येत नाहीत. कदाचित त्या व्यक्त करायला आपणच असमर्थ असतो. गझलकार श्री. इलाही जमादार यांनी ह्या गझलेत निवडक, चोख आणि अचूक शब्दांत अनेकअनेक भाव ठासून भरलेत. श्री. भीमराव पांचाळे ह्यांच्या आवाजाची जादू आपल्याला एका वेगळ्याच भावविश्वात गुंगवून टाकते. आणखी काय सांगू, तुम्हीच समजून घ्या.
ह्या दोन्ही कलाकारांना माझा मानाचा मुजरा...

आपला,
(भावगुंग) सौरभ

Santacruz to Pune!

21 December 2009 वेळ: Monday, December 21, 2009
I had booked a ticket for Deccan Queen. Being a super fast train it departs from CSTM.

I boarded a local train from Santacruz. I was mentally prepared for the "Mallish" in the crammed local trains of Mumbai. To my surprise I got a seat! As far as I recollect this was the second time in my 6 months history, that I scored a seat in the local train. Rather I got off a local train without a push from my back! :D "Ye sab Sunday hone ka jadoo hain"

As I was travelling my way down from Churchgate to CSTM the old constructions were still holding their stand. A wall besides the footpath was oozing out with graffiti against the 26/11 attacks.

It was great to see un-crammed Mumbai!

Was about to enter the station - a Deutsch lander paused me. "Is there any cyber cafe around? My map reads theres one towards left."

I:..........(urgh do we get such precise maps in our country??) I have no idea.....

Two flutes were peeping out from his haversack, "Do you play them?"
Yea! I tried playing them.

He was attracted to the Indian classical music. He also had Pune on his agenda.
In the meanwhile a taxi passing us suffered the broken axle. The rear wheel of the taxi came rolling to our feet. The Deutsch lander must be shocked to see this weired accident!
"Welcome to India!"



Walking down the platform no.8, I took notice of the pantry car. Table's and chairs setup for the visitors. That was the place where I could continue reading my novel.
The train jolted, I'd taken care of my luggage. Made a move to the pantry car.
Ordered a cup of chai!
A sip of chai, read a few lines, Have the splendid view from the window.
Unexpectedly the chai was too good for the regular Indian rail tea!
By the time I reached Lonnavala - a couple of pages had been turned.
The manager of the pantry car was keeping a count of my number of chai's.
I had been fortunate enough to have the pantry car not crowded.

As the centi-wheeled boggies got close to pune, the manager in the pantry car requested > "Sir aab band ho raha hain."

I made a move back to my compartment. A few seats away some hyper-excited gaggle of women were at the peak of their antakshari session.

"Goad Gojiri laaj lajiri, tai tu honar navri" was squeaking out in a very irritating tone.

I couldn't manage a reinforcement to bomb that part of the compartment. I would have loved to offer them "shendur" (Shendur can be used to mute the vocal boxes for hours - says me :D)
Eventually I vented the whole boredom in messaging Prof., Mihir, Yash and Surhud.

The excruciating pain of my diaphragm made me think constantly about jumping off the train as I pass Shivajinagar station.

Dont know why, but the train driver stopped at Shivajinagar!
Guess! I was the first to jump off the train!








I like!!!

19 December 2009 वेळ: Saturday, December 19, 2009
Fireflies in the Garden


Here come real stars to fill the upper skies,
And here on earth come emulating flies,
That though they never equal stars in size,
(And they were never really stars at heart)
Achieve at times a very star-like start.
Only, of course, they can't sustain the part.

- By Robert Frost

Bicycle Riding in Pune!

