Bebas...

Gunaahon Mein Dabe Hain To Kya?

Bebas Hue Hain Hum To Kya?

Darte Hain Kehne Se To,

Dard Ko Chupaya To Kya?

Uske Darbaar Mein Hum Jaa Na Sake,

Usse Naazrein Hum Mila Na Sake,

Nahin Reh Paye Umr Bhar Sath To Kya?

Dil Mein Chupa Hai Thoda Pyar To Kya?

Yu To Aksar Log Kehte Hain,

Pyar Ki Har Saza Dete Hain,

Nahin Samjhe Hain Wo Log To Kya?

Khuda Ne Gar Hume Apnaya To Kya?

Yehi Zindagi Hai To Kya?

Haste Hue Gar Hum Ro Diye To Kya?

Darte Hain Jo Kehne Se To,

Dard Ko Chupa Liya To Kya?

Bebas Hue Hain Hum To Kya?

Gunaahon Mein Dabe Hain Hum To Kya?

Daaman...

Uske Dard Ne Mujhe Fir  Rula Diya,

Mujhse Mera Daaman Chuda Liya,

Kahaan  Chupaau  Main Khudko?

Uske  Pyaar  Ne Mujhe Jo Yun Dhund Liya.

Kyu Rehti Hai Ye Ranjish Mujhme?

Kyu Hai Ye Toofan Saanso Mein?

Kyu Kisi Ke Gunhegaar Ho Jaate Hain Hum?

Kyu Kisi Ko Bhula Kar Bhi Yaad Karte Hain Hum?

Kyu Uske Pyar Ne Mujhe Fir Rula Diya?

Kyu Mera daaman usne Chuda Liya??

Hall Of Shame

Hall Of Shame

Prez Barack Obama and his charming wife Michelle Obama were pleased by Indians! Said,  India is no more a rising power, has already risen! The world today is appreciating our “Unity in Diversity”. And on the other side, our people, our leaders are ruining us.

70% of Indians are common people like you and me. We all have dal-roti in our meals. We all dream of a better life and not corrupt life. We the common people seldom see those big notes. We never have those many zeros when describing our income. A poor man earns his living with great pains. Same is the case when it comes to my father or your father. We select leaders on the basis of their capability. We respect them, We support them, We salute them, and they, they just step on us and move on.

Whenever nation is in pain, our soldiers are always ready to guard us. Think for a minute, that when a soldier lays his life for the GREAT MOTHERLAND, a mother loses her son, a wife loses her husband, and kids lose their father. We all only pay our condolences. We can never repay the family what it has lost. But we can atleast give them what they really deserve, can’t we?

Today, very humbly I want to raise this point that, who are these leaders to steal away the rights of our soldiers? Is it that our leaders are so poor to step down to such level? Does this suit their image? Their personality? Or is it that all of them have gone crazy after money – currency their great greed!

I being the youth of India is terribly hurt by the condition of the nation today. Ofcourse, I am not so talented as our leaders are. I’ve zero knowledge regarding politics. But I see what is going on in the nation and our state.  

Our chief minister Ashok chavan quits today. I am forced to write this here that, just an hour before I was watching news.  It gave the details as :-

Adarsh CHS was set up supposedly with the aim of "accomodating and rewarding the heroes of the Kargil operation and those who laid down their lives for the protection of the motherland," if one looks at the initial list of the society members of the Adarsh Co-operative Housing Society, it comprised 40 members and included mostly defence personnel. Now the list stands at 103, out of which only 37 members belong to the army and just three members have anything to do with the Kargil war.

