RK Saranya

Aans Har dil me basti ek aans hai Jo har lamha sang sang rehti hai Ek manzar ki jaise ek talaash hai Adhoore sapne si aankhon se behti hai Ek aisa wo jo manzar hai Jo door hi nazar aata  hai Agar milta dikhe bhi toh Paas jaate hi ojhal ho jata hai Dil me jaise ek uljhan si Kuch swaalon k na jawaab hain aankh khule toh jaise ek sachhai Ankhen moondon to bas ek khwaab hai Yeh toh jaise ek chah hai Jo pal pal badhti jaati hai Is jism me jaan k jaise Mere seene me dhadakti jaati hai Ye talaash ye khwaab ye chah hi hai Jo mujhko zinda rakhe hain Bin manzil ki is zindagi me Ye hi humraahi yahi humsafar sacche hain..  - Saranya

He taught Chemistry and was our class teacher. So, we had to bear him every day first in the morning. I dreaded to attend his class, not because I hate Chemistry, but, because he made it the most disgusting subject on earth. He made me (and many of us) to attend coaching classes for advanced Chemistry to solve the problems that he put forth without explaining the concept prior to throwing a problem. In an hour of period, 30 mins he took for pulling legs of students, 15 mins for interrogating + scaring and the last 15 mins were cautiously used for teaching. We were always on time to class. We never stood outside the classroom. Not even dared to step outside our benches as he had ready-made sarcasm and rebuke for everything we did. Pandey was also called as "Roti" ( Indian Bread )because his face was round as roti...Infact, his whole body was round.. Some of his dialogues and classes, I could never forget. Although, I have forgotten all the concepts that he ever d...

I was in 7th standard. It was the last period before our half yearly exams. We had two days holidays before the exam. So, we decided to gossip on horror stories, movies, shows and scary real life experiences...our chit chat went on in the bus as well and I continued to talk about it with my brother even after reaching home. In the evening we saw Zee horror show after dinner. I sat on my chair with my back on one arm and both the legs resting on the other. I took all the cautions to cover up myself with the blanket, keeping my face alone out of it as if the ghost from the horror show would come out and grab my legs or hands if I kept them outside the blanket. We(bhai and myself) switched on the heater and covered ourselves with blankets. Then, don't know why on earth, all the stories started to play. I was the main character in whatever played in my dreams or in real (as I felt). I was burnt in my bed...the crop of hair filled room suffocating me to death...there was a ghost hi...

Mujhe Jeea Hai Zindagi me aise bhi mukaam aate hain Jab hamein nahi pata hota Ki hai woh manzil  hai kahan.. Jise har pahlu me khojte hain Ashq hi ashq hain Har un lamhon me Jisme koi saath nahi hota lagta hai sara jahan hai saath par koi haath nahi aata kabhi lagta hai thamle us waqt ko kaid karle armano ko sonchte hi sonchte na jane kaise woh waqt, woh waqt nahi rehta kisi ki hansi ko zinda rkhna hi jeena hai toh mujhe khud ko maarke bhi jeena hai ghuli hui si jaise khoon me bas ek aans hain zehn me mujhe jeena hai phir jeena hai  - Saranya