January 25, 2013



इक उम्र  खर्च हो गई
मैं वो नक्शा ढूँढती रही
तुझ तक पहुँचने का
तेरा दीदार पाने का
तू मुस्कुरा कर रोज़ मिलता रहा मुझे
उन नन्ही किलकारियों में ,उन बेपरवाह खुमारियों में

तू सामने हँसता रहा , मैं ऑंखें मूँद कर सो गई
मंज़िल ए मक़सूद  भूल कर बस रास्तों में खो गई

- मीनाक्षी ( 24 जनवरी , 2013 )

January 17, 2013

Are You Working ?

Are You Working?

......In any casual gathering, party, meeting, the inevitable question hits me sometimes like a lightening instantly after a name exchange or so in few secs and sometimes it slithers like a serpent after a chat of few minutes of introduction etc.….And now when I get attacked, I am prepared, 
I start with my historical background to earn some respect for my present status of being just a housewife and gradually declare my current status….

So are you working? A woman mostly befitting the 'working' criteria asks!

Oh yes, more than ever! I am working 200%....Although I have worked for 10 years in IT but now as a mom of twins I am working more than I have ever worked and please note that there is pure heartfelt joy in this current work. With no complaints and lot of love as remuneration.

What about you? Are you working? I usually ask to be courteous and feed the ego..

I am an investment banker, a program manager etc…and the answer comes with a proud posture with a dash of pity in those eyes for me.

And the words flow from the working woman for consolation...as I had pressed the agony aunt button in hers...

Hmmm……. that's good, you have taken a big decision or decision is often replaced by sacrifice, a career sabbatical, or being laid back in life….but often after the profound declaration of being a housewife…the discussion takes pauses with courteous goodbyes or other excuses…and I choose to be too dumb to not understand the loss of interest accident just happened.
All I want to ask is
Does a success scale exist where we all women/mothers have to compete, get measured and rate the success of life depending upon the status quotient or how independent as a woman I am?
I may be dependent on my husband for the financial needs for a while or forever but that’s nowhere makes me less independent as an individual.
What I propose as a common scale which can be measured is the smile/happiness in one's heart and one can choose to be smiling and happy woman/mother in life regardless of being employed. 
Moreover,A woman/mother is always working so the question is invalid. 
What are your thoughts?

Public Disclaimer : I do not opine that all women who are working possess that superior complexity syndrome but citing those accidents which I have faced and perturbed me. I have lived the life on both sides of the spectrum and for me personally both sides are beautiful and no cast of being working/non working make me any less.

January 6, 2013

ना आना फिर इस देश लाडो

ना आना फिर इस देश लाडो


संजोए थे मैंने हज़ार सपने,आई थी जब तुम मेरी कोख से बाहर 
तेरी वो पहली रुलाई भूल नहीं पाती हूँ , बस मंद मंद मुस्काती हूँ 
बनना है तुम्हें इक डॉक्टर , मानव और समाज की सेवा को 
रखा है इक लाल जोड़ा , तुम्हे दुल्हन सा सजा देखने को 
रोज़ तेरा माथा चूम कर दुलारी, मैं तुम पर बलिहारी जाती हूँ 
तेरी वो पहली रुलाई भूल नहीं पाती हूँ, बस मंद मंद मुस्काती हूँ 


अब सांस तो लेती हूँ मैं लाडो, बस रो ही नहीं पाती हूँ
सोचती हूँ उस काली भयावह रात को , सिहर कर भूल जाना चाहती हूँ

नहीं,शायद यह सच नहीं, बस एक बुरा सपना था
कि तड्पी थीं तुम उस रात एक अदद चादर को
जो ढक सकती मेरी दुलारी की, लहुलुहान काया को और आत्मा को
तुम तभी बस में मर जातीं तो अच्छा होता
की यूँ जलते ज़ख्मों से यूँ ना सामना होता

अब तुम्हारी आखिरी सिसकी को भूल नहीं पाती हूँ,
मैं ज़िंदा हूँ बस रो ही नहीं पाती हूँ
मैं तुम्हारीं क्षमाप्रार्थी हूँ
इस माँ की उजड़ी कोख़, की है मेरी निर्भया को गुहार
ना आना फिर इस देश लाडो , ना आना फिर इस देश लाडो

- मीनाक्षी ( एक माँ ) जनवरी 05, 2013