16 December 2009 वेळ: Wednesday, December 16, 2009


A few days back, I tried picking back one of my ardent hobbies which I had abandoned in My Odyssey years- Cycling! Since Aakash and YD were going on a long bike ride! I tagged along with them. I borrowed YD's cousin's ladies bicycle and on a chilly December Tuesday evening we were all jet set to hit the rough roads. So we decided our route which was going to be down from Sadashiv Peth-FC Road-E-square flyover-University road. I had only practised a little the previous evening on Karve road and was a bit apprehensive about the evening traffic on all these jam-packed bottle necked roads. Anyways it was my first time and I decided to take the risk. Of course I was finding it difficult to keep pace with these guys as they were very fast and experienced. I had to pedal my way faster to keep up with them. The seat of my bicycle was very low and I was finding it problematic to pull the cycle on upward slopes. Infact I had to get down on Garware Bridge! But some how I managed to ride down all the way ahead of E-square but then my legs which were not used to all this exercise gave up. So I turned back and returned mid-way! But though exhausting it was an exhilarating experience. And a quiet fulfilling one @ that. I think I need to go on more such bike rides which will make me used to ridding. The most difficult part was facing hell while driving thru full traffic at 6 pm. I wish we could go on a plain green pollution free road someday, probably on the outskirts of the city. Aakash had a bike problem so he turned back mid-way while I guess YD was the only person to reach the decided spot. Albeit a bit taxing, it was too good an experience! I think one must keep giving a shot at such different strokes to keep up the excitement in our mundane life!! Thanks Aakash and YD! Can't wait for the next round of Bicycle riding!

दिनचर्या

वेळ: Wednesday, December 16, 2009
पहाटेचा रामप्रहर, वाजे घड्याळी गजर| झोपेचं खोबरं, होतसे||
पेंगुळलेले डोळे, जड त्या पापण्या| स्वप्नांचा चक्काचूर, पहातसे||
दमदार जांभई, अन् आळस घेऊन| गजराचे घड्याळ, पुन्हा स्नूझमधे||
उषःकाल सरुन, मध्यान्ह जाहली| निद्राभंग झाला, गरमीने||
आढेवेढे घेत, पांघरुण सारले| उठावे लागले, नाईलाजे||
प्रातःर्विधी कारणे, न्हाणीघराकडे कूच| नेमक्यावेळी ते, व्यस्त असे||
तोवरी आदण चहाचे, ठेवावे गॅसवर| दिवसाची सुरुवात, अमृताने||
दंतमंजन लेप, घ्यावा ब्रशवरी| लेपून तोंडभरी, मौजे घासावे||
खळाखळ भरुन चूळ, मुखमार्जन पात्री| चेहरा धुवावा, साबणाने||
शुचिर्भुत होवून, प्रसन्न व्हावे| दिनक्रम आपुला, आरंभावा||
चहा वाफाळता, घ्यावा गाळून| सोबती रवंथ, बिस्किटांचे||
बैठक घ्यावी, लॅपटॉपसमोर| साईट विहार, प्रारंभावा||
ना स्क्रॅप कोणाचे, ना एकही ईमेल| तरी पेज रिफ्रेश, करित रहावे||
घटीका सरतील, निष्क्रिय अश्याच| गर्भी उद्रेक, वायुचे||
सारुन बैठक, घ्यावी विश्रांती| निमित्त करावे, न्याहारीचे||
शमवूनी भुक, वामकुक्षी घ्यावी| बागडावे आनंदे, संध्याकाळी||
रात्र होता परतावे, आपुल्या घरी| व्यवस्था करावी, भोजनाची||
आपलेच हात, अन् आपलेच पोट| जाणोनी करावा, स्वयंपाक||
चलचित्र पहाता, उदरभरण करावे| तृप्त व्हावे करुन, हे यज्ञकर्म||
पांघरुण पसरुन, द्यावी ताणून| निद्रिस्त व्हावे, शांतचित्ते||
स्वप्नांचा खेळ, खेळत झोपावे| असा न्यावा दिवस, पुर्णत्वे||
दिनचर्या अशीच, थोड्याफार फरकाने| होतसे रोज त्यात, नाविन्य नसे||
सौरभ म्हणे ज्याने, कंठीले आयुष्य ऐसे| आदर्श बेरोजगार म्हणूनी, गौरवावे||


आपला,
(संत) सौरभ

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