random thoughts

As I lied on my bed today, some random thoughts started disturbing me. Now, we all have friends, best friends, friends of opposite sex, best friends of opposite sex. We all are in love as well (as some point or the other). Also, you all must have heard people saying, “he is my best friend and he is the one I am in love with”. (Here, both the ‘he’ are different). So, my question is “What is the difference between friendship and love ?”. Or, to be very clear, “Is physical intimacy, passion, sex the only difference ?” Or, many a times you must have met people saying, “we were friends for so many years, then we fell in love”. So, my question here is “What is the exact moment when one transforms into another ?”.

People mostly consider love and friendship as two separate entities but is it really so ? As per the famous “Triangular theory of love”, the three components of love, are an intimacy component, a passion component, and a decision/commitment component."

1. Intimacy – Which encompasses feelings of attachment, closeness, connectedness, and bondness.
2. Passion – Which encompasses drives connected to both limerence and sexual attraction.
3. Commitment – Which encompasses, in the short term, the decision to remain with another, and in the long term, plans made with that other.

So, the intimacy and commitment is there in friendship as well, so the only difference left is ‘passion’ which in turn proves that ‘sexual attraction’ is the only difference to which most of the ‘so called lovers’ would disagree with.

Now, at this very moment either you are confused or agree to above points or you are are ready with counter points to the argument. I will patiently listen to your all points but let me put forth my opinions (as being a very opinionated person I tend to have a lot of them).

I dont think you can draw an exact line between the two or you can tell clearly that love is the superset of friendship or vise versa. Its like answering to the question when is the exact moment evening turns into night or When a child turns to an adult (not physically but emotionally or mentally). “Love” in plain and simple terms means “extreme form of friendship”. You hear people saying, "I like my friends, but I love my wife or girlfriend” or  “I love my friends, but I am in love with my wife”. So, what is the difference between loving and being in love? Is ‘sex’ the only difference? Or is Romance the differentiating factor ? What is romance, anyway? This may feel profound, but it is mostly word games that I can play all night long.

So, to end this never ending conversation, try to find someone who is your best friend and the one who you are in love with. If these two are the same person, you are really lucky. If these two are different, analyze the difference in the feelings when you are with them. And, you have this question answered.

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Still incomplete... May be I ll complete it in near future...

aaj jab ek nazar aas paas ki bheed ko dekha,

har shaqs ko khud ki talaash mein masroof dekha;

Socha ki jahaan mein aap to mukammal se honge,

fir aapko ko bhi apne mein hi uljha sa dekha.

har kisi ko kisi ki hasrat mein tadapta dekha,

‘kuch nahi’ se ‘sab kuch’ ki daud mein shamil dekha;

thoda sa mil jaane par aur paane ke laalach ko dekha,

‘Ek’ ko bhi apne aage sifar lagane ki koshish mein dekha.


-Ranjeet Sinha

Random thoughts :

Just thought of revisiting the old 'me', The days when I used to write :) :) ....


us din jab hum apne andar ke toofano se joojhte hue,
us din jab hum apni hi pahelion ko boojhte hue,

us din jab hum akele hanste hue, rote hue, gaate hue,
us din jab hum bheed mein khudd ko tanha maante hue,

us din jab hum yu hi kuch sawaalo mein uljhe hue,
chalte hue, bhatakte hue, girte hue, sambhalte hue,

jab achanak ja pahunche kisi aur hi jahaan mein,
ek aisa jahaan, jahan na khuda tha na hi ishwar,

na mandir, na masjid, na aarti, na azaan,
na jaati, na dharm, na aarti, na namaaz,

the to bas haste muskurate khikhilate insaan.

Confused !!!

Dont beat me after reading it .. Coz I myself dnt knw in wat state of mind I wrote it.. But Still deep in my heart I feel it to be very true. Just read and give ur opinions ...




Night is at its peak, all brimmed with silence,
I am looking out the window, my eyes so dense;
Thinking of all shattered dreams, I could not attain,
Slowly I closed my eyes, no courage to dream again;

A few moments pass, I transcend into an another era,
The place seems unknown, though I see a few known faces;
Suddenly, I see myself at crossroads, perplexed & confused,
Which road should I take, Which one should I leave,

A bell rings, people start running here and there,
They are all tired, hurt but seem to stop nowhere;
I look below, see gold, silver scattered on the floor,
Its then I realize, their aim is to collect more and more;

Less was always less, but has ever more seemed more?
I got more and more, But it always seemed a little less,
I had a million, but then I aspire for the Billion,
Now when I have the billion, shouldn't I go for a Trillion?

