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Posted: Thu 11 Jun 2009 - 3 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: Poetry

 

Woh LarKi bhi Aik Ajeeb Paheli Thi
PyassY Hont thY AanKh Samundar JaYsi thi


Sooraj UsKo DaiKh Ker Peela Perta Tha
Woh Sarma ki Dhoop mein Dhul Ker NiKli Thi


UsKo ApnY SaaYe Se Dar Lagta tha
Sooch K Sehra mein Woh Tanha Heerni thi


AatY JaatY Mausam UsKo DastY ThY
Hansti Hansti PalKoOn se Ro Perti thi


Aadhi Raat Ganwa deti Thi Chup Reh Ker
Aadhi Raat K Chaand se Baatein Kerti Thi


Dur Se UjraY Mandir JaYsa Ghar UsKa
Woh ApnY Ghar mein IklOti Devi thi


Maum Se NazuK Jism Seher Ko DuKhta Tha
DiYe Jala Ker Shab bhar Aap Pighalti thi


Taiz Hawa Ko RoK Ker ApnY Aanchal Per
SooKhY PhOol IkhatY Kerti Phirti Thi


Sub per Zahir ker deti thi Bhaid Apna
Sub Se Ik Tasveer ChupaYe RaKhti thi


Kal Shab ChaKna Chor Hua tha Dil UsKa
Ya Phir Pehli Baar Woh Khul Ker RoYi Thi


Moshin Kya JaanY KiOon DhOop se be'Parwah
Woh ApnY Ghar Ki Dehleez Per Bethi Thi...???


Mohsin Naqvi
Posted: Thu 11 Jun 2009 - 3 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: Poetry

Baat Jo Tumse Kehna Chaahun,
Wo Lafz Me Kho Jaati Hai
Aur Agar Khamosh Rahun,
Ehsaas Ki Shiddat Tarpaati Hai
Kayse Main Izhaar Karu,
Choop Rahkar Bhi Baat Karun
Sonch Ki Uljhi Uljhi Dori..
Aur Ulajhti Jaati Hai...

Posted: Thu 11 Jun 2009 - 0 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: Poetry

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,And saw, within the moonlight in his room,Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,An Angel writing in a book of gold:Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,And to the Presence in the room he said,"What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head,And with a look made of all sweet accordAnswered, "The names of those who love the Lord.""And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,"Replied the Angel. Abou spoke more low,But cheerily still; and said, "I pray thee, then,Write me as one who loves his fellow men."The Angel wrote, and vanished. The next nightIt came again with a great wakening light,And showed the names whom love of God had blessed,And, lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest!       -- James Leigh Hunt

Posted: Tue 2 Jun 2009 - 0 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: LIFE

Zindagi hai choti, har pal mein khush raho...

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Office me khush raho...

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ghar mein khush raho...

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Aaj paneer nahi hai,

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dal mein hi khush raho...

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Aaj gym jane ka samay nahi,


do kadam chal ke hi khush raho...

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Aaj doston ka sath nahi,


TV dekh ke hi khush raho....

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Ghar ja nahi sakte to phone kar ke hi khush raho...

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Aaj koi naraaz hai, uske iss andaz mein bhi khush raho.....

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Jise dekh nahi sakte uski awaz mein hi khush raho...

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Jise paa nahi sakte uski yaad mein hi khush
raho ....
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Laptop na mila to kya,

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Desktop mein hi khush raho...

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Bita hua kal ja chuka hai, usse meethi yaadein hai, unme hi khush raho.....



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Aane wale pal ka pata nahi..... sapno mein hi khush raho...

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Haste haste ye pal bitaenge, aaj mein hi khush raho...

Zindagi hai choti, har pal mein khush raho...

Posted: Mon 1 Jun 2009 - 0 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: Poetry

Wo jo mudutu se mila nahi
Main bi dhoundne main thaka nahi
Use dhounda main ne gali gali
Koi chori main ne jaga nahi
Sab ne kaha use bhool ja
Dil ne kaha woh bura nahi
Bhula don use main bhi agar
Phir farq hum main raha nahi
Milte nahi hain tu kia hoa
Mere dil se woh tu juda nahi…

Posted: Thu 28 May 2009 - 0 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: Lyrics


"Gotta Have You"

Gray, quiet and tired and mean
Picking at a worried seam
Itry to make you mad at me over the phone.
Red eyes and fire and signs
I'm taken by a nursery rhyme
I want to make a ray of sunshine and never leave home

No amount of coffee, no amount of crying
No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine
No,no,no,no,no nothing else will do
I've gotta have you, I've gotta have you.

