Gulzar – or Sampooran Singh Kalra was born in Dina in Jhelum district in British India now in Pakistan. His family migrated to Delhi during partition when he was just 13 years old. And like countless others, he too experienced the agony and grief of abruptly getting uprooted from his origins. His life in his young age was not a happy one at all – when he had to stop his studies, when he had to work in a garage and support his family. His father was against his becoming a writer and he had to go through phases of conflicts, silences and struggles to come into his own. Guess he overcame some of his earlier sorrows. However, the pain of separation from his birthplace – the place where he spent his childhood kept on lurking through his poems often. He has written extensively about the partition – about the hatred, the deaths, the loss, the emotional turmoil and the vanity of it all. In one of his interviews he had also said that he would not like to visit Dina because he “loves the images of his hometown and doesn’t want those images to be changed by the current reality”.
Picking up a bunch of best Gulzar poems is like finding a needle in the sea. If one has to select only a bunch of flowers from the vast gardens of Amsterdam, isn’t it injustice with the remaining treasure full of equal beauty and purity. And talking about Gulzar, it is definitely bigger and deeper than one can ever imagine. From such a massive treasure of nazms, ghazals and trivenis, its extremely difficult to pick up some. Firstly, one should have read at least 75 percent of his poems if not all. Secondly, one should have understood them. And thirdly, one also should possess a good command over the language. Sadly, I do not fit any of the criteria. And yet, I am being arrogant enough to handpick his best collections. In my defense, I will say here I am posting some of my personal favorites. There is no logical reasoning behind selecting these poems. These are just my favorites.
In an interview with Loksatta, Gulzar saab had once mentioned – a writer is more a writer by practice than by the skill. Gulzar is turning a whopping 84 years this 18th August. Of course he looks the same – no difference to his pure white aura. But every year, year after year, he continues to churn out the most beautiful and poignant lyrics of our times. How can a single man bring out such a treasure of emotions and thoughts is beyond my ability to comprehend? He is contemporary and classic at the same time and yet he exudes a wholesome honesty and innocence. It’s sometimes surreal and unbelievable.
Now that the monsoons are in full swing, I have made some peculiar observations about rains and the effect they have on our blessed Indian lives. Also, these are predominantly related to Pune due to the obvious fact that I am fortunate to be living here. A heartfelt apology IN ADVANCE to those who would... Continue Reading →
My entire body started to tremble the moment I opened the drawer. In a few moments, my eyebrows had drops of perspiration over them. My mind and tongue were numb and I did not know how to take in what I saw. The drawer I had opened was the lowest of chest of drawers we... Continue Reading →
She goes there to watch her father lovingly tend to his garden and then scold her like childhood when she plucks a red rose. She goes there to listen to her brother teasing her “Moti, kam khaya kar” but at the same time who takes her to her favorite paani puri stall on his Bajaj Splendor. Yes. There are lot of relatives visiting. But the time is spent chatting, gossiping and late night walks, not cooking cooking and more cooking.
Whether the daughter stays with her mother in law or the sasuma has come to stay with the bahu for a time being, whether the bahu is working or stay at home, whether the bahu is a brilliant cook and churns out delicious recipes or an average run of the mill cook - IT DOESNOT MATTER. On the one hand, the mother in law accepts that she changed a lot of things in her own mother-in-law’s kitchen. She is proud that she brought in her own distinct recipes and tastes into the family. But now when her daughter in law is doing the same, the sasuma rarely, I repeat, RARELY is willing to pass on the complete control of her den (read kitchen) to the next generation.
There might be rarely any couple which hasn’t faced marital issues or discord even once in their lives. With today’s complex lifestyles which demand huge amounts of energy and dedication from both the partners, it becomes very difficult to maintain that regular communication. It then becomes extremely necessary to identify the major barriers to a healthy communication and get rid of them. Below are some of the factors which every couple should keep a close watch on:
When two people are obliged to live together for their entire lives, the one thing that is absolutely inevitable to surface are the differences between them. The family background and tradition, the style of upbringing, values and personalities creates difference of opinion on various matters within the marital front. This results in arguments, fights, ego clashes plus a whole lot of marital issues. To find solution to the problems, to check the rationality of their own opinion or to just vent out the anger – one often feels a strong urge to talk and discuss with someone about the whole situation. Immediate family, cousins and close friends become the first choice for the couple in question.