The night has passed by, morning is knocking my door,
I wake up with a smile, tears are not there anymore;
My dreams showed me the path I never realized in my senses,
I got all my answers, still there remains a few questions,

Why am I hell bent on letting life go out the life?
Is just breathing day and night  all about being alive?
In the hurry to reach somewhere, madness to touch the skies,
Murdered the smile of my lips, killed the tears of my eyes.

Hmmm... After a long time I am back. Actually I had a poem ready to be posted here. But then the problem was it was in hindi. And typing in hindi is a hell of an effort. Then one of my friend ( Gaurav) gave me an idea. He said write it on a piece of paper, take a snapshot and post it. I thought ya... easy stuff right ? After all I know Hindi. Its my matr bhasha :P . And I started searching for a pen in my room .. Believe me searching anything in my room is an herculean effort (My hostel frn would knw it better :) ).. Somehow I got it and after around 7 years I started writing in hindi . And It was really tough. After 75 minutes (precisely noted ) of sheer waste of time, ink and paper I decided to post the poem the way it is. (The words are of Hindi but are typed in English)... So here it is ... Do read and tell your views.. This one is dedicated to all my friends.. (Esp to Gaurav, Apoorv, Akshay )




jab kabhi aas pas khamosiyon ka saman hota hai...
palkon ke tale khwabon ka aasman hota hai..
kuch alfaaz, dundhle se mujhe dikhayi dete hai
kuch aawaj, madhim si, mujhe sunai deti hai

pata nahi ye mein kalpana hai ya purani tasweerein
pata nahi ye haqeekat hai ya beeti yaadon ki ghere
pata nahi ye samandar hai ya sirf reth ke dere
pata nahi ye aaj hai ya beete kal sunehre

wo paas baithe doston ke hasne ki aawajein,
ruthe hue nawabon ke maan jaane ki fariyaade
ek baar meri zidh maan jaane ki guzarish
apni har cheez use de dene ki sifarish

wo der raat tak jag kar sapno ke pul baandhna
wo pagdandi pe chalte hue ek doosre ka haath thaamna
wo apni haar aur tumhari jeet ka jashn manana
wo ek doosre ko roj marra ke kisse sunana

kuch lamhen hamesha hi saath rehte hain
kuch log hamesha hi yaad rehte hai
hasi is baat par aati hai,
jinhe hum sada muskurate dekhna chahte hai
unse hi bichadne ke halaat aate hain.....

I with Myself

Take care of seconds; minutes will take care of themselves,
Take care of You; The World will take care of itself,
You always say, "The World is so ugly, not worth living",
Saying so, have you ever seen the World inside yourself?


I stopped for a while, spared a thought to the above line,
Wasn't that an utter nonsense, a sheer waste of time ?
It's the others who need to improve, I was born faultless,
It's you with zillion imperfections, I am just the perfect;


Shrugging off my shoulders, I just moved ahead,
The distance to be covered was still more, time was less,
But as you know I always had been a believer of short-cut,
And the greenery in my pockets is loved too much;



A few hassles here and there, I reached my destination,
Ecstatic as I was, I started a huge celebration,
In that frenzy I saw all the people are of my kind,
So perfect, So faultless yet So dark, so selfish;

Now I realize what I see outside is what I am Inside,
I was always a success, an achiever but was never right,
The World was never Ugly, But today it appeared so fair,
Funny But true, to know me I needed someone to hold mirror.

Its You ..!!!

A thought came to me suddenly some day
Can sense and innocence go together one way?
Tried hard , but no answer came to my mind
It was then a whisper i heard from behind.

that sweet whisper spelt 'music' again and again,
tried to encrypt Her message,but my efforts went in vain
Mystified and scared, I ran away from that murmer,
But the faster i ran, the closer to me i felt Her.

Suddenly, I stopped, realising Her words to be so true,
She was murmering nothing but the answer tat was U
Yes! I got the answer and She went into thin air,
And it was then my mind came out of that snare.

Now, out of my trance, i was thinking about u,
Feeling deep from my heart,Her answer to be very true
It is only U who can carry sence and innocence together,
getting the puzzled solved made me as light as a feather.

Among Nature's creation, u are one of its own kind,
In your innocent smile, huge emotions reside.
But looking in your eyes, one can feel the 'sense',
Angel or demon, no one ever wants them to be dense.

You are in the World where no one cares of deeds,
You possess a smile that can grow 'Love' on hatred "seeds',
Your innocence can cure all injured Hearts that bleeds,
Its just a few drops of Love that you need...