Monday, September 29, 2008
yes it can be. but not for any organization. Not THAT important. If you wanna think of profit margins,
Ask that child who is selling mumbai mirror on the streets of mumbai!
Ask that little girl who is selling flowers near the temple in pune!
Those are the real margins. Because its not the question of money.. profits.. its the margin that covers their hunger..
And we are taught to make rich richer.. and students like me are learning it.. what a shame!
zindagi ko ru-ba-ru dekha,
khudko khudi se haarte hua dekha,
dard se naata toot te hue dekha.
chal pada uss raah par,
jin par teetli ne apne rang khoye,
uss mohabbat ki sadak par,
jidher mitti ne bhi apni khusbu khoyi!
soch raha tha kaise baat karun,
ya nigahon ko baat karne ka mauka doon,
tabhi unohe dekha iss kadar
karke dosti ka haath aagey
kuch waqt toh do mujhe zara,
mohabbat se pyaar udhaar lu zara,
inn palo ko dil mein sazza lu zara,
unn labzo ko zubaan tak laau zara.
phir woh duniya hi kuch aur thi,
jismein mujhe usne uttaaraa,
phir woh safar hi kuch jannat bana,
jismein akela kabhi tha mein aawaaraa.
pehle mein sochta tha,
ke ab toh maut hi zindagi ka muuawazaa hai,
ab toh jaise bahana mila,
maut se bhi zindagi maangane ka!
phir woh kahani yaad aai,
pyaar ki tabahi yaad aai,
uske chod jaane ki yaad aai,
uss puraane bedard pyaar ki yaad aai.
kehta tha mein ke woh pehla pyaar tha,
wahi mere zindagi ka saccha pyaar tha,
magar jiski duniya mein filal mein khush tha,
usine mere atith ko bhi anjaane mien hi bhula diya
mera kal toh usika tha,
tab puri zindagi usike naam thi,
kitna ajeeb dil hai mera,
ke aaj kisi aur ke naam kar di.
bina soche samjha jab mein,
aaj uska ho gaya hoon,
kya safai dunga mein khudko,
ke aaj mein kitna badal gaya hoon!
apni soch mein khoya hua,
shyad mein uske saath chal raha tha,
hosh mein aatey hi usko dekhna chaha,
toh uss sunsan sadak pe mein akela hi khada tha
door door tak kahin woh mujhe
nazar hi nahi aai
tab jaana meine ke
yeh mere tutte hue dil ka hi khel tha
tham gaya waqt
na tham paaye aasun
mitt gayi aakhein
na mitt paye dard
akele chalte chalte meine sikha,
jab naa rahein saath kisika,
koi gum nahi iss baat ka,
kam se kam saath hai iss akeli sadak ka...
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
jale hue ciggarette ke tukde
kuchh fate purane akhbar
kuchh purani khali botlein
aur isi bhool bhulaiya mein
mujhe khojti meri zindagi
un cigarette ke tukdo ne kisi ko raahat ki saans di hogi
purane akhbar mein kisi ki toh tasveer chappi hogi
purani khali botlon mein kabhi to jaam chalka hoga
meri zindagi toh pehle bhi khaali thi,abhi bhi viraan hai,
inn chizon mein mujhe zindagi milti hai dost,toh woh meri nahi,kisi aur ki hai!!
Monday, September 15, 2008
That day my mind was fighting to concentrate as usual. Wanted to give up forever but again the fight was still on. Every single soul was engrossed in the economics and i was lost in my own world.
"The World beyond Dollar and Rupees,
In the Land of Tempting Cupids"
1445hrs. People still pouring in. Were they seriously interested?
Questioning my decision to study Economics was the most challenging argument for me. Was it necessary?
"The Firm and it's profits,
Revenue, Turnover and Margins;
The growth of the Corporate Man,
is heading towards the Nowhere Land"
One shot at the watch behind and it was still 1455hrs. Time was stagnant as always,during the lectures. Voices were fading. Words were hitting my blank face. Even they gave up the idea of penetrating inside. Suddenly someone asked,
"Sir,Can you show the graph of Shutdown point?"
Yes I can answer that,I thought, Shutdown point was the end of something? End of business or growth, I was totally clueless.
Life is about making it useful for others. It is better to help rather than to see anyone falling. But what if i am totally useless? Friends are my Assets, but am i a Liability to them? I started questioning the existence and importance of my role as perceived by my family and friends.
I started noting down the status of my life/definition of my life:-
"The expectations are just covering my performance or my inability is equal to my mission in life. My confidence level is falling below the line of sympathy. I Conclude, my life is only worth if i die"
And then Sir explained the classic definition of SHUTDOWN POINT
"The Shutdown point comes where revenues just cover variable costs or where losses are equal to fixed costs. When the price falls below average variable costs, the firm will maximize profits by shutting down"
This was the only part i was able to understand/relate in that class of economics. I realized that my shutdown point has come, i am just waiting for "my class" to get over!
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Are you caught in the shackles of expectations?
Expectations that can neither be fulfilled nor can it be ignored.
Letting down the whole world; at every turn of my life. I realized one day, on such random depressing turn, that I am not living my life the way I always wanted to, but the way others want me to. What is holding me back? Who is ruling my freedom?
Do you need an exemption?
I want to explore the dark unfathomed dry burrows of my mind. Yes, I want to set it free.
Trust me,Sometimes it becomes difficult for me to comprehend myself. Am I so complicated?