Ho phoolon ke rang se, dil ki kalam se, tujhko likhi roz pati,
kaise bataun, kiskis tarah se pal pal mujhe tum rijhate,
tere hi sapne lekar ke soyi, teri hi yaadon mein jaagi
tere khayaalon mein uljhi rahi yun jaise ke maalaa mein moti
haan, badal, bijli, chandan, pani jaisa apna pyar, lena hoga janam hame kai kai baar....
haan itana madir, itanaa madhur tera mera pyaar, lena hoga janam hume kai kai baar......
saanso ki sargam, dhadkan ki beena, sapnon ki geetaanjali too
man kee gali mein mehke jo hardam, aysi juhi ki kali too
chhota safar ho, lamba safar ho, suni dagar ho yaa mela
yaad tu aaye, man ho jaaye, bheed ke beech akela
haan, badal, bijli, chandan, pani jaisa apna pyar, lena hoga janam hame kai kai baar....
haan itana madir, itanaa madhur tera mera pyaar, lena hoga janam hume kai kai baar....
poorab ho pashchim, uttar ho dakshin, tu har jagah muskuraye
Kabhi bhi na jau main door tujh se, utane hi tum paas aaye
aandhi ne roka, pani ne toka, duniya ne has kar pukara,
tasvir teri lekin liye mai kar aayi sab se kinara
haan, badal, bijli, chandan, pani jaisa apna pyar, lena hoga janam hame kai kai baar....
haan itana madir, itanaa madhur tera mera pyaarlena hoga janam hume kai kai baar....
Happy Birthday to you....
I can dance with joy when life gives me goodness,
I can bear the rubbish the world throws at me,
If you hold my hand, and stay with me for all the lifetimes to come,
Till the end of time, I will love you and we will be togethor...
Friday, May 04, 2007
Thursday, May 03, 2007
Arz kiya hai . . .
Woh kya kaatenge, kya trim karenge kisiko,
uthne ki koshish mein, nazar se gir jaane ke baad.
Woh kehthe hai ki unko koi parvah nahi,yahi tho saboot hai
ki unko farak padtha hai, apni galthiyan chupaane ke baad
Monday, April 30, 2007
Chanakya Neeti 2
Maybe it is true, love, when you are in it, you are blinded. The same goes for friendship. My greatest lesson learned from chanakya is this. Love and care also needs to be reciprocated at some point in life, but doesnt necessarily happen.
Here I am convincing my world, my friends that, yes, this new friend has many negatives, but lets embrace them and we will see the goodness as well. And we did. And when i went to embrace the friend's world with open arms, I was made a constant mockery of the things that make me me.
Maybe in order to sparkle, my friend decided to scratch my surfaces so as to dull my shine. My positives were ignored, my soulfulness forgotten, my respect for not killing animals to devour them to satisfy the tongue's drool was sniggered about. It was looked down and joked about. I stood there being degraded for my own uniqeness. It hurt so much, killed me inside.
Still I forgave. Despite that, what do I get back, a cold feeling of rejection, of a victim being made the wrong-doer. Why didnt they realize before recognizing their superiority and saintliness that it is them that had wronged, erred? Does is degrade oneself to enquire the other person's hurt?
I have learnt that love and care doesnt necessarily come back, because you've given some. But that doesnt stop me from giving away more care and more love to others, maybe more deserving, for that is my nature and I should not change.
There surely must be an explanation for this and i remembered chanakya, the great chanakya... maybe when the selfish motive begins to dwindle, friendship holds no meaning.
Here I am convincing my world, my friends that, yes, this new friend has many negatives, but lets embrace them and we will see the goodness as well. And we did. And when i went to embrace the friend's world with open arms, I was made a constant mockery of the things that make me me.
Maybe in order to sparkle, my friend decided to scratch my surfaces so as to dull my shine. My positives were ignored, my soulfulness forgotten, my respect for not killing animals to devour them to satisfy the tongue's drool was sniggered about. It was looked down and joked about. I stood there being degraded for my own uniqeness. It hurt so much, killed me inside.
Still I forgave. Despite that, what do I get back, a cold feeling of rejection, of a victim being made the wrong-doer. Why didnt they realize before recognizing their superiority and saintliness that it is them that had wronged, erred? Does is degrade oneself to enquire the other person's hurt?
I have learnt that love and care doesnt necessarily come back, because you've given some. But that doesnt stop me from giving away more care and more love to others, maybe more deserving, for that is my nature and I should not change.
There surely must be an explanation for this and i remembered chanakya, the great chanakya... maybe when the selfish motive begins to dwindle, friendship holds no meaning.
Friday, April 13, 2007
3-D jigsaw puzzle
I just love jigsaw puzzles to bits. So when i was told to rest for a month after a cholecysectomy open surgery, i was wondering ... what am i going to do lying down and sitting around recuperating the whole day. I asked my hubby to get me some good books to read as I didn't intend to sit in front of the idiot box the whole day. He surprised me with a 3-D jigsaw puzzle. My eyes lit up when he handed me the box and I saw the challenge. By the time I was half way I was beaming with pride!!! I was done in two weeks record time! Ive done puzzles with 5000 and 8000 pieces. I have yet to do a 10 000 one. Ive told hubby dear to keep an eye out for the one with the most pieces in the world, bring it on dear, I cant wait!!!!
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