The road gets cold, there's no spring in the middle this year
I'm the new chicken clucking open hearts and ears
Oh, such a prima donna, sorry for myself
But green, it is also summer
And I won't be warm till I'm lying in your arms

No amount of coffee, no amount of crying
No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine
No,no,no,no,no nothing else will do
I've gotta have you, I've gotta have you.

I see it all through a telescope: guitar, suitcase, and a warm coat
Lying in the back of the blue boat, humming a tune...

No amount of coffee, no amount of crying
No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine
No,no,no,no,no nothing else will do
I've gotta have you, I've gotta have you.
 

Posted: Thu 28 May 2009 - 1 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: Lyrics

I think about how it might have been
We'd spend out days travelin'
It's not that I don't understand you
It's not that I don't want to be with you
But you only wanted me
The way you wanted me

So, I will head out alone, hope for the best
And we hang our heads down
As we skip the goodbyes
And you can tell the world what you want them to hear
I've got nothing left to lose, my dear
So, I'm up for the little white lies
But you and I know the reason why
I'm gone, and you're still there
I'm gone, and you're still there
I'm gone, and you're still there

I'll buy a magazine searching for your face
From coast to coast, or where ever I find my place
I'll track you on the radio, and
I'll find your list in a different name
But as close as I get to you
It's not the same

So, I will head out alone, hope for the best
We can pat ourselves on the back
As say that we tried
And if one of us makes it big
We can spill our regrets
And talk about how the love never dies
But you and I know the reason why
I'm gone, you're still there
I'm gone, you're still there
I'm gone, and you're still there

So, steal the show, and do your best
To cover the tracks that I have left
I wish you well and hope you find
Whatever you're looking for
The way I might've changed my mind,
But you only showed me the door

So, I will head out alone, hope for the best
We can pat ourselves on the back
And say that we tried
And if one of us makes it big
We can spill our regrets
And talk about how the love never dies
But you and I, you and I, you and I know the reason why.

Posted: Thu 28 May 2009 - 0 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: Lyrics

Baby says I can't come with him
And I had read all of this in his eyes
Long before he even said so
Why go, I asked
You know and I know why
And it'll be just as quiet when I leave
As it was when I first got here
I don't expect anything
I don't expect anything

Take care
I've been hurt before
Too much time spend on closing doors
You may hate me, but I'll remember to love you
Goodbye
Don't cry
You know why
And it'll be just as quiet when I leave
As it was when I first got here
I don't expect anything
I don't expect anything

All the waves of blame arrange as broken scenery
As they steal your best memories away
What if I was someone different in your only history?
Would you feel the same
As I walk out the door
Never to see your face again
Never to see your face again

And it'll be just as quiet when I leave
As it was when I first got here
It'll be just as quiet when I leave
As it was when I first got here
I don't expect anything
I don't expect anything
I don't expect anything
I don't expect anything
I don't expect anything
I don't expect anything to change when I leave

Posted: Wed 27 May 2009 - 0 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: Poetry

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Posted: Wed 27 May 2009 - 0 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: Poetry

Na gila na khafa hoa, yunhi raste main juda hoa
Na wo bewafa na main bewafa
Jo guzar gaya so guzar gaya
Woh ghazal ki ik kitab tha
Wo gulon main ik gulab tha
Zara dair ka koi khawab tha
Jo guzar gaya so guzar gaya
Wo udaas dhoop samait kar
Kahin wadiyon main utar gaya
Use ab na de mere dil sada
Jo guzar gaya so guzar gaya
Yeh safar bhi kitna taweel hai
Yahan waqt kitna qaleel hai
Kahan laut kar koi aae ga
Jo guzar gaya so guzar gaya

Posted: Sun 24 May 2009 - 0 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: Poetry

Ik shaks mere dil main kuch aise utar gaya
Jaise wo janta hai mere dil ke raaste...




