The phenomenal time of change awaits us.
Either door to hell or pearly gates awaits us.
The serenity of our souls,
Long list of random goals,
Quenching a thirst, on roads, bright and sunny
sometimes reeking of thoughts uncanny
Our doubts know no boundary
For we hang between perplexed emotions
they tell me to stay spirited
Im sure, this is positive emotion,
yet, It is like a constant commotion.
few years from now, there will be a smile,
a smile that will say it all
our deeds of the day, shall decide its destiny
will it be regret, contentment or prodigy ?
Monday, March 21, 2011
Monday, October 18, 2010
daamini aaj 70 baras ki ho gai hai.
subah subah hi ghar ki saaf safai kar, naha dho kar vo 5 roti pakati hai.
2 apne liye, 3 ramu ko khilati hai. ramu ek mahine ka hi tha jab daamini ka pota jaane kaha se utha laaya tha use. daamini akele rehte hue apna khayal hi mushkil se rakh pati hai, ek haath me itna dard rehta hai ke boodhi aankho se aansu nikal de. to ramu ko sada hi khaded deti thi. par us chote se kutte ne apni maasumiat se maano daamini ka man moh lia tha. ab us ghar me daamini ke sath ramu bhi rehne laga hai.
vaise daamini ke do bete hain.
dono apni grihasti me aise ja base hain, ke jaise daamini se ab unka koi vasta hi nahi. apne pote ki aawaz sun-ne ko daamini kabhi kabhar phone to ghuma deti hai, pas vahan kisi ke paas kahan waqt hai ke daamini se baat kar lein. aakhir kaun sune uski shikayaton ki lambi fehrist. kaun uski yaadon me unka haath pakad ke sair kare. kaun uska toota radio banwaye ya chashma theek karwaye.
us din raamu ko daamini ne roti khilane ke baad ghoom ke aane ke liye darwaze ke bahar kiya. shaam ke char baj gaye, raamu ka aaj koi thikana hi na tha.
daamini ne ek baat fir socha ke beto se baat kar le, to thoda dhyan bhatke. roz ki tarah, aaj bhi unke pas samay na tha. apni 'rangeen' zindagy me, maa ka janamdin bhi vo bhool gaye.
daamini ko koi aascharya na tha.
vo bas raamu ka intezaar karne lagi.
paanch bajne ko they. achanak daamini ne uske bhoonkne ki aawaz suni. ramu ne roni si shakal bana ke use yun dekha maano maafi maang raha ho. daamini ki aankho se aansu tapak pade. usne raamu ko khoob daanta. thappad bhi laga diya gusse me. raamu daamini ke peeche peeche dum hilate hue chalta raha. daamini ne fir use god me utha ke gale se laga liya. us din vo khoob roi. itna ke laga bas saare aansu ab sookh gaye hain.
us din ke baad daamini ke beto ke ghar fir kabhi uska phona na aaya.
subah subah hi ghar ki saaf safai kar, naha dho kar vo 5 roti pakati hai.
2 apne liye, 3 ramu ko khilati hai. ramu ek mahine ka hi tha jab daamini ka pota jaane kaha se utha laaya tha use. daamini akele rehte hue apna khayal hi mushkil se rakh pati hai, ek haath me itna dard rehta hai ke boodhi aankho se aansu nikal de. to ramu ko sada hi khaded deti thi. par us chote se kutte ne apni maasumiat se maano daamini ka man moh lia tha. ab us ghar me daamini ke sath ramu bhi rehne laga hai.
vaise daamini ke do bete hain.
dono apni grihasti me aise ja base hain, ke jaise daamini se ab unka koi vasta hi nahi. apne pote ki aawaz sun-ne ko daamini kabhi kabhar phone to ghuma deti hai, pas vahan kisi ke paas kahan waqt hai ke daamini se baat kar lein. aakhir kaun sune uski shikayaton ki lambi fehrist. kaun uski yaadon me unka haath pakad ke sair kare. kaun uska toota radio banwaye ya chashma theek karwaye.
us din raamu ko daamini ne roti khilane ke baad ghoom ke aane ke liye darwaze ke bahar kiya. shaam ke char baj gaye, raamu ka aaj koi thikana hi na tha.
daamini ne ek baat fir socha ke beto se baat kar le, to thoda dhyan bhatke. roz ki tarah, aaj bhi unke pas samay na tha. apni 'rangeen' zindagy me, maa ka janamdin bhi vo bhool gaye.
daamini ko koi aascharya na tha.
vo bas raamu ka intezaar karne lagi.
paanch bajne ko they. achanak daamini ne uske bhoonkne ki aawaz suni. ramu ne roni si shakal bana ke use yun dekha maano maafi maang raha ho. daamini ki aankho se aansu tapak pade. usne raamu ko khoob daanta. thappad bhi laga diya gusse me. raamu daamini ke peeche peeche dum hilate hue chalta raha. daamini ne fir use god me utha ke gale se laga liya. us din vo khoob roi. itna ke laga bas saare aansu ab sookh gaye hain.
us din ke baad daamini ke beto ke ghar fir kabhi uska phona na aaya.
Friday, March 12, 2010
no title...
the Brigadier of our college addressed many mourning students a day after the sad demise of a student...our frend....
It is so difficult to survive through the feeling when a fellow soldier who always stood next to you, takes a bullet on his heart...its never the same to stand like that again..
therefore i can understand how the students who sat next to that child feel...
i ws touched...
It is so difficult to survive through the feeling when a fellow soldier who always stood next to you, takes a bullet on his heart...its never the same to stand like that again..
therefore i can understand how the students who sat next to that child feel...
i ws touched...
Saturday, January 16, 2010
questions..
Do you set goals often?
Do you have a goal in mind at the present moment?
What is the ultimate goal of life?
happiness? satisfaction?
Most of us are competitions, running everyday to win the race of life. But haven't we forgotten our ultimate goal?
Amongst all competitors, some are allured by momentary pleasures. Others blindly follow.
Few know their goals, and some are aimless wanderers.
7 out of every 10 people follow the other 3. Are you a leader or a follower?
what new change did you bring in yourself today? which fear did you overcome?
Is somebody happy because of you?
Make it worthwhile, worth enough if yo die this very moment, you have nothing to regret.
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