 Some of the bureaucrats and politicians who are accused of fraudulently obtaining flats for themselves or their relatives:

Ashok Chavan, chief minister, Maharashtra Jairaj Phatak, ex-municipal commissioner (flat in the name of his son Kanishka J Phatak) Ramanand Tiwari, state information commissioner (in the name of son, Onkar Tiwari) Suresh Prabhu, Shiv Sena (own name) Pradeep Vyas, ex-collector, Mumbai ( in the name of his wife and fellow IAS officer Seema Vyas) Jitender Awhad, NCP (own name) Indris Kundan, ex-ollector, Mumbai (own name)

Kanhaiyalal Gidwani, Congress (along with 2 sons, Kailash and Amit) Uttam Khobragade, BEST GM (in the name of daughter, Devyani, an Indian Foreign Service official) Babasaheb Kupekar, Congress (own name) DK Sankaran, Ex-chief secretary (in the name of daughter, Devyani) Shriniwas Patil, NCP (own name)

CS Sangitrao, ex-collector, suburban (in the name of son, Ranjit

Krishnarao Patil, Congress SC Deshmukh, Collector, Pune (own name) Arun Pawar, ex-income tax commissioner (own name)

PV Deshmukh, secretary, urban development (own name).

Meanwhile, two of the Chavan's relatives who had been allotted flats in Adarsh, resigned from the society on Friday.

Raaste...

Raaste the akele, na jane kiska saath tha,

Doobi thi manzilein, phir bhi wo vishwaas tha,

Sach tha wo, ya tha ek dhoka??

Uljhi hasraton mein simta uska pyaar tha..

Nazrein na uthi par baatein keh gayi,

Milna na-milna, kismat ke haath tha,

Raaste the akele aur, shayad usi ka saath tha!!

Chalte Chalte...

Chalte Chalte use peeche chod aaye hum,

Darr tha jise khone ka, aaj use kho aaye hum,

Bhul  jaana jise, shayad, munasib nahi tha,

Aaj use bhul aaye hum!

Chalte Chalte use peeche chod aaye hum,

Uske gum ko bhul aaye hum!

Curse...

Aaj fir wo mujhse milne aaya,

Halke se meri ankhon ko chu gaya,

Daba kar rakha tha jise saalon se,

Aaj fir usi dard ne mujhe apnaya..

Uske mehfil ki dhul the hum,

Kaapti hasraton ki tasveer the hum,

Ek toofan fir aisa aaya,

Meri maut par uska paigam aaya..

Taras gayi thi aankhein jo dekhne ko,

Usi ne mujhe umr bhar rulaaya,

Ek toofan fir aisa aaya,

Meri maut par uska paigam aaya..

Aaj fir wo mujhse milne aaya…

Aaj fir usi dard ne mujhe apnaya..

Khamoshi…

Kal raat maine unhe rula diya,

Meri khamoshi se unhone shabdon ko chura liya..

Gunahon ke apne tohfe se maine,

Unhe unjaane hi zakham de diya…

Ab kisse maafi maange hum?

Unhone jab rishta hi tod diya…

Meri khamoshi se unhone shabdon ko chura liya..

Kal raat maine unhe, aur shayad khudko bhi rula diya..!!!

HIDDEN

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“Tip, tip…” It dropped again. People thought, there was some leakage from the tomb. Scientists studied every possible aspect of it, yet, failed to discover the fact.  Rabindranath Tagore had said, “One Tear Drop… Upon the cheek of time”! And, rumors have it that its the only sign of Mumtaz’s grief at TAJ-MAHAL! Once a year during rainy season it falls on her cenotaph... Nobody till date knows the “HIDDEN-TRUTH” behind this fact!!

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Aainaa

Ankhon se roothe hain khwab mere,

Honthon se roothi hai muskaan,

Kahaan jaa rahi hai ye zindagi?

Yehi soch kar hun main hairaan..

Bikharte palon me simti hun main,

Aaine se ab darti hun main,

Chalka jo dard in ankhon se kabhi,

Us toofan se darti hun main…

Bikharte palon me simti hun main,

Aaine se ab darti hun main,

Kahaan jaa rahi hai ye zindagi?

Yeh sochkar hairaan hun main…

Ibadat Hai Jiski....