Ek ajnabi hai magar rooh shanas lagta hai
Mere tarha mujhe wo bhi udaas lagta hai
Karon talash tu shak ho wajood par us k
Jo ankhain band karo tu aas pass lagta hai

Posted: Sat 23 May 2009 - 0 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: LIFE

I feared being alone,
Until I learned to like myself.



I feared failure,
Until I realized that I only fail when I don't try.



I feared success,
Until I realized That I had to try In order to be happy With myself.



I feared people's opinions,
Until I learned that People would have opinions About me anyway.



I feared rejection,
Until I learned to have faith in myself..



I feared pain,
Until I learned that it's necessary for growth.



I feared the truth,
Until I saw the Ugliness in lies.



I feared life,
Until I experienced its beauty.



I feared death,
Until I realized that it's not an end, but a beginning.



I feared my destiny,
Until I realized that I had the power to change My life.



I feared hate,
Until I saw that it was nothing more than Ignorance.



I feared love,
Until it touched my heart, making the darkness fade Into endless sunny days.



I feared ridicule,
Until I learned how to laugh at myself.



I feared growing old,
Until I realized that I gained wisdom every day.



I feared the future,
Until I realized that Life just kept getting Better.



I feared the past,
Until I realized that It could no longer hurt me.



I feared the dark,
Until I saw the beauty Of the starlight.



I feared the light,
Until I learned that the Truth would give me Strength.



I feared change,
Until I saw that Even the most beautiful butterfly
Had to undergo a metamorphosis Before it could fly..

Posted: Thu 21 May 2009 - 0 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]

 

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Posted: Thu 21 May 2009 - 0 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: Poetry

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Posted: Tue 12 May 2009 - 1 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: jokes

Sardar Strikes Again............. Some Latest Ones

  

Sardar: My mobile bill how much?
Call centre girl: Sir, just dial 123
to know current bill status
Sardar: Stupid, not CURRENT BILL my MOBILE BILL.

 

Sardar built 2 Swimming Pools. And he left one of them unfilled?
When asked him, he said,
"Oye, that’s for those who don’t know Swimming.

   
Sardar: I think that girl is deaf.
Friend: How do u know?
Sardar:
I told I Love her, but she said her chappals are new

 
Sardar: Miss, Did u call me on my mobile?
Teacher: Me? No, why?
Sardar: Yesterday I saw in my mobile- “1 Miss Call".

 
Judge: Don't U have shame? It is d 3rd time U R coming to court.
Sardar to judge: U R coming daily, don't U have shame?

 
Sir: What is difference between Orange and Apple?
Sardar: Color of Orange is orange, but color of Apple is not APPLE.

 
Sardar in airplane going to Bombay. While its landing he was excited and shouted: " Bombay ... Bombay "
Air hostess said: "B silent."
Sardar: "Ok. Ombay. Ombay"

 
Sardar got a sms from his girl friend: "I MISS YOU"
Sardarji replied:
"I Mr YOU" !!.
 
Son: papa, 4+3 kithne hai?
Sardar: ullu ke patthe, gadhe, idiot, naalaayak, besharam, tujhe kuch nahi aathaa? Jaa andhar se CALCULATOR le ke Aa..

 
After finishing MBBS Sardar started his practice.
He Checked 1st Patient's Eyes, Tongue & Ears with a Torch & Finally Said: "Oye, Torch is okay"

   
Haste raho…..

Posted: Sun 10 May 2009 - 0 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: random

Classes= Bardasht

Attendance= Hera pheri

Class room= No Entry

Teacher= Jani dushman

Exam= Evil dead

Examiner= Don alt

Friend during exam= Hum apkay hain kon? alt

Viva= Encounter

Course= Godzilla

Marking= Andha qanoon

Exam time= Qayamat

Cheating= Lage raho munna bhai alt

Question paper= Ek paheeli

Answer paper= Kora Kaghaz

Result= Sadma

Pass= Chamatkaar alt

Fail= Devdas alt

Future= Fanna

Vaccations= Masti

Posted: Fri 8 May 2009 - 0 comment(s) [ Comment ] - 0 trackback(s) [ Trackback ]
Category: Poetry

Rainy Days will come.


and there's nothing you can do.





But there's no reason
to remain indoors,
your heart locked up and blue.


You only have to wait
a short while
until the dark clouds drift away.




The sun is on the horizon,
and a rainbow is on the way.