TERE LIYE.......

Shaeri khoon-e-jigar ka hai labalab saagar, kisi kam fahem ki tafri ka saaman nahi... THIS IS MY FIRST ATTEMPT TO EXPRESS MY CONVICTION THROUGH POETRY.

Thursday, March 16, 2006

UNCONDITIONAL LOVE.

A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home having fought in Vietnam. He called his parents from San Francisco.
Mom and Dad, "I ' m coming home but I have a favor to ask I have a friend I' d like to bring home with me".
"Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him." "There's something you should know the son continued, "he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mind and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us."
"I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live."
"No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us."
"Son," said the father, "you don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live on his own."
At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told. The police believed it was suicide. The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know, their son had only one arm and one leg.

The parents in this story are like many of us. We find it easy to love those who are good-looking or fun to have around, but we don't like people who inconvenience us or make us feel uncomfortable.

We would rather stay away from people who aren't as healthy, beautiful, or smart as we are. Thankfully, there's someone who won't treat us that way. Someone who loves us with an unconditional love that welcomes us into the forever family, regardless of how messed up we are.
Tonight, before you tuck yourself in for the night, say a little prayer that God will give you the strength you need to accept people as they are, and to help us all be more understanding of those who are different from us!!! There's a miracle called Friendship That dwells in the heart You don't know how it happens Or when it gets started But you know the special lift It always brings And you realize that Friendship Is God's most precious gift! Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us.

Never take some one for granted,
Hold every person Close to your Heart because
you might wake up one day and realise that you have lost a diamond
while you
were too busy collecting stones."
Remember this always in life.


Monday, March 13, 2006

KOE KHUDA NAHI HOTA

Kuch log kehtein hein :
Koe Khuda nahi hota

Khud per hai jinhe yaqheen unke khadmoun mein sara jahan hai hota
Sitaroun ki gardish nahi hoti , Jaadu mein koe asar nahi hota
Koe bhi kaam khismath, taqdeer , ya muqadder se nahi hota
Apna naseeb khud apne hi bus mein hai hota
Matlab ki hai yeh duniya yahan koe kisi ka nahi hota
Sachcha yahan pyaar kisi ko kise nahi hota.

Hum kehtein hein :
Jahan mein sab ka nazariya eksan nahi hota
Dil se maango tou dua mein bhi hai asar hota
Jahan mein Ishq, Mohabbath, Pyaaar ke siva kuch nahi hota
Har rishta, naata issi ki bunyaad per hai qhayyam hota
Sub kuch agar bashar ke haath hota
Kabhi Laila nahi marti, Kabhi Khaiz Majnoon nahi hota
Mehboob hamara bhi humse door nahi hota
Koe ranjish , koe shikwa, koe gila nahi hota
Koe Hindu , Koe Musalmaan nahi hota, aadmi-aadmi se juda nahi hota
Agar sach mein koe Bhagwaan, Koe Khuda nahi hota.
ZAARA

'MY HUT'S ON FIRE'

The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for GOD to rescue him, but every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming. Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of drift wood to protect himself from the elements, and to store his few possessions.One day, after scavenging for food he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, with smoke rolling upto the sky. The worst had happened, and everything was lost. He was stunned with disbelief, grief, and anger. "GOD, how could you do this to me?" he cried. Early the next day he was awakened by the sound of a ship that was approaching the island. It had come to rescue him. "How did you know I was here?" Asked the weary man of his rescuers. "We saw your smoke signal, "they replied. It's easy to get discouraged when things are going bad, but we shouldn't lose heart, because GOD is at work in our lives, even in the midst of pain, and suffering.
Remember that. . . . . . . . . .The next time your little hut seems to be burning to the ground, it just may be a smoke signal that summons the grace of GOD.

Saturday, March 11, 2006

My Last, short & sweet visit to B'lore

In this very short period of three days, I 'd lots to do...attend an engagement ( the main purpose of the visit), meet friends for the last time and pay a visit to the most memorable places where remains the most treasured moments of my life with the most prized friends of mine.Although nothing was pre-planned yet with God's grace and Ren's comradery each day spent now adds to the most "treasured moments". I enjoyed each day "King-Size".Been to Vin's place, had the most delicious Veg-polao ever, prepared by his very sweethearted wife.Felt elated to see them living a felicitous life.Attended the engagement. Again felt elated to see Ren settling down and wish her a blissful life. But felt Vicks's absence a lot as hes in Pune pursuing Engineering apart from being a captain in the India Army.phew Gosh does that makes him the most busy person on earth---Guess So!

Ok now for all of you those who must be wondering who these ...Ren, Vin & Vicks are? Lemme have the pleasure of introducing to you the most cherished friends of mine who makes my world a better place for me to live.We were a very gud frens circle.


Ren : Renuka ( My very "intimate" friend )
Vin : Vinay Devaraj ( My "Cherub" though he calls me a devil)
Vicks(Vikram) : Capt.Aiyappa (My source of inspiration - I call him creature of rules)

"I'm on top of the world looking down on the creations and the only explaination that I find is the love that I found eversince you have been arround You make me feel on the top the the world"

Our friendship is almost ten years old and now when its time for me to leave India , I wonder what wud be my life without them .Though I belive that " Distance make hearts grow fonder" & "Their friendship will always cherish in my memory lane".

Heres my endeavor to put it in my own poetic way:

YADIEN:

Vo sachchi dosti aur hamara pyaar,
Vo NIIT ke steps aur hum chaar,
Vo har presentation mein jaana aur karna questions bar bar.
Pohanchna ghar hamesha late Vo kehna mummy se project ka tha kaam.
Vo volunteering karna classes ke baad.
Vo Hot Chips jaaker khana bhel puri yaaroun ke saath.

Bas Yadien...Yadien...Yadien....reh jaatein hein
Kuch choti choti batein reh jaatein hein ....Bas Yadein.....

Vo flower show, Vo school carninals
Vo exhibitions ka karna hamesh intezaar
Vo Gaint Wheel, Vo Columbus, Vo khana popcorn
Vo dena ek dusre ko chote se gifts
Vo lene bhayya se paise udhaar.

Bas Yadien...Yadien...Yadien....reh jaatein hein
Kuch choti choti batein reh jaatein hein ....Bas Yadein.....

Vo Ren ka hasna, Vo Vicks ke Jokes, Vo Vin se nokh-jhok
VoChallenge Vicks ka,Vo encouragement Vin ka,VoChalana bike pehli bar
Vo jhagardna Vicks se , Vo ladna Vin se,
Vo kheenchna donoun ki taang , hamesha Ren ke hatoun mein haath..

Bas Yadien...Yadien...Yadien....reh jaatein hein
Kuch choti choti batein reh jaatein hein ....Bas Yadein.....






Friday, March 03, 2006