Sapno Mein Paya Jise, Ankhon Ne Use Khoya Hai,

Isi Se Humne Mohobbat Ko Parkha Hai,

Ibadat Karte The Jiski Har Pal,

Aaj Bhi Uski Khushi Ke Liye, Ye Sar Jhukta Hai!!!

Ehsaas

Uski yaadon ka mere dil mein “MELA” sa hai,

Aaj fir bhi wo mera “APNA” sa hai..

Jab beet gaya sab tab bhi kuch baaki sa hai..

Bhul gaya hai wo mujhe par,

Ab bhi use sab “YAAD” sa hai..

Wo ab bhi mera “APNA” sa hai

Aaj bhi mera use koi “Rishta” sa hai,

Dosti ka nahi “EHSAAS” ka hai!!

Wo ab bhi mera “APNA” sa hai,

Use ab bhi sab “YAAD” sa hai

Daman...

Us waqt ke daman mein humein, Wo kisi farishte se kam na laga,

Sadiyon ka samay humein, Bas, Ek pal jaisa laga..

Bhul nahi paaye hain hum jise,

Wo khwaab aaj bhi in aankhon ko, meetha-meetha sa laga..

Najaane wo kahaan se aaya tha,

Jiska laut jaana humein bura-bura sa laga…

Us waqt ke daman mein humein, Wo kisi farishte se kam na laga…

Sadiyon ka samay humein, Bas, Ek pal jaisa laga..

Saath

Ankhon me uski bhi dard bhara tha,

Magar naseeb ka shayad yahi khel tha,

Har pal saath diya jisne,

Aaj wo humse mu mod kar chala tha,

Dil par uske bojh tha phir bhi,

Wo mujhe rula kar chala tha..

Mere saamne meri tasveer mita kar,

Phir wo use jodne chala tha,

Ankho me uski ab bhi dard bhara tha,

Magar naseeb ka shayad yehi khel tha…

Raaste...

Akele Raaston Ka Safar Humne Tanha Tay Kiya,

Uski Yaadon Mein Apna Intezaar Kiya,

Kya Pata Tha, Itna Gehra Rishta Hoga Humara,

Us Khuda Se Pehla Jo Humne Use Yaad Kiya..

Na Dekhi Ek Nazar Bharke Surat Uski,

Waqt Ne Kabhi Wo Mauka Hi Nahi Diya,

Aaj Phir, Khuda Se Pehle Humne Use Yaad Kiya,

 Uski Yaadon Mein Humne Apna Safar Tay Kiya...

Sanjivani

"Har dard gam ko chupaaye,

Kis tarah humko jeena pada,

Tumse yeh bhi na poocha gaya,

Hum rahen to rahen,

Na rahen, to bhi kya?

To bhi kya??"

These are not my lines.... But these have definitely changed me a lot... They are with me since my school time..

Well, if you are so desperate to know its source, then let me tell you.. I'd heard this in a soap, named, "Sanjivani - A Medical Boon"!!

I simply thought of sharing these with you..

Zindagi Ki Raahon Mein...

Zindagi ki raahon mein ye andhera kyu hai?

Hairaan nazron mein yeh sawal kyu hai?

Na dikhe roshni ki koi kiran,

Aise gehre badlon mein khoya yeh aasmaan kyu hai?

Gumsum

"Gunahon ka bojh tha mujhpar,

 Uski wafa ka karz tha mujhpar,

Khamoshi se guzar gaya jo toofaan,

Us nuksaan ka dosh tha mujhpar..

Aise mein kya roye hum?

Gunhegaar ka jo ilzaam tha mujhpar,

Uske saath ka karz tha mujhpar,

Guzar gaya sab fir bhi tanhayi ka asar tha mujhpar..!!"

Jab Praan Tan Se Nikle..

It was yesterday that I had been to “kirtan sabha” at a famous “hanuman mandir” in our town.

