Sunday, January 8, 2012


दिन के उजालों को ढूंडती,
शाम की हवाओं को चीरती,
आज मेरी रूह ज़रा कमज़ोर सी है!

कुछ पूछती, कुछ समझाती,
कुछ रेंगति, कुछ भागती,
आज मेरी रूह ज़रा कमजोर सी है!

निशब्ध है, मूक की तरह, 
चंचल भी है, नीर की तरह,
आज मेरी रूह ज़रा कमज़ोर सी है!

अनंत है आसमान के जैसी, 
शांत भी है रेगिस्तान के जैसी,
आज मेरी रूह ज़रा कमज़ोर सी है!

रात में गाते झींगुर के जैसी,
बिन ठिकाने उड़ती माटी के जैसी 
आज मेरी रूह ज़रा कमज़ोर सी है!
                                      
                                     - यामिनी जोशी










Monday, January 2, 2012

Another Year Uploaded!

Another year gone by, and what is left of it are not the memories in your heart, or those moments of hard work or absolute indolence written beautifully in your secret diary. But what really is left behind are the Facebook photographs capturing those moments, and the status updates echoing what was on your mind, at some point of time.

It's strange and convenient at the same time, the fact that we don't have our past spiritually with us, but its even better, its virtually with us. The moments of pure bliss, sheer anger, claustrophobic frustrations, existential angst, all are present somewhere in the infinite spaces of the world wide web. Today the internet memory is more easily accessible than the human memory, and the best part of it is that it could be selectively shared a.k.a the privacy settings. So when a space as public and as open as the web gives a selective sharing control to an individual, it's exhilarating for the human mind and heart.

It almost feels like the internet today is an analogy for the Freudian layers of consciousness i.e. the conscious, the pre-conscious and the unconscious. The conscious i.e. feelings, emotions, perceptions at a particular moment that are often shared, is equivalent to our virtual life without any privacy settings, open and accessible to all. In the conscious mask of our virtual life we really want everyone to know how we feel at the moment, want to share a big promotion, or our social etiquette of wishing season greetings to all or sharing the great overseas holiday updates and so on. The pre -conscious is more like the stored past, memories like the great vacation, great party, college days, anniversaries etc. that could be made conscious by one click on the album link. Then comes the devil of them all - the unconscious, the deep seated angst driven emotions, desires, feelings, and the internet definitely has some room for that too. Quietly in the dark with the right kind of proxy servers, and after appropriate and fake kinky names, one could purely indulge in the forbidden and the socially frowned upon activities.

I am a firm believer that internet and its content are designed in consonance to the layers and complexities of human psyche and that's what makes it man's current best friend, beating the canine population.