pensive....

One's life is not made by the number of breaths you take, but the number of moments that take your breath away. :) i strongly believe so. The little moments like tiny drops add up to an ocean of happiness in ones life. there are so many such cherished moments....
And then there are those moments for which you wait all your life and finally it turns out some other way. You are standing there staring at the reality , helpless and speechless ; thats when life teaches you are just a player and nothing more in this game. Its a very humbling experience for one but also a saddening one...
There were a million times i would have imagined it, replayed it and corrected even the minute detail to perfection .... and then in a fraction of a second someone snatches that special moment and shatters the magic. One second you are the king of the world and the next you crash land in the mess around you. :)
At moments like this...i am reminded of one of my favourite poem from my favourite poet ...super senior bachchan. copying the same below....

Jeevan mein ek sitara tha
Maana woh behad pyara tha
Woh doob gaya to doob gaya
Ambar ke aanan ko dekho
Kitne iske tare toote
Kitne iske pyare choote
Par bolo toote taron par
Kab ambar shok manata hai
Jo beet gayi so baat gayi ....

Jeewan mein tha who ek kusum
The us pe nitya nyochawar tum
Wo sookh gaya to sookh gaya
Madhuwan ki chaati ko dekho
Sookhi kitni iski kaliyan
Jo murjhai phir kahan khili
Par bolo sookhe phoolon pe
Kab madhuvan shok manata hai ?
Jo beet gayi so baat gayi...

Jeewan mein madhu ka pyala tha
Tumne tan man de daala tha
Woh toot gaya to toot gaya
Madiralay ka aangan dekho
Kitne pyaale hil jaate hain
Gir mitti mein mil jate hain
Jo girte hain kab uthte hain
Par bolo toote pyalon mein kab madiralay pachtata hai
Jo beet gayi so baat gayi....

Mridu mitti ke hain bane huye
Madhu ghat phoota hi kartein hain
Laghu jeewan leke aaye hain
Pyale toota hi karte hain
Phir bhi madiralay ke andar
Madhu ke ghat madhu ke pyale hain
Jo madakta ke mare hain
Wo madhu loota hi karte hain
Wo kachcha peene wala hai
Jiski mamta ghat pyalon par
Jo sachche madhu se jala hua
Kab rota hai chillata hai?
Jo beet gayi so baat gayi ......

--HARIVANSH RAI BACHCHAN