Luckily, I gotta chance to listen to Anup Jalota (live).. Kirtan went as…

Itna to Karna Swami, Jab Praan tan se nikle

Govinda Naam leke, Tab pran tan se nikle,

Shri Gangaji the tat ho, Jamuna Ka vanshivat ho,

mera sawla nikat ho, jab pran tan se Nikle

Pitambari kasi ho, Chabi maan main yeh basi ho,

Hotho pe kuch hasi ho, jab pran tan se nikle

Jab kanth pran aye, koi rog na sataye

Yam darash na dikhaye, Jab pran tan se nikle

us vakt jaldi ana, nahi Shyam Bhul Jana,

Radhe ko saath lana, jab pran tan se nikle,

ek bhakt ki hai arji, khud garj ki hai garji

aage Tumhari marji jab pran tan se Nikle

Itna to karna Swami, Jab pran tan se Nikle..

This was just Awesome!! I failed to stop my tears.. I have no words to write what I felt.

I remember, around 7yrs ago, when I was in school and our Hindi teacher was teaching us sum lesson, “marna, ek kala, ek chance”! Dat was the first time I realized this fact..

I pray to Lord Krishna to gift us all an easy end! God bless!

TASVEER

"Palkon par saji hai tasveer teri,

jaane kahaan kho gayi zindagi meri..

karz tha mujhpar teri mohobbat ka

Aaj lauta di wo mohobbat teri..

Guzre har din isi khayaal mein,

Jaane kahaan kho gayi raatein meri,

Chale the hum lamhon ko sametne,

Bhul gaye usme tuti tasveer teri..

karz tha mujhpar teri mohobbat ka

Aaj lauta di wo mohobbat teri.. 

jaane kahaan kho gayi zindagi meri..

Kaise bhul gaye hum tasveer teri??"

All's Well That Ends Well!!

Hello!

Today, I'm here writing some weird thghts dat really made me think "Aye, ye main hi hu naa??"

All in the world of "in-laws", it feels so different!

Here I go...

Earlier, life was only bout my family, college, academics, etc..etc..

Since my school time, it was we 5ppl who always stayed together.. We form a small group.

Now, two of them are outta town, one in IIT and other in B'lore.. Third is here but is busy with his academics as the fourth one..

Fifth is me,, and surprisingly, m busy with my "in-laws".. Now, this is something which is really difficult to digest, for me atleast.

Earlier, we used to plan group meetings and etc.. Now, I plan my "family meetings"..

Previously, Life was just gifting smiles to my friends,, now, its all for my "in-laws"!!

Am I talking like those aunties who simply chat for timepass coz they have no other work???? Maybe..

Life is now changed from books to recipes.. From classroom to kitchen..

M a very simple gal.. Make up and all irritates me, frankly.. I hardly put kajal sumtimes..

My looks don matter me much.. But, strangely, now, I always keep a watch on my hairs and my looks..(I still hate dat makeup but..)

Ooops.. I was never like dat..

SHAADI, the big laddoo is here!!

Well, it has atleast two yrs for me to turn "Dixit" from "Mishra".. But, all the flavors of happiness are here..

Got a fiancee, Got a simple, kind, humble sasuma,, not lik others who treat bahu's lik bahu's and not daughters.. huh!!

Got a sister-in-law (nanand) who literally cares a lot.. All chintar-pintar in the family call me "Bhabhi", and then I realise,, "Main aur bhabhi??" , really??

Hmmmm.... Yes!! Mummyji (Mother-in-law) is waiting to make me her's and mummy (my mom) wants to enjoy these days wit me completely.. And my papa, he only admires me!!

This is wat m really living in.. A drastically changed life and Yes! Much happier life!!

Thank God!!

Well, now m busy with my engagement preparations!! heeeheee ;-))))

Jus one mnth to go and God! lotsa things to be still done.. M really really excited for it!!

Feels like I'm on seventh cloud!! yuppppppppppiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...